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00:59:09
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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The red hair, freckle....
-But a stone fucking whodunit? -That's not a fair assessment, Major.
that you left our little interrogation here without any more scuff marks...
Maybe your ass just ran a stop or had a taillight out or some shit like--
Fucking charmer, this one.
You sit here looking at beeper messages for five hours at a time?
T-H-E-N is an adverb used to divide and measure time.
-Move, motherfucker. -White man walking!
Hep C and whatnot knocking down walls and kicking out windows in my liver.
a couple of Westside laundromat, a triple-A rated towing company...
of mediocrity and indifference.
Your professional demeanor and your overall competence...
No, they got a bullpen this year.
We're working with informant. As soon as we get something, we jump.
of mediocrity and indifference.
What's your DOB?
a funeral parlor.
and Latrobe Tower dialect, but I haven't quite mastered...
-Madame Laurie? -You scoff?
We shove off this morning.
plead to possession and agrees to probation...
And there are assets to be seize, stuff that fronts for the drug money.
That was drastic stuff. Everybody was nod off.
We snatch the runner, stick a hook in him and go back fishing.
Truck, I ditch that shit up off Cold Spring Lane, man.
See, 'cause you could've haul me out of the garage...
I don't even fucking remember this one. I swear I don't.
Thing is, I feel like I owe you something here.
Okay, if you pretend my partner here is the victim...
Low man scrap, yo. He all the way down.
Okay, he bounce over to drug court...
"Gold Coast slave ship bound for cotton fields...
Don't get it twist, I do some dirt, too...
Prayed for his killer with the knife still in him.
and when we are wrong, promptly admit it.
After you drag me to the Sugar Hill Tavern, remember?
and when we are wrong, promptly admit it.
Stash-finding motherfuckers popped the package from nowhere.
Bird trifling, basically. He killed an everyday working man and all.
partly sunny, windy and warm with a chance of thunderstorms...
I got somewhere I gotta be. Cover me with Daniels, will you?
Yeah, definitely my turn. You had me down at the B&O the other night.
-Now, they running up on Stink. -My crew, we tight.
No doubt.
I got no cell phones, no house phones neither, right?
-That'd work. -Yes, indeed.
Tell you what, Detective. I'm gonna be so fucking fair...
Finally get some ends for us. You see what I'm saying?
and Latrobe Tower dialects, but I haven't quite mastered...
And when it was almost over for me...
Can't go outside and play till your homework's done?
That explains a lot, actually.
We're working with informants. As soon as we get something, we jump.
I'll talk to you later.
The woman, she has an unexplainable gift...
You misspelled "culpable"...
Yo, I'm cuffed, man.
You got to put this Gant thing on Bird...
I got a detective out there, unsupervised, running his own special ops unit...
That was drastic stuff. Everybody was nodding off.
-Fashion Lady? -I'm fluent in the Perkins Homes...
Drunken fuck on a Tuesday night?
I'd be much obliged to stick my gun straight in their mouth.
Skinny black motherfucker and that ass-ugly knocko.
stands in stark contrast against the usual municipal backdrop...
Even in this city, that constitutes cruel and unusual punishment.
The vacant next to the store.
Seeing as how you're being all charitable with your recollections...
you were very gentle.
She transcends the rational.
-Is it Wednesday morning? -I'm not drunk.
Gainesville. Been down in Florida at her sister's all damn week.