Sin City

Sin City quotes

93 total quotes (ID: 541)

Becky
Dwight
Gail
Hartigan
Jackie-boy
Marv
Multiple Characters
Nancy
Shellie


Brian: I coulda put a bullet in your ear just now, laddy, if I hadn't gone off and got me revolver all wet and useless.


Brian: Better come clean with ya now, sweetheart. That was an outright lie I was giving ya about my revolver.

Gail: Those boys in that Chrysler are one mistake away from seeing what Miho can do, and she's been aching for some practice.
Dwight: She guides my glance upwards to the pixy perched on the roof's edge. Deadly little Miho.

The Salesman: Care for a smoke? [repeated line]

Wendy: Kill him for me, Marv. Kill him good.

I'll stare the bastard in the face as he screams to God, and I'll laugh harder when he whimpers like a baby. And when his eyes go dead, the hell I send him to will seem like heaven after what I've done to him.

That there is one damn fine coat you're wearin'. [repeated on several occasions]

Most people think Marv is crazy. He just had the rotten luck of being born in the wrong century. He'd be right at home on some ancient battlefield swinging an axe into somebody's face. Or in a Roman arena, taking his sword to other gladiators like him. They would've tossed him girls like Nancy back then.

Lucille's my parole officer. She's a dyke, but God knows why. With that body of hers she could have any man she wants.

Dozens of them, armed to the teeth. I'm outnumbered, outgunned... but the alley is crooked, dark, and very narrow. They can't surround me. Sometimes you can beat the odds by a careful choice of where to fight...Where to fight counts for a lot, but there's nothing like having your friends show up with lots of guns.

This is blood for blood, and by the gallons! This is the old days, the bad days, the all-or-nothing days! They're back!

[first lines] Just one hour to go. My last day on the job. Doctor's orders, heart condition. Angina he calls it. I'm polishing my badge and getting myself used to the idea of saying goodbye to it. It and the thirty odd years of protecting and serving and...blood and terror, the triumph that represents it. I think about Illiene's slow smile, about the thick fat steaks she picked up from the butcher's today. I think about the one loose end I haven't tied up. A young girl who's out there somewhere, helpless in the hands of a drooling lunatic.

Nobody ever really quits. A smoker's a smoker when the chips are down. And your chips are down.

It's time to prove to your friends that you're worth a damn. Sometimes that means dying, sometimes it means killing a whole lot of people.

[Last words] Is that the best you can do, you pansies?