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00:55:03
Idris Elba, Lance Reddick, Sonja Sohn, Dominic West, John Doman, Wendell Pierce, Seth Gilliam, Domenick Lombardozzi, Clarke Peters, Andre Royo, Michael Kenneth Williams, Jim True-Frost, Frankie Faison, Corey Parker Robinso, Delaney Williams, J.D. Williams, Wood Harris
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Eight-tracks? Victrolas? That fucking department's a joke.
Might spike that shit with some procaine or some caffeine, but otherwise the same.
How do you clone a beeper?
What, for these junkie motherfucker?
get these fiend agitated.
The customer be fucked up. You can't give these nigger shit, man.
Keep your jab moving.
People's idea of police brutality is whenever we win a fight.
Probable cause, coupled with an exhaustion argument.
These are the pawn. They're like the soldiers.
And that fucker's still the Supervisor for Narcotics.
Can we do that without a subpoena to the pager company?
A couple of felony warrants, a little dope on the table.
Dog, stash don't move, man.
Bunk, shame on you, lad.
whatever tactic led you to send three plainclothes officers...
"I can't jump out with my unit because my tummy hurts."
If McNulty's planning any more bullshit like that...
All of them mope in bracelets and not one of them named Osama.
He had his juvenile record expunge, so there's no photo there either.
I don't know, Sydnor, the way you twirl around...
And two of ours were injure as well.
That shit been pawn off, if you for real.
-Why has it got to be that way with this? -'Cause they dope fiends.
I ain't showered in two days, I ain't shave in four.
I owe you...
"Educated Baltimore city schools."
They didn't want to go to lnternal Affairs. That office leak like a sieve.
Have your torn cammies by Versace...
-You know, that it might bring him around. -I understand he mess up here.
he's dug in.
I'm defend my own people here, that's all.
Barksdale's never been arrest as an adult...
I screw up.
was involve in a street dispute.
-How I'm suppose to treat him? -I don't know.
Major, I'm a fifth wheel on a car that's going nowhere.
We got to get with the feds somehow.
any direction he damn choose, 'cause he's the king.
Ain't we supposed to go off somewhere and fire this shit up?
Are you saying that you know definitely that this man was not killed...
This shit right here, Dee, it's forever.
Yes, they're buying twice as much and only getting half as high.
If you'd been here earlier, you'd have seen a beating.
alone, working your post.
It's fucking embarrassing.
Might spike that shit with some procaine or some caffeine, but otherwise the same.
They move like this, one space forward only...
Re-up's late.
Soon enough.
Soon enough.
-Yeah, later. -Later?
Yes, they're buying twice as much and only getting half as high.
Look at them, they still buying it, though.
on three shifts hounding you every goddamned day.
taking meticulous notes, trying to run down a few new leads.
They're intimidated, physically.
two new unmarked units, and a surveillance van.
$5 make you a gallant motherfucker, right there, boy.
Addresses undetermined, of course.
It's fucking embarrassing.
She's smart and she's fierce.
Yeah, here's this vague CI information...
You've got to show the judge that other investigative methods have failed.
in an unrelated case that concluded weeks ago.
Reports to the contrary are without factual merit.
-That was inspiring. -I'm a leader of men.
What Major Valchek means to say is that he's grateful that you...
All right. What about them little bald-headed bitches right there?
A couple of lightweight body mikes. Wireless, remote taping capability.
You supposed to be steady for him. But where you at?
Right now, I am one ripe, nasty son of a bitch.