- Martin Fallon: There's no reason for killing or dying anymore. What's more, there's no reason for living!
- Anna: That's a terrible thing to say!
- Martin Fallon: I could've closed your mouth with a bullet.
- Father Michael Da Costa: Well why didn't you?
- Martin Fallon: There's been enough killin'
- Martin Fallon: Listen, I don't want to keep waking up every night hearing the screams of young children. I lost something a long time ago, Malachy. Everything. Everything got very black, like dried blood. And something started to stink. Every day it got worse, sometimes so bad I couldn't get out of my bed. I sat there In the dark like a wee scared boy, not being able to breathe or speak my name. I saw myself lying in the street, dying, not wanting to die. Maybe there's something wrong with me.
- Anna: You turned your back on killing. So has Martin Fallon.
- Father Michael Da Costa: I'm not so sure he has!
- Father Michael Da Costa: Have you something to say?
- Martin Fallon: We are fundamentally alone. Nothing lasts. There's no purpose to any of it.
- Father Michael Da Costa: That's a bit of a statement. Can you explain it to God?
- Martin Fallon: No, Father. Wrong way around. Can he explain it to me? Can he explain my lost faith and how I lost it?