We can choose our family, but not our blood.
We are in a war we have to win. And there is no room for a moral cause in war. The most moral thing that we can do is annihilate those who wish us harm. By any means necessary.
To make room for the future, you must let go of the past.[to EZ]
This is all that we have to give her. It’s all that we’re capable of. It’s all that any of the Reyes men will ever be. Killers.[to Angel]
There’s only two things that buy you safety: guns and money. I’m trying to sell you both.[to Johnny Panic]
There’s no way to defeat the enemy without bloodshed. There’s no way to defeat the enemy without discomfort. Even our own.
There is nothing, and I do mean nothing, we won’t do for our children.[to Adelita]
There are these things, scraps, trash, that we spend our lives blind to until someone we love leaves. Then suddenly we see anything they touched for what it really is. It’s gold.
The only thing a father can ask of his son is to forgive his mistakes.
The more things change, the more they stay the same.
The more brutally we fight, the faster we achieve peace.
The kutte’s not a bad fit. It fits too f***ing well.[to Angel]
