The Wire - Season 2 Edit

A 10 year veteran.

A Baltimore knot.

A bomb or some shit?

A box comes off the ship, flashes for a few moments and blip...

A building this nice is for the johns.

A can full of dead girls, sent to nowhere from nowhere.

A can on the Adriatica, which docks the day after tomorrow at Patapsco.

A Cl?

A complication or two. Nothing we can't write around.

A computer?

A condominium.

A copper jacketed, hollow point...

A couple thousand from the vacation fund.

A day or two more, and we are back to business.

A dead end.

A district commander would be there within minutes.

A few days. Sure, a few days.

A few flashlights, some junk food, some water.

A few of them were coming back day after day, scripting more and more cash.

A few scraps of paper, but nothing to make sense of.

A fine fucking kettle of fish.

A friend in Atlanta...

A good turn here will not be forgotten.

A grand jury?

A grown up.

A gunshot ain't nothing to trifle with.

A hooptie, no doubt?

A hotel at the harbor.

A hundred and ten, actually.

A kickback's supposed to be $500.

A letter, couple of envelopes, some scraps of stuff?

A little here and there, but for the most part...

A little luck, maybe we get back up before then.

A little something for a rainy day.

A little something out of San Diego on Glekas...

A little to the right!

A little too quiet.

A long time since we talk, Frank.

A lot happened overnight.

A lot of bad things caught up in a man's head...

A lot of these port guys are white, aren't they?

A lot of things weren't me.

A major case squad could have some fun with that mess, don't you think?

A man can grow.

A memorial. Let me see that.

A month or two more on the taps and DNRs...

A ****** can't look at a female?

A ****** with a library card.

A pattern for our case. We need to know who left those girls on the dock and why.

A portable toilet they had to share.

A promotion and the promise of a specialized unit isn't enough?

A rare pleasure.

A real police department would have an elevator.

A sheriff had to come to his house and serve him with papers.

A stolen car is a stolen car.

A surveillance van?

A talk would ease his mind.

A test drive in the modern urban crime environment?

A union man down at the port.

A veteran police of means and talent...

A week or so. They'll find you.

A week?

A week?

A year down the road...

A year or two, you'll be back in their favor, right?

Abated by the untimely death of a known suspect.

About a major drug trafficker. That's what we did.

About a year ago, a boy name Brandon got got here in Baltimore.

About how these girls are all coming over here as prostitutes...

About some girls, Russian.

About that other business, the chemicals....

About them girls in the can.

About what happened at the end of the Barksdale case.

About what happened to Mr. Gant in that housing project parking lot.

About what happened to Mr. Gant in that housing project parking lot.

About what?

Absolutely. What can you give me?

Absolved? What the fuck do that mean?

Acetone, sulfuric acid, potassium permanganate.

Across the water, Father Vasyl is a common name...

Actually, at my house, it's a ring of kielbasa.

Adieu, my friend.

Adjustments?

Advise if it stops at the checkout point, or goes straight out.

Affirmative. I'll eyeball it to the gate.

Afraid not.

Afraid Walt's not as up to speed as the rest of us.

After 25 years, I'm still ahead almost $7,000.

After a 300 pound bag of Polish dildos fell on me.

After all he has done for us...

After all, until someone identifies the source of the tainted heroin...

After everyone of them sailor boys damn near ****d it.

After he inputs, the computer will translate it.

After that meeting on the Barksdale case...

After working with these idiots for two weeks.

Again?

Agent Koutris?

Agent Koutris.

Ahoy, matey.

Aim for center mass. Make sure the man goes down.

Aim for the chest, brother, you hear me?

Aimee is like, "What's the plan," you know?

Aimee's sister broke up with Petie, right?

Ain't a chance I get a bail, right?

Ain't a problem. They all just gotta have sunroofs.

Ain't but $290 here.

Ain't enough here to really call this shit money, man.

Ain't exactly talking out of turn when I say...

Ain't gonna be a murder either, so who gives a fuck?

Ain't got shit on me.

Ain't heard it live, then.

Ain't no heavier than the pallets we usually handle.

Ain't no lady.

Ain't no more than that? Because if that's all it is...

