"Number 18." "Conine." "I knew that one." "This one's for Mikey." " Can I help you?" " One lemonade, please." " You ready?" "Number 6." " I know it." " David Segui?" " Melvin Mora, numbnuts." "I thought Mora was number 9." "We're gonna play that spy game, OK?" " Who's it?" " That tall black guy over there." "You're supposed to say African-American, Dad." " African-American." " I'm the front, you're the follow." " I was the follow last time." " Don't argue, go on." "Go." "Come on!" "I got him." "They're both brown hair, one that big, the other about that big." "He's wearing..." "I don't know what the fuck he's wearing." "Will Michael and Sean McNulty please report to the offices at the rear of the market?" "Michael and Sean McNulty." "Please report." "One payphone goes down, don't mean shit." "Both at the same time, that's a plan." " We spooked them." " Busting the runner?" "Maybe it's that, maybe something else." "We still got the tower phones." "And we're up on Stringer Bell's pager now, too." "But this shows just how cautious these guys are." "We make any play and they're ready to change up on us." "If they're not using the payphones in the low-rises, then what are they doing?" "Walking to another payphone." "We might see more traffic on the tower payphones." "Sergeants' test's tomorrow, right?" "Four in the afternoon." "You ain't gonna take it this time?" "Sure, why not?" " You ain't gonna study?" " Sure I am." "You guys need to follow some of the boys out of the Pit and see what they're using for payphones." " Excuse me, is that a direct order?" " I'm just saying..." "If you wanna follow these assholes from phone to phone, do it yourself." "I'm in-office, remember?" " Right, they took your gun." " For shooting your car." " No, that was before." " That's right, that was something else." "Right." "You believe this guy?" "Like there are fucking stripes on his sleeve." "You guys need to get up on those rooftops today." "See what these mopes are using for phones." "Look at this shit." "What the fuck is that?" " Let me look at that shit." " Bird told me that shit." "Fucking peter-puffer, get the fuck out of here." "Mr Omar, you want ends on this?" "No, darling, I'm cool." " Nice shirt." " Fuck you." "Takes guts wearing a pink shirt on the BPD Homicide unit." "Yes, it does." "Guts, or a familiarity with alternative lifestyles." " What are you chasing?" " Toyota Camry." "Whose?" "It's listed to some woman with a county address." " Saturday Stringer Bell was using it." " You were working the weekend?" "No, I'm down in the Northeast market with the kids." " Who should appear before me?" " Market day for String, too?" "He makes me if I get too close, so I put Sean and Michael on front-and-follow." "They're so good, I lose track of them, scared the shit out of myself." "But they stay with him, spec the Camry, and Sean, my flesh and blood, gets the tag." "Your kids know front-and-follow?" "They fucking love it." "We play spy in the mall sometimes." "Anyhow, I got a Woodmore address of a woman who lends her wheels to Stringer Bell." " It's a start." " The fucking family McNulty." "Jesus." "What?" "Wallace." " What?" " Yo, Wallace." " What?" " What's this about here?" "This one here?" ""A bus travelling on Central Avenue begins by picking up eight passengers." ""Next, it picks up four more, and then an additional two, while discharging one." ""At the next-to-last stop, three passengers get off the bus and two get on." ""How many passengers are on the bus at the last stop?"" "Just do it in your head." "Yo, testers coming out today." "New package." " I might be down later." " Later?" "I'll catch you around the way." "Wallace, man, you can't just lay up in here." " Seven, right?" " D been asking about shit." " So what?" " I been telling him you sick." "He ain't gonna let me carry that too much longer." "I be down later sometime." " Testers gonna be out." " Look, man, fuck the testers." "Fuck the testers, fuck D, fuck all that shit." "Just let me hold $10 and I'll give it back to you by Friday." "How?" "D ain't gonna pay you for not working." "You gonna let me hold ten or not?" " Eight?" " Damn, Sarah." "Close your eyes." "You working a ground stash. 