The Best The Wire, Season 3, Episode 5 Quotes

- Yo. I got some downtown suits who wanna holler at you real quick.
- Ah, shit. Takin' me to see suits?
- I'm tryin' to see some skirts.

- At a bar. Workin' the door.
- You know, it's just...
- Just till I find something a little bit better.
- Yeah?
- Reminds me.
- Your friend called again this morning.
- She said for you to remember your appointment.
- Says there's a job in it, if you still iookin'.

- Lieutenant?
- Sir, I now understand that prevention is the way to go, and we'll immediately change our hours to reflect the data.
- All right, lieutenant.
- Fecal gravity.
- You beat on the right people and the shit rolls down the hill.

- What up, man?
- I'm feeling good to be out of this motherfucker.
- There's a sign on the other side of this gate that say, "never again."
- That's the only fucking thing
- I'm gonna take with me from here.
- First things first. Let's get you iookin' right.
- You got my shit.
- Yes. Yes. Good-looking, baby.

[Police radio] Speaking to officer at
- 5-baker-25 on the northern channel.
- 23-03 to kga.
- Have foxtrot meet me on six, Adam.
- Foxtrot, 10-4.
- 23-03 to foxtrot.
- Foxtrot, standing by.
- It's a black Mercedes, pulling out the lot.
- Copy that, we got the eyeball.

- You've already called a meeting on it with the state's attorney and the police commissioner.
- It's penciled in for next Wednesday.
- No, Tommy's right on this.
- We need to act quickly.
- I'm glad you came to us with this.
- I'll light a fire, believe me.
- All right, thanks.
- Uh, you will keep me in the loop on this?
- Absolutely. Councilman.

- What's that guy doing?
- Shit.
- Here.
- I can't.
- No, you saved my ass.
Johnny: It's appreciated, you know.
- Yo, bubs, you won't fuckin' believe this.
- Bubs.

- Aagh! [Laughs]
- Careful, I'm only a country boy.
- Shut up.

- Is that some fuckin' rule?
- You call, we haul. You clean?
- Yeah, of course I'm clean.
- Stupid-ass rookie didn't give me a chance to cop.
- This corner's indicted.
- You move over to Vincent street, or we come back with the bracelets.
[Police radio] Anybody available for complaint at...

- These are lieutenants running the corners and I personally feel their pain.
- Now, middle-management means that you have just enough responsibility that you got to listen when people talk and not so much that you can tell anybody to go fuck themselves.
[Woman over radio] 471, 471

Det. James 'Jimmy' McNulty: You disappoint me, Stringer. I had such fucking hopes for us.

- We call him Dennis. He's not new.
- Ok, how are you doin' with him?
- Mom says we can't talk to you about family stuff.
Sean 'Shamrock' McGinty: Dad, you going to the open house?
- Yeah, I'll try.
- I've been real busy at work, though.
- New case and all.
- Mom says you have to go, dad.
- All the other kids' fathers are gonna be there.

- Calls from the detention center.
- Some kind souls begging to assist you in your foundering investigation.
- Oop! [Laughs]
- Let me just grand-jury my man here, lock in his story.
- Now for the gun. Later for his story.
- And that's your sergeant talking.

- happening to you on the way to that jail wagon.
- And while you buckin' the new system, the smart ones among you gonna be down here, makin' money hand over fist.
- So think it over.
- But I swear to god, come Monday, your world and mine ain't gonna be the same.

- Steal from us, motherfucker?
- Get the ring too, yo.
Gerard: Shit won't come off, yo.
Sapper: Drop him.
- Arrrghh!
[Cutty] You know the man works for us.
- You keep goin' like that, ain't gonna be nothin' left of him to make right what he owes.

- You sure? I mean, you want, he goes.
- Another time, herc.
- We're on the major's clock here.
- Don't forget the face, cocksucker.
- It's gonna be here tomorrow.
- You need me to call dispatch?
- No, it's ok. I'll tell you later.
- I say we get the troops and fuck these assholes up.

- Get his legs.
- Aagh!

- I thought you said these goddamn houses were vacant.
- We must have missed her.
- That's one more thing I gotta do, then.

- If you thinkin' of comin' downtown,
- I got some condos about to come on the line in eight months.
- You say the word, I'm gonna hook you up something nice by the hippodrome.
- Loft apartments. Real nice.
- You disappoint me, string.
- I had such fuckin' hopes for us.
- Have a nice day, officer.

