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I screwed up, sir.

knowing that it might lead to who knows what else...

Deputy, always a pleasure.

I wonder what you gotta do to get thrown off this police force.

They be out of the game early.

You got $20,000, Dee, coming into your shop...

-Get your vest on. -No.

Shame on ya, lad.

-Cops are dogs. -Yeah.

As if you give a shit.

and he used to box Golden Gloves when he was younger.

Keep him off the streets...

Scratch together everything we got from the hand-to-hands...

A couple of felony warrants A little shirts on the table

-Baltimore. -I know Baltimore, but, like, where?

-throwing us around and shit. -Shit, man.

-Where you from? -Right here.

And that fucker's still the Supervisor for Narcotics.

And they like the front lines. They be out in the field.

What the fuck you looking at me for?

How old are your kids?

on the youth was unprovoked.

Thanks, have a nice day.

All right, so...

I don't know, Sydnor, the way you twirling around...

I've been working drugs for the Bureau since '98.

Officer Pryzbylewski be placed on administrative leave.

You think 5-0 would care about niggers getting high?

You want to be remembered, you going about it the wrong way here.

You want to know if a fiend is for real...

But I'm talking about some old straight-out-of-the-academy-type scared...

-Why has it got to be that way with this? -'Cause they dope fiends.

There's nothing you can do, except pound out some probable cause.

Okay, then, we'll wait on the grand jury.

But he's trying to get your king, too, so you gotta protect it.

You doing good out there, Dee.

No cars in his name, no driver's license.

But is there any other fucking way to police?

And to compensate, Southeastern is sending you...

And like I said, the queen ain't no bitch.

Now, look at this piece of shit.

-What? -That's what I need to know.

And since it's been in the press about the witness--

extended your support on behalf of Officer Pryzbylewski.