20 tall pinks." "Two fiends ask for two each." "Another one cops three." "Bodie hands you ten more, but a white guy rolls up, waves you down, and pays for eight." " How many vials you got left?" " Fifteen." "How the fuck can you keep the count right but not do the book problem?" "Count be wrong, they'll fuck you up." " He coming to you." " Today?" " He in a rush or something?" " We told him to do it like that." "He had his hand out last night and we told him first thing today." " He ain't coming into the tower?" " No, not like that." "Just run 20 on down to him." "He gonna roll on his way." " Be there in an hour, maybe." " Who gonna know?" "Little Man, he know Day." "That was Stringer Bell?" "Calling tower payphone number 1, after taking a page 15 minutes ago." " We know Little Man?" " Enforcer in the 221 building." "So he's rolling out of the 221 in about a half an hour or so with 20 whatevers to hand off to someone named Day." "Product coming out of the towers." "We're usually trying to catch it going in." "If you wanna catch them, we're gonna have to hustle." "Wallace, man, he bugging." " Where he be at?" " Nowhere." "He just lays around all day." "Begged my ass off for sandwich money." "You worried about him?" "Shit ain't right." "You might consult with him some." "What the fuck?" "If he don't wanna be down here, that's on him." "Ain't like nobody holding no gun to his head or nothing." "But he ain't about nothing else." "He up in his room and shit, all the damn day." "Tell Wallace to come see me." "Be right back." "It's been two hours." "What if Little Man ain't working in the 221 today?" "What if this Day guy don't come?" "What if he came already and we missed the pick-up?" "Herc, what if your mother and father never met?" " How's shop doing?" " Steady rolling." " Let's take a ride." "Beef run." " Beef run, where at?" "Pulaski, baby, the good shit." "Get in the car, man." "Yo, Poot." "You the man for an hour." "Shit, look at me." " Kima." " The Lincoln, we're on it." "Hang back." "Let's see where he goes." "I don't understand that, never did." "Damn, Bey, how can you stand that shit with all that hot shit on it?" "Trick is not to give a fuck, boy." "I got this, you know me." "So what?" "My uncle just cut y'all loose today?" "No, we're celebrating." "Stinkum got some points for some fresh territory." "I heard about that." "How much is yours in the package?" "20." "First we gotta run off the niggers that been down there." "Ain't no thing." "Bunch of off-brand niggers is all." "You keep running that Pit the way you been, you gonna see points, too." "You know, shit, I'm here waiting." "It'll come, right, Stink?" "I been talking to Orlando." "He said he got this good coke connect from New Orleans." "Orlando?" "He want me to put what he can get out into the court, a little extra on the side." "I don't know." "You better talk to your uncle about that." "Definitely." "I'm gonna see what he say on it." " But today is your day, man." "Stink day." " It's his night, too." "We gonna break out tonight, daddy." "Bring some of Orlando's good pussy over there by Little Man's." "You up there?" "You up?" " He up." " You up." "Nigger, I'm up!" "You don't gotta ask twice." "What's wrong?" "He give a fuck now." "Water!" " Step out of the car, sir." " What did I do?" "Go around to my partner here." " I'm already late." " Put your hands on the roof, please, sir." "You were observed in one of the city's designated drug-free, anti-loitering zones where a drug suspect leaned into your vehicle, handing you something." "When we signalled for you to stop, you leaned over as if concealing something beneath the passenger seat." "Come on, enough of this shit." " Is there something beneath that seat, sir?" " No." " Then you don't mind if we look." " Fuck y'all." "This is some bullshit." " That's none of your business." " How about if I make it my business?" "You rang?" " Who's he?" " Damien Lavell Price." "He takes 20,000 in cash out of the 221 building." "Lester picked up the drop from one of the tower phones." "We followed him till he knew we were on him." " He's a legislative aide?" " Who paged me?" "He's in your office." "We popped him with $20,000 in cash." " What kind of PC?" " Right off the wire." "Stringer Bell to someone on a tower phone." "We thought we'd come up with drugs." " Got money instead." " I know this guy." "Orioles won last night." "Bullpen stood up to Boston." "You get that money cracking cribs, or what?" "I'd like to speak to my attorney." "He was driving for a politician at this fundraiser I went