Requiem

Banshee 4×8

& Calvin: You know, there’s nothing more annoying than an old guy thinking he’s still running things.

& Senator Mitchum: ...maybe it’s time to remind you that the Brotherhood goes way beyond Banshee, Pennsylvania.

& Deva: I don’t know. I think normal might not be in my repertoire anymore.
    Hood: Hey, you know what’s great about being your age? You got all the time in the world to figure things out. You do. And you will.

& Deva: You might be a shitty father, but you’re the only one I got left.

& Job: As long as we all whipping our shit out...

& Mr. Loera: I suppose you have some fee in mind for this service.
    Ana: No. Sometimes a service is its own reward.

& Mr. Loera: Hey, Miss Nobody. Did you really think that I was gonna let you leave?
    Ana: No, actually, I didn’t.

& Veronica: Oh, come on. No one really knows how to do that.
    Hood: It’s just a matter of applying the right torque and then... a little bit of scrubbing.

& Hood: If there’s one thing I’ve learned lately, it’s that there’s always a basement.

& Hood: What do you think?
    Veronica: I think nothing good happens in basements.

& Veronica: I guess my job here is done.
    Hood: Yeah, me, too. Me, too. It’s about time I moved on. It’s been time a couple of times, actually.

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& Sheriff Brock: I don’t know what it is about this town, Bunker. What geographic phenomenon makes us a magnet for every scumbag and criminal East of the Mississippi. But what I do know is that to do this job, sometimes you’ve got to take off these badges and get bloody... It’s happened before and it’ll happen again...

& Sheriff Brock: A little trust would be nice around here... Kurt Bunker, that’s
your real name, right? Just...

& Ana: Please don’t forget about me.
    Hood: Never. Never.

& Job: Sugar, it’s been a thin slice of heaven.

& Sugar: You in a rush?
    Job: Damn right. Every time I try to get out of this motherfucking place, some shit goes down and I get stuck in it. I’m getting while the getting’s good.

& Job: This is where I leave you. Banshee, Pennsylvania... suck my tit!

& Hood: What?
    Sugar: I was just remembering the first time you walked in here. I never could have imagined...

& Sugar: You know, some might say you weren’t all that bad at that whole sheriff thing.
    Hood: Yeah, and other people might say I was the worst fucking thing that ever happened to this town.

& Sugar: We are cons. We’re made to believe that you pay for your sins by getting locked up. But maybe the way to redemption isn’t hiding on the mountain. Maybe it’s about choosing another road down here with the rest of us...

& Sugar: The past has kept you locked up long enough. Today there’s really only one question left to ask yourself... What are you going to do now?

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Σ The End

Truths Other Than the Ones You Tell Yourself

Banshee 4×7

& Ana: I don’t deserve to be their mother. Maybe I don’t deserve anything more than exactly what I got.

& Brock: Wait a minute. I know you.
    Job: Excuse me?
    Brock: You and I were in a gunfight together with the Ukrainian gangsters at the metalworks.
    Job: Correction, I was in a gunfight. You were lying on the floor crying about your motherfucking leg.

& Job: The heat scrambled most of the internal memory, but there was still enough raw data for me to recover the ESN and hack the log.
    Sugar: I have no idea what you’re saying, but I sure as hell missed hearing you say it.

& Brock: Check around back?
    Hood: ... It’s open.

& Veronica: Nothing more annoying than a psychopath who engages in Socratic debate.

& Brock: I applaud your effort, but you’re not gonna break out of stainless steel cuffs, okay?
    Hood: You don’t break the cuffs. You work the links. If you’re lucky, there’s a defect.

& Brock: Hey. Can I ask you something? Be the last time.
    Hood: What?!
    Brock: Who the fuck are you?

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& Hood: I am not a cop! I never was a fucking cop!.. I’m not Lucas Hood!

& Hood: I became... sheriff.
    Brock: But you’re not. You weren’t.
    Hood: Well, I was getting up every day, putting on the uniform. Eventually the... lie took over. I believed it. I was... I was the sheriff. I was a cop and I liked it. I fucking loved it.

