Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He just landed.
You know, with Bell gone...
Thanks for the cover last night.
No. She's not.
Here.
Well, as you just heard...
What?
Major.
Look, if you don't exist, what happens here?
Well, fuck that. What about if they open up on us?
cop a little something, ain't nary a soul hassle him.
Not at all.
But, gentlemen, what we can't forgive...
- Hope to see you all then. - All right.
I just wanted you to know that last tip you gave me was a winner.
a man got to keep one eye on the ground, pick up what he find, feel me?
Come on, Avon. Enough with this shit. Open the fucking door.
I couldn't fix it. I tried.
- You can prove that? - Ask him. He know.
- You mean entrapment? - Kid's got a point.
which means the war's gonna ratchet up, no question.
the Royce administration is simply bankrupt.
But it's better for me if I do something else.
Open it.
in his opposition to what Major Colvin did.
This city's going to hell, man.
What the fuck you all standing around for? Man, get to work.
- Emergency room? - No, no hospital reports.
the poor, the sick, the swollen underclass of our city trapped...
if you will do me the honor...
sitting on the back of that ambo.
What part of "bend over" didn't you understand?
Let's go.
Come on, Tommy.
But they've been doing street rips for so long now, I don't think a high-level exists.
You're kidding me.
- Any trauma? - Can't tell for sure with all the rat bites.
Yeah, I spoke to her about 10 minutes ago.
more and more of the life from our city.
Come on, people, work with me on this thing!
and if this disaster demands anything of us as a city...
Like, know what I mean?
It being your town, I trust you to do it proper.
What the fuck was I thinking?
- How'd he take it? - Like Stringer was kin.