Transcript for The Wire: 100 Greatest Quotes

D'ANGELO: Is this money? Mothafucka, money be green!

RAWLS: You, McNulty, are a gaping asshole. I know it.

AVON: Wassup playboy? How come you’re wearing that suit b? It’s 85 fuckin’ degrees out here and you trying to be like Pat Riley.

PROP JOE: Man, look the part, be the part, motherfucker.

WALLACE: This is me, yo, right here.

STRINGER: We're going to handle this like businessmen, sell the shit, make the profit and later for that gangsta bullshit.

POOT: Do the chair know we gonna look like some punk-ass bitches out there?

OMAR: I mean, I do some dirt, too, but I ain't never put my gun on nobody that wasn't in the game.

BUNK: A man must have a code.

OMAR: Oh, mos' def'.

MARLA DANIELS: The game is rigged, but you cannot lose if you don't play.

WEE-BEY: For another pit sammich and some tater salad, I'll go a few more.

STRINGER: Nigga, is you taking notes on a criminal fucking conspiracy?

CLAY DAVIS: I'll take any mothafucker's money if he givin' it away!

D'ANGELO: Where the fuck is Wallace? Huh? Huh? String? String?

Look at me! Where the fuck is Wallace? HUH!?

PROP JOE: You don't think I'm gonna send any of my people up against Brother?!?

Shit, that nigga got more bodies on him than a Chinese cemetery.

RAWLS: These are for you, McNulty.This one over here goes up your narrow fuckin' Irish ass and this badboy here is in your fuckin eye.

BUNK: (repeatedly) Ya happy now, bitch?

OMAR: I’ll do what I can to help y’all. But the game’s out there, and it’s play or get played.

LEVY: You are stealing from those who themselves are stealing the lifeblood from our city. You are a parasite who leaches off the culture of drugs ...

OMAR: (interrupting) Just like you, man.

LEVY: Excuse me?

OMAR: I got the shotgun .... you got the briefcase.

It's all in the game ...

EMPLOYEE: No, no, you just pay at the register.

SNOOP: Nah, man, you go ahead and handle that for me, man. And keep the rest for your time.

EMPLOYEE: This is $800.

SNOOP: So what, man? You earned that buck like a motherfucker, man. Keep that shit.

SLIM CHARLES: If it's a lie, we must fight with that lie.

WEE-BEY: 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.

(GUNSHOT)

SNOOP: You didnt even wait to get the mothafucka in the house!

CLAY DAVIS: (repeatedly) Sheeeeeeeeeit!

BUBBLES: Ain't no shame in holding on to grief ...

as long as you make room for other things too.

(GUNSHOT)

SLIM CHARLES: That one's for Joe.

GANSTER: Shit, that sentimental motherfucker cost us money!

MARLO: Let em know Marlo step to any motherfucka out there- Omar, Barksdale, whoever. MY NAME IS MY NAME!

MCNULTY: (repeatedly) The fuck did I do?

OMAR: (LAUGHING) All in the game yo...

(LAUGHING) All in the game.

(CACKLING)