Your problem is you have spent your whole life thinking there are rules. There aren’t. We used to be gorillas. All we had is what we could take and defend.
Because some roads you shouldn’t go down. Because maps used to say there’d be dragons here. Now they don’t. But that don’t mean the dragons aren’t there.
There’s an accounting coming, Mr. Stussy, and you know I’m right. Mongol hordes descending. Now what are you doing to insulate yourself and your family? You think you’re rich. You’ve no idea what “rich” means. “Rich” is a fleet of private planes filled with decoys to mask your scent. It’s a banker in Wyoming and another in Gstaad. So that’s action item one, the accumulation of wealth, and I mean wealth, not money.[to Emmit]
The problem is not that there is evil in the world, the problem is that there is good. Because otherwise, who would care?
That’s just how it is sometimes. Life. You know, you go to bed unsatisfied. They’re calling lottery numbers on the TV, and you get the first few, and already in your mind, you’re buying a jet or a fjord or whatever, but it’s just not meant to be. It’s just not meant to be.
Mister, we’re not friends. I mean, maybe we will be someday. But I gotta say, if that were me in your position… I would have killed that man.