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we're looking into the possibility that Mr. Gant...
in an unrelated case that concluded weeks ago.
Yeah, everything.
It's a career case.
Yeah, man, this weak-ass stepped-on shit we got out here...
Lieutenant.
You could stand to lose about 20 pounds, some yellow in your teeth...
killing each other, doing each other like dogs.
That's the only Avon Barksdale in the housing department files.
I got police work to do.
-Omar? -Omar, that's the name I heard.
Excuse me for giving a shit...
And you can't even tell me shit about who they was.
Goddamn right. They were fucking shooting at us out there.
Do you still want me to answer?
What Major Valchek means to say is that he's grateful that you...
-Fuck-up that he is. -He should be off the street.
Keep on with some of your shit, you just might find out.
The more tore down you look, the better.
If I wear this on a warm day, they're gonna know.
Yeah, let's get the fuck out of here.
No.
Yeah, DEA got those.
You want something from carry-out?
Major, I'm a fifth wheel on a car that's going nowhere.
Plus, you need manpower...
-Most women aren't getting out of that car. -Right.
Christ.
That shit been pawned off, if you for real.
Y'all got any testers, man?
Now if a pawn...
I don't know.
A woman wants to get even, there's something extra there.
Maybe he goes to Atlantic City. Seriously.
who claimed to know him way back when.
Get down, get the fuck down, motherfucker.
Mike is 8, Sean's 10.
$22,000 or $24,000, give or take.
No?
The shit is weak, we're gonna sell twice as much.
whatever tactic led you to send three plainclothes officers...
-Am I correct, Detective Greggs? -Yeah.
Behind the board.