Our list of the best quotes from Peacock action crime thriller television show developed by Greg Coolidge, Kirk Ward, and Shawn Simmons. The Continental: From the World of John Wick explores the origin behind the iconic hotel-for-assassins centerpiece of the John Wick universe through the eyes and actions of a young Winston Scott (Colin Woodell), as he’s dragged into the Hell-scape of 1970’s New York City to face a past he thought he’d left behind. Winston charts a deadly course through the hotel’s mysterious underworld in a harrowing attempt to seize the hotel where he will eventually take his future throne.
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1. Night 1: Brothers in Arms
Alarm: Invicus on Continental grounds. Red light has been activated.
Winston Scott: My job is to see the future. Now, we’re all aware with the height restrictions being lifted here, there’s a building boom going on. And if you want to be part of the d**k measuring contest to see who can build a taller building than the next guy, and I get it, I’ll even buy you a ruler. But while everyone else is scrambling to get closer to the clouds, they’re all missing the obvious.
Davenport: And what’s that?
Winston Scott: Where the hell are they going to park?
Davenport: So car parks?
'Life has got a real f***ed up way of picking that phone up for you.' - Uncle Charlie (The Continental: From the World of John Wick) Share on X
Winston Scott: I know two million pounds is a lot of money, Mr. Davenport.
Davenport: Numbers don’t scare me, boy. But handing my money over to a little firm that I’ve never heard of, who do business with people I’ve never heard of, doesn’t exactly soothe me.
Mrs. Davenport: Do you know what my husband deals in?
Winston Scott: I do.
Mrs. Davenport: Right. Then you’ll realize that this old duffer, despite his overpriced suit and bald patch, has a brand. And that brand is excitement, sex.
'Sometimes, you got to make choices you don't want to protect the people you care about.' - Frankie Scott (The Continental: From the World of John Wick) Share on X
Mrs. Davenport: Well, I came here to be bored. Ta-da.
Davenport: No need to be rude.
Mrs. Davenport: Rude? I’ll tell you what’s rude. Me calling you a f***ing moron. He has just torn you a new a**hole. Congratulations.
Winston Scott: You were amazing.
Mrs. Davenport: Me? You’re the one who had me convinced.
Winston Scott: Well, not one acting lesson. Can you believe it?
Mrs. Davenport: Yeah, you should move to Hollywood. You’re a natural talent. Good looks. The ability to cheat people out of their hard earned cash. Oh, yes. You’d fit right in.
Winston Scott: Yes, well, lucky for me, all of those same things apply right here in London finance.
Mrs. Davenport: What did you see, when you were watching me? Your little mark? Be honest.
Winston Scott: Honest? I saw a woman that was a bit sad, and a bit lonely. And a woman that deserved better. Who may have just needed to hear that from someone.
Mrs. Davenport: Now you’re just trying to get a girl into bed.
Winston Scott: Oh, absolutely.
Mrs. Davenport: Well done.
Winston Scott: Thank you.
Cormac: This grand institution is part of a very old and sacred fabric. What a mess I would have made if I was to tear that fabric. How disappointed my superiors would be, because no matter how angry I am that you four have not retrieved that coin press like I asked you to. I can’t kill you. Not here.
Cormac: Charon, what becomes of someone who breaks that particular rule?
Charon: Excomunicado, sir.
Cormac: That’s Latin for you’re f***ed.
Cormac: I’d be persona non grata, deprived of all the privileges and protections that this hotel has to offer. Imagine me walking out these doors, you know, alive, but suddenly unprotected from all the people that I’ve hurt over the last forty years. My enemies would hunt me down. Or worse. What if they found my family? A wife, son, a daughter. Or two. Luckily, I have no one, just Charon here, who is only a teenager, and I would miss him. But you? Well, you got a family. You got a whole tribe in Tribeca. So you got a choice to make. You could walk out of here right now, leaving your family at grave risk. Or you can spare their lives. Simply find the nearest balcony, and jump.
Winston Scott: You got old.
Cormac: Yeah, I’m wearing a diaper. You know, they ought to call this place the In-continental.
Winston Scott: You know, usually when a bunch of guys in masks drug me and throw me in the back of a truck, and fly me over the Atlantic, they at least offer me a cup of coffee.
Cormac: Yeah, of course. Charon, bean the man.
Cormac: [referring to Frankie] You know I got a soft spot for the boy. Then he stole something from me, something that holds this entire establishment together, an establishment that wields power beyond your imagination.