Ain't no ****** from New York gonna change the facts from the ground.

Ain't no party up in here, girl.

Ain't no secret things get lost in them cans now and again.

Ain't no thing.

Ain't seen the terminal this busy in months. Feels sweet.

Ain't so bad.

Ain't supposed to move a guy when he's hurt.

Ain't that ****** dead? I heard them project ******s lit him up.

Ain't the cops.

Ain't working out for y'all, huh?

Ain't y'all got some place to go?

All afternoon. He just stayed there with the door closed.

All between the ages of maybe 20, 30. All very dead.

All clear.

All damn day, he just sit there reading.

All day yesterday, I was giving the new number to our people.

All digital. Four megapix, 16 megs of memory...

All dogs have instinct.

All he's gonna hear is that this shit is fucking missing.

All I know is, I got a can full of young girls suffocating to death on my docks.

All I put in his ear about my son didn't do a damn thing, now, did it?

All I'm saying is

All I'm trying to do is get word to the families.

All in the props.

All of a sudden, the phone company don't care if I pay my bills anymore.

All of a sudden, you're a cop.

All of them John Does.

All of them on the Wilhelmina. And you should tell your uncle...

All of them, to leave me be.

All on the Talco line. All with Horseface Pakusa working the ship.

All right, anything that fired a bullet out on that corner...

All right, cool.

All right, cottage cheese, chest ass motherfucker.

All right, dawg.

All right, Death Grip ain't shit?

All right, fuck it. Yeah, it's fine.

All right, fuck it. Yeah, it's fine.

All right, give me a minute.

All right, I got S Class and SL Class Benzes.

All right, it ain't good and.... Follow through.

All right, later.

All right, let's try this.

All right, look, fuck y'all. I need a drink.

All right, look, how about the coat?

All right, Ma. Shit.

All right, man.

All right, man.

All right, no problem.

All right, ship's in, gentlemen.

All right, slow up. This is it.

All right, so call me, yeah.

All right, so listen, we got some time here.

All right, then we good. Go and holler at my ******s round back.

All right, then.

All right, to bring you up to speed, we've got agents in Le Havre...

All right, Uncle Frank.

All right, we'll see you soon.

All right, we're up.

All right, what have you got?

All right, your research papers are here.

All right!

All right?

All right? He used to have that Fremont Tower for a while.

All right? He's family.

All right.

All right.

All right.

All right.

All right.

All right.

All right.

All right.

All right.

All right.

All right.

All right.

All right.

All right.

All right.

All right.

All right.

All right.

All right.

All right. Any way you could give us the name...

All right. I got you.

All right. Thanks.

All right. Yeah.

All right. You're a snake.

All sitting around the kitchen table, talking shit about this gang and that gang...

All summer long, that shit was all the Hare kids drank.

All that bullshit with the eyes.

All that cigarette shit...

All that hospital shit, all that rehab...

All that?

All the hospitality that West Baltimore is famous for.

All the time I be telling you, be on post.

All them times I told him that he needed to do more for D'Angelo...

All this trouble.

All we can do is sprinkle it and bag it.

All we need is the new number.

All y'all.

All you've got right here, Officer Russell, is a lot of paperwork.

All your cargo, gets where it needs to go faster than anywhere else.

Almost feel sorry for the son of a bitch.

Also, a bond issue that pays for maintenance dredging...

Also, run what you can on the union finances and on Sobotka personally.

Also, she's in the drink with no coat or shoes.

Also, some surveillance shots and matching mug shot photos...

Also, we're still hunting the Sobotka nephew.

Although I didn't like the color of the whirlpool tub...

Although there is some small charm to a woman in uniform...

Always the same laundry basket.

Always, there is more.

Am I correct in assuming that you are not employed by Mr. Barksdale?

Am I your girlfriend? No. Your wife? No. Your soul mate? No.

Ambushed? ln his own goddamn room?

Among other traffickers on the East Side.

An animal has to follow orders without question

An appeal bond on a conviction of first degree murder?

An argument over a few cars?

An assistant attorney general has to be in the room.

An informant.

Anatomy Board as medical cadavers. Then a crematorium.

