Sin City/Transcript

Marv: [Narrating] I don't know why you died, Goldie. I don't know why and I don't know how; I never even met you before tonight. But you were a friend and more when I needed one. And when I find out who did it... it won't be quick and quiet like it was with you. It'll be loud and nasty -- my kinda kill. And when his eyes go dead, the hell I sent him to will seem like heaven after what I've done to him.
Marv: [Narrating] All I've got is a face and a name.
Marv: I'll see you later, Kevin...
Marv: [Narrating] I keep coming back to that cop I just killed and what he told me. I was pretty steamed about what he'd done to Lucille, so I took my time with that son of a bitch. It wasn't 'til I showed him all those pieces of himself that he said it -- just a name: Patrick Henry Roark. Man of the cloth. Could've become President, but he chose to serve God. And along the way, he just happened to become to the most powerful man of the state. He's brought down mayors and governors like they were nothing. He even made his rotten brother a U.S. Senator without breaking a sweat. And here he's gonna get killed in the name of a dead hooker. I'm getting used to the idea. More and more, I'm liking the sound of it. Then it hits me like a kick in the nuts: what if I'm wrong? I've got a condition. I get confused sometimes. And with Lucille dead, I can't get my medicine. What if I've been imagining all of this? What if I've finally turned into what they said I was gonna turn into? A maniac. A psycho killer... Can't kill a man without knowing for sure he ought to. I gotta know for sure. 
Marv: [Narrating] Heading downstairs to the kitchen, getting himself a midnight snack... And I can guess what kind. 
Marv: C'mon, you son of a bitch...
Marv: [Narrating] Damn, he's slick.
Marv: Is that the best you can do, creep?
Marv: [Narrating] That's right -- get personal, get close, I can take it.
Marv: I got you now you son-of-a-bitch. Let's see you hop around now.
Marv: [Narrating] I try to slow my heart down and breathe the fire out of my lungs. My muscles make me a thousand promises of pain to come.
Wendy: Let me do it, Marv. She was my sister, let me finish him.
Marv: You wasn't supposed to come down here, Wendy.
Wendy: Oh, but I want to--
Marv: [Narrating] I'm sorry, kid, but I haven't even started with this creep. And I don't want you watching the rest, it'll give you nightmares.
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