You know who people hate more than litigators? Puppy killers.
You don’t decide to trust someone. It happens, or it doesn’t, no matter how much you want it to.
You chose wrong, Jessica. You always have.
You can see my skin. You can touch it. But you got no idea what my mind is thinking.
You can get anything delivered in New York City. Or anyone. But you gotta be careful what you open your door to. Whatever you let in will eventually get out. Particularly with me around.
You are far more capable than I ever was. Maybe I don’t have to be amazing. Maybe I just made you.[to Jessica]
When you protect a bad person, that makes you a bad person.
This is a safe house? It looks like a ’70s furniture outlet.
There’s only one path to true justice. You’re getting very good at it.[to Jessica]
There’s no manual that tells you what to do when your mother who has been dead for 17 years comes back and is a mass murderer. I’m kind of winging it.
There was a kind of freedom to being under Kilgrave’s control. You’re not a slave to guilt or fear or even logic. You just do what you’re told.
There are worse things than death. Once you’re worm food, it’s over. Painless. Quiet. While the rest of us are stuck digging holes, picking up the pieces and remembering.
