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Because if Major Rawls is right...
-The work we've already done-- -Look...
in the charging documents, and Avon Barksdale is gonna change up.
-What would be enough, then? -Eyeball witness.
But if someone gets it into his head to leave the rotation...
You heard?
Fuck, man.
the city homicide commander out of three murders...
I know you want to go to wherever it is you lay your head...
I just call them like I see them, Lieutenant.
You up to this?
That's the worst case of suicide I've ever seen.
Oh, yeah, you know, ain't no surprises yet.
-You wouldn't be wrong. -No, you wouldn't.
Cool. Whatever...
-I'm your man. -You saw the murder?
McNulty does personal business on the clock, I want to know.
-Why you wanna change up, then? -Nigger, I gotta explain shit to you now?
-I'm all right with that if you are. -I ain't walk away from nowhere, man.
Enough.
no. Sorry.
Yes, sir.
And you ain't afraid to go into court...
Johnny had a plan.
What's up? What you need?
-Little late in the month for this shit, isn't it? -What you mean?
-Narcos? -No, rollies.
So we bring the Barksdale kid in...
Y'all know what happens if you don't go to school?
For another, he's looking for you, Omar.
Here, man. You get two.
He does no wrong?
He fight, but you arrest.
If they moved around, then nobody would have problems.
Pay it back, Omar. Pay it back.
But it ain't about no hiding forever.
See who was still holding money at the end of the week.
Just sell the shit and move on.
Take the whole roll and do something nice for your girl.
The fact is that while Lt. Daniels and his merry band are lost in the swamps...
that can go to hurting him, too.
What you got here is an honest day's work for an honest day's pay. Right, Lavelle?
-Stinkum's too, I'm pretty sure. -Very sweet.
If I tell them, what you think they're going to do?
If he gives it up to Rawls, then fuck it, we were never gonna do the case anyway.
-A gun alone ain't enough. -Oh, no?
The Deputy gave us another month.