Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And if you followed directions, you wouldn't be.
-Same deal, same rate. -All right. Who's driving?
Ain't never gonna be what it was.
I didn't care.
First day they give me in two weeks.
Shit.
What's up with the girl? She come off the bridge or what?
Yeah, but you know how much money you're gonna spend...
and carry fucking railroad cars on their backs.
-More than one engine, right? -Probably an electrical problem.
She wants to start doing preliminaries on our witnesses.
-Yeah? -Dumb as a box of rocks.
Just tell me if they went higher than $4,000.
It's the Atlantic Light. Ain't due until this afternoon.
How are you? Good?
-Beth Steel? -In the shipyards there, yeah.
But if the possibility exists, however unlikely...
I knew Rawls was pissed, I didn't know how pissed.
-Harbormaster? -No, City Police.
And sometimes you wonder how it is you got caught in the first place.
You want the property, do the paperwork.
He says she's dead before she hits the water.
-Pretty, though. -She is, yeah.
You know he's gonna pull out his dick, right?
-You feel me? -Nat, calm the fuck down.
Best I can offer you is a tow line.
You missed the defense wounds?
What did you just say? No, you didn't just say that.
But, you know, where you boys hail from, I'm sure any old breakfast link will do.
I broke down all their stories and they came back clean.
Frank Sobotka has that kind of money?
-Affirmative action. -Leave no white man behind.
I'm here since 8:00. You know I been here since 8:00.
-and Tweety Bird here lost the can. -It ain't lost.
I mean, with this Barksdale thing...
I can't tell the aft from the stern.
Maybe a couple cans of vodka, maybe a whole container ship.
-That's Frank's kid? -Yeah.
We need to see something happen with the C&D Canal...
She's all right. I like her.
That reminds me. Landsman wants his $10.
Lieutenant, those two bags could be anywhere in this damn basement.
Three and a half inches of hard blue steel!
Couple luxury sedans, some color TVs, wide-screen.
-You're not a mechanic, are you? -Me? No.
You going down to see the Greek, right?
Can't have no sparks when you working grain.
He's in the Union, you know.
I think you're gonna take the Sergeant's Exam next month.
-Zig, these guys are real. -What, I ain't real?
McNulty.
I'm gonna fuck him up.
-Well, he's not to starboard. -That's port, fool.
-Fuck me. -...that's of an entirely different breed....
It's there whenever they want it.