Maybe it’s in us. It’s with Shelbys. It’s in our Gypsy blood. We live somewhere between life and death, waiting to move on. And in the end, we accept it. We shake hands with the devils and we walk past them.[to Tommy]
Men don’t have the strategic intelligence to conduct a war between families. Men are less good at keeping secrets out of their lies.
We’ve kept each other alive. But I didn’t just put my head through that window. I climbed through it. First I thought it was madness, but no. When you’ve put your head out of that window, you can do anything you want. Because there are no rules. Because there are no risks.[about her and Tommy]