The Lives of Better Men

Detective Perez:
In the beginning, we were all destined to become such great beings. Men of honor. Men of reason. In a city built on greed and corruption, what can one man do? The monsters are winning the war. And the heroes? Are asking for a bigger salary. We're exhausting ourselves, and I won't wait around for someone to do something.

Brennan:
Look at these people, John. Every one of them. Every man and woman in here knows us. And who are you? Who are you? We are what they wear, what they eat, what they breathe. And you? You were a forgotten name once we said you were no more. What happened to you John? You used to be a part of this, remember? And now you've turned to the authorities, why? Because they make you believe in something that once was? This is happening John. So get on the f***ing boat.

John:
Have you ever loved something so much that you can't think of anything else? I see all these people around me. The only thing I can think about is I don't care anymore. I don't feel anything. See this face? See this man? This man lost the only thing in this life that he's ever loved. She carried my child and my sanity and she was the target of some sick man who played a game of his own. Now you tell Jacob, that there's a fire in me that's gonna burn everything that he's ever fought for, every ounce, and every dollar. I'm gonna break every connection between us so that I can see him bleed. Every dreamed that you all have ever dreamed of will never happen. He shot my wife, with my child. I'm coming for blood. I'm gonna kill him!

Detective Perez:
I've brought you something, a gift. He's on the inside.

John:
I all ready have one.

Detective Perez:
You just don't f***ing get it man. You think because you're still walking around that you're f***ing invincible but you still have everything to lose.

John:
What do you have to lose, Perez?

Detective Perez:
Me? What do I have to lose? The admiration of peers? A f***ing promotion? Employee of the moth? Nothing man. I gave it all away, to you, to your f***ing friends you f***ing neo gangsters you tadpoles you just keep coming and what I want to know is what f***ing puddle did you come out of, what hole did you crawl out of?

Cameron:
Don't judge me. You're the one that looks funny. Look at you, all dressed up in your poor attempt to look somewhat fashionable. I'm not the only one to be considered, I'm not the only one that's vain. Everybody wants to be somebody. Everybody. But no one wants to work for it. You look at me and believe that I'm someone you want to be with when the truth is you don't stand a chance. Get a f***ing clue sweetheart. Come back when you grow up.