Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You Honor, my client stands ready to acknowledge...
It cost you?
Johnny got it.
Twice in Carv's handwriting, twice it was Prez, once it was McNulty.
And Bird worked for Avon?
3 gunshots to the back of the head.... Worst case of suicide I've ever seen!
Is he one of yours?
-Okay. -Okay, what?
Pål You are a reasonable guy
You've had him in the box twice before. He's gonna go for less the third time.
then he will be just as right a month from now.
I'm trying to build something here. Rawls just sticks a finger in my eye.
If you ask questions before you start wildin' on niggers, you might save some trouble.
In that state, Your Honor...
What's up, man, you know...
You ain't bright, man.
We're a little like you, Omar.
then it's too late to do anything else.
Can I ask how this young man is able to afford not one...
He's on you.
Yeah, y'all being heard.
Rawls finally got around to reading the office reports that McNulty tried to give him.
That's him, right there.
Profiling!
Been working on this one.
Don't wander off.
-Hey, it was getting good. -It's unmonitored.
Was they snitching?
They're going to take a baseball bat to Sterling. Cassandra, too.
A .380 from Austria or Australia. Something like that.
Yo, we're gonna take off on the copper house.
He knows you don't have a viable prosecution...
-Yeah. -Yeah, you hit me?
You ain't gonna find nothing, because I didn't do nothing!
See how it goes? So I ain't got shit. I ain't got it.
-Where'd they go? -Who?
I need help. Rawls ranks me.
An address, a street.
Wallace, you're gonna be on the stash now with Latroy and Peaches.
-Which one? -The fool, drop in there with a punch.
I gotta go, can you cash me out?
Just catch us tomorrow, man.
and Bird.
We're up on some phones. If I hear anything, I'll let you know.
Copper house. Gracious.
-Copper house, yo. -Was the shit.
some pocket change, a trip to the shore, she want a credit card with her name on it.
My mama always said: "Don't let them get to cooking.
sir...
So the word is out about these stick-up boys, right?
You do have a girl, right?
-You promised we'd eat lasagna. -So we'll go to Little ltaly.
7:56 Tuesday night, you had an incoming call...
Some kind of corroboration for what you're telling me here.
I'm putting the respondent on home monitoring with his grandmother.
Where's mine?
All right. Later.
Shit!
Hold on.