Kima and McNulty meet up in their cars in a bad part of town. Kima reports that Bubbles spotted Omar's van, and motions up the street to where it's parked: "Different tags, no stolen report -- these come back right for the van, but Bubbs makes it by the cargo rack on the roof." McNulty asks if Kima wants to go after Omar, and she says it can't hurt to try: "We pop Omar, get a gun, he might let us work him." McNulty nods, and Kima asks after the pager. He hands over the pad he's been taking notes on, and says that there've been eight numbers so far, in code. Kima can tell that they're not Baltimore numbers. McNulty complains, "Three weeks to get Daniels to agree, a week to write out the affidavit, and then this bullshit." Kima wonders how complex the code can possibly be if "these knuckleheads" are using it. Um, good point -- these are a passel of middle-school dropouts, after all. She adds that it doesn't speak well of the cops if they can't break it, at which McNulty laughs ruefully. He says that if she wants to take Bubbs back downtown, he'll stay and wait for her...and it's only now that Bubbs sits up and asks what he missed; apparently he was napping. Hee. He asks what he missed, and Kima spits, "Not a goddamn thing." Heh. Bubbs yawns. "Yeah, boring, ain't we," sighs Kima. Bubbs wonders how the cops do what they do all day without wanting to get high. Good point! Just watching this stuff is depressing enough to make me want to get high sometimes. Kima pulls away, and McNulty parks in her position so he can keep an eye on Omar's van. Y'all, is it necessary to park right beside the fire hydrant like that? It's not like this neighbourhood doesn't have enough problems already just for them to get even worse in a huge fire. ...On second thought, it probably couldn't really get that much worse.
Episode Report CardWing Chun: A | 860 USERS: C+
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