Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's a ground ball down the right-field line.
What about Sterling?
I'm charging three murders.
So we gotta be out there on those rooftops for hours...
You got a witness that puts D'Angelo Barksdale...
But we're not up in time, are we?
What I do, I do, straight like that.
I'm asking as a favor.
In back, fucknuts.
No woman takes that long.
Avon Barksdale changes up his pattern, and the wiretap dies.
watching these assholes talk on the phone?
-You never cook. -Yeah, cooking sucks, too.
For copper that isn't stolen.
she want a house, she want a car, she wants some new clothes, a necklace...
We're up on the wire. We're starting to pull good information.
Yeah.
-One of ours on the line. -Got him.
-For my aunt, she hit the Match Four. -You stealing from me, Cass?
to a pager we know is Stringer Bell's.
I don't scare
Pending a hearing on these charges to be scheduled within six months...
Greggs said to tell you she'd write it up in the morning.
You'll get the lines on the other two payphones tomorrow.
Yeah, he liked to play the pinball games to death.
-Oh, my bad, yeah. -You need to keep your fucking head, boy.
I can't tell you how to run your case, I can only run my own.
-Bring 22. -22.
Just throw us what you can.
It's messed up, all right?
Iike good old-fashioned cops and pound some Budweiser.
Then, before the drywall get up...
Yo, where's breakfast at?
He's gonna charge murders he can't prove just to get the stats?
My plan, Bubs.
All that time I was resting, it got me thinking. It got good to me, too.
you take some kid, you play it the safest way you can.
You're up till you catch one, then you step down, work it for a while...
-I got a plan, too. -What?
He's been trying to put the brakes on this for weeks now.
-No, I was messed up. -Anything else you'd like to add?
Detective, this right here, this is the job.
-Who? -Brandon, my boy.
Fuck him up somewhere else, dump him here for all to see.