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You gonna look out for me, Sergeant Carver?
All right, 'Naldo, call your amigos and tell them it's on.
So the police won't scope me so easy.
Until I feel chain-of-command down on this
You don't need Sydnor or Doze, either.
He booked on out of here, got his own spot,
giving them work that don't show up on no statewide tests.
That's right.
Can I help you?
Fucking amateurs.
I'll run you home.
Oh, man!
What my ma say when you called?
Get the fuck out of here, now.
we're no closer to him than when I left here two months ago.
What the fuck is this, the lnner Harbor?
I say we mob up and go find this faggot, see?
How you doing, dawg?
Let's start with question number one.
- Make it $20. - There you go.
I never did understand why you stopped eating the pig.
have got the pig figured better than us A.M.E.s.
- Aw, fuck this, man. - Talking about, "lf Jane's father
Do you mean it?
It's late.
What the fuck do you think you're doing now?
You need to get your people into those houses because if there are
I just dreamt something gave me an idea today.
fucking dogshit and smelling-ass nigger.
There's three weeks left in the year,
All right. All right, listen up.
It's Sergeant Carver.
- I'm just looking to get up with him. - You ain't alone.
Sorry. It's just taking a little longer than we expected.
Like when you tickle your partner.
- So go over Landsman's head. - Mm, Jimmy, that's you--
What he done got him locked up--
Sometimes life just gives you a moment, huh?
scale back scale back
And this is one drug organization you think did this?
Stalk that nigger, man, that stole your shit.
You promise? You got my back, huh?!
And he's still walking around?
- to remove tenured faculty for cause. - Ouch.
No teacher layoffs, no program cuts, no school closures.
They cleaned the motherfucker out, Joe,
I got your word. Some real money to be made on this one, huh?
Really? I went light on him for that car stop.
"We don't throw red up on that board voluntarily."
- Come on, I'll suck your dick for $15. - Trick-ass bitch, I said get.
Yeah, they beating a cop over here on Pennsie and Gold.
Blow on my mike and make a wish.
- Yeah. - Soon as he nod out,
Fine. So what's our next move?