Quotes

Robert McCall: When you pray for rain, you gotta deal with the mud too.

Robert McCall: You gotta be who you are in this world, no matter what.

Teri: [about his book] What's your new one about?

Robert McCall: Oh, it's about a guy who thinks he's a knight in shining armor. The only thing is, he lives in a world where knights don't exist anymore.

Teri: Sound like my world.

Vladimir Pushkin: Who are you?

Robert McCall: Everybody wants to know.

Robert McCall: I am offering you a chance to do the right thing. Take it.

Susan Plummer: Sometimes we make wrong choices to get to the right place.

Robert McCall: [to Slavi] That girl, Alana... She's gonna go on living. You... You're gonna bleed out all over this funky floor... All over 9,800 dollars.

Vladimir Pushkin: What do you want?

Robert McCall: I want the head of the snake.

Robert McCall: [to Nicolai] The men I killed, your men... I gave them a chance, they made their decision... Now I'm giving you the opportunity to make yours.

Brian Plummer: Is everything alright? Were you able to help him?

Susan Plummer: He didn't come for help. He came for permission.

Teddy: When you look at me, what do you see.

Robert McCall: [chuckles, shifts in his seat]

Teddy: The answer's nothing. I have no feeling about you one way or the other. You're like... like lint or a bottle cap. You're just a thing to remove.

Teri: I love being up at this hour. You know, everything's so dark. It makes everything seem possible again.

Robert McCall: [Setting his stopwatch before taking down several Russian mobsters] Sixteen seconds.

Susan Plummer: Teddy Rensen. Real name, Nicolai Itchenko. Skill set honed in Spetsnaz. He's formidable and smart. Ran a wing of the Secret Police for years. Went private when the Union fell. Basically he's a sociopath with a business card.

Teri: I bought a little machine for making demos.

Robert McCall: Yea, I bet your good.

Teri: What makes you say that?

Robert McCall: Intuition.

Teri: [comes to the Robert's table] I'm sorry. I'm breaking protocol, right?

Robert McCall: No, no. Listen, hey, come, come on, sit down. Sit. Sit... Sit.

Teri: Okay.

Robert McCall: Come on, sit down.

Teri: All right... Are you sure I'm not interrupting anything?

Robert McCall: Yeah... So?

Teri: I don't know. You know, I just kind of felt like a quiet voice... before it all goes crazy.

Robert McCall: Okay.

Teri: I'm Teri.

Robert McCall: Bob.

[bump their fists together]

Robert McCall: Ow! It's good.

Teri: You know, you don't look like a Bob.

Robert McCall: Oh, yeah?

[to the waiter]

Robert McCall: Thank you.

Teri: You look like a Robert. Robert reads books like this and Bob watches TV... My real name's Alina.

Robert McCall: What happened to your face?

Teri: Something stupid.

Robert McCall: I'm here for that girl. You gave me that a couple of nights ago.

Slavi: We give out lots of cards. You still can get it up, *dedushka*?

[chuckles]

Robert McCall: I'm here about a certain girl. She got beat up pretty bad.

Teddy: I want images from every security camera within a six-block radius. If you have any trouble call that number... and it will be taken care of. Phones charged and on. I tend to call at odd hours. Now, if you could drive me to my residence.

Masters: Hey, wait a second, Mr. Sunshine. What do I look like to you? A chauffeur? This is our town. You're fucking guest.

Teddy: Let me apologize for my conduct. It was a long flight on short notice, and I... I like to focus, to work quickly. The deaths of Mr. Pushkin's men have interrupted his operations here. Imports, movements of goods, have all ceased. That's unacceptable. I am the one Mr. Pushkin calls in when people like you fuck up. I'm accountable now.

Masters: Listen, I don't like your tone...

Teddy: You have taken Mr. Pushkin's money for years. Money that comes with conditions. Non-negotiable conditions. Problem you're having with me is you still think you matter. You don't. I'm all that matters. And so we're clear. I'm not here to say "please." I'm here to tell you what to do.

[walks away]

Teddy: Be ready for business. We open tomorrow.

Masters: Hey! Hey! Hey. This is my town. Do you understand me? This is my home. You cannot run around like a wild animal. What the fuck was that?

Teddy: It's a message. It says, "I'm here."

Little John Looney: See, I hate you fucking Russians. You're all crazy and you're arrogant. Now, the Irish, we came here for a piece of the American dream. You people come over here to steal it. So fuck all of you.

Teddy: Well, Mr. Looney, I appreciate your candor. It's refreshing, and that makes me understand that you're not smart enough to have done this.

Little John Looney: What fuck?

Teddy: Which brings me to my next issue. We pay you 15 percent to do business here. The additional 10 percent you steal, we ignore. We anticipated it, as you people are such clichés. The fact that you're a rat to the Feds is also tolerable, Little John.

Little John Looney: What fuck?

Teddy: What we will not tolerate is... getting nothing for our money: no information, no protection... no assurances. You understand, Little Johnny?

Little John Looney: Who fuck do you think you are?

Teddy: Who I am? Or what I am? Who I am is complicated. What I am is easier, I'm a threat. I alter outcomes.

Little John Looney: Throw this motherf...

[Teddy starts beating him]

Robert McCall: [voiceover] Tomorrow you'll have returned all the money you extorted from those people. You'll tell them it will never happen again. Do that, and this video will never be seen... Don't, and a half an hour later you'll watch the uncut version on every news outlet in the area. Now I'm offering you a chance to do the right thing. Take it.

Detective Harris: That fucking hurt more than the beating.

Robert McCall: Is it just you, or are we waiting for someone else?

P&E; Worker: I'm sorry. What?

Robert McCall: Your hands. If you really work on power lines, your hands wouldn't look like that. We gotta be waiting for somebody else.

P&E; Worker: Motherfucker... Hands where I can see them. We're gonna take a little walk across the street, Black Denali.

Susan Plummer: You didn't take out five pimps, Robert. You took out the East Coast hub of Vladimir Pushkin.

Robert McCall: Pushkin?

Susan Plummer: Mm. He's similar to their oligarch who jumped in bed with Russian mafia, only he funds everything: gasoline, weapons, girls, you name it. He's built an intricate network on both U.S. coasts that are incredibly well-insulated. His money and political ties make him untouchable.

Robert McCall: [passing the money to the Pushkin's employees] There you go. Thank you very much. There you go. Mr. Pushkin thanks you very much. We're going out of business. Closing down shop. Mr. Pushkin thanks you very much. There you are, sweetheart. Here you go. You're welcome. Accept these parting gifts on behalf of Mr. Pushkin. There you go. Three, two... Look at that, perfect... One. Thank you. Thank you, sweetheart.

Teddy: [yells] Who are you?

[gets nail shot in his chest]