& Brock: If you’re not Lucas Hood... what’s your name?

& Hood: What’s so funny?
    Bode: You have no idea how insignificant you really are.
    Hood: That makes two of us, pal.

& Job: What do I want? I want... 20 months of my motherfucking life back.

& Job: Have a nice short life, motherfucker.

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Only One Way a Dogfight Ends

Banshee 4×6

& Deva: So how do you fit into this whole... shit show?

& Job: Ain’t you the fucked-up little delinquent?
    Deva: Hey, I’m just trying to play the shitty hand I was dealt.
    Job: Girl, what you were dealt were two parents who would kill or die for you. That’s a hell of a lot more than most people got.

& Deva: I’m not going back, Mom. There’s no Wi-Fi and it smells like ass there.

& Hood: Yeah. Just when I thought I’d seen it all...

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& Hood: You don’t know me.
    Veronica: I know you can’t sit still. I’m guessing you were once made to for a very long time and you didn’t like it.

& Veronica: You check the corners every time you enter a room. That’s not police training. That’s survival.

& Job: I am sick and tired... of fighting for my motherfucking life.

& Job: What is it with this fucking town? Can’t we go one week without some motherfucking army shooting at us?

& Declan: I heard you were looking for me...

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Σ Harsh.

A Little Late to Grow a Pair

Banshee 4×5

& Hood: So is this the part where you tell me to just forgive myself and move on?
    Veronica: I don’t know what you did. Maybe it’s not forgivable.

& Ana: That is a list of your chores for the day. No free lunches.
    Job: This is bullshit. I’m convalescing. ... I do not do windows!

& Job: Well, it could have been worse. Could have been 15 years.

& Hood: This is the only place in town where the freaks have horns.

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& Nina: It’s a lot of surveillance equipment.
    Job: Well, you know what they say... just ’cause you’re paranoid don’t mean they ain’t all out to get you.
    Nina: Words to live by.

& Watts: Tonight we drink. Tonight we fuck. And tomorrow... the new Aryan revolution begins.

& Brook: This town’s going off the rails. We got a serial killer on the prowl, we got a mayor who’s a gangster, and you want to start a war with the neo-Nazis.

& Calvin: I want you out of here. This is my house and you are not welcome.
    Watts: That’s cute, Calvin, but... it’s a little late to grow a pair. How about you just shut the fuck up and pour me a drink?

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Innocent Might Be a Bit of a Stretch

Banshee 4×4

& Brock: I don’t think you’re killing young girls. But I don’t know that you’re not.

& Hood: You finally get to visit me in jail, huh?
    Ana: Better late than never.

& Special Agent Veronica: Lucas Hood. Onetime sheriff. Part-time mountain man. And now the primary suspect in three homicides. It’s a hell of a résumé.

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& Job: Just in case I do have to drive home alone, you want to tell me what this is really about? Why are you doing this? Do you think all this... Catwoman bullshit is what he would have wanted?

& Ana: I hear you loud and clear... bitch.

& Watts: Good news, baby. I’ve been rehabilitated.

& Veronica: Congratulations. You’re not a serial killer.

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Job

Banshee 4×3

& Kurt: I can’t kill my own brother.

& Fat Au: Stop. The boy can’t talk if he ain’t conscious. Now take Nikita to the kitchen. Give me and Sugar a minute.

& Leo: They’re keeping him in a black site. A supermax hellhole that makes Abu Ghraib look like the Four Seasons.

& Sugar: What the fuck is this?
    Fat Au: If you have to ask, you already know.

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& Job: You rescued me from that hellhole and the first place you bring me back is here?.. Baby, you heartless.

& Job: Thank you all for coming to get me. Next time you can tell me why it took 20 months.

& Job: So... did I miss anything while I was gone?

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The Burden of Beauty

Banshee 4×2

& Hood: So what do you have here, 10 acres?
    Ana: 25. The woods are mine, too.
    Hood: It’s peaceful.
    Ana: It’s private.

