The Punisher2004

Micky Duka:
Stay away from me, Castle! I got friends, you know.

Frank Castle:
Let's talk about your friends.

Micky Duka:
Make your own friends, buddy. I'm not saying nothin'. I talk to you, they'll kill me.

Frank Castle:
If you don't help me, I'll kill you now, Mick.

Micky Duka:
The Saints tell me nothing!

Frank Castle:
Nothing? They pay your rent... your legal bills. You should know something.

Micky Duka:
What's the torch for?

Frank Castle:
Two thousand degrees, Mick. Enough to turn steel into butter. It won't hurt at first. It's, uh, too hot, you see? The flame sears the nerve endings shut, killing them. Then you'll go into shock... and all you'll feel is... cold. Isn't science fun, Micky?