Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

So Sterling started shaking up the vials, handing off to Cass.
I know I missed a couple of days last week, Lieutenant, but--
Fucking fuck!
-That was a mistake, Your Honor. -So noted.
Forgot.
Pål You are a reasonable guy
You either go out on those rooftops today to watch payphones with the others...
that he was involved for a time in the sale of a small amount of drugs...
Honey don’t scare
-How do you know? -Everybody knows, man.
Don't have a name, but he's part of a stick-up crew.
What?
They're a little lazy, you know...
he came in here a couple weeks ago and reasoned with me. Right, Jay?
-Hey. -Hey.
Get outta the street!
All right, come on.
Liked to use this real sweet gun he got.
I'm not doing that.
He saw my potential. He expects big things from me.
What about these guys?
-Damn, Wallace. -"Damn, Wallace," nothing!
I don't see nobody around, ljust wanted to know what was up.
Charge the mope, and work it more afterward.
Come on, get up.
At that point, there isn't going to be a thing...
It's a simple but effective way to do business...
The one you told us about, remember?
Good luck with the case.
Major...
Are you fucking serious?
Thinking he all that because he got his family back.
They covered for you.
Nigger walked up behind the man and shot him in the head.
at the scene of the murder, the night of the murder.
Cops, they handcuffed him?
Doesn't drink on duty? Doesn't drink and drive, Detective?
But we can't listen to anything unless we know one of our targets is using the phone.
You know, man, whatever.
What are you doing? Leave me alone!
And the walk-away?
Yeah. You friends?
-He's up early today. -A lot of pager activity last night, too.
-He fight, you arrest. -Right.