I say what I mean, and I do what I say.
Once it escalated into a murder one beef for all of 'em after they killed the first two guards, they didn't hesitate. Popped guard number three because... what difference does it make? Why leave a living witness?
I gotta hold on to my angst. I preserve it because I need it. It keeps me sharp, on the edge, where I gotta be.
When these guys walk out the door of whatever score they're gonna take next, they're gonna have the surprise of a lifetime.
It's like you said. All I am is what I'm going after.
I've got three dead bodies on a sidewalk off Venice boulevard, Justine, I'm sorry if the goddamn...chicken...got overcooked.
If it's between you and some poor guy whose wife you're gonna make a widow... brother, you are going down.
I am double the worst trouble you ever thought of.
I do what I do best, I take scores. You do what you do best, try to stop guys like me.
I'm alone, I am not lonely.
He knew the risks, he didn't have to be there. It rains... you get wet.
I don't even know what I'm doing anymore. I know life is short, whatever time you get is luck. You want to walk? You walk right now. Or on your own... on your own you choose to come with me. And all I know is... all I know is there's no point in me going anywhere anymore if it's going to be alone... without you.
We want to hurt no one. We're here for the bank's money, not your money. Your money is insured by the federal government, you're not gonna lose a dime. Think of your families, don't risk your life. Don't try and be a hero.
Do you see me doin' thrill seeker liquor store robberies with a "Born To Lose" tattoo on my chest?
A guy once told me, "Do not have any attachments, do not have anything in your life you are not willing to walk out on in 30 seconds flat if you spot the heat around the corner."
You don't live with me, you live among the remains of dead people. You sift through the detritus, you read the terrain, you search for signs of passing, for the scent of your prey, and then you hunt them down. That's the only thing you're committed to. The rest is the mess you leave as you pass through.
I may be stoned on grass and Prozac, but you've been walking through our life dead.
It's like risk versus reward, baby
Well ya know, for me, the action is the juice.
Ain't a hard time been invented that I cannot handle.