Sin City quotes

View Quote Patrick Henry Roark. A man of the cloth. Could've become president but chose to serve God, and along the way just happened to become one of the most powerful men in the state. He's brought down mayors and govenors like they were nothin'. Even made his rotten brother a US senator. And now here he's gonna die in the name of a dead hooker. More and more I like the sound of it.

View Quote Little Miho, you're an angel, you're a saint, you're Mother Teresa, you're Elvis. You're God. And if you'd gotten here about ten minutes sooner, we'd still have Jackie-Boy's head.

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

View Quote Walk down the right back alley in Sin City and you can find anything...

View Quote When you got a condition, it's bad to forget your medicine.

View Quote He never screams. Not even when the mutt's had its fill. Kevin's guts are lying all over the place and somehow the bastard is still alive still staring at me. Not even when I grab the saw and finish the job, he never screams.

View Quote Worth dying for. [gunshot] Worth killing for. [gunshot] Worth going to hell for. [final gunshot] Amen. [said while shooting the priest in a church]

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

View Quote Marv: I had to fight some cops.
Lucille: Oh, that's lovely. You didn't happen to kill any of them, did you?
Marv: Not that I know of, but they know they been in a fight, that's for damn sure.

View Quote A hardtop with a decent engine. And make sure it's got a big trunk.

View Quote She doesn't quite chop his head off. She makes a Pez dispenser out of him.

View Quote [During his execution] Will you get a move on, I haven't got all night.

View Quote [While police brutally try to blackmail him] This is just something I promised myself I'd pay for, now I'm paying it. You don't save a little girl's life and then turn around and throw her to the dogs. They want a confession? They won't get it.

View Quote I'm on my feet for about ten minutes before the cops kick them out from under me. They don't ask me any questions. They just keep knocking the crap out of me and waving a confession in my face. And I keep spitting blood all over it and laughing at how many fresh copies they come up with. Then along comes this worm assistant district attorney who turns the recorder off and says if I don't sign their confession, they'll kill my mom. I break his arm in three places and I sign it.

View Quote I love hitmen. No matter what you do to them, you don't feel bad.