Matt Fletcher: The next time you point a gun at me, you better pull that trigger, because I'm going to blow you into so many pieces your friends will get tired of looking for you.

[first lines]

Priest: Madam.

[enters confessional booth]

Matt Fletcher: I'm having a little trouble getting started, Father.

Priest: You are in the House of God now, my son. Speak from your heart.

Matt Fletcher: Well, I've done a lot of killin'. I've killed a lot of men and sinned a lot of women. But the men I killed needed killin' and the women wanted sinnin', and well, I never was one much to argue.

Ramos: It is a grave I dug for myself. One day when I am tired of living, I will come here for a long rest.