After a beat, Daniels blinks, and then stares directly at Burrell: "You do what you feel You want to bring Avon in on half a case, you go ahead. You want to put my shit in the street? Feel free. But the Eastern had a lot of stories -- mine ain't the only one. A lot of people came through that district. If you were gonna do me, I'd already be done. But there ain't nothing you fear more than a bad headline, now, is there? You'd rather live in shit than let the world see you work a shovel. You can order warrants, and I'll serve 'em. But as long as I have days left on those dead wires, this case goes on." As Burrell stares, gobsmacked, Daniels stands and throws him a loose salute. Holy shit, you guys. Daniels just brought sexy back.
Orlando's. A SWAT team busts in, though it's less cool than you might think since it's, like, noon. In the back room, Avon and Stringer calmly sit, watching the cops on their security cameras; Avon cracks up at the "Delta Force-looking motherfuckers" as Stringer hangs up his phone. Avon asks what's up with Levy, and Stringer says he'll meet them down there, so...if the cops were counting on the element of surprise, that was a miscalculation. Avon complains that he still couldn't get the safe out of the room. He learns that there's $150,000 in it, and asks Stringer to open it: "No sense in ruining a good safe." Stringer complies, sighing. Well, sure. But unless it would cost $150,000 to replace, I don't really know why they wouldn't have at least taken the money out of the building before now. I guess if that's, like, two days' revenue, one can be cavalier.
As the cop business rolls on outside, Daniels and McNulty sit watching in an SUV. "This isn't as much fun as I thought it would be," comments McNulty. Daniels notes that the SWAT guys "do love to break out their toys." "Do they think it's Tony Montana up there?" wonders McNulty. "These guys probably haven't touched a gun in years." We get a few shots of the SWAT guys, in their ridiculous totally-not-tense standoff, and then McNulty decides he's seen enough: "You and me, Lieutenant." They climb out of the truck, and as we hear the SWAT guys radio-ing through the usual (I guess) procedure, Daniels and McNulty stroll nonchalantly up to the door. Just as the lead SWAT guy radios that they're going to move in on his command, Daniels is like, "Yeah, you can leave." The SWAT leader starts whining about being sidelined, but Daniels snaps, "My case. Back your men off." Daniels knocks politely on the door, and after a moment, some beefy guy appears. As a SWAT guy leads him off, McNulty and Daniels go in.