Now you think Ronald McDonald gonna go down to the basement and say, "Hey Mr. Nugget - you the bomb. We sellin' chicken faster than you can tear the bone out. So I'm gonna write my clowney ass name on this fat-ass check for you." Shit. Man, the nigga who invented them things? Still working in the basement for regular wage, thinking of some shit to make the fries taste better or some shit like that. Believe.
“The Detail” · Season 1, Episode 2
In this episode: Jimmy McNulty (2), D'Angelo Barksdale (2), Poot Carr (2), Wallace (2), Bodie Broadus (1), William Rawls (1), Jay Landsman (1)
You cannot lose if you do not play.
This is just us talking right? Just you, me, my partner and... what did you say your name was?
I didn't say shit.
Just you, me, my partner and Mr. Shit here.
Rawls: McNulty! Where in fuck is he?
I-- uh... he's detailed, Major, to narcotics.
I fuckin' know where he's detailed. I fuckin' already know that.
[about chicken nuggets inventor]
You think he get paid?
Shit, he richer than a motherfucker.
See, that's what I don't get about the drug thing. Why can't you sell the shit and walk the fuck away? You know what I mean? Everything else in this country gets sold without people shooting each other behind it.
:[eating chicken nuggets] Man, these shits is right. Yo.
Mm-hmm.
It's good with the hot sauce too, yo.
Most definite.
Yo, D, you want some nuggets?
Nah, go ahead, man.
Man, whoever invented these, yo, he off the hook.
What?
Mm. Motherfucker got the bone all the way out the damn chicken. ‘Til he came along, niggas be chewin' on drumsticks and shit, gettin' they fingers all greasy. He said, Later for the bone, nugget that meat up, make some real money.
You think the man got paid?
Who?
The man who invented these.
Shit, he richer than a motherfucker.
Why? You think he get a percentage?
Why not?
Nigga, please, the man who invented them things, just some sad-ass down at the basement of McDonald's, thinkin' up some shit to make some money for the real players.
Naw, man, that ain't right.
Fuck "right." It ain't about right, it's about money. Now you think Ronald McDonald gonna go down in that basement and say, "Hey, Mr. Nugget, you the bomb. We sellin' chicken faster than you can tear the bone out. So I'm gonna write my clowny-ass name on this fat-ass check for you"?
Shit.
Man, the nigga who invented them things still workin' in that basement for regular wage, thinkin' up some shit to make the fries taste better, some shit like that. Believe.
Still had the idea though.
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