Wanting people to listen, you can't just tap them on the shoulder anymore. You have to hit them with a sledgehammer, and then you'll notice you've got their strict attention.
I like the way you die, boy.
What’s in the box? What’s in the fucking box?
Who's that stumblin' around in the dark? State your business or prepare to get winged!
Ernest Hemingway once wrote, "The world is a fine place and worth fighting for." I agree with the second part.
Detective. Detective. DETECTIVE! You're looking for me.
You're no messiah. You're a movie of the week. You're a fucking t-shirt, at best.
This guy's methodical, exacting, and worst of all, patient.
- How do you like the bounty hunting business?
- Kill white folks and they pay you for it? What's not to like?