I like the way you die, boy.
Who's that stumblin' around in the dark? State your business or prepare to get winged!
Oh man, I can't fucking believe this. Another basement, another elevator. How can the same shit happen to the same guy twice?
Just once, I'd like a regular, normal Christmas. Eggnog, a fuckin' Christmas tree, a little turkey. But, no. I gotta crawl around in this motherfuckin' tin can.
- You're the wrong guy in the wrong place at the wrong time.
- Story of my life.
- How do you like the bounty hunting business?
- Kill white folks and they pay you for it? What's not to like?