Drive Angry

The Accountant:
You're not the first to get out, and I doubt you'll be the last, but I have got to know, how did you get out with the God-killer?

Milton:
I just walked in and took it.

The Accountant:
Oh. Wouldn't wanna be you when he finds out.

Milton:
What's he gonna do? Not let me back in?

Candy:
[as they're having sex] Oh, baby. Why don't you f*** naked?

Milton:
I never disrobe before gunplay.

The Accountant:
[to the last female cultist] Would you have killed the baby if he asked?... Thought so. See you soon.

Milton:
It's still in there. The bullet. I can... I can feel it.

Cap:
No goddamn way. No ever loving way in God's good heaven are you an FBI agent.

The Accountant:
I need you boys to stand down. Captain, you know what this badge means, right? Federal Bureau of get-the-f***-out-of-my-way.

Piper:
Gimme one good reason I shouldn't shoot you in the face.

Milton:
I'm driving.

Piper:
You know what I mean!

The Accountant:
Satan is simply the warden of a very large prison. Quiet man actually, thoughtful and he's well read. And I happen to know the idea of sacrificing children in his honour annoys him greatly.

The Accountant:
[to Piper, re: the God-killer, which she's pointing at him] He didn't steal that from me to stop me. He stole it to slow me down. Go help him while there's still time.

The Accountant:
[Piper starts backing away] Oh, and hold on tight. It has quite a kick.

F***ing Passenger:
We're gonna kill your friend and the baby. And we're gonna live forever.

The Accountant:
Forever? If forever to you means the next fives seconds, then you would be right.

Piper:
Just so you know, I don't pick up hitchikers.

Milton:
I didn't have my thumb out.

Milton:
Even in Hell there is compassion.

Piper:
You gonna tap that or what?

Milton:
Tap?

Piper:
Geez, Milton, how long has it been?

Milton:
I've had a lot on my mind.

Piper:
Uh-huh. Right. Suit yourself then. But no one reaches the end and says, "I wish I hadn't f***ed so much."

Jonah King:
I've changed my mind about you, Piper. You are too willful to be taught. I am going to kill you, and then I'm going to defile your corpse.

Piper:
Between now and then, I'm gonna f*** you up.

[first lines]

The Accountant:
Since the birth of time, humanity has endeavored to restrain evil men in prisons. But since Cain fled the murder of his brother, evil men have fled the walls of punishment. So, it doesn't matter if you're a bad-ass motherf***er on the run, because you think you're better than everyone else, and somehow entitled to do what you gotta do. No. Because you see bad-ass motherf***ers are never fast enough. In the end, they will all be accounted for.

F***ing Passenger:
You're too late. You gotta know that, right? First full moon, she's dead, man. She's dead and He's gonna walk the motherf***ing earth.

Milton:
Hell already is walking the earth. You tell him I'm coming. Tell him I'm coming to get her back.

The Accountant:
You, fat f***. Come here.

Fat Lou:
What did you call me? What did you just call me?

The Accountant:
I called you "fat f***," and we had better leave it at that. Unless you'd prefer I call you, "dead fat f***."

Fat Lou:
Who are you?

The Accountant:
I'm The Accountant.

Fat Lou:
That supposed to mean something to me?

The Accountant:
It will if I add you to the books.

Milton:
I'm Milton. You're Piper, right?

Piper:
Well, Milton, if you try and kill me and dump me in the woods, I'm gonna cut your nuts off.

Milton:
Yes, ma'am.

Jonah King:
This Milton is no friend to us. He will try and keep us from what we are rightfully owed. He is the blight, and we are the rain.

Piper:
What kind of f***ing gun is that?

Milton:
The kind you use on guys like that.

Candy:
We was f***ing. He killed them while we was f***ing!

Teen #2:
You almost f***ing killed me, man.

The Accountant:
Not even close. I won't see you again until you're 73.

[looks at the other teenager]

The Accountant:
You, I'll see in three months.

The Accountant:
What's that supposed to mean?

Man in Wig:
It's a symbol for our pact with Lord Satan.

The Accountant:
Pact, huh? Ooh! Funny, he's never mentioned you.

Milton:
Thank you, Webster. I don't believe I'll be having that beer just now. Not unless I'm drinking it from Jonah King's skull.

Webster:
Milton, if memory serves, you were always partial to the Chevelle, yes?

Milton:
I'm going to kill you.

Jonah King:
Ah, Milton, so many have tried. But I am armored with a power that you will never know. Nothing of this earth can kill me.

Milton:
I'm not of this earth.

Milton:
Let her go and give me the child, or I'll blow all your heads off.