And 'cause he wasn't ready to get real with the story...

And a chance at the real targets.

And a dozen guys Tactical sent us.

And a girl that wants to get married, for Christ's sake.

And above the water is now called Federal Hill.

And addresses on the manifest if you're moving a can with contraband?

And after a while, he stopped yelling.

And after he graduates, he's gonna do what?

And after that, if he wants to piss his career away in your unit...

And after today, I'm retired.

And all the documents from the case.

And all them sailors, they lied to us in every language past English.

And also, after them girls died in the can...

And anyone Frank Sobotka does his dirt with.

And at the end of the day, the shitjust add up.

And because he has City Hall's ear...

And because I have Andy Krawczyk's ear...

And believe me, this ain't like your agency.

And both times, a can goes missing in the computer.

And both times, he works a Talco Line ship the next day.

And buy ourselves a little time.

And by that time, your people's gonna be in the Towers...

And can't pull Valchek's spy van to work his own detail?

And carry fucking railroad cars on their backs.

And confirmed by the medical examiner's office.

And congratu fucking lations, you grab a day.

And damned if them Eastside bitches don't stay away.

And Daniels listens when you talk.

And Davinas. Male and female.

And Democratic organizations in the last eight months.

And don't forget that book bag neither.

And don't give me that he's got that fire in the belly garbage, either.

And don't leave without taking your cousin with you.

And ends up in a computer at a wireless provider.

And even though, you know, it didn't get to where he might have wanted it...

And exactly how long has this been your occupation, Mr. Little?

And exactly what he needs to make Stan Valchek go away.

And except for that thing with the Grand Jury...

And for muscle...

And for you.

And four months.

And from here, the view is two of my detectives fucking the dog.

And from the way she writes, I'm guessing it is a child.

And fuck if he wasn't dumped in front of a house I was using.

And fuck if he wasn't dumped in front of a house I was using.

And fuck what you're saying.

And fucking drugs are bad, right?

And give back some time for family.

And have your assurances of institutional support...

And he ain't gonna say shit to nobody.

And he can have an IBS lawyer go with me.

And he chose to depart.

And he did all that for her and in the end, it ain't amount to shit.

And he know how you all been doing for me while he away.

And he look at me like I ain't saying shit.

And he stood smiling like this shit is funny.

And he wants to share, if we cut him a slice of the Towers.

And he wants you bad.

And he's, without a doubt, the most swollen asshole...

And here comes a gang of us walking the other way...

And here's one of my morning favorites.

And his fucking bird couldn't hold liquor for shit.

And his union a quick, fair look, it's more than enough for Burrell.

And how did they say it?

And I appreciate you all coming all this way so much...

And I can want us to be friends...

And I can't even tell you why.

And I could use three more inches of meat. It ain't gonna happen.

And I don't stand around listening to horseshit excuses...

And I got too much respect for women not to be pissed off...

And I remember being upset about that, not only because the officer got shot...

And I think he uses, too.

And I want to have the package right for once.

And I want you should be happy.

And I wasn't trying to hear no radio up in that bitch.

And I will clear the court.

And I wiped them shits down myself.

And I would only add that Mr. Barksdale's extant conviction is his first

And I'll be damned if I'm gonna let everything we fought for go to shit.

And I'll let you walk that shit straight in the Towers.

And I'm down here wondering if I'm gonna get a day or two.

And I'm not saying the problem even goes past him.

And I'm out from under with Burrell.

And I'm parking that piece of shit Buick two blocks from the house...

And I'm told the money is on the way back to Baltimore.

And if I were you...

And if it does?

And if the money's right, then that is what it is.

And if the rest of them holds this same pattern....

And if they offer you immunity to testify against your union brothers?

And if they see one getting too close to the johns...

And if they're further down the bay, then you fellows with the Coast Guard can take it.

And if you don't mind, a little discretion is called for.

And if you don't, I've made it so the Homicide Unit...

And if you don't?

And if you followed directions, you wouldn't be.

And if you give me enough time, Jimmy...

And improved accountability, with no need for unreliable human surveillance.

And in my heart of hearts...

And it ain't like I can pop a cap in their ass and not hear about it Thanksgiving time.