to." " Which one?" " Someone from Annapolis." "From the looks of his ID, anyway." " What do we charge here?" " He say the money's his?" "He doesn't say shit." "Keep the cash." "Write him a receipt." "He wants to put a claim in with the city solicitor, he can." "But they're gonna ask him where he got the pile." "The angel of death." " Who's that?" " Major Reed, lid." "Lieutenant, a word." "What's up?" " How you doing?" " Me?" "Yeah, you." "Everything is good?" "I'm all right." "I mean, you fixed for cash or something, man?" "Cos... 200..." "If you need a little something, really, the thing to do is just to ask for it." "All I do is put money in your pocket and make sure you don't stray from the nest!" "Sit down." "The last motherfucking thing I need is for the clean name on my liquor licence to be dirtied the fuck up by you." "Understand?" "Avon, come on, man." "Do your fucking job!" "I checked with the state Personnel Department." "He's on the payroll of Senator Davis's district office for more than a year." "He did four years in Hagerstown for daytime B and E." "Before that, drug charges and a PBJ on a check charge." "Now we catch him coming out of the towers with 20 grand in manicured, banded money." "You brought him in here on what charge?" "Civil forfeiture." "Until he tells us a legitimate source for that money, we keep it." "So you have no criminal charge." "No, just the money." "Give it back." " Sir?" " Give the man back his money." "Sir, we pulled this off the wire with one of our suspects telling another to expect a pick-up." " It's drug money in that car." " Give him back his money." "Write it up as an unwarranted car stop." "I ask you to put a charge on a drug dealer, Lieutenant." "That's all I ask." "Now I got wiretaps, pager clones, affidavits coming out of my ass." "And you're in people's shit where you're not supposed to be." " Sir..." " I'm shutting this down, Lieutenant." "You charge what you can, and you do it by the end of the week." " We did nothing wrong." " You jacked up a senatorial aide." "You went into his pocket, pulled out $20,000." "And though there's no criminal charge, you think it wise to try to keep it." "You shit all over yourself, all over me, all over this department." "I told you, no surprises, remember?" "20 even." "Sign here, or you can count it yourself if you want." "So I can leave now?" "Will somebody please tell me what the fuck that was about?" "This is bullshit." "We just gave back 20 large of Barksdale's money." "What the fuck?" "Let me guess, the deputy?" "How's he got onto this so quick?" " I told him." " Why would you be telling him?" "He's the deputy for operations and I jacked up an aide to a state senator." " How do I not tell him?" " There's been no complaint from the senator." "Know why?" "What is his driver doing coming out of the high-rises with so much money?" " That's what I told the deputy." " He said we're to mind our own business?" " Give back his money and go away?" " Pretty much." "Except he said a few things for my benefit, too." "Like how I had shit all over him." "Like how he was shutting us down this week." " The fuck he is." " We're done." "I go past Friday and I'm buried." "He told me that." "He's gonna bury you?" "For what?" "You're doing your fucking job." "You think the job is gonna save me?" "You think it's gonna save you?" "Chain of command." "That's all I got from the deputy." "Chain of command?" "Did you tell your major about the senator's driver?" "Or the colonel?" "Then where's your chain of command?" "What's the shift lieutenant doing going up the back stairs to the deputy ops?" " What are you saying?" " Nothing." "Goddamn right." "He got something on you?" "You say you got the deputy's ear." "What the fuck's he got on you?" "Only rank, Detective." "Yo, Stink." "What about the rules, yo?" "Special occasion, yo." "Yo, Bey." " I'm gonna throw up." " No, you ain't." " Burrell thinks I crossed him." " He said this to you?" "In so many words." " You need to explain..." " Explain what?" "That I'm bringing in a case that goes everywhere?" "Today it was some senator's driver." "Two days from now, a city councilman, maybe." "He asked for a charge on Barksdale." "That's all he asked for." "This thing with the aide, who could've foreseen it?" "He saw it." "Burrell." "This is the thing that everyone knows and no one says." "You follow the drugs, you get a