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00:56:04
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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See what these mope are using for phones.
-They down the gulley on Edmondson. -Fucking Scar, man.
One of you motherfucker needs to step up.
Enforcer in the 221 building.
Orioles won last night. Bullpen stood up to Boston.
Two fiend come up and ask for two each, another one cops three.
We gotta run off the nigger that been down there.
I'm saying we put the word out that you ready to talk a truce.
You guys need to get up on those rooftop today.
How many vial you got left?
You know, interrogation is more art than science.
Civil forfeiture.
-I'm sorry, Bunk. -I'll carry it.
-That's it? -Except for a couple of hanger-on, yeah.
No, you are not going to bring that corner bullshit up in here, you hear me?
There's a dime on this cocksucker's head.
And we're up on Stringer Bell's pager now, too.
You've got to feel your way through on instinct, mostly.
-We spook them. -Busting the runner?
This thing with the legislative aide, who could've foresee it?
"that her side partner has sexually harass her...
She snort half the shit we brought up in here, too, that greedy bitch.
for the case you gave us on Bird, and we admire your do-it-yourself nature--
-Where you snatch this old wreck from? -Out Frederick Road.
Begged my ass off for sandwich money.
who lend her wheels to Stringer Bell.
They're so good, I lose track of them, scare the shit out of myself.
Detectives, when you swore that your affidavit was true...
Sir, you were observed in one of the city's designate drug-free, anti-loitering zones...
where a drug suspect lean into your vehicle...
You smell pussy? I don't smell no pussy no more.
Sir, you were observe in one of the city's designated drug-free, anti-loitering zones...
He's the Deputy for Operations, I arrest an aide to a state senator.
We drunk out and fucked out.
-What are you chasing? -Toyota Camry.
-Sir-- -I'm shut this down, Lieutenant.
And lose the gun afterward, that'd be a rule, too, I think.
Now, look, I be down later sometime.
"that her side partner has sexually harassed her...
-Yeah, definitely. -Hear that?
Can't stay pretty forever.
Nigger, I'm up! You don't gotta ask twice.
They fucking love it. We play spy in the mall sometimes.
They fucking love it. We play spy in the mall sometimes.
Otherwise, tell him we're hearing talk on the wire...
Got money instead.
-Man, look, I'm already late. -Put your hands on the roof, please, sir.
He actually asked me that.
Having Stinkum dropped kind of fucks us on our thing.
I might be down later.
It's okay, though.
We're usually trying to catch it going in.
Maybe it's that, maybe it's something else.
Calling tower pay phone number 1, after taking a page 15 minutes ago.
for a total of 60 days of telephonic surveillance.
You acting like we got an inelastic product and we don't.
Yeah, but this shows just how cautious these guys are.
Until he tells us a legitimate source for that money, we keep it.
He up in his room and shit, all the damn day.
So what? My uncle's cut y'all loose today?
That tall black guy over there.
"C: Notify the ranking female officer."
It's okay, though.
Deputy called, mad as the devil.
-He's a legislative aide? -Who paged me?
"the general order covering sexual harassment...
So you have no criminal charge.
I'm serious.
Stinkum got some points for some fresh territory.
You're supposed to say African-American, Dad.
You believe this guy? Like there are fucking stripes on his sleeve.
You all send me out for liquor, and by the time I get back, the shit is dead?