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are among the poorest in our city.

What's in the wire?

it demands that we say "Enough."

Look, he came to me and said we could sell drugs if we move down to Vincent Street.

I figure the Mayor's trying to find a way to shut it down to make it look like...

- Marlo Stanfield? - The heir apparent.

This is more important than who knew what when, or who falls on his sword or...

- What if the man happens to be right? - Legalizing drugs?

- How about the crime lab? - Can he get enough oxygen here?

All this beef over a couple of fucking corners.

I hope you listening 'cause I'm trying to school you here.

Who in fuck was I chasing?

Do you want to come inside for a drink?

whether someone can use this disaster to make a political point or two.

and you sent me packing.

So, a hit. Drug related.

- Hey, Bunk. - Hey, Freamon.

- I called for QRT. - You ain't heard?

COMSTAT tomorrow.

But harm reduction?

Well, she'll call when she gets the message.

- Thank you. - Thanks.

That doesn't make sense.

It's Andy Kraw's big adventure.

- Police! - Police! Police!

Maybe even conspiracy to murder.

Look, any man still standing at the end of a round, you can't call him soft.

Bosses went crazy, huh?

- I'm clean, man. - Get down!

I need more, Jimmy.

and allowed us to delay our response accordingly.

- Bounce it back on who? - Marlo, boss.

- Day to day, I am. - Because I was thinking, maybe...

You bend over for us or, I swear to God, I will spend what's left of my career...

Stop right there! Stop!

More than that.

Including Barksdale, Sydnor counted 10 in and none coming out...

This is from Major Colvin's CI? What's the corroboration?

Fuck You Kenyatta!

- You're sure of this? - Maybe that explains the murder.

We can't take your EOD away, but you're not going out on a major's pay.

- I guess I finished something today. - A case?

We needed the time to conclude an ongoing investigation...

How's your family take it?

- That's a hell of a tip. - Shit.