Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Sterling and Cass?

Ding! Round three.

-Rubbing them down, huh? -Yeah.

-Got laid last night, that's why. -Oh, yeah? Your asshole still hurting?

Now, when you came downtown to CID, what kind of work were you expecting?

So why didn't you pay us?

Yeah, I remember that. But it ain't like that, is it?

They use codes that hide their pager and phone numbers.

Call Jimmy, let him know.

we roll Little Boy Barksdale into Big Boy Barksdale...

Beyond that, he walked away from a JSA facility.

If you ain't got dreams, Bubs, what the fuck you got?

Unmonitored. We can't listen to a conversation on an unmonitored payphone.

-All right. -How you doing with that other thing?

It's like he's looking out, like he sees everything, you know?

Damn, for real?

My firm is making it a priority to identify a number of city youths...

We're still waiting on a lab unit. Do you have an ETA?

for any monitoring calls. She's on a fixed income, Your Honor.

-Yo. -What up, man?

-Stabbed, beaten, burned. -Jesus.

Well, Lieutenant, l....

to D'Angelo Barksdale's, giving him the number of a pay phone.

Like you and that girl, huh?

You wanted to see me, Major?

FormsController don't scare

You could go to Foerster, or the Deputy Ops.

Omar don't scare.

-"Home monitoring"? -Yeah, man.

-Fuck. -What, are you trying to kill me, man?

How do you log that non-pertinent?

Don't think about it.

Detective, this right here, this is the job.

The whole blessed project saw that much.

So he told me to punk you all for a little while.

Are you kidding me?

We work murder cases here, as they come in, one at a fucking time.

He's gonna be down on Crescent, looking out for a while. Cassandra, too.

Bad time for you all?

64-Charlie to Central K.

He runs any kind of game at all, I want to know.

Mistakes lower the unit-wide clearance rate.

The murder warrant's on hold.

Took off a stash house last month. My guy, Barksdale, is coming back on them.

Looks just like you.