And it doesn't show up in the computer again until 15:1 2 hours.

And it don't matter that some fool say he different...

And it goes off the docks with some bullshit inside...

And it's full up with red eyed Greek relations looking at us like we're braindeads.

And it's got a clear channel. Sturdy as hell.

And just clean yourself up.

And laid up at anchor, 2,000 yards off Patapsco...

And last night, if you check the 24s...

And live to tell about it?

And lookit. Two locations only...

And lose my money?

And maybe got your cousin to a better lock up than Eager Street.

And maybe not, right?

And maybe we don't rent.

And more than that, I'm gonna talk some shit to some of my friends...

And Mr. Little, you had seen him many times before, had you not?

And my glass eye, and my Polish pencil.

And my old man went to any college that would take him.

And my old wooden leg, and my old wooden shovel...

And not enough air.

And not just for me, for you, too.

And not just the grain pier, but with the dredging.

And not much in the way of cell numbers or payphones either.

And not speak any motherfucking English.

And now he's jacking us around on the money.

And now if they deliver the votes, they figure the feds will be on them, too.

And now Spiros is saying that...

And now they're telling me...

And now you wanna help us?

And now you're gonna tell me who the target is?

And now, the Dutch have modeled the future of cargo management.

And on all of them, the same checker, this guy Thomas Pakusa...

And on the other end, too, right?

And on today's Chip Franklin Show at noon...

And once Nicky got used to boosting stuff and seeing a little money...

And one more I just dropped on your barbecue chef outside.

And one of the kids that works down the store on the avenue with him.

And our man, to cover this shit up...

And phone records show a call placed to the warehouse...

And put my ass in the air with 14 open homicides that might never clear?

And put the numbers 221 in big ass numbers on the front.

And puts it in the permanent database.

And putting you at The Greek's warehouse over on Newkirk Street for re ups.

And Rawls!

And remember, they have to bring up the money and the sex first...

And remind yourself of who you is and where you come from.

And right now, it stands at exactly 51.6%.

And running an investigative unit again.

And second, you kill Cheese...

And she already took three Nembutals, sleeping the day away.

And she wasn't even worth it.

And shrivel dick motherfucker that you are, you take it.

And so far they've only hit you with one count.

And so, being Valchek, he gets a detail.

And sometimes you wonder how it is you got caught in the first place.

And soon every fucking up white boy be on his titty.

And squeeze a buck the way his old man did.

And staff at MCl.

And start watching what's happening on the docks in real time.

And steal the most expensive thing he can drive, which he does.

And stick you guys?

And still feel competitive.

And sure enough, you've been an official asshole every day since.

And that day gonna come, but until then...

And that older guy, his partner, they ate it.

And that was only after they got hit with liens.

And that while no arrests have yet been made...

And that's down from about 300 in the '70s. They're hurting.

And that's just for club work and prostitution.

And that's just headless and handless in the mid Atlantic region.

And that's like a week or maybe two.

And the $210 that you owe to Zig...

And the best of luck to you in all your future endeavors, Detectives.

And the boy too trifling to throw it off even after a daytime murder.

And the brash, tweedy impertinence of Det. Freamon.

And the brash, tweedy impertinence of Det. Freamon.

And the FBI cares very much about such things.

And the grain pier's been down for a year.

And the madam, who has legal residency, we cut loose after she posted bail.

And the money he was making from slinging it.

And the money, too.

And The Nation, too, which you also managed to forget.

And the next, what?

And the one they said was mine wasn't even.

And the other ones are all from rock 'n' roll songs.

And the parking pad in the rear is invaluable for Federal Hill.

And the people running the drugs are the same crew.

And the phone lines.

And the phones are dead.

And the pink one, like the can full of dead girls...

And the police don't.

And the probable fence for the organization. We followed some of them in real time.

And the rest of them are suffocating in a can at Patapsco?

And the State Public Safety Secretary...

And the stick up boys wouldn't have a fucking clue either.

And the union people?

And the whole city gets its undies in a bunch.

And them Carrollton boys had it going on.

And then he can come up here and say the same to my face...

And then I can get $700 more by the end of the week.