Winston Scott: This is not my problem.
Cormac: It is now.
Cormac: What Frankie took is very important to a lot of very dangerous people.
Winston Scott: Ah, I see what this is about. You’re in trouble, and I’m the bait. Frankie doesn’t give a s**t about me, and I don’t give a s**t about him.
Cormac: I don’t believe you. Find him. Because if you don’t, I’ll bring the weight
of this whole institution down on you both.
Winston Scott: I’m guessing you don’t usually see many people speak to your boss that way.
Charon: Not the ones I see again, no.
Mayhew: Thought you were a big fancy detective now, that you can come and go as you please.
KD: Yeah, well, I’m still a woman. My male superior is an a**hole.
Uzan: I’m going to teach you stupid Americans a lesson in business. It’s called, removing the middleman.
Miles: [to Uzan] Normally, I would have kept these as a souvenir, but I don’t want you to leave empty-handed. Pick up your finger!
Winston Scott: I feel like I’m getting dragged back into another one of Frankie’s hornet’s nest.
Uncle Charlie: The point is, he’s your family.
Winston Scott: He’s family?
Uncle Charlie: That’s the point.
Winston Scott: I don’t even know who he is anymore. And I’m supposed to throw away everything that I’ve built because my brother returns from Vietnam and goes back to work for the monster that ruined our lives?
Uncle Charlie: I mean, Jesus Christ, what’s it been? Twenty some-odd f***ing years, and neither one of you picked up a f***ing phone? Winston, life has got a real f***ed up way of picking that phone up for you.
Uncle Charlie: [as he hands Winston a gun] It’s a rough neighborhood.
Winston Scott: Charlie, I can handle myself.
Uncle Charlie: [referring to his car] It ain’t for you. It’s for her. You protect her with your life, or don’t come back.
Miles: The war is over, and my connections, they’re drying up fast. That’s real. So if we want to keep these Dojo doors open…
Lou: You don’t give a s**t about keeping these doors open.
Miles: You got another option? Huh? I’m here waiting. Because the only thing anybody’s kicking up around here is dust.
Winston Scott: Are you the owner?
Lou: That’s my name on the sign. Also the custodian, bookkeeper, and maybe your new instructor.
Lou: City’s getting rougher every day.
Winston Scott: Oh, I’ve noticed.
Lou: So if you’re interested in taking some classes, I might have a good looking white boy discount.
Winston Scott: I could probably use your instruction. My last fight didn’t go so well.
Lou: [to Winston, referring to Frankie] I haven’t seen that piece of s**t in months. And he stopped picking up his mail. And if you’ve got his blood in you, you probably trouble too.
Miles: So you come in here pointing a gun at my sister?
Winston Scott: In hindsight, that was a mistake.
Lemmy: No. That ascot was a mistake.
Winston Scott: It’s a cravat.
Lemmy: F*** you.
Winston Scott: My brother cut me out of his life a long time ago, so I shouldn’t even be here. But I need to find him, and I need all the help I can get.
Lemmy: In there. Cravat.
Winston Scott: [as they enter the ammo room] You know, if you’re trying to scare me, the very large machine gun you’re holding already did the trick. Now this just feels like overkill.
Miles: Most of the guys over there had to get used to all the killing. But Frankie just took to it. There’s people that just pick things up and can do it. If he picked up a gun, a knife, s**t, anything you see here, the gun’s going to be trying to keep up with him.
Winston Scott: Well, that’s a hell of a thing to be good at.
Miles: If you need someone in charge of saving your life, I’ll take Frankie every time.
Lemmy: Every time.
Lemmy: Guy like Frankie, a skill set like he’s got, you’re not going to find him unless he wants you to find him. He’s like Casper, the unfriendly ghost.
The Adjudicator: You thought you could outsmart the High Table? How foolish of you.
The Adjudicator: What I’m sharing with you is very privileged information, information I only share with one kind of person. The kind who are about to die.
Frankie Scott: I know it’s been a while, Winston. But I need to know why you’re here.
Winston Scott: I’m here because apparently you f***ed up, Frankie.
Frankie Scott: I got us into this mess, and it’s better to die on your own terms than get shot down like f***ing rats.
Winston Scott: You want to hole up in this place until they come and kill you? That’s not a plan, Frankie. That is an unscheduled funeral.