& Boedicker: The problem with being a pretty girl is that over time you get the idea that you can do or say whatever the fuck you want... I’m gonna do you a favor. I’m gonna remove the burden of beauty...

& Kai: A life can stop, but business must go on.

& Mr. Loera: Señor Proctor, I’ve heard the stories. You’re a dangerous man. But a dangerous man in Banshee, to the cartel, is still nothing but a mosquito.

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& Hood: What if I find out it was you?

& Director: You got me. You got me, lady. Who the fuck are you?
    Ana: A concerned citizen.

& Calvin: Fortune favors the bold. Power comes from being willing to do whatever it takes. Justice at any cost.

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Something Out of the Bible

Banshee 4×1

& Brock: Holy hell. Haven’t seen you in two years.

& Hood: Sheriff Lotus.
    Brock: That’s right.
    Hood: How does that feel?
    Brock: Like a hemorrhoid.

& Brock: What happened to you, Hood?
    Hood: I retired.

& Hood: I think I like you better when you don’t talk.

& Sugar: You disappear for a year and a half... you show up here looking like... something out of the Bible, and all you got to say for yourself is... «Hey, Sugar»?

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& Sugar: So what happens now?
    Hood: I don’t know.
    Sugar: But something, right?
    Hood: Yeah. Something.

& Brock: Just like old times, huh? Except no one’s bleeding. Yet.

& Hood: No, no, no, no. You know how this works. You taught me. Elbows, insteps, knees. I can keep you alive for fucking days.

& Ana: You think Job’s still alive?
    Sugar: I don’t know. Sometimes I hope he isn’t.

& Hood: You know how a guy with no hands wipes his ass?

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We All Pay Eventually

Banshee 3×10

& Dalton: You’re smaller than I thought you’d be, which is strange because you did a hell of a number on your drill instructor and he’s not a pussy.

& Job: I know the words coming out your face are technically English, but I still don’t know what the fuck you talking about.

& Leo: ....the way you pulled off the timed reverse on our power grid... I mean, there are maybe two or three other hackers who could have pulled that off and they live in China.
    Job: Then why don’t you fuck off over there and bore them to death?

& Leo: You’re the golden ticket, Job. And I am going to cash you in.

& Sugar: Shit, are you okay, Job?
    Job: What the fuck kind of stupid-ass question is that?
    Sugar: Ha. He’s okay.

& Colonel Stowe: The sheriff is a thief.
    Hood: I’m not really a sheriff.

& Kurt: I am going to do the right thing. I’m gonna shut down the Brotherhood.
Ω Next season theme (not counting everlasting Kai, of course)? At least, one of those.

& Calvin: I am the Brotherhood.

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& Ana: Shit. It’s not working.
    Sugar: Now look, keep going. Don’t give up.
    Job: But please do shut up. You’re breaking my motherfucking concentration.

& Job: You don’t like the way I kill, you kill the next one.
    Sugar: ... Done.
    Job: No one likes a wiseass.

& Gordon: You’re not the only gunslinger in the family.
Ω What a mess.

& Hood: They’re coming to talk to you, Brock. ... Badge and letter of resignation on my desk.

& Brock: Hey! Hood! Where you going? You can’t... You can’t just leave!.. Well, I’m not giving it back this time.

& Sugar: Who in the hell took him?
    Hood: I don’t know.
    Sugar: How do we find him?
    Hood: No idea. Usually that’s where Job comes in.

& Dalton: I recruit men like you. I develop them for an elite unit.
    Hood: What unit? What branch?
    Dalton: Exactly. My methods are very unorthodox.

& Kai: You know, being the sheriff never really suited you.
    Hood: No, it didn’t.

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Σ Job as a friend. Nazis. Neverending Kai. Job as occupational doing. Something aside. OK, that will do the Season 4.

Even God Doesn't Know What to Make of You

Banshee 3×9

& Kai: I said... come closer.

& Gordon: Well... when it comes to crazy, I think we’ve set a pretty high bar.

