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And that's just the ones with West Side addresses.
No, but you call the personnel office...
It's Friday gentlemen Productivity will not save you
Because.
Look, the great white deputy has spoken.
We keep the lid on tight. You know, they know we're not their friends...
with the reduction that matches just what we promised the Mayor.
His shit was as weak as ours, no question.
You know why?
You're still not connecting the dots, Marvin.
Shit, me? I'm going to 12-hour shifts on the weekend, man.
I want an investigative strategy mapped up by week's end.
- It's a murder, Bunk. - The word from upstairs...
They can't take away your E.O. D, Marvin.
Make it quick, Tommy.
Don't matter to me none if they did.
We're gonna be all over that motherfucker, till the bitch hit the ground.
Another one from charm city It's still true today
Demper's always been a hack.
He was called.
The delegate, he can smell those paint cans.
You out the game, then?
Kintel Williamson, who the fuck?
Shit, shit, get down, get down.
For Christ's sake...
Don't look at me.
Gone out County way.
- It's Councilman Carcetti. - Hold, please.
Lieutenant Daniels exemplified this new spirit just the other day.
The new city editor wants a 40-inch weekender on liquor board reform.
Homicide rate's climbing, felonies are up, we got patrol vacancies out the ass.
But in the Western, what do I get from a veteran commander?
The way it turned out, they the ones that fucked up.
don't make me your shovel.
"were effecting pursuit and arrest of aforementioned suspects."
You go away for a year and the whole world changes up.
- You called my desk looking for me? - Yes, I did. Come on in. Grab a chair.
- Yeah, they feeling it now. - They protecting the fuck out of it, too.
and he's never had a single one of his goo-goo bills pass the committee.
Agg assault with a two-by-four? I don't think so.
And I'm like, "Nigga, if you want to sell me a new car...
"You know, this don't go through, I'm torched...
It all tells me that you lack a fucking clue.
You read the paper? I look like shit.
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Jesus!
- He don't look like much. - He's dropping bodies.
I was directed to delay that class.
- What? - Look, we're real busy.
I swear, I'm sick of all of this, man.
"and I'm going to be back in that hardware store, mixing paint."
Ain't nobody got nothing to say about a 40-degree day.
You think there's some paper? Something the Mayor signed?
I don't care how many years you have on this job.
He took a lot of hot corners and cooled them.