Winston Scott: I can help you. Both of you. Trust me.
Frankie Scott: Yeah. Well, we’re not big on trust.
Winston Scott: Tough s**t.
Frankie Scott: Cormac isn’t the same guy you knew when we were kids. He’s bigger than goons, or bookies, or broken fingers. And he’s part of this criminal world that expands beyond that hotel, beyond your city, and beyond your imagination.
Winston Scott: Frankie, you sound f***ing paranoid.
Frankie Scott: Oh, do I?
Winston Scott: A little bit.
Frankie Scott: Now Cormac’s one thing, but the people he works for, the people that he fears, after what I did to him, Winston, they control everything. They have eyes and ears everywhere. They make people disappear. They make whole buildings disappear.
Winston Scott: We’re going to see Charlie.
Frankie Scott: Captain Reliable? The guy that was supposed to look after us when we were kids, that’s your plan?
Winston Scott: Part of it, alright? I’m working on it.
Frankie Scott: And you know, if Cormac dragged your a** back here, why didn’t you just leave when you had the chance?
Winston Scott: You’re my brother, Frankie. You’re all I have left.
Cormac: It’s time to outsource. Perhaps some of our guests are available. Get me the Weirdos.
Charon: Sir?
Cormac: Oh, yeah. You’re right. They’re all weird. The Twins. Get me those twins. Hansel, Gretel, whatever the f*** they’re called.
Winston Scott: So I come to New York to help my brother, and he didn’t even tell his wife that I exist.
Frankie Scott: You didn’t come to New York on your own will, Winston.
Winston Scott: But I stayed. And I found you.
Winston Scott: We had no parents. No one. Why would you just cut me out like that?
Frankie Scott: For you. So that you could escape this life. So that you could lead a better one, which is exactly what you did, Winston. I mean, look at you with your f***ing suit and your shiny watch.
Winston Scott: This is all appearances, Frankie. I needed a big brother.
Frankie Scott: That was me being a big brother. I mean, don’t you f***ing get that? I kept you alive by keeping you out of all this s**t. And here you are just seeking it out anyway.
Frankie Scott: You know, sometimes, Winston, you got to make choices you don’t want to protect the people you care about. Maybe you’ll get to understand that one day.
Frankie Scott: You know, pretty soon it’ll be like riding a bike.
Winston Scott: We never had bikes.
Frankie Scott: You both need to look after each other. You hear me?
Winston Scott: What? What are you saying?
Frankie Scott: That they want me. And this.
[he then jumps out of the chopper with the coin press and is shot in the head by Gretal]
Winston Scott: [to Miles] I need guns. Lots of guns.
2. Night 2: Loyalty to the Master
Lou: Well, here’s my rule. You mess with my place, you messing with my family.
Orphan Master: I’m a businessman. You’re a businesswoman. Focus on your business, not picking up broken glass.
Mayhew: A detective with a hunch, that’s original.
'In crisis, we're all gluttons in our own way.' - Cormac O'Connor (The Continental: From the World of John Wick) Share on X
Winston Scott: I’m going to kill Cormac, and I need all of you.
Miles: Cormac is on a different level now, Winston. You so much as spit on his stoop, every freak in and around that hotel will be after you.
'Discomfort is the great equalizer.' - The Adjudicator (The Continental: From the World of John Wick) Share on X
Winston Scott: [referring to Cormac] He’s desperate. We have to strike first.
Lemmy: Let’s just give him what he wants. Let this beef die with Frankie.
Winston Scott: I don’t have it, and I have no clue where Frankie would have hidden it. And they will kill all of us before they realize that.
Lou: A takeover of the whole hotel?
Winston Scott: Listen, if we kill Cormac, we’re not only taking his life. We are taking his goddamn house, and everything that comes with it.
'With hand-to-hand, or any other weapon, you have a choice, life or death. With a gun, there is no choice, only death.' - Lou (The Continental: From the World of John Wick) Share on X
Lemmy: How are we supposed to believe a guy in an ascot can pull this off?
Winston Scott: That’s simple, because I know Cormac. I know how he operates, how he thinks, how he manipulates people, because as a kid, he did it to me and Frankie. We were his errand boys. We thought he was a god.
Miles: That’s not going to be enough.
Winston Scott: Well, I also have a lot of money, problem-solving money, enough to build an army. I was planning on starting a new life with it.
