Alright, the way I see it we got three options; I'm gonna go through these in the order of fucking terrible to goddamned nightmare.
I'm not crazy, okay? I'm completely, totally sane. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go blow up this dead body.
If it's killing them, I want to start a fanclub for it - build it a website!
What is wrong with you? How can you be so broken inside... to take so many lives, and then come here and rub it in our faces like it's something to be proud of?! All with that damn smile on your face!
i'm not a good person. I know that. And if i'm going down... i'm going out with a bang.
You don't have to waste your energy trying to change me.
I hate you. I say that not out of anger, but simply as a fact. It's 67 degrees outside and I hate you.
I hate bullies. Tiny dick egotists who hurt people for no reason. People who make general existence worse. Make people lock their doors at night. People like you. Fuckin hate people like you.
Here's a easy way to kill yourself
yelling at the guy who's holding the AK-47.
You start with a code. You hang onto it with every self-righteous breath. But then you take one life. Then another, then another, then another
It's like a wise man once said. "Battle not with monsters, lest you become a monster." I've lost track of how many people I've killed.
Maybe when I'm dead it'll mean something...but right now I'm just a warrior...fighting a lonely war.
All the things that I done, memories, they never hurt me. But the past, it's more than memories. It's the devil you sold your soul to. He's comin'. He's comin' to collect."
You're on your own. No one can help you. Not really. I was just like you once. I thought if I leaned on someone, if I trusted them, all the pain would go away. I was wrong. And anyone that tells you any differently is lying. The loss is here for good now. There's no getting over it. But you can control it. You can channel it. No one else can do that for you. Just you.
All your life, you've gone after victims who couldn't fight back, and the rest of the time you spent looking over your shoulder,worried about the knock on the door, scared that somebody like me would be on the other side waiting to put you away..
If you don't see fear, maybe it's because I'm not afraid of you.
You don't get everything you want just because you're pointing a gun at me under a table. You're not the first killer to point a gun at me—you're not even the first woman to point a gun at me. Sorry.
if you want to change the world, you have to be the kind of man who can make the hardest decisions."
"I'm being raised like A veal!"
"You mean my fan club? Yeah, whatever I'm used to them."
I want you to know that I always believed in our mission. It wasn't a front, or a show. It was an honest expression of my heart. When you help someone, you truly help everyone. Please don't let my failings shake your belief. You are strong.
"Actually... I thought I'd beat you to death."
"It doesn't matter."
"Wanna hear a secret?"
"From what I gather, . Everything about you tells the tale: , , ... they all scream of outrage... despair... vengeance. What terrible wrong was done to set you on this path?
"Something's definitely bleeding in there..."
"if she kills you, we're covering for her."
"I've made it perfectly clear that I don't care, why do they think that will make a difference?"
"I bought the bank."
"Darkness; the truest darkness is not the absence of light... It is the conviction that The Light will never return. But the light always returns to show us things familiar: Home, Family, and things entirely new, or long overlooked. It shows us new possibilities and challenges us to pursue them. This time, The Light shone on The Heroes, coming out of the shadows to tell us we won't be alone again. Our darkness was deep and seemed to swallow all hope; but these Heroes were here the whole time, to remind you that hope is real, that you can see it. All you have to do is look, up in the sky."
"Sometimes information's worth more than money and I've learned plenty watching you."
I seem to be completely vulnerable with you.
I despise that you have a point.
"You're going to pay for what you've done."
IT'S NOT A FUCKING BOW AND ARROW. It's a crossbow, I'm not twelve.
I leave this as a declaration of intent, so no one will be confused
In certain extreme situations, the law is inadequate. In order to shame its inadequacy, it is necessary to act outside the law. To pursue... natural justice. This is not vengeance. Revenge is not a valid motive; it's an emotional response. No, not vengeance — punishment.
My special power is just stopping people from breathing.... And sometimes that's scarier than every other power put together.
Like what? Stop a knife with your throats? Slow a bullet with your splintered craniums?
You people are just moving targets for me now.