What kind of marriage is this? What kind of family? You’ve taken my career from me, you’ve taken my home. You’ve taken my name. I thought we were in this together.[to Elizabeth]
We made it. We’re almost home. And when we finish this, when everyone’s safe, we’ll have all the time in the world to do things differently.
The house that puts family first will always defeat the house that puts the whims and wishes of its sons and daughters first.
You may have 800 houses, my friend, but none of them is home. We will keep you on the run for the rest of your life, or until we catch you, or kill you. From now on, nowhere is safe.