Quotes About Confrontation

Pop says, 'Now you head on out of here and you better hope the snow covers your tracks because I'm going to finish this whiskey and then I'm coming

You think if you don't talk about it, you can just pretend everything is all right? Everything is not all right. Not with us, not with your parents, not with anything today. And if you let yourself go anywhere real with it, you have to acknowledge it.

It feels like a victory that we are moving closer to the truth. But when the truth is taking you somewhere you don't want to go, you also aren't sure. You aren't sure you want that win.

If you fight, you work it out. If you don't fight, you move into your own corners, and nothing gets decided there.

If looks could kill, I might have killed him.

Tengo muy buen tino y muy mal carácter, capitán, El próximo tiro es para usted y le aseguro que puedo dispararle antes de que me maten, así es que mejor nos vamos respetando, porque si nos morimos, yo no le voy a hacer falta a nadie, pero de seguro la nación sí sentiría mucho su pérdida, ¿o no es así? Realmente

En el primer acto van a plantear cuál es su problema, en el segundo acto lo van a confrontar y en el tercer acto le encontrarán una solución.

You deserve it, she hissed. You deserve it, do you hear me?

Abruptly, she let go of his wrists and allowed him to push her to her knees. She looked up, waited for his smile. And then she punched him in the nuts.

How about giving your old man a break here, huh, Chirp? Chirp is dead, I hear myself say and watch the flat words destroy his pleasure. You killed her, and now you have to deal with me because I'm what's left.

Sawyer: Tell me where you are,Keely O´Hare,or I swear to God when I find you-and I will find you-I´ll paddle your ass something fierce. Keely:Oh,I´d like to see you try.

I spend most of my waking hours confronting and destroying things that I fear. A thousand-year-old master vampire was a tall order, but a girl's got to have a goal.

I sat on the bed. Neither of us said anything. I wasn't slick and sophisticated enough for this. What do you say to boyfriend A when he finds you naked in the bed of boyfriend B? Especially if boyfriend A turned into a monster the night before and ate someone. I bet Miss Manners didn't cover this at all.

You can't kill us all, human.' He was right. I raised the machine gun a little. 'True, but who's going to be first in line?

Should I eat first or accuse the Master of the City of murder? Choices, choices. -Anita

Who hit you? Why, so you can go beat him up? One of the fringe benefits of being my human servant is my protection. I don't need your protection, Jean-Claude. He hurt you. And I shoved a gun into his groin and made him tell me everything he knew, I said.

He balled his hand into a fist. You are such a bitch. Woof, woof, I said.

Great. I didn't say thank you, because it seemed wrong. I wanted to call her a bitch and shoot her between the eyes, but then I would have had to shoot Enzo, too. And how would I explain that to the police? She was breaking no laws. Dammit.

Ma petite ...' 'No, you've done enough talking. It's my turn. If you harm Richard Zeeman, I'll kill you.' 'He means that much to you?' There was surprise in his voice. Great. 'No, you mean that little'.

We'd put a big sign over our territory saying, Nothing here is worth dying over, but if you insist, we will fucking kill you.

What do you do with a master vampire that won't leave you alone? Good question. Unfortunately, what I needed was a good answer.

I started to say something, but Richard said, "Come on, Anita. We have to go now." He was right. I could kill a lot of them, but not all. I hadn't brought a spare clip for the machine gun. I hadn't thought I'd need it. Silly me. We

I was hungry, and the corn dogs smelled good. Should I eat first or accuse the Master of the City of murder? Choices, choices. I

Jean-Claude was standing by the door. He said, "I almost had you, my little animator." I glanced at his face and quickly down. "Almost doesn't count, you blood-sucking bastard." Jean-Claude threw back his head and laughed. His laughter followed me out into the night, like velvet rubbing along my spine.