Особо опасен

SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!

Everything they told you was a lie. ... You are my son.

Your father died yesterday in the rooftop of the Metropolitan Building. He was one of the greatest assassins who ever lived. The man who killed him is behind you.

Do you make sweaters, or do you kill people?

This is not me following my destiny. This is not me following in my father's footsteps. This is definitely not me saving the world. ... This is not me. This is just a mother-fucking decoy.

Six weeks ago I was ordinary and pathetic just like you. Who am I now? Account manager? Assassin? Just another tool who was mind-fucked into killing his father? I am all of these. I am none of these. Who am I now?

Fate wanted YOU dead. And you couldn't take it.

We call this the Loom of Fate.

Your task is not to interpret but to deliver.

You're a wasting my fuckin' time! Why are you here?

His name came up. … So did yours.

We don't know how far the ripples of our decisions go. We kill one, and maybe save a thousand. That's the code of the Fraternity. That's what we believe in, and that's why we do it.

You apologize too much.

Welcome to the Fraternity.

I don't know who I am!

Now I know why I could never care about anything before this. I was living a lie.

I'm finding it hard to care about anything these days. In fact, the only thing I do care about is the fact that I can't care about anything. Seriously, it worries me.

You know when you have a dream and you're half-awake, but still in the fringe of your brain. Then you open your eyes and you're so damned glad it was a dream? [His father's gun falls to the floor] This was NOTHING like that.

We trained him well.