KD: Coroner’s assistant, huh? That’s like one step above gassing puppies at the pound, no? I just can’t even imagine all the creepy stuff that happens in here.
Cormac O’Connor: [to Charon] Well, in crisis, we’re all gluttons in our own way. You gorge yourself on cellists, while I, well, I prefer more traditional victuals.
The Adjudicator: You eat rather celebratory, considering your slew of recent failures.
Cormac O’Connor: Comfort food, nothing more.
The Adjudicator: Comfort? You think in history’s great tales of survival, legendary men who battled their way back from defeat, they did so by comforting themselves?
The Adjudicator: [to Cormac] People who are born into wealth, as you were, they often seek comfort in the face of adversity. Perhaps it’s time for you to feel uncomfortable. Yeah. I mean, discomfort is the great equalizer.
The Adjudicator: [to Cormac] You have three days to locate the coin press and bring those responsible to our feet. If you fail, the High Table will declare interregnum, suspend your position until we can name a successor. Your gilded cage will come crashing in on you. Enjoy your meal.
Winston Scott: Let’s think about this. What do we have going for us? Okay, for starters, the killers in that hotel, they’re men and women, right? They bleed just like we do. They also won’t be expecting us, right? Because no one’s ever made a run at The Continental.
Lemmy: Yeah, because it’s f***ing insane.
Winston Scott: [referring to Mazie and Cormac] I don’t understand. Why hasn’t he snuffed her out?
Lemmy: Well, it’s not easy to snuff something out when you don’t know what you’re snuffing.
Jenkins: So you just dropped in to convince a retiree to retire.
Miles: You’re not retired.
Jenkins: Oh, please.
Miles: Why not find yourself a lady? Enjoy your golden years.
Jenkins: And do what? Regale her with tales of my youth, when I could liquefy a man’s brains at three hundred and fifty yards? What kind of lady would that attract? No. No. I think I’ll stick to the solitary life.
Miles: We’re trying to put together a crew. It might just be a suicide mission. It’s definitely crazy.
Jenkins: Is it really? Crazy? Suicidal or not, yours is a righteous cause. If anyone ever deserved to be eliminated, it’s Cormac O’Connor.
Miles: That’s the goal.
Fake Mazie: We don’t serve your kind here.
Winston Scott: That’s good, because I don’t eat my kind.
Winston Scott: You must be the woman I’m looking for.
Mazie: And you must be the son of a b**ch everyone’s looking for.
Mazie: I thought you’d be smart enough to know that I don’t deal in dollars. It’s how I maintain independence from men like Cormac.
Winston Scott: Alright, well, I’m very resourceful. Tell me what you need.
Mazie: Love.
Winston Scott: Love?
Mazie: The men I call my flock, you walk by them on the street every day, never noticing, invisible, no self-worth. But you take those same men, and give them back their humanity, do you know what they give you in return?
Winston Scott: What’s that?
Mazie: Everything. And now that same invisibility, they embrace it, because they no longer need you to see them, because…
Winston Scott: They see themselves.
Mazie: Love. Can you dig it?
Mazie: When a man comes to needing help, I only have one requirement. They have to tell me their story.
Winston Scott: I’m the man who’s going to kill Cormac O’Connor.
Mazie: No. No. It’s too easy. Why are you the man who’s going to kill Cormac O’Connor?
Winston Scott: Well, you still haven’t told me your price, yet. There’s got to be something.
Mazie: Tough to buy for, aren’t I?
Cormac O’Connor: [to the assassins in the church] Know that if I go down, I’m taking all of you down with me. You understand? Your failure humiliates me, and it’s no secret what I do to those who humiliate me. Now get out of here so I can pray. It’s a sacrilege, you people even being here in the first place. It’s a wonder you don’t all burst into flames.
Cormac O’Connor: [as he’s looking at the cross in the church] Help me.
Charon: I wish I had the answers, sir.
Cormac O’Connor: I wasn’t talking to you.
Lemmy: So let me get this right. You won’t even touch a gun, but all this other crazy lethal s**t, that’s fine?
Lou: It was my father’s code, Lemmy. No guns.
Winston Scott: [referring to Mazie] Well, she’s not interested in money apparently, just love.
Jenkins: A deadly hippie. Now, there’s an oxymoron.
Thomas Caine: You ever think of leaving?
Charon: The hotel?
Thomas Caine: Yeah. There’s so much to experience out there.
Charon: True. But I don’t think Mr. O’Connor can survive without me.
