Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You didn't have to take a detour in Camden...

You give him my love.

How fast you need this?

But then that's just me.

You fished them out east of the bridge. That's Baltimore County. They are their stat.

Considering the scope of Mr. Barksdale's operation...

Hey, come on, now.

-The fuck you ain't wake me up for? -Just getting up now, fuck-face?

Jesus H. Christ, you know what? All hands starboard.

If white boys wanna sell drugs in Baltimore, they have to make different laws for it...

What can I tell you?

"Four, Right rear." It says that.

No, you’re wrong

-Let me know what? -You're fucking whipped.

They got the times right?

maybe assets forfeiture or something like that.

So where do we find Omar?

Boris and Natasha?

What the fuck is going on today, man?

it's definitely somewhere in the stacks.

God damn it, Ziggy.

Like anyone from the Checkers Local ever used anything but a real pencil.

Case goes to trial in a month. Got to start prepping it this week.

Fucking white boys, I love them. I fucking love them.

-Legs are broke, though. -Probably a jumper from the bridge.

Doc Frazier posted her today. Blunt-force trauma to the head and chest.

-Christ, them wooden shovels. -Yeah.

Well, if it isn't Barnacle Bill, the sailor.

-You never saw him out the car? -No.

-I can match it. -Offerings are confidential, Stan.

And except for that thing with the Grand Jury...

I'm done rolling around the gutter. I am inside now.