drug case." "You start following the money, you don't know where you're going." "They don't want wiretaps or wired Cls or anything they can't control." "Because once that tape starts rolling, who knows what's gonna be said?" "That son of a bitch McNulty asked me what the deputy had on me." "He actually asked me that." "What did you say?" "Where everybody go?" "Where the girls go?" " Fuck it, man." "Party broke." " We drunked out and fucked out." "You all send me out for liquor, and by the time I get back, the shit is dead?" "Look at this." "The Knicks done fucked up their draft again." "What's with her?" "Fucked her silly." "What can I say?" "She snorted half the shit we brought up in here, too, that greedy bitch." " You wanted to see us?" " What the hell is this?" "I got copied this morning." "It's just what it looks like." "A memo signed by the deputy ops, Rawls and Forester, telling us to pack it in." "We come down on the wire by Friday, ship the computers to the DEA by Monday and charge whoever we have by the end of next week." "Who do you have?" "Couple of mid-level guys." "Anton Artis, a. k. a." "Stinkum." "Shooter named Bird, wanted for the killing Gant." "He was the witness in your court." " That's it?" " Except for a couple of hangers-on." "Why are they doing this?" "Why now?" "We picked up a bag man coming out of the high-rises carrying 20 grand in cash yesterday." " So?" " So, he works for Clay Davis." "Of the 39th Legislative District." " The deputy was displeased." " It's OK, though." "We gave the money back, said we were sorry." " What can Daniels do?" " Not a fucking thing." "The deputy sent him the same direct order you have on your desk right there." "Get me Burrell on the line!" "Detectives, when you swore that your affidavit was true to the best of your ability, what did the Circuit Court of Baltimore do?" " You gave us the wire." " For how long, Detective McNulty?" "60 days, no?" "And how long have you monitored these phone extensions?" " 40 days, maybe." " Deputy Burrell is on the line." "Erv, it's Phelan." "Kiddo, you're fucking with me here." "Yes, you are." "Erv, listen to me." "The Circuit Court signed two orders for a total of 60 days of telephonic surveillance." "I'm looking at a copy of a memo from your office telling me I can't have my 60 days." "You're not hearing me." "The Circuit Court for Baltimore ordered 60 days on this tap." "The Court wants its 60 days." "If you take this wire down on Friday, you'll be in contempt of court on Monday." "Understood?" "And all the best to Arlene and the kids." "Who's your daddy now?" "I didn't do a damn thing, Lieutenant." "You got a beef, it's with the judge." "Yeah, he got the deputy's memo, he called his own shot." "Ask Greggs if you don't believe me." "I've got to go." "Deputy called, mad as the devil." "Tell them to quit packing." "We're back up on the wire." "McNulty or the judge?" "Or both?" "This time the judge." " Ask me a question." "Any question." " I thought you weren't studying." "This job is common sense." "Ask me a question, dickless." "See how I do." ""According to Q1... "" "Hold up, help me out here." "You have to know them by the numbers?" "It helps." "Makes it sound more professional that way." ""According to Q1, the general order covering sexual harassment," ""in the event a female officer in your squad complains" ""that her side partner has sexually harassed her, you should " ""A, notify the commanding officer." ""B, notify the shift lieutenant." ""Or C, notify the ranking female officer. "" "I go with D." "D?" "Bitch-slap the side partner for dipping into my private stock, then take missy home and fuck her till she smiles." "What the hell?" "When a small change in price creates a large change in demand, then demand is said to be elastic, but some products are inelastic, meaning, a change in price does not affect demand." "Some key factors that affect the elasticity of demand are what?" " Mr Bell?" " Desire." "Consumer need." "Right, specifically, the ability of a consumer to delay acquisition." "What else?" "My pencil lost its point." "All the girls say so." "Damon, we got work orders here, and ain't nothing happening." "These were due yesterday and people are gonna be coming in asking for their work and nothing been done." "Fuck 'em." "Let 'em wait." "You're not gonna bring that corner bullshit up in here." "What we got here is