Thomas Caine: Or you without him.
Charon: You must understand, where I’m from, violence is rampant. Here at least the chaos is controlled. I feel safer here than I ever did back home.
Winston Scott: You said there were two types of people in The Continental, right?
Jenkins: Evil and brainwashed. Why?
Winston Scott: [referring to Charon and Thomas] Which one’s which?
Winston Scott: Charon. Lovely to see you again.
Charon: So you’re here for revenge?
Winston Scott: No. No, no, no, no, no. No, this is about justice. And this is merely a conversation.
Winston Scott: [referring to Cormac] I remember thinking, “This is the scariest man I have ever seen.” The first thing he did was point out that my shoes were falling apart, as if I didn’t have any self-respect. And then he asked whose idea was it, skimming from him. And Frankie tried bulls**tting him, so I chimed in with the actual truth. It was my idea. That was the moment he saw something in us. That was the beginning and the end.
Winston Scott: It may look like we have nothing in common. Trust me. We are more alike than we are different, Charon. Unfortunately, I have a pretty good idea of what’s in store. What I’m asking you to do is not easy. It may go against everything you stand for, your loyalty, and your honesty, and it will mean keeping secrets, and telling lies, and breaking promises, and sacrificing anything he has promised you, like bringing your father to The Continental, for example.
Winston Scott: [to Charon] A father figure is responsible for teaching you about loyalty and family, relationships and business. And Cormac may preach this, but he only cares about one thing, himself. And sooner or later, you’re going to realize, it’s either you or him. I’m offering you a chance to decide who you want to be before it’s too late.
Cormac O’Connor: [to Charon] Our cellist friend. Our, oh, so virtuous virtuoso, turned out he was very disloyal. He tried to steal from me, and I am sick and tired of people stealing from me. Oh, he confessed. As you can see, I got pretty teed off. Breach of trust like this, well, it just makes me more grateful to those who remain loyal. And with this in mind, I want our next musician of residence to be someone that we know. An accomplished international artist, and yet, someone who will fit in more like a family member. That’s right, your father.
Charon: Winston Scott has assembled a team. They mean to kill you.
Cormac O’Connor: And how do you come to know this?
Charon: He asked me to join him.
Cormac O’Connor: How did that make you feel?
Charon: It felt like an opportunity.
Cormac O’Connor: Opportunity for what?
Charon: An opportunity for advancement.
Cormac O’Connor: Here with me?
Charon: Indeed, sir.
Cormac O’Connor: Good man.
Charon: May I ask you a question, sir?
Cormac O’Connor: Sure.
Charon: What was it that Thomas was trying to steal?
Cormac O’Connor: You. Loyalty.
3. Night 3: Theatre of Pain
'A suit doesn't make a man. It's what's inside the suit that counts.' - Winston Scott (The Continental: From the World of John Wick) Share on X
Jenkins: Imagination’s crucial in our line of work.
Miles: What the the f*** is going on with you, Winston?
Winston Scott: What the f*** is going on with me, Miles? I’ll tell you. You all want guarantees. There are no guarantees! So, if you want to back out, now’s your chance. But I am going to kill Cormac, and take his precious f***ing hotel with or without you. I’ll see you all at the grand reopening.
'Fate will catch up to you and the actions you commit.' - Charon (The Continental: From the World of John Wick) Share on X
Winston Scott: You know, I couldn’t get it out of my head that you didn’t want my money.
Mazie: And here we are, at a bank.
Winston Scott: Yeah. It’s a bit ironic, isn’t it?
Winston Scott: Well, my Mother, she had pride. So the next morning, she marched over to the bank, me and Frankie in tow, and she found the loan department. All we could do is sit and watch though, as all that pride vanished as this man in his suit told her to take her dirty kids, and their homemade clothes, and get the hell out. And then my mother did something that I’ve never seen her do before. She got on her knees, and she begged for money.
Mazie: She submitted to a man in a suit.
Winston Scott: And he just snarled at her. “Don’t you know what this place is? Who the hell do you think you are, coming in here?” And my mother, she looked up from her knees, and she said, “I’m the person who cleans these floors.” You asked for my story, Mazie.
'Sometimes the things we seek in life are right in front of us the whole time.' - Winston Scott (The Continental: From the World of John Wick) Share on X
Winston Scott: Banks have always made it their business to break the poor. Now, even an empty one like this, it sits as a symbol, casting a shadow over the less fortunate, which is why I felt it was only right that in your neighborhood, you should own this one. Put it to better use.
