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They turn your money against you.
and you're watching that house for nothing.
Hey, slow up, girlfriend, we need to talk for a minute.
...by the use of integrated math concepts such as algebraic reasoning...
in certain spots, and the police won't bother us.
Meeting adjourned.
Little man, up on B tier, one of his boys in the dormitory...
- Yo, mister. - Yo.
I mean, you don't know it, but these are hard times in a hard land.
With that said, then, the first thing is to get you enrolled in a GED program.
You gonna bang Burrell and the state's attorney then?
- Go on, nigga, hit this shit. - No, man, I gotta drop urine tomorrow.
- We call him Dennis. He's not new. - Okay, how are you doing with him?
Now, once again, from the data...
I'm sorry. You know, I came straight from work, or I'd have changed.
It's appreciated, you know.
- Anything I can do to help, you know. - I ain't seen you around the way.
Yo, wipe your nose, yo.
They say...
Well, you telling me nobody in this department know...
- Marlo making a move? - Just watch.
Bring as many as you can in your cars.
scrimping and scraping, killing each other on the corner on some bullshit.
Yeah, of course I'm clean.
What makes me think you ain't?
- I hear the WMD is the bomb. - WMD. Right here.
And while you're bucking the new system, the smart ones among you...
Officer. Excuse me, Officer.
than on the whole goddamn squad. That is, till he scuffed himself up.
Well...
I don't mean to be picky with you about this...
Right here.
Mr. McNulty.
You see if it don't work out the way I say.
double up on the head-knocking and corner-clearing.
We'll help, but it's gonna be your sweat.
I ain't gonna bang nobody.
and ain't got shit to show for it.
They get comfortable with it pretty quick.
- Shit, they sent me to you, George. - What the fuck can I tell you?
I remember this. Sixth grade.
or you stash that shit in the phone booth?