Death Wish

Jack Toby:
We gotta let the cops handle this, Dad!

Paul Kersey:
Yeah?

Paul Kersey:
Well, what if the cops can't handle this, Jack?

Sam Kreutzer:
You know, decent people are going to have to work here and live somewhere else.

Paul Kersey:
By "decent people," you mean people who can afford to live somewhere else.

Sam Kreutzer:
Oh Christ, you are such a bleeding-heart liberal, Paul.

Paul Kersey:
My heart bleeds a little for the underprivileged, yes.

Sam Kreutzer:
The underprivileged are beating our goddamned brains out. You know what I say? Stick them in concentration camps, that's what I say.

Paul Kersey:
You've got a prime figure. You really have, you know.

Joanna Kersey:
That's a euphemism for fat.

Paul Kersey:
Any chance of catching these men?

Lt. Briggs:
There's a chance, sure.

Paul Kersey:
Just a chance?

Lt. Briggs:
I'd be less than honest if I gave you more hope, Mr. Kersey. In the city, that's the way it is.

Ames Jainchill:
You're probably one of them knee-jerk liberals that thinks us gun boys would shoot our guns because it's an extension of our penises.

Paul Kersey:
Never thought about it that way. It could be true.

Ames Jainchill:
Well, maybe it is. But this is gun country.

Frank Ochoa:
We want you to get out of New York... Permanently.

Paul Kersey:
Inspector... By sundown?

Paul Kersey:
Nothing to do but cut and run, huh? What else? What about the old American social custom of self-defense? If the police don't defense us, maybe we ought to do it ourselves.

Jack Toby:
We're not pioneers anymore, Dad.

Paul Kersey:
What are we, Jack?

Jack Toby:
What do you mean?

Paul Kersey:
I mean, if we're not pioneers, what have we become? What do you call people who, when they're faced with a condition or fear, do nothing about it, they just run and hide?

Jack Toby:
Civilized?

Paul Kersey:
No.

Sam Kreutzer:
I'll bet muggings are down, and they're afraid to tell us.

Paul Kersey:
There's only one way to find out. Take a walk on Columbus Avenue tonight.

Sam Kreutzer:
Thanks a lot, Paul. I think I'll wait for the official report.

Paul Kersey:
Hey!

Freak #1:
We want money, mother, now get it!

Freak #1:
Goddamn rich c*nt! I KILL RICH C*NTS!

Paul Kersey:
Do you believe in Jesus?

Stomper:
Yes I do.

Paul Kersey:
Well, you're gonna meet Him.

(Kersey then kills Stomper with his Beretta Cheetah pistol)

Elliott Cass:
Are you free tomorrow Paul?

Paul Kersey:
Sure, What else would I be doing?

(several gunshots are heard and the credits roll)

Paul Kersey:
Where's my wallet?

Jiver:
I ain't got it!

Paul Kersey:
Where do you think I've been?

Geri Nichols:
Killing muggers?

Hermosa:
[Sexually harassing Maria who is in her car talking to her friends] Yo b*tch! Come here I wanna eat you! I'm gonna to lick you all over! [Laughes]

Hermosa:
[Runs and jumps on Maria's car hood] I'm coming for you b*tch! Come here! I wanna eat you! [Continues to harass Maria while holding on to the roof the car] Come on b*tch! Come on!

[Maria drives into a garage with Hermosa still assaulting her and Paul turns to see the car coming]

Hermosa:
Come on b*tch! Stop the f***ing car! Stop- [Maria makes a screeching stop which cause Hermosa to fall off the car]

Hermosa:
[Gets up angrily] You're mine now b*tch! I'm gonna f***ing kill ya! [runs over to the car and is about to open the door to rape Maria]

Kathryn Davis:
I made chicken, I hope you like it. It's the only thing I know how to make.

Paul Kersey:
Chicken's good. I like chicken.

Bennett:
What's the car for?

Paul Kersey:
Bait.

Bennett:
We heard shots. What happened?

Paul Kersey:
I sent them a message.

Tulio:
[Grabs Eli by the shirt collar] Listen! We'll come back anytime we like. You got that... pops?![Releases Eli]

Tulio:
[Laughs manically as he runs over to the open window then turns back at the old couple] Anytime!

Paul Kersey:
Hey, what's the problem?

Punk at Car #1:
What?

Paul Kersey:
With the car... what's the problem?

Punk at Car #1:
Just get outta my f***in' face. Who are you?

Punk at Car #2:
We're stealing a f***in' car, what's it to you?

Paul Kersey:
It's my car.

Punk at Car #1:
Now you gonna die!

(Kersey shoots them both dead)

Bennett:
They call him "The Giggler".

Paul Kersey:
Jesus, he really moves.

Mandy Fraker:
[After seemingly killed by Paul gets up and points his gun at Paul] Hey! [Hits his chest to reveal he wore a bulletproof vest] Bullet proof a**hole! Just like yours! Stay just like that!

Striker:
You can't handle both of us.

Mandy Fraker:
Bet me! [Points his gun at Striker]

(Frank Bauggs confronts Kersey sneaking into his apartment)

Frank Bauggs:
What the f*** are you doing here?!

Paul Kersey:
I was making a sandwich.

Mugger:
Who the f*** are you?!

Paul Kersey:
Death.

Paul Kersey:
I'm taking care of Charlie's things.

Paul Kersey:
You relax, Bennett. This is my problem.

Paul Kersey:
My friend Wildey's coming.

Paul Kersey:
A .475 Wildey Magnum is a shorter version of the African big game cartridge... it makes a real mess.

Paul Kersey:
I'm going out for some ice cream... this is America, isn't it?

Paul Kersey:
You’re letting me loose?

Richard S. Striker:
I can't do anything... I'm a cop.

Paul Kersey:
Not great... but pretty damn good.

Paul Kersey:
I was just using the... toilet?

Paul Kersey:
Guns have their uses. Idiots with guns make me nervous.

Paul Kersey:
I've got a cure for your dandruff problem. :(detonates bomb)

Paul Kersey:
Sometimes the law doesn't work.