And then if you can give the windows a wash.... Thank you.

And then lie to the police about it, would you not?

And then somebody panics, tosses her in the harbor overnight..

And then there was one.

And then we all got problems.

And then we do, like, some fake competing.

And then we're gonna need enough wood beams...

And then when it came to me and the drugs, he was the one that hooked that up, too.

And then when you make the deal, there's no runner, no bullshit.

And there ain't 100 checkers.

And there are many St. Volodymyrs.

And there's a dozen ways to do that, the only thing they leave behind...

And there's no text messaging in Greek either.

And there's some woman I've seen go into the back room.

And they better make sure I'm here after they leave.

And they find it there. Or it goes out to Bobtail Lane.

And they give me money which you keep, and I don't get nothing.

And they got daughters.

And they trace back to an outpatient plastic surgery clinic in Budapest.

And they understand that we can guarantee their product gonna clear Customs?

And they're coming across the water like that.

And they've all got Prez throwing the punch, no question.

And this asshole can't even talk face to face?

And this here is the little king of everything.

And this idiot kills the rest to make no witnesses.

And this motherfucker still has his hand out.

And this motherfucker still has his hand out.

And this ****** Roberto is on the shelf to us right now.

And this one bloke gave me this number to call when I got across the pond.

And this Russian fuck won't take it off the pier.

And through individual officers and union members...

And to credit him in the file with cooperation in this matter.

And to deliver those goods faster, cheaper and safer...

And to give them up now would mark us as weak.

And to make it happen, I gave you all this.

And turn that half assed detail you got going into something that matters.

And turn that shit down, for Christ's sake.

And Uncle Walt Pe Pop...

And we ain't no higher up on the ladder and on those corners.

And we are in the dark.

And we box it up and ship it to every port you can name.

And we can get some of our lives back.

And we can share information.

And we changed the warehouse phone?

And we get some ships in here.

And we going through a down cycle right now.

And we haven't heard from you.

And we holding on to prime real estate with no muscle.

And we keeping him close. Dee being cold toward me right now.

And we might never get out from under.

And we will be able to identify the top end players.

And we're gonna have a fight with his people, right?

And we're on him.

And we're still short.

And what did you give me?

And what happened before is what really happened.

And what happened?

And what happened?

And what if anything is there that I can do for you, Maj. Valchek?

And what's more...

And when he is policing...

And where we come from, what we go through...

And why is young Preston not being hurled with great abandon...

And will make sure your cargo...

And with the economy, what it is...

And with what I'm learning about the Barksdale case...

And worse, as your prices drop...

And y'all are leaving me very little to work with right now.

And you ain't gonna be doing but a small piece of this 20.

And you ain't that?

And you are?

And you counted on that?

And you decide to change the pattern.

And you don't think I'm good enough to handle it.

And you guys wanna slow things down a bit, and do a bit of brain surgery.

And you have to start asking yourself what these guys aren't into.

And you standing right there to open the door...

And you still have friends.

And you talking about jail and shit.

And you tell me to go fuck myself like you should've done way back when.

And you think that there will be some new open houses this Sunday?

And you were approximately 50 feet from the shooter?

And you, Det. Moreland, are now all alone with 14 red names.

And you?

And you.

And you'll be outside, looking in.

And you'll have that posting.

And you'll still think that scratching out a case or two will save you.

And you're going to tell me about it, too. After that...

And you're gonna have a couple dozen of them...

And you're moving your damn golf trophies upstairs to the commissioner's office...

And your boat has sailed.

And your colonel made everybody mad.

And your husband, he....

And your man Omar, who's in the wind.

And your tide tables just to stick Rawls with an extra body.

And, actually, in some ways you're better than most guys I know.

And, Horse, make sure nobody's living in that can when you stack it.

And, of course, I'm not even Greek.

And, of course, you did him a good turn last year, right?

Angry as hell because we're due on a New Jersey pier tomorrow morning.

Another affidavit, and we're back on the main stem.

Another bit of data that's gonna help you isolate your call from all the others.

Another dead end.

Another disappeared can just hit the chassis.

Another goddamn day we put our cards up and get nothing.

Another man, what man?

Another thing.

