The Wire (TV Series)
Middle Ground (2004)
Michael Kenneth Williams: Omar Little
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Quotes
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[Omar and Brother Mouzone have Stringer cornered, their guns turned on him]
Stringer Bell : I ain't strapped. Look, man. I ain't involved. I ain't involved in that gangster bullshit no more.
[both gunmen are silent, Stringer is breathing hard from running]
Stringer Bell : What y'all niggers want, man? Huh? Money?
[however, he just gets more silence]
Stringer Bell : IS THAT IT? Cause if it is, man, I can be a better friend to y'all alive.
Omar : You still don't get it, do you? This ain't about your money, bro. Your boy gave you up. That's right. And we ain't had to torture his ass neither!
[Stringer is silent, realizing that Omar now knows he had his lover Brandon tortured and killed. He then looks to Brother Mouzone, and with him there - realizes he now knows he tried to have him killed, and that both men have come for retribution]
Stringer Bell : [regrettably] Seems like I can't say nothing to change y'all minds.
[long silence]
Stringer Bell : Well, get on with it, motherfu...
[Omar and Mouzone shoot him to death]
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[Omar is walking down a dark alley at night, carrying his bag and whistling. Suddenly, he hears the click of a gun being cocked behind him]
Brother Mouzone : [offscreen] That's far enough. Drop your laundry and turn slowly.
[Omar drops his bag]
Omar : So you gonna rob me now. I need to remind you who I am?
Brother Mouzone : Omar, isn't it?
[Omar turns, revealing Brother Mouzone, pointing a pistol at him]
Brother Mouzone : Pull it slowly, then toss it.
Omar : [slowly reaching for his own pistol] Oh, I WILL move slow. But I ain't tossin' nothin'... Bow Tie. So whatever you gonna do, you might as well go ahead and make it quick. I knew you'd come back.
Brother Mouzone : I trust you didn't lose sleep over it.
Omar : Worryin' about you be like wonderin' if the sun gonna come up. Ain't about to wild out over it. What I wanna know is how you find me.
Brother Mouzone : Your boy. He didn't give you up easy.
Omar : Ain't no sugar water runnin' through them veins. You kill him?
Brother Mouzone : He's resting.
[Omar slowly pulls his gun out of his belt]
Brother Mouzone : I see you favor a .45.
Omar : Tonight I do. And I keeps one in the chamber, in case you ponderin'. Nice show piece you got there.
Brother Mouzone : Walther PPK, .380, double action.
Omar : [slowly raising his gun so Mouzone can see it] Hear them Walthers like to jump some.
Brother Mouzone : As will you, with one in your elbow.
Omar : That gun ain't got enough firepower to make my joint useless. It definitely won't stop me from emptyin' out half my mag.
Brother Mouzone : You might not hit me.
Omar : [chuckling] This range? And this caliber? Even if I miss, I can't miss.
Brother Mouzone : I admire a man with confidence.
Brother Mouzone : [slowly leveling his gun, aiming it at Mouzone's chest] I don't see no sweat on your brow neither, bruh.
[long pause as the two men silently regard each other from across the alley]
Brother Mouzone : I suppose we could stand here all night.
Omar : 'Spose we could. Or settle this once and forever.
[another pause, then Mouzone releases the hammer on his gun and lowers it]
Brother Mouzone : I want to ask you something... brother.
[Omar lowers his gun]
Omar : Omar listenin'.
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Brother Mouzone : Is there an alley entrance?
Omar : Boarded up on both sides. We gonna have to go through the front.
Brother Mouzone : That's a change for you, isn't it?