MCNULTY You lying motherfucker, you're as full of shit as I am. And you've got to live with it and play it out as far as it goes, right? Trapped in the same lie. Only difference is, I know why I did it. But fuck if I can figure out what it gets you in the end. But, hey, I'm not part of your tribe.

TEMPLETON You're not serious?

MCNULTY No, no, I'm a fucking joke. And so are you.

LESTER Tell me something, Jimmy. How exactly do you think it all ends?

MCNULTY What do you mean?

LESTER A parade? A gold watch? A shining Jimmy-McNulty-day moment, when you bring in a case sooooo sweet everybody gets together and says, "Aw, shit! He was right all along. Should've listened to the man." The job will not save you, Jimmy. It won't make you whole, it won't fill your ass up.

MCNULTY I dunno, a good case—

LESTER Ends. They all end. The handcuffs go click and it's over. The next morning, it's just you in your room with yourself.

MCNULTY Until the next case.

LESTER Boooooy, you need something else outside of this here.

MCNULTY Like what, dollhouse miniatures?

LESTER Hey, hey, hey, a life. A life, Jimmy. You know what that is? It's the shit that happens while you're waiting for moments that never come.

BUNK MORELAND You're going to jail behind this shit. Yes, you are. You know what they do to police in jail? Pretty police like yourself? Motherfucker, we have kids. Houses. Car payments. Furniture--Jimmy, I just bought brand new lawn chairs and a glass patio table. Now you don't buy no shit like that if you planning to lose your job and go to prison. You won't even get past the ME.

MCNULTY Watch me.

BUNK MORELAND You're dumpin' murders on us that we can't solve, you're fucking the squad's clearance rate.

MCNULTY Fuck the fucking numbers already! The fucking numbers destroyed this fucking department. Landsman and his clearance rate can suck a hairy asshole.

BUNK MORELAND Marlo ain't worth it, man. Nobody is.

MCNULTY Marlo's an asshole. He does not get to win. WE get to win!

DANIELS Motherfucker, why didn't you call in sick?

MCNULTY I'm not sick.

DANIELS Yeah, you are. Write me up a 95 on why you are physically unable to participate in today's activities.

MCNULTY You want me to lie so you can save face?

DANIELS Go on. "I can't jump off with the rest of my unit because my tummy hurts."

MCNULTY Lester, are we still cops?

FREAMON Technically, I suppose so.

MCNULTY Ok, I was just checking.

MCNULTY I'm late for soccer practice.

BUBBLES Suck what?

MCNULTY [to Stringer] I had such fuckin' hopes for us.

PEARLMAN [after having sex] You're an asshole McNulty.

MCNULTY What the fuck did I do?

MCNULTY [about Omar] He play you hard?

BUBBLES I go at him respectable. He put that goddamn shotgun in my face, man. I’m looking at two goddamn tubes of the Harbor Tunnel staring right at me. [McNulty laughs] Each one about yea-big. I damn near piss my pants.

MCNULTY All I did was answer the guy's questions, he's a fucking judge.

LANDSMAN And the Deputy's the fucking Deputy, and he, not the judge, has what's left of your be-shitted career in his hot little hands.