Another.

Answer the question.

Any chance you can hold off on bringing us in?

Any field office have anything active?

Any of them still in your custody?

Any of you fucks try to help him down, you'll be up there with him.

Any possible informants?

Any problems on the raid?

Any time you guys want.

Any time you guys want.

Anybody else ask for any advances while you were at sea?

Anyone else from the southeastern you need, you got.

Anyone following?

Anyone got a line on that wild boy who likes to pop the shotty?

Anyone seen Omar?

Anyone try to get away?

Anyone?

Anything after that, part of the game.

Anything come out?

Anything else today?

Anything else? Tap 2 feels a bit thin.

Anything from that shithole of a diner?

Anything he can say to the Greek, he can say to me.

Anything I can do.

Anything I can drive to?

Anything in the letter to indicate as to where these people live?

Anything that had to come off the docks, he was their guy.

Anything to get you out of the basement, Lieutenant?

Anything we could lift from the docks went straight to his store...

Anything with a tie.

Anything you got by way of identifications should come through my office.

Anything you're gonna say I already said to Spiros.

Anything?

Anyway

Anyway, he's cooking his own dinner now.

Anyway, I don't worry about Niko.

Anyway, I'm saying I'll get down there next weekend...

Anyway, thanks for being straight on this.

Anyway, there will be other girls.

Anyways, 10:00 tomorrow night...

Anyways, NCIC and NADDIS are a dead end.

Anywhere near this detail, that's a loser for us.

Appreciate that, Officer. Nice day.

Are coincidental.

Are connected to the ones running the drugs...

Are they club dancing, whoring? We need to plug into that circuit.

Are they thieves or are they stupid?

Are working as a cathouse with those Russian girls.

Are you gonna waste that crab gut?

Are you slinging bean pies up in here? You know what I mean?

Are you telling me that a fully equipped...

Are you two house hunting?

Are you two house hunting?

Are you willing to affirm that the information offered in this affidavit...

Ares fits. Thanks.

Ares.

Around one of our interrogation rooms?

As a .380 semi automatic.

As a favor for me having brought you the whole case.

As a liaison with the port police.

As a pervert, this report is gonna make you a BPD legend.

As agreed, the price of cooperation is an agreement by the state parole officials...

As always. Here.

As far as D.O.C. is concerned, this is a fair deal...

As far as I can see...

As far as I'm concerned, those stripes on your sleeve aren't earned.

As far as real estate goes, anything that is below Montgomery Street...

As for the rest of you...

As good a homecoming as I been to.

As long as them Towers are still standing, I am, too.

As long as they can get a truck past the outbound lanes...

As many as it takes.

As of 9l1 1, the Bureau has one priority in this case:

As soon as I start getting more hours, the first thing I do is get my own place.

As soon as you called, I shut down the warehouse.

As to our only tangible piece of progress from the raids...

As you can see, we're willing to honor that deal...

Ash, what's that ship right there?

Ashamed he should be to be Greek and call this a diner.

Ashley, sit down.

Ashley's been talking in class about how Mom and Dad don't live together.

Ashley's preschool called.

Asking me to tell Cheese, who you fucked it up on...

Asks me to take his homicides from the dead girls on that shipping container.

Asset Forfeiture. And she's second year pre law.

Assigned to the southeastern district cannot be located?

Assuming exhaustion, that's one tap on the warehouse phone.

Assumption number one is the people running the girls...

Assumption number two is that the apartments in that condo...

At City Hall, I got suction. Down Annapolis, I got suction.

At Covington Piers...

At least I remembered to call.

At least until I get home, you do.

At least until this shit chills.

At least we get some of that separation pay though, right?

At Southeastern. A detective was there at the time.

At Sunday mass, you can't be found.

At the time Kima observed him on the docks using the cell phone.

At what my man's been up to in the last 24 hours.

At what's in your heads right now.

At you, maybe.

Atlantic Light is in Philly, heading for Port of Elizabeth tonight.

Attaboy.

Attaboy. Make the family proud.

Attagirl.

Avon gotta send up word and wait for word to come back...

Avon to the rescue. How did you know?

Avon, he fixing to stay in my shit.