& Job: You know the only way to clean this rat trap is with a fucking grenade, right?

& Job: You thinking about long-term survival, you need to know the things only I can tell you!

& Frazier: There’s only two things left for you to do, Kai. And that’s apologize... and die.

& Job: I’m not here.

& Job: God. It’s okay, you killed them all. I think you killed some of them twice, you trigger-happy son of a bitch.

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& Job: I’ll tell you what, Clint Eastwood, I’ll shut the fuck up when you answer me this... where the fuck are we going?!

& Stowe: He’s a hacker.
    Leo: If I’m right, he’s the hacker. CIA’s been chasing their tails for years trying to find this guy. The online fanboys, they call him Job. But nobody knows for sure who he really is.

& Frazier: Now, there’s a voice of reason. And you are?
    Hood: Sheriff Lucas Hood.

& Kai: After my mother died... I thought that I felt the grace of God. I thought He was calling me back... That wasn’t God. That was just grief. An emptiness. To me belong vengeance and recompense. Their foot shall slide in due time. The day of their calamity is at hand. And the things that shall come upon them make haste.

& Sugar: See, what you have here is a lose-lose situation.
    Colonel Stowe: I never lose.

& Kai: It’s not those men you need to be afraid of.

& Hood: Where’s Ana? Where is your wife?
    Gordon: Jesus Christ, what the fuck did you do now?

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Σ The writers via Gordon: ’Well... when it comes to crazy, I think we’ve set a pretty high bar.’

All the Wisdom I Got Left

Banshee 3×8

& Sani Crow: This woman you say Chayton killed, what did she do to him?
    Hood: Nothing.
    Sani Crow: Then why would he take her life?
    Hood: ’Cause he’s a fucking psychopath.
    Sani Crow: There was a time when you people would have called him a wild savage instead.
    Brock: Yeah, that sounds about right.

& Sugar: You trying to give me a heart attack?
    Job: A girl can dream.

& Kai: Always be prepared.

& Job: Who was she? Well, if it ain’t for money and it ain’t for glory, there’s only one thing left... Who was she?

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& Hood: Sometimes the law can’t give justice.
    Brock: Oh, don’t kid yourself, Hood. This isn’t justice... This is cold, hard, self-serving revenge. We’re killers, okay? Don’t make us idiots.

& Chayton: You can’t kill me, cop. You’re just a man. No man can kill me.

& Hood: I can’t go back. I’m done. I got nothing left.

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You Can't Hide from the Dead

Banshee 3×7

& Hood: It’s hard to shake all that history in one moment... Trust me, I know.

& Sugar: Do you want to know what I think?
    Job: You do know my answer to that question never changes, right?

& Job: Baby, I have seen every side of you there is. Reckless, dumb, and especially stubborn. But I ain’t never seen this. You in the deep end.

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& Job: I’ll go get cleaned up. Might as well look pretty for my mug shot.

& Ana: Okay. Let’s just all take a deep breath and think about this...

& Sugar: You guys do know this is a celebration, right?

& Sugar: L’chaim.

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We Were All Someone Else Yesterday

Banshee 3×6

& Job: Not all jobs are created equal. Any fuckups on this one could get us all dead.

& Job: What do you need?

& Job: Baby, I ain’t talked you out of doing something since nineteen-ninety-never... so I’m going to ask you again. What do you need?

& Job: Who the hell is tall, dark, and Nazi?

& Lennox: Where is Mr. Proctor?
    Rebecca: Tending to other business. I’ll be speaking on his behalf.

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& Emily: I’ve lived in this town my whole life, Kai. I know who you are. We were all someone else yesterday. We’ll be someone else tomorrow.

& Gordon: Deva, you know what you and I have in common?
    Deva: We were both lied to for 16 years?
    Gordon: Yeah, that’s one way to look at it. But there’s also this. We’re the people that we always said we were. I’m still your father. That’ll never change.

& Job: If you shoot me, motherfucker, you ain’t getting shit for your birthday.

