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then from Annapolis, if need be.
you're gonna at least chauffeur my drunken ass home.
Yeah, well, I guess, Mr. Mayor...
Marlo runs a tighter ship.
You know, watchin' the girls, smokin' on a little herb, drinkin' a cold beer.
More cops where people can see them. More cops on the pavement,
as the charging papers portray you at the top of the conspiracy.
Just gather your stuff. Come on, we gotta move quick.
You better piss in that cup right there on the floor.
and ran fresh surveillances on Marlo Stanfield.
- You got your... - Not yet.
My precision grip...
weren't even around after the shit went off.
Take me a while. I'm up Northeast. You want me to stay on Cheese?
Ain't you got to do the bit.
He takes that Peter Pan bus down from Baltimore.
- No one 'cept the supply. - You trust the supplier?
And now they've got your cellphones, and they're going for a title three.
Boy named Sherrod.
Don't worry, I rinse it out.
The fella that was with our homeless vet when he saw that firefight.
Developers, people lookin' to capitalize, elected folk like myself.
If he catches a scent, fuck it.
I need teams to arrest Marlo Stanfield, Chris Partlow, and Cheese Wagstaff.
- Come on. - Where...
- What do you think? - After the Clay Davis farce...
I was told by our mayor at the outset that there would be no more Band-Aids,
No, he jersey-rolled a stop and when we tried to pull him over,
- This fuckin' guy stinks. - He probably evacuated.
He ain't lie, y'all did, sorry t'say.
Hey...
Don't sell yourself short. He's got your way of makin' an argument.
I should cut it. With what they charge at the pump, don't make sense to idle.
The A.W.2 lady says you weren't writin' no story.
The kids that you saw today in this citywide debate...
I was wonderin', maybe you could...
Monk is westbound onto O'Donnell. Cheese Wagstaff is on the way in.
Yo, I'm tellin' you, it was Kenard.
There wasn't anything that anyone could have done with that.
- The Dickensian aspect. - Exactly.
I could still hang with you, then.
Invest the shit.