History Quotes / ThePunisherMAX

->''And who might this be, bringing up the rear? Note the cowboy boots, the aviator shades, the carefully cultivated facial hair... The OK Corral swagger, the subtle tilt of nose and chin... The hoary old M3 carried like luggage, an anachronism that only adds to the ensemble. The message is clear: We are born of times and places you cannot hope to comprehend. We have held nations in our palms -- our history is unknowable, replaced by arcane lore. For we are [[UsefulNotes/CIA the company.]] Mortals'': '''Fuck Off'''

->''And who might this be, bringing up the rear? Note the cowboy boots, the aviator shades, the carefully cultivated facial hair... The OK Corral swagger, the subtle tilt of nose and chin... The hoary old M3 carried like luggage, an anachronism that only adds to the ensemble. The message is clear: We are born of times and places you cannot hope to comprehend. We have held nations in our palms -- our history is unknowable, replaced by arcane lore. For we are the company. Mortals'': '''Fuck Off'''

-> '''Bullseye:''' That wasn't a threat. (''whispering to himself'') ''How come nobody understands threats anymore?'' (''Back to normal now'') You know what'll happen, if you keep chasing after your husband? Maybe you'll succeed. Maybe you'll kill him. Shoot him and see him fall over and shit himself and bleed out. Poison his food and watch him cough up blood foam and chunks of stomach, blow him up and see all the gooey inside bits of him explode all over creation. You might stand over him the day he dies and feel happy. Feel glad you did it. You might even laugh, long and hard. But you know what happens then? Then you get the ''dreams''. The dreams and the sweats. And next thing you know you can't look at someone without imagining them in pain. Without hearing their screams. It gets so you can't have sex without feeling like your fucking a corpse. You start to see people as dead little puppets. Dancing on strings. You see all the strings, and how to pull them, and how to ''cut them''. (''Rambling maniacally now'') And you wanna cry sometimes but someone might see you so you turn off all the lights and you try to cry but you can't, and your disgusted and wanna hurt yourself so you get a knife and you're gonna slit your wrist. But next thing you know you're stabbing someone and you don't even know who they are or why but you just keep doing it and doing it and doing it and doing it until there's blood and guts all over everything, you know? Do you understand what I'm talking about?

-> (Places a loaded pistol on the table in front of Frank) Seven in the clip, one in the chamber. That makes eight total. [[KillEmAll What are you prepared to do?]]

-->-- '''Frank Castle''', pondering to himself how durable Barracuda is.

->''You got to war in Afghanistan -- and everybody dies.''

->''You work for the devil, you better be ready to die for him.''