Frank Castle: (to Joan) You were right. Good memories can save your life.
Harry Heck: You are one dumb son of a bitch. Bringing a knife to a gunfight.
Howard Saint: How is he still alive? I don't know, Quentin, I wasn't there. Why is he still alive? Now that's an interesting question. Maybe he's still alive because he was meant to suffer more, I don't know. But how can we make him suffer if we can't find him? Quentin Glass: He's daring us. Howard Saint: No, no. He misses his family and he wants to die. He's asking for help. So, let's help him.
Harry Heck: (singing) I can hear what you're thinking. All your doubts and fears. And if you look in my eyes, in time you'll find the reason I'm here. And in time, all things shall pass away. In time, you may come back some day, to live once more or die once more. In time, your time will be no more. (finishes) Harry Heck: Like that song? I wrote that for you. I'm gonna sing it at your funeral.
Candelaria: Vaya con Dios, Castle. Go with God. Frank Castle: God's going to sit this one out.
Spacker Dave: No one's ever stood up for me before.
(as Joan stitches up Frank's wounds)
Spacker Dave: He looks so weak. Is he going to die?
(Joan inserts the stitching needle, and Frank reaches out and grabs Dave's arm, hard)
Spacker Dave: (as he kneels down on the floor in pain) Appearances aren't everything.
Micky Duka: (after realizing that the Punisher had faked Micky's torture) You are not a nice person.
Frank Castle: (during the popsicle interrogation) You smell that, Mick? I'm burning off some of your fat.
Frank Castle: It's been five months since my family was killed. I don't see ONE man in jail.
Police Chief Morris: Obviously you're upset...
Frank Castle: Upset? Is that the word? I used to get upset. When I got a flat tire, when a plane was delayed. I used to get *upset* when the Yankees won the series. So if that's what upset means, what am I feeling now? If you know the word, tell me because I don't.
Jimmy Weeks: What are you gonna do?
Frank Castle: I'm not gonna do anything.
(tosses him a bullet)
Frank Castle: You are.
Jimmy Weeks: Frank, I will...
Frank Castle: Let's say goodbye like friends we were, huh? Not like animals.
(Frank finds John Saimt, wedged underneath a fallen desk, with only one arm free. John desperately tries to reach his gun, Frank slides it away)
Frank Castle: You look like a strong kid. You must work out. Ever try isometrics? This antipersonnel mine weighs eight pounds. Not much, but try holding it with an outstretched arm.
(He places the mine in John's hand, then ties its trigger to a rail overhead)
Frank Castle: Hell of a workout.
(Frank approaches a mortally wounded Saint, and throws down pictures of Quentin with his boyfriend)
Frank Castle: I made you kill your best friend.
(after a pause, Frank throws down Livia's earring)
Frank Castle: I made you kill your wife.
Howard Saint: (moans) Oh, God...
Frank Castle: Now I've killed you.
Livia Saint: Wait!
(lifts mourning veil away from her face)
Livia Saint: His family... his *whole* family.
Spacker Dave: Leave him alone.
Quentin Glass: Then I'll ask you. Where's Castle?
Spacker Dave: He's not here.
Quentin Glass: Really? Are you sure?
Spacker Dave: (mutters) I ain't saying shit...
Quentin Glass: What did you say? Hmm? I'm having a difficult time hearing you.
Spacker Dave: I said, "I'm not saying shit."
Quentin Glass: Well, I don't want you to say "shit"; I want you to answer me...