The Wire
All Due Respect

Episode Report Card
Mr. Sobell: B | Grade It Now!
"There's Never Been A Paper Bag"

While Freamon is skulking around Homicide, sneaking looks at the crime-scene photos his team is following on the wiretap, Kima is at home with her partner and baby watching what sounds like Fear Factor on the TV and having strained conversations that end in disapproving silence. From the look on Kima's face, it's clear who's having the more enjoyable evening.

The drug-trade thing having not worked out for Cutty, he's now turning to the life of day-labor, which has him waiting on a street corner with large masses of Spanish-speaking gentlemen. From the campaign trail, Tom Tancredo vows to have Cutty deported. (And literally seconds after I type that sentence comes word that Tom Tancredo has dropped out of the presidential race. The lesson? I have freaky mind powers. Stay on my good side. Don't make me do to you what I did to John From Cincinnati.)

Freamon and Kima are playing back Cheese's seemingly incriminating-though-we-know-not-really phone conversation to Daniels, who is understandably dubious about this turn of good fortune. "He never talks like that," Daniels mutters. "Now why would..." "Because all good things come to those who wait," says Freamon, in defiance of all evidence presented heretofore in human existence. Daniels wonders whether McNulty knows, perhaps because McNulty is not shown visibly humping Daniels's leg in anticipation of getting one step closer to Stringer Bell.

The reason McNulty isn't humping said leg -- literally or metaphorically -- is because he's still busy freelancing the belated investigation into D'Angelo Barksdale's untimely demise. Right now, he's paying a visiting to Donette, who is just the least bit visibly perturbed that someone would be taking an interest in D'Angelo at this stage in the game. "Let me ask you," McNulty says to Donette. "When you heard Dee was a suicide, what did you think?" Apparently, she thought to stare icily off into the distance, because that's what she's doing now. Anyhow, McNulty lets it slip that maybe D'Angelo didn't shuffle off this mortal coil of his own volition, apologizes for any trouble he may have caused, and leaves behind his card, just in case the seeds of doubt he's planted in Donette's mind flower into a beautiful bush of vengeful accusation.

Over to Comstat, where Marvin, the poor miserable bastard we saw getting dressed down by Rawls in the last episode is still getting dressed down by Rawls for either failing to bring down the crime rate in his district or failing to master statistics. Or, possibly both. Presumably, this is a new dressing-down or at least everyone took a nice break to shower and shave. The long and the short of it is, the Eastern District had four bodies drop in a five-hour period, and Rawls is curious as to exactly what Marvin plans to do about it. "You've got four bodies all within two blocks of each other, and you can't even start to connect the fucking dots," Rawls hisses. From the looks on the faces of Colvin and Burrell, both seated in the peanut gallery, they've managed to connect the dots. And those dots say, in 40-foot-high letters carved into a cliff: GET SOMETHING DONE.

Previous 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17Next

The Wire




Get the most of your experience.
Share the Snark!

See content relevant to you based on what your friends are reading and watching.

Share your activity with your friends to Facebook's News Feed, Timeline and Ticker.

Stay in Control: Delete any item from your activity that you choose not to share.

The Latest Activity On TwOP