Those are brave men knocking at our door. Let’s go kill them.
This is how it works now. Look around. There is no more good, there is no more bad, right or wrong. It’s us or them, kill or be killed.
There are two kinds of folks who sit around thinking about how to kill people. Psychopaths and mystery writers.
The truth is I’m not a superhero. And Sands and his men, they’re probably not wearing capes either. They’re real. Killing real people. And in the real world, bad guys win and good guys die.
The only thing that keeps you from becoming a monster is killing.
Sometimes men want me to kill them, so they can die attached to some purpose.
So many people, so many times going to so much trouble to kill me. I’m f***ing dying anyway.[to Alfie]
Secrets get you killed.
Saving someone doesn’t mean unkilling someone else.
Robots don’t kill people, people kill people.
One does not kill for art or money. They are commodities easily lost and just as easily gained.
Now I’m gonna kill you, just like I killed your father! I didn’t really kill your father, that just kinda sounded cool.
