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Shit.
Don't have a name, but he's part of a stick-up crew.
We get a conviction...
Barksdale kid on the line.
So, what can you give us on the job?
keep tinycare humming... yeah, most def
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It's called a rotation.
That was one of them.... What is it? A question you don't have to--
you must have figured Barksdale was coming back on you?
Oh! You got your hands up.
-No. -McNulty, Line 3.
-What you mean? -Enough to bring home, right?
-In a big way. -They must've killed him four or five times.
All right, no problem. So who the fuck are we supposed to charge?
Also, whoever that was you brought in here today...
We reasoned that despite his negligible lrish ancestry...
Okay, you two, you sit right here, okay?
I got a run sheet from you every day for the last two weeks.
This one from the same pay phone that went to D'Angelo's pager...
get into it more, learn some new tricks.
Look, you guys gotta make your move soon, I'm sorry to say.
Let's hear it.
In this case, we're never where we need to be.
-All right, then. -Take it light, but take it.
and he's telling me to fight this.
Hard way to go sometimes.
and putting the information that we have into the charging documents....
-Who's this? -Hey, yo, I wanna see him.
This one calling that one, that one calling back.
Now, Major Rawls here is offering a chance...
A .380.
-Yeah, we gotta get with Omar. -Yeah.
Maybe if Mahone was here, I could...
as ruthless a fuck as we have in this department?
That's what all the cigarette burns were about.
They're bringing Bodie home.
Out here on our own, playing the game for ourselves.
-You been waiting for crime lab? -Over an hour.
Three murders, same gun, we got this Barksdale kid right at the scene on the one.
if he can't convict, or if the Barksdale kid doesn't flip...
Fucked up, yo. I mean, damn.
Yo, Strings! This is Dee.
Yeah, as one of his shooters.
-On Tuesday? -Tuesday, yes. Tuesday.
Why don't you just leave me alone, man?
when your shift rotates to night work.
He's lit at 9:00 in the morning?
Either dry yourself out or go up on those rooftops wet.
She was selling on the side.
Sorry about your friend.
When it come to pussy, there ain't no free.
How it's done
We're gonna wait for that cheap-ass, speculating motherfucker...
Get out the way, motherfuckers.