& Brock: Where’s the sheriff?

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Tribal

Banshee 3×5

& Littlestone Chayton: Hood!

& Bunker: I understand that my physical appearance may be unsettling, but... never mind.

& Brock: Ma’am, that gun packs a powerful kick.
    Alison: Are you gonna stand there like a total misogynist and patronize me, or are you gonna show me how to shoot the damn thing?
    Brock: Thank you. I just felt married again.

& Sheriff Hood: Tell you what... You leave now, I’ll let you live.

& Sheriff Hood: We go down, we go down together....
    Brock: Well, this sucks.

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& Brock: I tried, Hood. I tried doing things your way. I convinced myself it was for the best, but... everything you touch turns to blood.

& Siobhan: Do I know everything about you?
    Hood: Not yet. But if you want to... you will.
    Siobhan: Okay. Start by telling me your real name.....

& Kai: God, our Father... Your power brings us to birth. Your providence guides our lives. And by Your command, we return to dust. Lord, those who die still live in Your presence. Their lives change, but do not end. I pray and hope for my family, relatives, and friends, and for all the dead known to You alone. In company with Christ, who died and now lives... may they all rejoice in His kingdom, where all our tears are wiped away. Unite us together again in one family... to sing His praise forever and ever. Amen.

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Σ First Nola, now — Siobhan. What a shame.

Real Life Is the Nightmare

Banshee 3×4

& Hood: Come on. It’s just me.
    Siobhan: There is no you. There is no you. There is no you!

& Job: Big Brother’s in the house.

& Sugar: Okay, you’re clear. Go get that formula.
    Job: It’s an algorithm.
    Sugar: Yeah, you say tomato...

& Sugar: It’s the small victories that keep you in the fight.
    Job: I know you the Dalai Lama of Mayberry and all that shit, but that don’t mean everything coming out your mouth is wisdom.

& Hood: Could be she won’t turn me in.
    Job: Let me explain something to you. There are fake cops... that’s you... and there are real cops... that’s her. Difference being real cops will turn your ass in.

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& Job: Baby, I want you to try real hard to remember what happened the last time you rolled the dice on a woman.

& Beaty: $75 for a video game? What the hell?
    Deva: It’s crazy.

& Ana: When I say no, I mean it.

& Hood: Where are you?
    Job: You should be asking where I’m not. Because in 20 minutes, the answer’s gonna be Banshee, Pennsyl-fucking-vania.

& Hood: I don’t want you to hate me, Deva. But I can’t make you do anything; no one can. That’s a choice you gotta make on your own.

& Ana: I feel trapped. I keep waking up from a dream to realize that it’s real life that’s become the nightmare.

& Siobhan: This is what you’re gonna do...

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A Fixer of Sorts

Banshee 3×3

& SA Phillips: You don’t seem surprised to have a gun in your face. That’s a symptom of a life spent looking over your shoulder.

& Leah: Who will love you, Kai? Who will you love?

& Nola: Hi there.

& SA Phillips: You know, they say a man’s home is a window into his mind.

& Sugar: What the hell is a data skimmer?
    Job: Exactly what it sounds like. ... It scans and saves metadata. From encoded smart cards. We stealing real IDs from them. So I can make fake IDs for us.
    Sugar: That’s all you had to say. That wasn’t so hard, now, was it?
    Job: Lord knows it ain’t ever easy.

& Sugar: ......
    Job: What?
    Sugar: If we were never going past the lobby, why you got me wearing this damn suit?
    Job: ’Cause there ain’t no such thing as sweatpants Monday.... You can drive.

& SA Phillips: You know, I prefer classic rock, but something about country music that soothes the soul, don’t you think?

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& Raymond Walton Brantley: The only thing I know for sure about you is who you are not... And you are not Lucas Hood.

& Hood: Come on, Agent Phillips, that’s basic psy-ops protocol. The only way to overcome a physical advantage is to establish a psychological one.
    SA Phillips: ...A psychological one.
    Hood: There you go. You remember.

