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No offense to your father-in-law, but it's real thin.
Fuck you then, I ain't no snitch.
We need to talk to you about something.
Some kind of beef that Valchek has.
Yo, Rock.
I know, I'm sorry.
You need money, you come to me.
I'm taking the bar exam in a month.
They tossing shit Tae had in his cell, man.
and have your assurances of institutional support...
Yeah?
I wanna get back together.
because I'm concerned about you fucking yourself up.
-We ain't got time. -I know.
outside Patapsco terminal?
Valchek asked for me by name, didn't he?
Is that what you think?
How about you?
-What the fuck are you wearing? -Italian leather, all right?
with a big-ass package.
They come back today, we tell the shipper we lost the can in the stacks.
You all planted that shit.
Send them from here. Tanks and tanks down at your docks.
I do care that the old Polack comes away from it...
There is an Anya here.
No, sir.
They needed to see the inside of an interrogation room. They were the case.
because he's got a shotgun about yea-long.
What did you say?
Don't worry, Lieutenant.
but the detail is investigative and comes under CID.
Fact is, we shook things up down there snatching all them cameras.
-if that's what you're interested in. -Your terms?
McNulty they really hate, not that I blame them.
Mr. McNulty, this is Dr. Halpern's office.
Don't you have a job?
She mention any names?
-Nadya. -Is she in trouble?
I think what we're asking is reasonable under the circumstances.
He can identify the method by which contraband is smuggled...
Ain't no lady.
No?
I remember when you found them all in the stacks.
Yo, Dee, you want any Silver Surfers?
Someone gets something dropped on him or gets run over by a front-end loader...
Yup.
by offering information implicating other prisoners...
I'll leave you to it, then.
Not even Ray Charles can save that mess for me.
I've been instructed by the Corrections Commissioner...
You be talking to that nigger soon enough.
and you're gonna have a couple dozen of them...
trying to explain what happened.
Sir, the witnesses--
Shot and a beer, darling.
-If I could fart now, I would. -That's a surprise.
Christ, Ziggy.