Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You ain't got no informants on the dock?
Maybe we could just go for a cup of coffee and talk, you know?
Boy got to find his own way.
What now?
Every move on a ship, we wrote it down.
-Yeah, you working with them? -Sort of, I fished her out.
A bomb or some shit?
Homicide's not the place to sprawl a case, Lieutenant.
It's a temporary posting. Rawls gets you back at the end of the run.
I kind of feel like it's on me to find her people.
We keep the undocumenteds out of gen pop.
You go over to the expressway at lunchtime...
Exactly.
You're saying that's what happened to the can...
About them girls in the can.
Short of that, they're going back the fuck where they came from.
Here. Stick that on that thing there, will you?
You're detailed temporarily.
even though you been playing cold with your uncle.
He's got a weenie in his hand.
Give something to him and his girl. I don't know, show them we got a plan.
You people lack for personal growth, you know that?
he put that goddamn shotgun in my face, man.
Cool Lester smooth.
That's how they do.
We looked into that.
and even though, you know, it didn't get to where he might have wanted it...
10-4, on 6.
Thing is, String, what happened happened, you know what I mean?
I can't have him on the stand looking like that.
I mean, besides, if I don't get some money soon...
12-08.
They thinking about how they can do for you.
with Terrell being sick and all....
on the union hall phones.
I hope you guys are taking notes.
They don't scare, them guys.
What's up, man? You got that Death Grip.
we got 160 boxes missing off the Patapsco terminal alone?
and we can share information.
You did good. Who knows?
Your people were just here, asking for a trace on the can.
Me and Bunk Moreland were fucking with this guy last week...
Rawls, Landsman...