an elastic product." "You know what that mean?" "When people can go elsewhere and get their printing and copying done, they gonna do it." "You acting like we got an inelastic product and we don't." "I want this to run like a true fucking business." "Not no front, not no bullshit." "Understand me?" "I'm serious." " Where you snatch this old wreck from?" " Out Frederick Road." "Ditch it over Eastside when we done." "Check it." "Him there, and that other fool there." "They the only ones might be trouble." "I'll drop Scar." "You just drop that other motherfucker." "No, just Scar." "His boy break, we gonna let him." " But if he raise up, I'm on him." " Damn, I wish Bird was here." "Bird be loving this shit right." "Which do remind me, we get up out of here, you need to drop that shit down a storm drain." "Give me some time to go around the block and set up on the other side." "Who got black tops?" "Hey, now." "What the fuck?" "Listen here, Bey." "You come at the king, you best not miss." "Stink's been capped." " Bey caught one, too, in the leg." " Shit, man, what happened?" " They down the gulley on Edmondson." " Fucking Scar, man." "It ain't him." "Omar, man." " Bounty's going up on that bitch." " That fucks us." "We had Stinkum tied up from the arrest of the runner and now he's out of the case." "The man's a fucking loose cannon." " Literally." " We've got to pull his ass up at least." "There's a dime on this cocksucker's head." "One of you motherfuckers needs to step up." " Where you go with that?" " Maryland General." "Told them I was on the corner, caught a stray." " Police come talk to you?" " Just a roller, no homicide." " Put it out there." " Not just our people, either." "I'm talking about any nigger who wants to step up." "Put out the word." "Ten on Omar or any motherfucker standing with Omar." "Y'all niggers ain't got shit to do but be on this motherfuckin' hunt." "Be on it." "So, what do you think, homes?" "This is the worst part of the game." " Best we do is break out even." " What?" "This shit got personal." "Ain't nothing else to it." " So, you talking about letting it slide." " For a time, maybe." "I'm saying we put the word out that you ready to talk a truce." "When this nigger come out from underneath his rock, you hit him." "But right now?" "This shit got out of hand." "What you want me to say?" "I don't know nothing about Stink getting dropped or Bey taking one in the leg." " I don't know nothing about this nonsense." " It came back to us quick." "You know how that be." "Everybody want to believe the worst about Omar." "But live and let live." "I don't see you letting them slide on Brandon." "If I was coming after certain people," "I definitely wouldn't want to give y'all fine people any cause for concern." " There are some rules here, right?" " Rules?" "No mistakes, no bystanders." "No taxpayers getting caught up in the mix." "You just get in close and you hit the right nigger." "And lose the gun afterward, that'd be a rule, too, I think." "One thing, Omar." "Having Stinkum dropped kind of fucks us on our thing." "How so?" "We had Stink with 4 G-packs on a re-up." "Maybe we could've built something on that." "Roll him up with Stringer, maybe." "Now he's got no roll to him." "So, the point is, while we're all grateful for the case you gave us on Bird, and we admire your do-it-yourself nature..." "We need you to hang back." "Look, man, it ain't all up to me." "I got a bounty on my head." "We saw the van." "I do what I can do to help you all, but the game is out there." "And it's either play or get played." "What, that it?" "Gentlemen." "Ma'am." "Are we still cops?" " Technically, I suppose so." " I was just checking." "Keisha ain't called and she ain't been home." "How was she when you left her?" "She was sick, I told you that." "She missed work last night and she ain't been down there to pick up her cheque today." "You know something?" "This game, this thing with my uncle, might not be right for me, I'm thinking." "Why do you say that?" "Nothing good to it but the money." "Sounds a lot like my job." "You got people using each other." "Scamming each other." "Cutting each other up because they're late on a bill." "Shooting folks cos there might be a fucking dollar in it." "It gets to sometime like I can't even fucking breathe." "Like I can't even get no air." "You know what I mean?" "Do something