Wesley: Oh my God! Oh my God! What the fuck just happened?
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What the fuck have you done lately?
Wesley: You're not an assassin of fate, Sloan. You're just a thug who can bend bullets.
Sloan: It a choice, Wesley, that each of us must face: to remain ordinary, pathetic, beat-down, coasting through a miserable existence, like sheep herded by fate - or you can take control of your own destiny and join us, releasing the caged wolf you have inside. Our purpose is to maintain stability in an unstable world - kill one, save a thousand. Within the fabric of this world, every life hangs by a thread. We are that thread - a fraternity of assassins with the weapons of fate. This is the decision that lies before you now: the sheep, or the wolf. The choice is yours.
Wesley: I think we lost him... I think we lost him. Can you let me off at the next corner, please?
Wesley: What did you say to me? It's a name, it's a target. I don't want this person dead, fate does! Well fate wanted you dead.
Wesley: Do you make sweaters, or do you kill people?
Wesley: You know, if I wanted to get beat up, I would've stayed in my cubicle!
Wesley: Oh my God! Oh my God! What the fuck just happened?
Wesley: He's fucking persistent, you know?
Janice: Oh my fucking god! I hope that's not my billing report sitting on your desk. Holy shit on an altar, it is!
Wesley: So, bending bullets. Can you do that? You do that... hello?
Wesley: I say kill them all, and let fate sort out the mess.
Sloan: For the first time if your life, Wesley, you're in control.
Sloan: You're like an apostle. Your task is not to interpret, but to deliver.
Wesley: What the fuck have you done lately?
Wesley: I'm sorry!
Sloan: It a choice, Wesley, that each of us must face: to remain ordinary, pathetic, beat-down, coasting through a miserable existence, like sheep herded by fate - or you can take control of your own destiny and join us, releasing the caged wolf you have inside. Our purpose is to maintain stability in an unstable world - kill one, save a thousand. Within the fabric of this world, every life hangs by a thread. We are that thread - a fraternity of assassins with the weapons of fate. This is the decision that lies before you now: the sheep, or the wolf. The choice is yours.
Wesley: You're not an assassin of fate, Sloan. You're just a thug who can bend bullets.
Wesley: What did you say to me? It's a name, it's a target. I don't want this person dead, fate does! Well fate wanted you dead.
Wesley: Do you make sweaters, or do you kill people?
Wesley: Get back in here!
Wesley: You know, if I wanted to get beat up, I would've stayed in my cubicle!
Wesley: Oh my God! Oh my God! What the fuck just happened?
Wesley: He's fucking persistent, you know?
Wesley: So, bending bullets. Can you do that? You do that... hello?
The Butcher: Pussy.
Wesley: I say kill them all, and let fate sort out the mess.
Wesley: What the fuck have you done lately?
Wesley: I think we lost him... I think we lost him. Can you let me off at the next corner, please?
Wesley: Oh my God! Oh my God! What the fuck just happened?
Wesley: He's fucking persistent, you know?
Wesley: Do you make sweaters, or do you kill people?
Janice: Oh my fucking god! I hope that's not my billing report sitting on your desk. Holy shit on an altar, it is!
Wesley: So, bending bullets. Can you do that? You do that... hello?
Wesley: Six weeks ago, I was ordinary and pathetic. Just like you. Who am I now? Account manager? Assassin? Or just another tool that was mind-fucked into killing his father? I'm all of these, and I am none of these. Who am I now? Wesley: This is not me fulfilling my destiny. This is not me following in my father's footsteps. This is definitely not me saving the world. Sloan: Still trying to figure out who you are? Wesley: This... is not me. Wesley: This is just a motherfucking decoy. Sloan: Aw, fuck. Wesley: This is me taking control... from Sloan, from the Fraternity, from Janice, from billing reports, from ergonomic keyboards, from cheating girlfriends and sack-a'-shit best friends. This is me taking back control of my life! Wesley: What the fuck have you done lately?
Wesley: Why did you make me do this? Fox: Because you are the only person he wouldn't kill.
Wesley: I'm sorry. Fox: You apologize too much. Wesley: Well, sorry about that. Fox: I knew your father. Wesley: My father left the week I was born, so... Fox: Your father died yesterday on the rooftop of the Metropolitan Building. Sorry. Wesley: Look, the liquor aisle is just over there, so if you want to go... Fox: Your father was one of the greatest assassins who ever lived. The man who killed him is behind you.
Cathy: Wesley! Wesley: What is it? Cathy: What do you mean what is it? Listen. Cathy: How the hell am I supposed to sleep with all that fucking racket? When are we going to move so that we don't have to wake up to that shit? Wesley: I kind of like it. Wesley: It helps to drown out the sound of your annoying fucking voice. Now please, let me sleep.
Wesley: Oh my God! Hey, we can't shoot a dead woman! She might be somebody's mom! Gunsmith: You need to know what it's like to put a bullet in a body.
Mr. X: No one leaves the Fraternity, Cross. Cross: I have a new perspective on the Fraternity. Mr. X: Careful. You don't destroy something that's been around for a thousand years. Cross: It's already destroyed. He broke the code. I have to stop this. Mr. X: Really? Cross: You know this. Mr. X: So why don't you face me yourself? Mr. X: Never send sheep to kill a wolf. Cross: They were just decoys. Goodbye Mr. X.
