The Wire quotes
257 total quotesValchek: Now the votes are in, and you're movin' your damn golf trophies upstairs to the Commissioner's office, now you're freezin' me out, huh? Fuckin' rat-fucker's, all of ya'. This is my case, mine! And now you're gonna tell me who the target is? Well not fuckin' likely.
Valchek: So, what's my role in your little drama?
Carcetti: I thought you might broker a meeting, you know... help your fearless leader see the light about his new friend on the council.
Valchek: And I should tell him, what? Make nice or invest heavily in petroleum jelly?
Carcetti: Hey, his ass, his choice.
Carcetti: I thought you might broker a meeting, you know... help your fearless leader see the light about his new friend on the council.
Valchek: And I should tell him, what? Make nice or invest heavily in petroleum jelly?
Carcetti: Hey, his ass, his choice.
Walon: Look, forgiveness from other folks is good, but ain't nothin' but words comin' at you from outside. You want to kick this shit, you got to forgive your own self. Love yourself some, brother. And then drag your sorry ass to some meetings.
Bubbles: Meetings?
Walon: What the fuck do you wanna hear? That you're strong enough to do this by yourself? Gettin' clean's the easy part. And then comes life.
Bubbles: Meetings?
Walon: What the fuck do you wanna hear? That you're strong enough to do this by yourself? Gettin' clean's the easy part. And then comes life.
Walon: You're disappointed. Shit, this ain't about the bug, is it? This is you trying to make the past be everything, mean everything. You don't even want to think about the here and now. Sorry, Bubs. Shame ain't worth as much as you think. Let it go.
Wee-Bey: [To De'Londa] Remember who the fuck you talking to right here. Remember who I am. My word is still my word. In here, in Baltimore, in any place you can think of calling home, it'll be my word that finds you. You still got me. We'll get by. But you gonn' let go of that boy. Bet that.
Witness: I saw only the one of them. He was black, big I thought. With a large weapon.
Bunk: BNBG.
Vernon: [laughing] Big Negro, Big Gun.
Bunk: BNBG.
Vernon: [laughing] Big Negro, Big Gun.
[about chicken nuggets inventor]
Poot: You think he get paid?
Wallace: Shit, he richer than a motherfucker.
Poot: You think he get paid?
Wallace: Shit, he richer than a motherfucker.
[after the Stevedores' Union members testified in front of the Grand Jury]
Bunk: How'd we do, Charlie?
Charlie: I almost got one to swear that the docks are actually near the water.
Bunk: How'd we do, Charlie?
Charlie: I almost got one to swear that the docks are actually near the water.
[At Bird's trial]
Ilene: And what is your occupation?
Omar: Occupation?
Ilene: What exactly do you do for a living, Mr. Little?
Omar: I rip and run.
Ilene: You...
Omar: I robs drug dealers.
Ilene: And exactly how long has this been your occupation, Mr. Little?
Omar: Well, I don't know exactly. I venture to say maybe 'bout eight or nine years.
Ilene: Mr. Little, how does a man rob drug dealers for eight or nine years and live to tell about it?
Omar: Day at a time, I suppose.
Ilene: And what is your occupation?
Omar: Occupation?
Ilene: What exactly do you do for a living, Mr. Little?
Omar: I rip and run.
Ilene: You...
Omar: I robs drug dealers.
Ilene: And exactly how long has this been your occupation, Mr. Little?
Omar: Well, I don't know exactly. I venture to say maybe 'bout eight or nine years.
Ilene: Mr. Little, how does a man rob drug dealers for eight or nine years and live to tell about it?
Omar: Day at a time, I suppose.
[Bunk and McNulty secretly eating crabs in the interrogation room]
Bunk: You got these off the boat?
McNulty: What, in winter? In a couple of months... fringe benefit. Can't catch crabs in homicide, right?
Bunk: Uh-uh... except maybe the occasional emergency room nurse every now and then.
Bunk: You got these off the boat?
McNulty: What, in winter? In a couple of months... fringe benefit. Can't catch crabs in homicide, right?
Bunk: Uh-uh... except maybe the occasional emergency room nurse every now and then.
[Bunk comes into detail room wearing lacrosse sweats]
Herc: Lacrosse?
Bunk: What, a brother can't run with a stick? Jim Brown was an All-American midfielder at Syracuse.
Lester: You putting yourself beside Jim Brown?
Bunk: Lester, um, I'm, I'm just saying...
Daniels: I thought you were born in pinstripes!
Bunk: Lieutenant, I was under the impression that, uh, when detailed against his will to some backwards-ass, no-count, out-in-the-district, lost ball/tall-grass drug investigation, a veteran police of means and talent can wear whatever the fuck he damn well pleases.
Herc: Lacrosse?
Bunk: What, a brother can't run with a stick? Jim Brown was an All-American midfielder at Syracuse.
Lester: You putting yourself beside Jim Brown?
Bunk: Lester, um, I'm, I'm just saying...
Daniels: I thought you were born in pinstripes!
Bunk: Lieutenant, I was under the impression that, uh, when detailed against his will to some backwards-ass, no-count, out-in-the-district, lost ball/tall-grass drug investigation, a veteran police of means and talent can wear whatever the fuck he damn well pleases.
[during extended surveillance detail, Herc takes a picture of Carver]
Carver: Hey, don't waste film.
Herc: We've been here so fucking long that you're startin' to look good to me.
Carver: Hey, don't waste film.
Herc: We've been here so fucking long that you're startin' to look good to me.