else." " So, you happy with your job?" " Shit." " Do something else." " I am." "I'm gonna have to." "Shit." "Can't stay pretty forever." "It's not forever, right?" "And then what?" "You pretty now." "Now we pretty." "You got me, holler back." "D, man." "Raise up and roll in quick." "Stink been got, man." "You hear me?" "They got Stink." "I need your help." "Who caught the one from Edmondson last night?" "Anton Artis." "Cole, with an assist from Dunnigan." "Omar was the shooter." "Fuck me." "It's all over the wiretap." "We put down one murder on the testimony of one eyewitness who then goes out and drops somebody else." "It was payback for his boyfriend, Brandon." "Anton Artis is Stinkum, one of the boys who snatched Brandon and did him up." "I'm sure that motherfucker had his reasons..." "You wanna give back the Gant case, tell Cole the name of his shooter." "Otherwise, tell him we're getting talk on the wire and we'll give him his clearance once we wrap our case." "But you won't." "No, we won't." "You want me to go and bullshit Cole out of his case for you?" " Why don't you tell him yourself?" " Are you kidding?" "If Rawls sees my fingerprints on this, he'll run my nuts through a cheese grater." "Fuck you." " How's it going with it?" " Pretty good." "I like this kid who's fucking my victim's old girlfriend." "Ray, can I talk to you for a minute?" "In my office." "With cases like this one, you get put in some strange fucking places." "Cole's doing good this year." "He don't need the clearance." "I know this fucks him." "You should've seen his face when I told him you'd give him his shooter down the road." "He was happy?" "Yeah." "He looked at me like a damn puppy." "I'm sorry." "I'll carry it." "Fuck it." "Tonight's mine." "I tell you what, I'm gonna roll out." "Here's the money I would've spent on your ass." "Call Nadine and tell her I caught one and I'm out on the street." "I lied for you, didn't I?" " You got a minute?" " What's up?" "I think I might have fucked something up." "I'm interviewing Omar, a few weeks back." "He's giving it to me that Bird is the shooter in the Gant case." "He tells me if we catch up to Bird, he'll have the gun on him." "Which he does." "But the thing is I told him that we needed an eyeball witness." "At which point, he volunteers." "Maybe he saw it." "Or maybe he put himself in it just to see Bird locked up." "I got the impression there wasn't much love between them." "I fucked up, didn't I?" "A little." "But the gun matches." "And he's consistent with our witness on the description and the scenario." "So, don't sweat it." "Interrogation is more art than science." "You've got to feel your way through on instinct, mostly." "Take a look at this." " Who are they?" " Some dancers who work at Barksdale's club." "I pulled their names off of liquor board complaints and state employment records." "If you were going to try to turn one these girls, which one would it be?" " Her." " Why?" "She doesn't have a record, for one thing." "She's just a DMV photo." " Why else?" " I don't know." "I can't really say." "I like her face." "Soul, conscience, whatever you want to call it." "She's a citizen, right?" "It's in the eyes." "Instinct, Detective." "What?" "Who is this?" "He did?" "How the hell did you get my number?" "OK." " Ma'am?" " Get this crazy bastard out of here." " What's the matter?" " He set off the smoke alarm, twice." "That good?" "In the bathroom." "Bunk, it's Jimmy." "What the fuck?" "Wake the fuck up." " What the fuck are you doing?" " I hear you." "What are you doing?" "Where are your fucking clothes?" "Right here." " Who gives a shit?" " Come on, man." "What did you burn your clothes for, man?" "Got hair, got fibres." " Got pussy on it." " What, trace evidence?" "You smell pussy?" "I don't smell no pussy no more." " Knock it off." " I think you all can just take my ass home." "Trace lab ain't gonna have shit on the Bunk." "That shit." "No fucking case file, Detective." "Where are your fucking shoes, man?" "Ma'am, you seen his shoes?" "Give me that pussy, and now you gonna take my shoes?" "That ain't right, shit." "Shit." "Christ, Jimmy." "I'll give you that burning trace evidence makes sense." "What the fuck did you plan to wear home?" "Shit." "You know something?" "You're no good for people, man." "I mean, damn." "Everybody around you..." "Christ." "Ripped by subXpacio and TusSeries English"