dmor173 said:
(Punsiher after a shootout walks up to a guy who was shooting with his gun on the side in a gangsta style)
PUNISHER: theres a reason why the sights on top (shoots him in the head)
PUNISHER: and then she told me her story, and she went on, and when finished I knew a lot of people were going to have to die
The Slavers have some great lines:
THE PUNISHER: (After killng a whole bunch of thugs, leaving only one left) Whatever he was jabbering, it wasn't English. Pavla was Albanian--maybe he was too. But I'd know the Lord's prayer in any language. Gave him a moment. To just before the line about forgiveness.
*BLAM*
*After taking a hurt woman to his lair to rest*
PUNISHER: She'd been a long way into the dark, that much was obvious. Been damaged there, in ways that ran too deep to be forgotten. It was a thing I knew a little bit about.
*During a police conference, two cops that were "assalted" by The Punisher talk quietly to themselves*
MARCIE: This is all your fault. If you hadn't gotten so close to the f**k he wouldna got your gun off you.
RUSS: I seem to recall he did the same to you.
MARCIE: Only 'cause I was stuck under your hundred and seventy pound ass.
RUSS: Well, look on the bright side, a good two-thirds of that is c**k.
OFFICER LEADING CONFERENCE: ...A matter of utmost seriousness--
MARCIE: HA!!
*all the reporters look at them*
MARCIE: ...F**k.
*After getting the crap beaten out of them by other cops*
MARCIE: Sven on two--Sevn on f**kin' two...YOU'RE the f**king ******s!
RUSS: I love you, Marcie, but will you please just shut the f**k up?
PUNISHER: Cristu Balat. Same kind of cold, hard son of a b***h that's been walking down out of those forests and mountains for centuries. Rumanian, Moldovan, Albanian; Cristu boun a pack of them together, took them off to war.
Prison held no terror for a man like him. Neither did torture, nor did death. How would you make him afraid? How would you even talk to him? You'd start by showing him you speak the language.
PUNISHER: I should have been more patient, but my number one target was barely twenty yards away. What can I say? I'm only human.
PUNISHER: If this is about that night in Brooklyn, you two are taking it way too personally.
MARCIE: Hey, any time you want to finish that, big man: you an' me, whenever the f**k you like...
PUNISHER: I'm not really dating right now.
MARCIE: What?
*During a "meeting" with the buisnesswoman of the slave trade buisness--involving throwing her agains shatterproof glass*
PUNISHER: Cristu told me something, about when you and him were starting out. Something you said. "Rape them to break them."
Cristu didn't get it, but you explained. They had to be shown right away just who was in control. They couldn't stop you when you had them lifted off the streets. They couldnt' stop you now. They had to understand that they were POWERLESS to prevent anything from being done to them.
...
VERA: We--we wanted to be here...we just wanted to do business...
PUNISHER: So? All that counts is you can't stop me. I'm stronger than you, so I can do anything I want. Isn't that the way it works?
PUNISHER: It was in that moment that I realized something. A dull, blurred feeling that I'd had long since this whole mess began, all of a sudden crystal clear. It had been a long, long time since I hated anyone the way I hated them.
