Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You might've heard, we get a few murders here in Baltimore...

Wait for Bailey?

-Send Stinkum up here. -All right.

I am asking you to identify for the record your commanding officer.

And with that thought in mind, I advise you to go immediately into the Major's office...

sometimes we just get backed up.

Same with those pen registers.

-on Tywanda. -Who?

All right, come on.

Yo, you know what, nigger?

I have talked you right out of the shithouse.

and a two-digit add-on to identify the caller, like here, 13.

Still dragging from the whupping Kima put on him.

-Wallace. -Wallace, all right.

She didn't talk long, she said she had to go. Dee was at the door.

Did you see the one Worden got on the Westside?

One, two, three.

Can't let the duty officer see that.

-Right. -She put Dee in for that.

My people are onto one of Omar's boys down at Greek's.

She said he owned a whole mess of stuff.

Guy named Reuben Terry.

-And you? -I ain't gonna lie.

-Thanks, Jay. -No problem.

It's Wee-Bey. We got one.

And when that money run out, they'll come up to you and roll on you...

Fucked you up like a cop should, didn't she?

Look, man, this ain't right. I just spent $1 20 in drinks, $40 in tips.

-I beeped you. -I didn't get it.

When they start thinking like that...

especially since he ain't got no insurance.

Check it out, here he come.

How's this work?

Yeah, sometimes who you are is enough, dog.

Quite a message they're sending.

She even had it out with him in his club one night in front of all the people.

Yeah, motherfuckers. Try to rob me, baby.

But with this, all you gotta do is jump the five button.

We're pulling you up 'cause we got a problem in common.

First, you put a cop in the hospital, damn near kill his ass with that punch.

Bailey, you fucking dope fiend. I'm telling you...

you would think a less enlightened man than myself, cruder man than myself...

to take him outta here and put him in a private nursing home.

Out of the apartment? Why?

He was wearing Kevlar, but it didn't help.

-Major Rawls. -Excellent.

Yeah, that's what we got, too.

-Payday. -Not this Friday.

There goes Scar right there.

the cheese stands alone.