Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You'll get the lines on the other two payphones tomorrow.
-No, I was messed up. -Anything else you'd like to add?
-Oh, my bad, yeah. -You need to keep your fucking head, boy.
It's a ground ball down the right-field line.
Then, before the drywall get up...
-For my aunt, she hit the Match Four. -You stealing from me, Cass?
Pending a hearing on these charges to be scheduled within six months...
Greggs said to tell you she'd write it up in the morning.
you take some kid, you play it the safest way you can.
We're up on the wire. We're starting to pull good information.
Iike good old-fashioned cops and pound some Budweiser.
All that time I was resting, it got me thinking. It got good to me, too.
You got a witness that puts D'Angelo Barksdale...
-Who? -Brandon, my boy.
Yeah, he liked to play the pinball games to death.
You're up till you catch one, then you step down, work it for a while...
I don't scare
No woman takes that long.
Just throw us what you can.
My plan, Bubs.
I'm charging three murders.
watching these assholes talk on the phone?
Fuck him up somewhere else, dump him here for all to see.
-Bring 22. -22.
she want a house, she want a car, she wants some new clothes, a necklace...
Yeah.
Detective, this right here, this is the job.
What about Sterling?
What I do, I do, straight like that.
Avon Barksdale changes up his pattern, and the wiretap dies.
It's messed up, all right?
He's been trying to put the brakes on this for weeks now.
In back, fucknuts.
He's gonna charge murders he can't prove just to get the stats?
to a pager we know is Stringer Bell's.
-You never cook. -Yeah, cooking sucks, too.
But we're not up in time, are we?
I can't tell you how to run your case, I can only run my own.
I'm asking as a favor.
-I got a plan, too. -What?
So we gotta be out there on those rooftops for hours...
-One of ours on the line. -Got him.
For copper that isn't stolen.
Yo, where's breakfast at?