& Hood: I’m gonna fucking kill you.
Ω Here's the 69. A 69 is the Mile 69, where we lost (and found and lost again) Special Agent Robert Phillips.

& Platinumm: Ugh, how come every time a guy goes sticking his dick someplace he shouldn’t, it’s complicated?

& Siobhan: Have you seen the sheriff? He missed his shift today.
    Sugar: No. No, I haven’t. But he’ll turn up. He always does.

& Siobhan: Who the hell are you?

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Σ Nola’s out? It's a pity.

Snakes and Whatnot

Banshee 3×2

& Job: Bad enough you got us robbing a military base, now we got to worry about all these motherfucking Rambos killing our asses.

& Job: This ain’t just another bad motherfucker, this the guy they send in to clean out all the other bad motherfuckers.

& Chayton: Adolf Hitler’s favorite game was cowboys and Indians. He called the Russians redskins and found inspiration in the white man’s ethnic cleansing of our Navajo kin...

& Nola: Alex ... thought you were bad for the tribe.
    Chayton: I am the tribe.

& Hood: We’re in.
    Sugar: Okay, now y’all be careful down there. You know, snakes and whatnot.

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& Sugar: Look, I’ll pull the door off the hinges the old-fashioned way.
    Job: Like you got any other motherfucking way...

& Job: Baby, this whole fake sheriff bullshit is getting in the way of your real job. You hear me?

& Raven: Dog Iron. A lot of Redbones hang out here. Drinks are cheap and nobody bothers them.
    Sheriff Hood: Hmm, well, let’s see what we can do about that.

& Aimee: You should probably get in your car and drive away if you know what’s good for you.
    Sheriff Hood: Do I look like someone who knows what’s good for him?

& Carrie: You’re Alex Longshadow’s sister.
    Nola: Nola. And you’re the New York mobster’s daughter.
    Carrie: Carrie. Sorry about your brother.
    Nola: Sorry about your life.

& Carrie: Those are nice. What are they, Glocks?
    Nola: Modified 17Cs. Cycle at 1,200 rounds per minute.
    Carrie: Mmm, more of a Springfield girl myself.

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The Fire Trials

Banshee 3×1

& Hondo: You’re fucking cops, okay? Arrest me.
    Brock: See any badges?
    Hondo: You’re the fuckin’ sheriff!
    Sheriff Hood: Allegedly.

& Sugar: I’m just sayin’ how nice and quiet it’s been since you got back from your little trip to New York last month.
    Sheriff Hood: You got a problem with quiet?
    Sugar: On the contrary. I’m gonna miss it when it’s gone.

& Raven: Okay, we got a prowler call. Lady said there’s a guy hiding in her shrubbery in her backyard...
    Brock: Whoa, whoa. Is it 63 Oakwood Lane?
    Raven: Yeah. How’d you know?
    Brock: Time and experience, son.

& Sheriff Hood: So, you wanna be a thief now?.. A little piece of advice. It’s harder than you think.

& Sheriff Hood: Your first mistake was your numbers. Every extra person increases your chances of getting caught and you had three people on a one-man job. It’s not a great start.

& Brock: I know, I know, you probably have some Bible verse about leaving revenge to God, but, you see, Emmett, sometimes you cannot wait for God to put the world to right because while you’re waiting, the world just keeps going to shit. And when you have a guy like Hood leading the charge, well, God’s just gonna have to move a lot faster if He wants to keep up and you can tell Him I said that.

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& Deva: You came here for her?
    Sheriff Hood: But I stayed for you.

& Colonel Stowe: Guns, valuables, drugs, you name it.
    Sheriff Hood: And cash!

& Colonel Stowe: No one’s gonna have the patience for a small-town sheriff who thinks he knows better.

& Sheriff Hood: If only we knew someone who could hack into the military network...

& Job: You know, I’m actually starting to believe in God? And I’m thinkin’ that motherfucker hates me.

& Job: I ain’t coming back to Pennsylvania.
    Sheriff Hood: I just had eyes on eight to 10 million in unwashed U.S. dollars.
    Job: ..... I hate you. You know that? I fuckin’ hate you.

