Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

They're still vialing up.
They got light-weights, wireless micro-recorders.
Pretty much comes up out of nowhere.
Shit, you married to the needle, boy.
So, we backed away and waited for something to happen.
It's fucking embarrassing.
Are you saying that you know definitely that this man was not killed...
-Ain't nothing here. -Where it at, man?
And she is the go-get-shit-done piece.
So you write everything down?
Hurry up, take them around.
Have a nice fucking day.
McNulty and the girl...
I'm putting my men in the jackpot.
Nigger, it ain't even 9:00, and you fiending on it.
Blue-tops, blue-tops.
I got a few questions I wanna ask you, Mack.
-So? -So, nothing, man.
You can't tell me this shit can't get done without people beating on each other...
And two of ours were injured as well.
We'll be doing even better when we get that new package.
Why do you give a shit?
until it clears the courthouse.
you don't get no product from nobody that matters.
Where is that?
You feel me? We got to come back on them.
DEA has a couple of pages on him from NADDIS entries.
You know, you and l, we think as one. We're like two horses together in a harness.
-That, too. -You looked at Daniels specifically?
What, so I'm a dog now?
This guy's got the Westside projects locked up.
-What? -What was that?
I know you ain't got no problem with the shoes, fucked up as they are.
Not if we bring in some arrests...
To hell with the company.
Drugs, weapons, assault...
Just as well. I'll give them the news tomorrow.
$5 make you a gallant motherfucker, right there, boy.
Shitbirds throwing dirt at good police.
That ain't gonna play.
Everything stays who he is...
"Avon Barksdale.
Yeah, but chess is a better game.
No, we haven't.
Then why would I remember you?
Got bluesky? Looking for bluesky.
The buys we made, they don't even go past the courtyards.