Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-It's fucked up. -Yes, it is.

A case goes from red to black by way of green, Lieutenant.

That'll catch you a bullet for a half-dozen reasons.

It's Greggs. Get me the lieutenant.

You want me in, McNulty? I thought you said you wanted me in.

Listen to me, you don't say anything... you don't do anything, you don't write anything.

We get paid either way. And it's not like you did anything real bad...

They gotta send a cold message to everyone in the Terrace.

Savino, Peanut....

But he's one of the boys they use in the stairwell.

But that wasn't enough. It's not enough to beat the murder.

-None sustained. -But all of them true.

What the fuck is that?

Photo was from Bunk's desk.

We bring this business to the deputy first, we got a shot.

and if you don't get a story straight by then...

I think you can leverage the Deputy Ops with a phone call.

-The defense never rests. -Shame on you, McNulty.

Hey, D'Angelo. You better bend the fuck over.

He made you fear for your safety and that of your fellow officers.

Can't say but a fucking word or two.

-You think the man got paid? -Who?

-No. -Yes, you did.

-We don't want to go public. -No?

You picked that shit up off the ground, so don't be trying to put shit on me.

If you don't push hard enough, and there's no arrest, you'll be blamed for that, too.

I thought you heard what the jury had to say.

Then they cried about how the kids ain't doing so good.

'cause they lost their mama some years ago...

You might want to run tag and title on these two trucks.

Let's understand each other. I'm not Western District.

I was just showing Carv how my trigger pull is light, you know.

I asked him not to say anything publicly.

at 2:00 in the morning to conduct field interviews?

You ain't gonna put that one on me. He a witness.

because I don't care about a possession charge.

you'll be blamed for it.

-You got the deputy's ear? -On this case, I do.

thinking up some shit to make money for the real players.

Bubbles does not forget a face.

You wanna come to me? I know you tryin' to come to me.

Look, take Pryzbylewski back.

No one's gonna miss that motherfucker.

All right, Dee.

cold-cocked him with the butt-end of a pistol.