I don't wanna go to no dance unless I can rub some tit.
“Old Cases” · Season 1, Episode 4
In this episode: Jimmy McNulty (3), Lester Freamon (3), Bodie Broadus (1), D'Angelo Barksdale (1), Poot Carr (1), Wallace (1), Bubbles (1)
How can he know where the stash at? The narco's don't know, but he do, 'cause some nigga snitchin'!
Man, ain't nobody gotta be snitchin' for Omar, or one of his boys, to creep by and see where the stash at.
[to Bodie] How you ain't courtside for bankin' a narco?
Man, Boys Village ain't shit! I'm just too bad for that off-brand, lil' boy bullshit, man. It can't hold me.
I'm late for soccer practice.
Suck what?
How long you been in the pawn shop unit?
Thirteen years and four months.
Thirteen years?
And four months.
I gotta ask you, what exactly does a police officer assigned to the pawn shop unit do?
You intake reports from registered pawn shops on all items valued over $50. Then you make an index card for that item. Then you file that index card. If someone wants to find out if something stolen has been pawned, we look to see if we have an index card. If we do, we do. If we don't, we don't.
You did that for thirteen years?
And four months.
Why'd you ask out of homicide?
Wasn't no ask about it.
You got the boot?
Uh-huh.
What'd you do to piss 'em off?
Police work.
I think I need to buy you a drink.
Just one?
So what did you do?
What do you think I did? I charged him with receivin', then had his ass testify.
Well, you coulda made the case without him. Just on the prints and the statement.
Probably. Yep.
Why didn't you?
Why? [he gives McNulty a knowing look] Why are you fuckin' up yourself chasin' Avon Barksdale?
[McNulty smiles and takes a drink]
A week after the trial ends, the major comes to me and asks me where I wanna go. I told him, I don't care, I like to be outside, you know? Gimme a goddamn foot post, I'll still make my money, you know? Send my ass up to Edmondson Avenue, I don't give a shit.
You went to a foot post?
No, major come back and asked me where I don't wanna go. And he asked like he wanna make sure I land okay. So, I tell him, I don't want no fuckin' paper-shufflin'. No office shit. Send my black ass outside and let me police somewhere.
[laughs] Pawn shop unit.
Mm-hmm. They got me good, huh?
So why'd they let you out of the box? Why now?
I guess they just forgot about me.
[laughs] Shit, Lester. You're back from the dead. You rolled away the stone. Bunk Moreland says you're natural police. One of the few.
[sighs] Yeah, I've had my moments. Detective... when they ask you where you wanna go - and they are gonna ask you where you wanna go - do yourself a favor. Keep your mouth shut.
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