Daredevil, Season 2

[Matt is interviewing Wilson Fisk in prison]

Fisk:
Sometimes I'm glad I'm in here. The fate of New York City is out of my hands, for once.

Matt:
[slams his hand on the table] That's bullshit!

Fisk:
I don't know what you expect from me. But we're finished here. Mr. Donovan? [Donovan clicks off the tape recorder]

Matt:
Vanessa. [This gets Fisk's attention] You asked me if I remembered the art gallery. I do. I remember her very well. She's out of the country; she....wants to come back.

Fisk:
[to Donovan] Leave us. [Donovan steps out]

Matt:
So listen to me very closely: I will use every legal loophole and footnote to make certain that never happens. You see, unlike your other adversaries, Mr. Fisk, I can break you without breaking a single law. You may have expensive lawyers, but with one envelope and $6 postage, I can make sure Vanessa never sets foot on American soil again. One letter to the right office, and I get her visa pulled. I can prove she was an accomplice to every one of your crimes. And now you're thinking you can serve your sentence, hop on a jet, go to her whenever you like. Live somewhere like Monaco, or…I don't know, wherever the hell you fat cats go to sun yourselves. But you can't. You can visit her, but you'll never live with her. Because this is New York, Wilson. You live here. This is your jungle. This is your blood, like it is mine. She will never come... and you'll never leave. You screw with me now, just a little bit…and you'll never really be with your one and only Vanessa ever again.

[Fisk snaps, breaks his handcuffs, lunges over the table, and pounds Matt's head repeatedly against the table]

Fisk:
SPEAK HER NAME AGAIN! GO AHEAD! [Matt punches him, and Fisk slams him into the table again] Yes, the son of a boxer!

Matt:
You... You are running this place! Yeah, you did set him free...

Fisk:
You ask such small questions, Mr. Murdock.

Matt:
I know you're regaining power in here-

Fisk:
Yes, ask my lawyer. He'll deny it. Ask the guards, they'll deny it! Ask the inmates here. They'll cut their tongues out before they talk! But I have something to say to you: When I finally get out of this cage, I will dismantle the lives of the two amateurs THAT PUT ME IN HERE!! You, Mr. Murdock, and Franklin Percy Nelson!

Matt:
No, I-- I put you here! Not Nelson! I did!

Fisk:
The two of you took the laurels. You'll both take the blame. I'll chop both the heads off that snake, and I'll spend more than $6 on postage to bring you down! You see, I've had a lot of time to reflect on my journey here, Mr. Murdock! My mistakes, everything I took for granted. While I try and sleep in this bleak place, the one thing that keeps me warm is the thought that I will look down upon this city, the city that birthed me, with the woman that I love, whom I love with everything that I am! If you're worried that Frank Castle will wreak havoc on Hell's Kitchen, [throws Matt back into his seat]...just wait.