Avon, he out of pocket for the time being.

Avon, you gotta have somebody for us.

Avon, you knew he was using?

Avon's a soldier.

Avon's father was plain evil, and the son ain't no better.

Back across town where they belong.

Back off to what?

Back to his parents' South Baltimore row home.

Bad advice! You motherfuckers gave me bad advice!

Bad luck, that's all.

Bad package. Hot shots

Baltimore ******s off the hook. I swear.

Banana, too.

Barring anything unforeseen, you're out in an hour.

Base to 1 1 34. Target number two is coming at your 20.

BB has 1 2 sections. This says 14. You see what I'm saying?

Be advised, I've got a White male, orange safety vest...

Be advised, it is a warehouse.

Be advised, target 27 is on the move.

Be nice to have a few answers for those reporters.

Be nice to tickle the wire when we raid the brothel.

Be subtle with it, man.

Be that as it may, we spent the money and took our best shot.

Beadie Russell. She wasn't much when we started, you know.

Beadie, darling, I don't know what happened there.

Beatrice Russell. She pretty at least?

Beats the fuck out of me.

Beats the fuck outta me.

Beats the hell out of E.C.U. anyway.

Beavis, that's the name of the guy we're supposed to be working.

Because $400,000 is still a lot of money.

Because Eastside dope be kicking the shit out of Westside dope.

Because he believes this man and his down at the heels union local...

Because he's got a shotgun about yea long.

Because I can get behind that business in a big way.

Because I like you.

Because I'm concerned about you fucking yourself up.

Because if I caught him once...

Because linking a street level drug connect to our main target...

Because of terrorism, I guess.

Because the same blood don't flow for us, Pop.

Because whatever went wrong on that ship was known to whoever...

Because when the shit fall bad, it all fall bad on them.

Because why, Detective?

Because why, Detective?

Because you don't get the right message, these girls are dying on my docks?

Because you don't want to know.

Because you got to get up, everybody does?

Because you swore to me we had an eyeball witness....

Because you want to.

Because your real name ain't no good.

Been chasing this shit from one corner to the next like it's a plan.

Been pulling in any women who've been over here on the circuit.

Been quiet.

Been what, a year?

Before half the fucking waterfront's talking about us.

Before I deliver, I wanna know what you need it for.

Before I rule it, I wanna go down with a metallurgist to be sure.

Before I slap you with insubordination.

Before the ship ties up.

Before the warehouse phone came down.

Before you start dancing with your Jane Doe...

Before, you wanted to know nothing. Now, you ask.

Behind the fact that he got to live in this city, too...

Being tossed off the ship after she's already dead from a beat down.

Believe me, we ain't short on paperwork here either.

Believed to have ties to Colombian narco terrorist

Beluga caviar or bombs, maybe.

Bernard, you're upsetting my partner, man. What are you doing?

Besides, I got a caper in mind that is gonna put that horseshit to shame.

Besides, I had some good people watching them.

Besides, I'm from Westport, and I told them club owners straight up...

Besides, you might have hands all over you before we get what we need.

Best bet is to get the new number off the Russian's cell phone.

Best I can do is half. That's 10. I can count to 10.

Best I can offer you is a tow line.

Best progress so far is "White Mike" McArdle.

Best you can get, maybe half a day doing break bulk...

Best you'll do is one or two extra gangs a week on them blowers.

Better to let them think it was a random raid and see what's said on the wire today.

Better to let them think it was a random raid and see what's said on the wire today.

Better to let them think it was a random raid and see what's said on the wire today.

Better, actually.

Between me, Kima, Herc and Carver...

Between what you make with them scissors and this...

Big chief.

Big Daddy Lipscomb was right tackle. Your brain's gone to shit, Jessy.

Big man on the docks.

Big man, that ain't gonna work for Omar.

Big night for Jimmy McNulty.

Big Roy, let me have your card.

Bill, I'm not arguing that the jurisdiction's not technically ours.

Bill, you look like you could use a good cup of coffee.

Billy still got our money though, right? So you need to get down to New York, man.

Bingo.

Bird and them were there to see it. But another man did all the extras:

Bird committed more than one murder?