& Ana: How do you want that burger cooked?

& Sugar: I don’t know. A military base. Sounds risky.
    Sheriff Hood: Anything worthwhile usually is.

& Job: What is it with you? Is it a death wish? Is that what it is? Because if it is, why don’t you go out and get yourself killed?! Why do you always want to get me killed with you?!

& Job: It’s fucking soldiers with guns. Big fucking guns. We ain’t talking about rent-a-cops. We ain’t even talkin’ about real cops. We talkin’ about fuckin’ commandos.

& Job: Tell me about the money.

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Bullets and Tears

Banshee 2×10

& Rabbit: Leave him, Olek. Where would we be without our secrets? Budmo.

& Job: Style is style, honey. You either got it or you just think you do.

& Fat Au: Hello, beautiful. What can I get you? Anything. Name it, it’s yours.
    Ana: Eight Springfield automatics with silencers, preferably the AAC Prodigy suppressors, a few dozen ammo packages, and something to carry it all in.
    Fat Au: Ooh, I hope like hell you’re sleeping with this woman.

& Hood: When we first met, I was a soldier.
    Ana: You never told me you were in the Army.
    Hood: Not in the Army. Not exactly. Anyway, it was a long time ago.
    Ana: How many lives have you lived?
    Hood: None, really.

& Hood: It’s not gonna be easy.
    Rabbit: Nothing worthwhile ever is.

Ω It’s the showdown time!

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& Job: How am I gonna know if you’re dead?
    Hood: You wake up tomorrow and we’re not here, we’re dead...
    Job: Like I’m really gonna sleep tonight!!

& Hood: Him or us, right?
    Ana: Damn straight.

& Job: This time, make sure he stay dead.

& Rabbit: There’s a part of you that always knows it will end like this. Bullets and tears.

& Rabbit: You look at me and remember. Somewhere in the future, there is a bench just like this waiting for you.
    Hood: Go to hell.
    Rabbit: Okay.

& Carrie: Banshee. It’s kind of a strange name for a town, don’t you think?
    Gordon: No, it’s just a town like any other.

& Sugar: What about you?
    Hood: What about me?
    Sugar: What happens now?

& Sugar: Well, where would we be without women to fuck us up? Hmm?

& Siobhan: Well, now you’ve seen me. What are you gonna do now?

& Brock: Till next time.
    Sheriff Hood: Till next time.

& Sheriff Hood: Hey, Deva.
    Deva: Hello, Dad.

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Homecoming

Banshee 2×9

& Yulish: Who are you?
    Job: I already told you. I wanted to let Jesus Christ into my life.

& Ana: Sometimes when you live with a lie for long enough, it starts to feel like the truth.

& Sheriff Hood: Listen, Emmett, there are rules, and then there’s what’s right.
    Emmett: And then there’s God...
    Sheriff Hood: Yeah, God kind of takes all the fun out of the argument.

& Emmett: You know, you may have everyone else fooled, not me.
    Sheriff Hood: .... How’s that?
    Emmett: .... I know you’re a good man. It’s been an honor to work with you.

& Kai: We’re not family. Not anymore. You made your choice. And don’t come back.

& Juliet: And what about you?
    Rebecca: I made my choice.

& Alex: It’s time for you to make a choice.

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& Kai: I’m not tired. Just older.

& Sheriff Hood: Look, there is a point at which any one of us will do exactly what Emmett did. It’s just a question of what puts us in that situation where the circumstances outweigh the consequences.

& Sheriff Hood: We’re supposed to be dealing in justice, but... all we’re really doing is enforcing a set of rules. But justice... real justice... is personal. Sometimes the only way to get it is with your own two hands.

& Siobhan: I don’t think I can do this anymore. I mean, I don’t even know who you are.
    Sheriff Hood: I know... I’m sorry.

& Brock: Hood... Who the hell are you?

& Job: How about a little less talk and a little more getting the fuck out of here?

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