Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Where's your toilets, your heat, your electricity?
- Then let him run for you. - Hang on.
She cold-called McNulty about her son on the jailhouse hanging.
That's it?
feeling like they live in a lamb pen.
Waste of her time as it was mine.
But if you want to be Mayor, or Senator, or Governor one day...
Home, James.
Through the effective use of resources, and increased police presence...
that this administration has failed this community.
He's got a real problem with the school kids there.
- The fuck I look like to you, Chef Boyardee? - Who?
I got something real nice to think about on that long-ass bus ride.
All I'm saying is let's give the guy the same backup he's always given us.
Three years.
- You free tomorrow? - Tomorrow?
Look, they ain't no worse off than when they was all over the map.
That whoever has the right fact at the right moment wins?
from an eight-percent drop in the Western District?
I sent a few of the vics over to the district with Herc.
- Pillow those lips a little bit. - Oh, yeah, hook me up with that.
- Carry-out? Where? - On Woodland.
This is just you talking, right?
Maybe the guy felt bad for us.
Yeah.
at 1440 Propane Road, Falls Church, Virginia.
Your partner there.
Can you believe this?
Gene, this spot I'm telling you about?
We gonna see who got the bigger war chest.
This is fucking cool.
Lots of extraditions.
and at the end, D'Angelo was this close to flipping...
Bit of an asshole.
- Cultivate some self-discipline. - Or whatever.
I was looking for somebody who cared about the kid.
about dropping cash into re-election war chests...
You supposed to be all over that shit, man.
I can get a copy of that for you in the morning.
- You here with them and no one else? - I said that.
Just keep the bitch away from me, you hear me?
Because this kind of variation screams manipulation to me...
- Why? - 'Cause I fucking told you to.