Mazie: You bought me this bank?
Mazie: I’m not a big believer in the suit makes the man.
Winston Scott: Well, then think of them as work clothes. Because with your permission, I’ll put your men to work. Besides, I think we both can agree, it’s not the suit. It’s what’s inside the suit that counts.
'A wolf in sheep's clothing can't rely on killer instinct alone. It's his resourcefulness and perhaps an open heart that can turn garbage into gold, and enemies into allies.' - Winston Scott Share on X
Cormac O’Connor: [praying] Things are getting dicey. It’s getting a little hard for me to trust here. Didn’t I put enough in the plate? Too few mea culpas? Return this prodigal son to me, and I promise I will rain Your justice down upon him. I scratch Your back, You scratch mine. Can I get an amen, Charon?
Charon: Amen.
Cormac O’Connor: You truly are a man of the cloth.
Cormac O’Connor: The High Table wants to send me to the glue factory. This is my house. It was ordained.
Charon: Absolutely. No one will ever take it from you, sir.
Cormac O’Connor: From us, Charon. From us. And the audacity of that Adjudicator to mark me with an expiration date. That f***ing rat-chewed mutant. She comes from the rib, and I from the marrow of the Almighty! She’s an afterthought. She can take her apple and f*** off.
Cormac O’Connor: It took David five smooth stones to topple the giant. Me, I got a big-a** boulder up my sleeve. I hold one sweet secret that can bring down this entire empire and swallow it whole. I can make all their secrets and all their souls vanish. Defensionem!
Cormac O’Connor: I’ll take them all with me if I have to. It’ll be one Pyrrhic punch in the face. This’ll always be my kingdom, press or no press!
Lemmy: Woh. Woh. New glasses. Didn’t realize we were having a handsome contest.
Jenkins: I sure hope you’re a better crook than comedian.
Lemmy: No, I’m being serious. You look ten years younger.
KD: I’d like a room. One night.
Continental Concierge: Have you been with us before?
Continental Concierge: [KD slides a gold coins across the counter] Room 818. Any baggage?
KD: Yeah. Whole lot of it.
Cormac O’Connor: Where’s my press?
Winston Scott: You know, until you find it, I’d say it’s Frankie who’s haunting you.
Winston Scott: Now’s your chance, Charon. Shoot him.
Cormac O’Connor: You better shoot me, because if you don’t, I’m going to send you back to Zimbabwe a piece at a time.
Charon: It’s Nigeria.
Winston Scott: Cormac is in the wind. He’s headed to the armory with the key. Thank you, Charon. Go to phase two, rendezvous at the armory.
Jenkins: What about that shoulder, Winston?
Winston Scott: I’ve done worse shaving.
Charon: I’m sorry I didn’t shoot Cormac.
Winston Scott: Yeah, so am I. Let’s hope we get a second chance.
Lemmy: Christ, why does everybody keep hitting me in the f***ing neck?
Cormac O’Connor: Ah, Charon, this was just too easy. All of this because of that bug-eyed cellist?
Charon: All he did was play music.
Cormac O’Connor: Well, he sure was a virtuoso. Too bad you weren’t there for his last impactful performance. You know, I told him to choose the song. You know what he picked? “Loyalty to the Master” from Don Giovanni.
Charon: The cellist did know his audience. But “Loyalty to the Master”, that’s what he told you it was about? That’s funny. Really funny.
Cormac O’Connor: He chose it just for me.
Charon: He did. But what it is about is damnation. The central idea is that fate will catch up to you and the actions you commit. You thought he was playing for you. But really, he was just playing you.
Cormac O’Connor: I knew something smelled rotten here. Mazie’s homeless men and one woman. I’m hobo-phobic. But rounding up a bunch of homeless derelicts off the street
isn’t going to help you. You can dress up a pig, but you can’t make him jig.
Winston Scott: Armory entry unsuccessful. Next phase, kill them. Kill them all.
Cormac O’Connor: Back off, bellboy.
Bellboy: But, sir, if you want to go to that floor, you must be announced.
Cormac O’Connor: Of course. What was I thinking? Be my guest.
[grabs the bellboys head and smacks it on the elevator button]
Winston Scott: Who are you?
KD: I’m the one who survived.