- he say that he got it set up so where we could sell stuff in certain spots and the police won't bother us.
- I know, I know. It's fucked up.
- But I just thought you should know.
- That's it?
- Yeah, just that and the boy marlo.
- Yeah, I'm on it.

- Nah, that can't be him, that dink dead.
- Look, man, I can help you, but first you gotta get me out of these murder beefs.
- How many murders are we talking?
- Look, man, do it have to be the cop's gun?
- Cos if it's guns you want,
- I can get you guns.

- Bitch got to pay.
Sapper: Check his pockets, yo.
- Right.
Sapper: That's mine, yo.
Gerard: Fuck off! Get the fuck off!
[Tannoy] This is command to security.
- What's up, baby?

- Jump-outs from sector to sector, and a zero-tolerance approach.
- We detail a couple of men from each shift, build a flex unit, double up on head-knocking and corner-clearing.
- More of the same, you mean.
- But better.
- Better?
- Better than nothing.

- Excuse me, miss.
- Put your thumb on the scanner.
- Hold on a second.
- What's your name?
- Wise, Dennis wise.
- Take one of those.
- Go around the corner to the second door.
- No, you cannot go outside.
- Are you listening to what I'm saying?

- I know.
- Enjoy tonight. We'll talk later.
- Welcome home.
- What up, prop? How you doing, man?
- You iookin' fit.
- Hell, yeah,
- I've been working out.
- That's all you do.
- Might be a good place for a fat man to find his inner self.

- you gotta keep the devil way down in the hole
- You gotta keep the devil way down in the hole way down way down in the hole

- Excuse me, but the chair reminds me that you have a pressing engagement.
- So if it's all right with you, we can continue this at a later date.
- Meeting adjourned. [Bangs gavel]
- Did you see burrell sweat?
- The man's collar almost melted.
- What the hell got into you?
- You did, old buddy. You did.

- Uh, point of order and shit.
- Chair recognize the esteemed rep of the Veronica Avenue boys.
- All right, look, we done talked this shit to death, all right?
- When we gonna vote?
- Rick do have a point.
- All right, then.
- All those in favor of goin' together so we can get the best discount on a New York package, raise up.

- Go on, nigger, hit this shit.
- No, man, I gotta drop urine tomorrow.
- You worried about that?
- Go ahead, nigger. We got that covered.
- Oh, you got that covered?
- What, you think you're the only motherfucker on parole?
- Yo, nigger, give me that shit.
- There you go.

Bubbles: No offense, son, but that's some weak-ass thinking. You equivocating like a motherfucker.

- enough investments that there's no way to trace it.
- A player gets to that point, there ain't no way in hell a working police is gonna tie a can to his tail.
- Oh, man.
- So, kintel Williamson, the prince of pimlico.
- Where we at on this mope?
- Dnrs on a couple of payphones.

- Yo, mister.
- Yo.
- Throw down your wallet, or I'll jerk this ladder right out.
- What? No!
- I ain't playing.
- Throw down the goddamn money.
- No, please. Help!
- Ok!
- Hey! Leave that man alone!

- You take what you have, you build on it.
- It's all good. Just put it up on the calendar. We should meet.
- Yo, slim.
- You see them two niggers right there?
- They over there getting high in the middle of all this.
- Now where the fucking discipline at, yo?
- Fuck, toss them niggers.

- Just one more thing, though, man.
- I don't mean to be picking with you, especially not after you did all this shit for me, but, look, man, I've been locked down.
- You know what I mean?
- You know what?
- I gotta take this meet.
- I'm gonna get at you. Welcome home, man.

- Good.
- My ex and I are thinking of sending our boys here.
- Any problems, difficulties?
- No, not really.
- I mean, there's the math integration class for my oldest.
- He's in sixth, seventh, and...
- I'm just not sure he's ready, you know, for all that math.

Russell: Motherfucker, what is that?
Sean: Robert Rules say we gotta have minutes for a meeting, right? These the minutes.
Russell: Nigger, is you taking notes on a criminal fucking conspiracy?

- Here, bank that for me.
- Bank it? For what?
- Got me a plan, girl.
- The hoppers here only be wearing them big white t-shirts a couple of times before they Chuck 'em.
- So I'm thinkin', while I'm out here working for y'all,
- I sell them shirts on the corner.
- I'll make my nut comin' and goin'.

- Set up anywhere inside where we got the white flags.
- I'm ready to roll out.
- You just got here. What's wrong?
- Ain't nobody around to buy.
- Good point.
- Man needs customers.
- I'm sayin'...
- No. I mean, you can't make me.
- I'm a sworn fuckin' police officer.