I take his weapons away.[shoots Junior’s hand]Both of them.[shoots Junior’s groin]
I love hit men. No matter what you do to them, you don’t feel bad.
His keys say the padre drove a Mercedes, or at least that’s what they’re passing off as a Mercedes these days. Modern cars: they all look like electric shavers.
Hell’s waking up every goddamn day and not even knowing why you’re here.
Get Senator Roark behind bars? Sure. Maybe after I’ve pulled off that miracle, I’ll go and punch out God.
[after Dwight dunks Jackie Boy in his own urine]Dwight, what in the devil did you do to him?[Shellie]I just gave him a taste of his own medicine.[Dwight McCarthy]
Dames. Sometimes all they gotta do is let it out. And a few buckets later, there’s no way you’d know.
And while you’re at it, ask yourself if that corpse of a slut is worth dying for.[Priest][shoots priest]Worth dying for.[shoots him again]Worth killing for.[shoots him again]Worth going to hell for. Amen.[Marv]
An old man dies, a young woman lives. Fair trade. I love you, Nancy.
Aim careful and look the devil in the eye.
