Episode Report Card Djb: F | 26 USERS: D YOU GRADE IT Someone Left The Crack Out In The Rain
By Djb | Season 4 | Episode 5 | Aired on 07.17.2004
David climbs around the inside of the van for a second, and all at once comes busting out of the back, knocking Jimmy over and sending his gun flying. He takes off to what looks like a truck parking lot of some kind, and hides behind one of eighteen wheels as he watches a police car pull up behind the van. The car idles for a minute, but just at that moment David's cell phone rings and he's tackled from behind by Jimmy. He makes David apologize for running away, but David takes this opportunity to burst into tears because he wants to join the chorus on my couch.
Nobody lives in L.A. Jimmy tries out his new "imagine the guy who finds her" material on David in regard to poor Annie, but David tells him that he doesn't find it funny at all, turning the topic to more personal matters and asking, "Why are you doing this to me? How can you be this way? Because your father died?" Jimmy cops to the fact that his father isn't dead at all, so David continues on the former tack, asking, "How can you be so completely disconnected from another human being." Geddit? Do you do you do you? Because I kind of...don't. Jimmy insists that instead of talking they just "get high and have some fun." Can't. Have to recap.
And up they pull to MacArthur Park, where David parks the van. Jimmy tells David he "could use some crack," and asks him if he's ever done it before. Turns out, no. He insists, "Come on. Let's go find us a crack dealer." Jimmy jumps out of the van. David makes no move to escape. And you know where you can't shoot someone? In a public park. With other people around. Because, apparently, all six people who live in L.A. have gone to the area surrounding MacArthur Park, where I can honestly say I've never been. I'm not even sure I knew it was a real place. They scope out potential crack dealers, and Jimmy walks up to one, asking him, "Couple of rocks. How much?" The gentlemen tells him that it's "forty each," and Jimmy decides to go with one. With which the drug man spits the aforementioned "rock" out of his mouth. And, even though the only part of the The Wire I've ever seen makes it look like it's a show about middle-aged men who stand near water and curse, I still believe this scene is the worst episode of The Wire I've never seen.
And now, I'm learning how to smoke crack. This guy definitely gets less and less cute the more he likes to smoke crack. Well, at least now we know what was in his bag: a lighter that emits a blue flame, a piece of tin foil, and a red straw. This is like a fucked-up game of "In My Grandmother's Attic." If your grandmother is Timothy Leary.
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