Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What time y'all meeting?

Tell him to hold. Go ahead, Gene.

renegade Police Commander takes it on himself to...

I might be untouchable on this. Now, look, we need to think.

with the pressure that my Commanders were getting from City Hall.

- I've heard enough. - Hold on, Coleman.

But this here is some assassination shit...

Whitey sale, whitey sale.

Then I'll wait to hear from you.

There's all sorts of levels.

half of them, they's just playing gangster.

for the torture of a young boy who was close to Mr. Little's heart.

If we play it right.

then turn around and drive back down to DC.

Yeah, your information's good.

Punching yourself in the chest looking all mad and shit.

But if we enforce the drug laws everywhere else in the city...

All right? Now look at this.

And Stryker said...

Assuming Stringer Bell is the man, now we wait for the return call.

I missed you, too, I guess.

When the story breaks, the ministers will surely be against you.

to the shift and sector supervisors.

Look, man, I ain't involved.

You crazy, nigga? How much money you talking about?

But on the heart side? You did good.

Sullivan, minor irritations.

Shoot, you know what I'm saying, man.

- Yo. I need some face time with the man. - Hold on, I'll holler back at you, man.

When I slow down, or when I take a minute to think about it, I...

- Stringer Bell, that's him. - There it is.

It's a good one.

Shoot, my momma hit me harder than that. I still got a chance, he getting tired.

But I'm trying to put together a select group of people, right?

That's good, that's good.

Or settle this once and forever.

And most of the City Council will be walking sideways...

Yeah, no doubt, bro.

- I said, "What the fuck?" - He was on your ass like Carl Lewis.

Yeah, but for how long? He could toss that burner at any moment.

Justin, come here.