The following are from Sin City, Robert Rodriguez:
Dwight:
"She doesn't quite chop his head off. She makes a
Pez dispenser out of him."
Hartigan:
"Hell of a way to end a partnership. Hell of a way to start my retirement."
"I take his weapons away from him. Both of them."
"Things go dark. I don't mind much. It's okay. She'll be safe.
An old man dies. A little girl lives. Fair trade."
"When it comes to reassuring a traumatized 19-year-old, I'm about as expert as a palsy victim doing brain surgery with a pipe wrench."
"This guy smells awful. Like bad food. Like a corpse left in a garbage dumpster in the middle of summer, he stinks so bad I want to throw up."
"Just one hour to go. My last day on the job. Not my idea. 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 and triumph it represents. I think about Eileen'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."
Marv:
"You can scream now if you want."
"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."
"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."
"The night is hot as hell. it's a lousy room in a lousy part of a lousy town. I'm staring at a goddess, she's telling me she wants me. I'm not going to waste one more second wondering how I've gotten so lucky. She smells like angels ought to smell. The perfect woman. The goddess. Goldie."
"Walk down the right back alley in Sin City and you can find anything..."
"It's beautiful Goldie, it's just like I said it would be, only better
And when his eyes go dead, the hell I sent him to must seem like heaven after what I've done to him."
"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, there's no choices left, and i'm ready for war."
"Worth dying for. [
gunshot] Worth killing for. [
gunshot] Worth going to hell for. [
final gunshot] Amen.
[said while shooting the priest in a church]"
"I was pretty steamed about what he had done to Lucille, so I took my time with that son of a bitch. It wasn't until I showed him all of those pieces of himself that he gave me a name."
"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."
"I don't know about you, but I'm having a ball." - Marv is driving with the door open pushing somebody's face into the ground as the car is driving
Becky:
"It's not a woman you need, it's a good night's sleep. You couldn't handle a woman in the state you're in."
"Aw, sugar, you just gone and done the dumbest thing in your whole life."
Cardinal Roark: "When he came to me he was a tormented boy. Tormented by guilt. I tried to counsel him, but the eating, it filled him with white light. Tearful, he swore to me that he felt the touch of God Almighty. He didn't just eat their bodies. He ate their souls. And I joined in."
Dialogues:
"Cardinal Roark: Will that bring you satisfaction, my son? Killing a helpless, old, fart?
Marv: Killing? No. No satisfaction. Everything up until the killing, well
that'll be a
gas."
"The Salesman:
[voiceover] She shivers in the wind like the last leaf on a dying tree. I let her hear my footsteps, she only goes stiff for a moment.
The Salesman: Care for a smoke?"
The Customer: Sure, I'll take one. Are you as bored by that crowd as I am?
The Salesman: I didn't come here for the party, I came here for you. I've watched you for days, you're everything a man could ever want. It's not just your face or your figure. It's your eyes, all the things I see in your eyes.
The Customer: What is it you see in my eyes?
The Salesman: I see a crazy calm. You're sick of running, you're ready to face what you have to face but you don't want to face it alone.
The Customer: No, I don't want to face it alone.
The Salesman:
[voiceover] The wind rises
electric. She's soft and warm and almost weightless. Her perfume with sweet promise that brings tears to my eyes. I tell her that everything will be alright. That I'll save her from whatever she's running from and take her far far away. I tell her I love her.
[gunshot] The silencer makes a whisper of the gunshot. I hold her close until she's gone. I'll never know what she was running from... I'll cash her check in the morning."
