- Spiros 'Vondas' Vondopoulos: He knows my name, but my name is not my name. And you... to them you're only "The Greek".
- The Greek: And, of course, I'm not even Greek.
- Omar Little: I'm goin' hard after Stringer.
- Butchie: No point in trying to talk you back down, I suppose.
- Omar Little: You been my bank for how long gonna ask me something like that?
- Butchie: How you gonna get at him?
- Omar Little: I don't even know, Butch. I'll take some time and think on it. One thing for sure, though. The man got to be got, you feel me?... What you see, Butch?
- Butchie: Too much, boy. Too damn much.
- Det. William 'Bunk' Moreland: [Looking at a table full of photos of headless handless corpses] I bet there is another detective somewhere looking at a table full of heads right now.
- Avon Barksdale: String, this ain't about your motherfucking business class either. It ain't that part of it. It's that other thing. The street. It's the street, always.
- Lt. Cedric Daniels: I'll tell you the truth Major. Everyone who saw the punch wrote on it. And they've all got Prez throwing the punch, no question. They've also got you addressing a subordinate officer as, what was it? A shit-bird?
- Maj. Stanislaus Valchek: Fuck you. This is the Baltimore Police Department, not the Roland Park Ladies Tea.
- Joseph 'Proposition Joe' Stewart: Sorry to hear about my boy Sergei. Eton, too. You lost some good people.
- Spiros 'Vondas' Vondopoulos: There'll be some new faces. A week or so. They'll find you. Just as they'll find the others that work with us.
- Joseph 'Proposition Joe' Stewart: A week? I ain't got enough of your good shit to last much past that. You got anything to lay off before you leave?
- Spiros 'Vondas' Vondopoulos: The last shipment is lost.
- Joseph 'Proposition Joe' Stewart: Lost. How you mean?
- Spiros 'Vondas' Vondopoulos: The police might be sitting on it.
- Joseph 'Proposition Joe' Stewart: You ain't sure?
- Spiros 'Vondas' Vondopoulos: There's more where that came from. Always there is more.
- Joseph 'Proposition Joe' Stewart: [chuckles] A'ight, then. Imma let your new people find me. Have a safe trip. Where you say you off to again?
- [Spiros just looks at him, puffs his cigarette, then stands up and walks away]