The Wire, S1E02 (The Detail): Drug dealers eating lunch
Wallace: Man, these shits is right, yo. It's good with the hot sauce, too.
Bodie: Most definite.
Wallace: Yo, Dee, want some nuggets?
Barksdale: No, go ahead, man.
Wallace: Man, whoever invented these, he off the hook.
Wallace: Motherfucker got the bone all the way out the damn chicken. Till he came along, niggas be chewing on drumsticks and shit getting they fingers all greasy. He said "Later" to the bone. Nugget that meat up and make some real money.
Bodie: You think the man got paid?
Bodie: Man who invented these.
Wallace: Shit, he richer than a motherfucker.
Dee: Why? You think he get a percentage?
Wallace: Why not?
Dee: Nigga, please, the man who invented them things just some sad-ass down at the basement of McDonald's thinking up some shit to make money for the real players.
Bodie: No man, that ain't right.
Dee: Fuck right. It ain't about right, it's about money. Now you think Ronald McDonald gonna go down that basement and say, "Mr. Nugget, you the bomb. We selling chicken faster than you can tear the bone out.
"So, I'm gonna write my clowny-ass name on this fat-ass check for you."
Dee: The nigger who invented them things still working in the basement for regular wage thinking of some shit to make the fries taste better or some shit like that. Believe.
Wallace: ...he still had the idea, though.