Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I used to be...
He might.
They had a smoker out the other day though.
Trying to treat her with a little respect, and this is the way you do me?
-It's one of the young 'uns, I think. -One down, two to go, right?
Our number.
5-0, gotta go. Whoa, man, get out the way!
and accurate to the best of your knowledge?
with what they fuckin' pass as work down here.
-Number 80? -Yeah, I'm on him.
That's two?
-You see Saturday's 24s? -Sunday morning.
Go tell Sterling to be ready for it.
What?
You wanna run Bubs back downtown, I'll sit here and wait for you.
39 casings on the scene, from three different guns.
You never figured on this, did you?
-Yo, Poot. -Yeah, l--
-Come here, man. -What's happening?
those are for patrons who made reservations.
5-0. Comin' up!
Brought you something.
Acting like we belong down here, know what I'm saying?
You try dealing with all these bitches and their problems for a few days.
Sorry I'm late.
I keep telling her, man, we can't show this legit money yet, man...
All right, now y'all gonna be here, right?
Snitchin' just rubs me wrong.
You got a Johnny Weeks up in here?
Yo, come on, Omar's coming, man!
Word is he dropped a workin' man.
Same frequency as the one carried by D'Angelo Barksdale.
It's been a little hectic down here, right, cuz?
Five-O comin’
No.
Clearly, they're not as dedicated as you two detectives.
I need you to get them phone lines up out that house.
Says he plays.
Ain't no math to it. It's just...
a man like that, not me, but a man like that, he just might call you a cunt.
"I'm a Viking, homes."
If you do happen to take a charge though...
One of the ones that robbed us. That light-skinned boy.
ICL investigators
Just once, I wish they'd use the right number.
I put the police on their ass.