The Tournament

Gene Walker:
What's the matter, Mr. Harlow? Are you out of bullets? Why, here, have some of mine! [opens fire]

Powers:
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to The Tournament.

[last lines]

Father MacAvoy:
Let us pray.

Tech Rob:
[ogling Lai Lai through the cameras] Suck me sideways. I would kill for a piece of that pie.

Tech Eddie:
Yeah, right. You'd be f***ing dead before you could lick your lips.

Powers:
Look at you, Joshua! You're a warrior, gladiator. Men like you don't die in your beds, they fall on the field. They give the crowd a glorious death.

Father MacAvoy:
Why don't we go to the police? Eh? You and I. I mean, you acted in self-defense. I'll speak for you.

Lai Lai Zhen:
Is it my accent? Do I stutter? Is that it? The people who run this, they are more powerful than the police! They will get you anywhere.

Father MacAvoy:
But the bodies. People will see the bodies.

Lai Lai Zhen:
There will be an explanation. It won't be the truth, but it will be what people will buy. A madman with a gun, a terrorist attack, a natural disaster, a car crash. That's how the Tournament remains a secret!

Father MacAvoy:
That's insane!

Lai Lai Zhen:
Don't you watch TV, Father? The whole world is insane.

Father MacAvoy:
God, I need a drink.

Lai Lai Zhen:
You drink too much, and your eyes give you away. You damage your liver.

Father MacAvoy:
That's just perfect. That's just exactly what I need. Health advice from a hit man.

Miss Hunter:
[incredulous] What did you say?

Tech Eddie:
There are no cameras in there.

Miss Hunter:
What about satellite?

Tech Rob:
They're indoors.

Miss Hunter:
Did I speak to you?

[Miss Hunter turns back to Eddie]

Miss Hunter:
There are 30 people in there who paid ten million dollars. We're in the final few minutes. I want everything and anything pointed at that f***ing church!