McNulty: Let me understand you. Every Friday night, you and your boys would shoot crap, right? And every Friday night, your pal Snot Boogie… he’d wait till there’s cash on the ground and he’d grab it and run away? You let him do that?
Kid: We’d catch him and beat his ass but ain’t nobody ever go past that.
McNulty: I’ve gotta ask you: if every time Snot Boogie would grab the money and run away… why’d you even let him in the game?
McNulty: Well, if Snot Boogie always stole the money, why’d you let him play?
Kid: Got to. This America, man.