it's easy to be a saint in paradise.

you exist because we allow it. and you will end because we demand it.

case in point-- I do not consider you truly alive. ergo, I will not be guilty of murder if I kill you.

can you even remember why you came here? can you even remember how many you killed? how many lives shattered, how many stories ended?

you can do it. it's nothing. do it for the city. go.

our time has come. paradise will rise again.

save your tears for the morrow. you may be sure we will have ample cause to shed them, be they for joy or despair.

your life is yours to live. you shouldn't have to justify it to anyone else.

you fight, then eat good food. you fight, then drink fine wine. you fight, then sleep with beautiful women - hell, fight beautiful women!

let's make some memories.

you show promise. but promise won't save you from what comes next.

let's make some memories.

remember...remember us. remember that we once lived.

so be it. save his head. dispose of the rest.

your life is yours to live. you shouldn't have to justify it to anyone else.

I want a sandwich.

Fucking asshole shit fuck. Fucking motherfucking piece of fucking piece of shit fuck you.

remember...remember us. remember that we once lived.

Fucking asshole shit fuck. Fucking motherfucking piece of fucking piece of shit fuck you.

the unwavering blade cares not whom it serves nor who it cuts.

you exist because we allow it. and you will end because we demand it.

IN SPITE OF THE BLOOD THAT WAS SPILLED BEFORE, YOU WHET YOUR BLADES, YOU THIRST FOR MORE!

never look back. if you gotta kill, kill. if you gotta burn it all to the ground, then let it burn.

remember...remember us. remember that we once lived.

do not squander it, the legacy I leave you.

your body betrays your degeneracy.

among thousands of comrades and ten thousand enemies, only you... only you made me forget my dream.

wake the fuck up, samurai. we've got a city to burn.

you took my favorite plague.

so be it. save his head. dispose of the rest.

there will be blood.

I don't know what to do when she cries... the best I can do is punch anyone who makes her cry.

save your tears for the morrow. you may be sure we will have ample cause to shed them, be they for joy or despair.

never look back. if you gotta kill, kill. if you gotta burn it all to the ground, then let it burn.

after time adrift among open stars, among tides of light and to shoals of dust, I will return to where I began.

our time has come. paradise will rise again.

all that you touch, you change.

you can never undo what I've accomplished. the dead will still be dead!

kinda tough deciding which of your friends get to die, isn’t it?

a happy ending? for folks like us? wrong city. wrong people.

there is no place for me other than the battlefield. to live as I please, and die a senseless death. that is who I am. not a mere man of flesh. war is part of my existence.

so let there be no way back. from that temptation I sunder us. no more shall man have wings to bear him to paradise. henceforth, he shall walk.

I remember nothing, and I hope I never will.

my dear doctor, they're all true...even the lies. especially the lies.

Fucking asshole shit fuck. Fucking motherfucking piece of fucking piece of shit fuck you.

you fight, then eat good food. you fight, then drink fine wine. you fight, then sleep with beautiful women - hell, fight beautiful women!

I can end it! now is the time! you need me! YOU NEED ME!

hey, I've got an idea on how to fix your style. maybe you should just go fuck yourself? yeah, ever thought of that?

since you have been condemned to die at dawn, you must yourself attempt to stop the sun.

you can do it. it's nothing. do it for the city. go.