Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I don't mean to be picky with you about this...
double up on the head-knocking and corner-clearing.
Well...
- Shit, they sent me to you, George. - What the fuck can I tell you?
It's appreciated, you know.
What makes me think you ain't?
Well, you telling me nobody in this department know...
Officer. Excuse me, Officer.
than on the whole goddamn squad. That is, till he scuffed himself up.
...by the use of integrated math concepts such as algebraic reasoning...
and ain't got shit to show for it.
Meeting adjourned.
Now, once again, from the data...
- I hear the WMD is the bomb. - WMD. Right here.
They say...
With that said, then, the first thing is to get you enrolled in a GED program.
I ain't gonna bang nobody.
You see if it don't work out the way I say.
I remember this. Sixth grade.
or you stash that shit in the phone booth?
- Yo, mister. - Yo.
They turn your money against you.
Little man, up on B tier, one of his boys in the dormitory...
Yeah, of course I'm clean.
And while you're bucking the new system, the smart ones among you...
Bring as many as you can in your cars.
- Marlo making a move? - Just watch.
and you're watching that house for nothing.
scrimping and scraping, killing each other on the corner on some bullshit.
in certain spots, and the police won't bother us.
We'll help, but it's gonna be your sweat.
- Anything I can do to help, you know. - I ain't seen you around the way.
They get comfortable with it pretty quick.
Right here.
- We call him Dennis. He's not new. - Okay, how are you doing with him?
I mean, you don't know it, but these are hard times in a hard land.
I'm sorry. You know, I came straight from work, or I'd have changed.
You gonna bang Burrell and the state's attorney then?
- Go on, nigga, hit this shit. - No, man, I gotta drop urine tomorrow.
Yo, wipe your nose, yo.
Mr. McNulty.
Hey, slow up, girlfriend, we need to talk for a minute.