Cormac O’Connor: Let’s all lament a life ill-spent as if our hearts might burst. I’ll pour good whiskey on your grave, passed through my kidneys first. Hello, Continental shoppers. I’d like to call your attention to today’s red-light specials, Winston Scott and his orchestra. If you haven’t met him yet, I encourage you to go seek him out. Anyone who brings me the head of this honored guest will receive a two million dollar bounty, and a million for each member of his band.
Winston Scott: How well did you know Frankie?
Charon: Very well.
Winston Scott: Wait, but when I asked you to help…
Charon: You assumed, and I let you. Truth is, I agreed to help because of your brother.
Winston Scott: [to Charon] Let’s find that operations room and make him sing at his own funeral, huh? You’re going to see your father again. You have my word.
Winston Scott: Let’s take this house. And while we’re all going after Cormac’s head, remember, this is more than vengeance. This is justice.
Yen: [to the Twins] You take from me, I take from you.
Yen: [in Vietnamese, referring to the Twins] I want to kill them both.
Miles: This whole operation is about finding a future, not ending it.
Yen: It’s time for me to be with Frankie.
Miles: Frankie is dead. You’re alive. You have something to live for.
Miles: Lem, if you can hear this, I got you into this mess. Not the first, but looks like the last. I ain’t proud of everything we done, but I want you to know, I got no regrets. Hope you don’t either. And if you’ve already gone, hope you saved a f***ing seat for me in hell.
Lemmy: “Seat for me in hell”? That was embarrassing.
Miles: There you go!
Lemmy: But in all seriousness, I want to thank you for this new personal low.
Winston Scott: What is it?
Lemmy: [as he takes his last breath] I actually love an ascot.
Cormac O’Connor: I asked for assistance. I asked them for resources. But they, oh, those m**herf***ers, they put it back on me.
Orson: The High Table?
Cormac O’Connor: I warned them.
Cormac O’Connor: [to Winston] You took everything from me. Now I’m going to get a kick out of watching you and yours go down in the rubble.
Cormac O’Connor: When you see your brother, tell him I sent you boys to torch that building because I wanted you to do something you could never come back from, put the taste of death in your mouth. That’s how I make a soldier.
Winston Scott: You knew there was a family in there?
Cormac O’Connor: I ordered it.
Cormac O’Connor: Stand down. The bounty’s off.
KD: No. This is my kill.
Cormac O’Connor: Chill out, chica. Run along home now.
Cormac O’Connor: [as KD shoots, referring to Winston] What, you missed him from there?
Cormac O’Connor: [realizes KD shot him] I did something to you, didn’t I?
KD: Yeah.
[KD shoots Cormac in the head]
Winston Scott: My deepest gratitude, Charon. You can now leave this place behind, reunite with your father. Go lead a normal life, hmm?
Charon: But this is my home now. Besides, how could you survive here without me?
The Adjudicator: I’m an Adjudicator. Allow me to congratulate you on behalf of the High Table. Perhaps you can let me in on how you were able to do it.
Winston Scott: You believe in fate? If you do, you know sometimes the things we seek in life are right in front of us the whole time.
Winston Scott: You see, I learned a suit doesn’t make a man. No, it’s what’s inside the suit that counts. But a wolf in sheep’s clothing can’t rely on killer instinct alone. It’s his resourcefulness and perhaps an open heart that can turn garbage into gold, and enemies into allies.
The Adjudicator: Well, that’s lovely. But regrettably, the hotel wasn’t yours to take.
The Adjudicator: Let me be transparent. Despite what you may think, you did not stop Defensionem. I did. If your brother would have just done what he was instructed to do with the coin press, you would not be in this very unfortunate situation.
Winston Scott: You know, where from I’m standing, seems to me you’re the one in the unfortunate situation. Because if Cormac taught me one thing, it’s leverage. I not only beat him at his own game, but I took his house. And now I’m in control of the one thing that you people seem to need. Oh, but don’t worry. I can assure you, the coin press is in a very safe place.
Winston Scott: You know, in business, I’ve never been one for dealing with middlemen. And I’ve never killed a messenger before.
The Adjudicator: There are rules at play here, silly boy. You have no idea who you’re dealing with, but you soon will.
Winston Scott: No, I know the rules.
The Adjudicator: And what do you imagine I’m going to tell the High Table? You don’t even register to them. They won’t speak to you.
Winston Scott: They will now.
[he shoots and kills her]
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