Quotes About Retribution

Next time we commit crime, we'll make sure to include him.

Yes," Gwen agrees. "We're going to kill him. It's the only way to be sure the kids are safe.

Someone should pay for their sins. I'll show you Awful, humans. I can't even see what I'm doing. All I know is rage, and panic, and darkness.

You're a murderer.' 'So are you' she said. 'No, I kill. You murder.' 'What's the difference?' 'I kill murderers.

have sown the wind, and they shall reap the whirlwind.' 

I want them dead.

When you look ito the still, deep water, you can feel it looking back, trying to come up with the proper punishment. Fucking water, who made you the boss?

I think if a man beats you and fucks half the women he sees and no one will help you, axing him isn't the least understandable thing you can do.

He looked back at the page, got one last glimpse before the match blew itself out. Going to find you today, Andrew. If I don't owe Dolores my life, I owe her that much, at least. Going to find you. Going to kill you dead.

People were lost and people were scared and their lynch ropes couldn't reach bankers or stockbrokers, so they looked for targets closer to home.

He would have just kept coming," Bob said. "Once someone takes something from you and you let them? They don't feel gratitude, they just feel like you owe them something more.

Ella dijo: -Él...Le has disparado, joder. Acabas de... O sea, ¿te das cuenta? Bob pasó la fregona por la mancha. -Le dió una paliza a mi perro.

Whoever sheds the blood of man, by man shall his blood be shed" (Genesis 9:6; emphasis added).

Fraser nodded casually toward Twelvetrees. "Is there anything ye want me to beat out of him?

The man that takes her in unholy embrace will have his privates blasted like a frostbitten apple," he said, with relish, "and his soul will burn forever in hell." He bared his teeth at his grandfather, and drew back his hand. "Like this." The beechwood teeth landed in the midst of the fire with a plop, and at once began to sizzle.

I bring ye your vengeance, lady," he said, as quietly as I'd ever heard him speak. He straightened and inclined his head in turn to Mary and Mrs. Munro. "And justice for the wrong done to ye.

Algún día..., algún día te veré muerta... Os veré muertos a todos... se prometió (p. 184)

Zafar's lot never write what they really feel which is FUCK YOU WICKED CUNTS I HOPE YOU DIE PAINFULLY FOR THE HORRIBLE THINGS YOU DID TO US AND THE ARROGANT FUCKING CRUELTY YOU'VE DISPLAYED EVER SINCE. They write high-sounding shit like JUSTICE FOR KHAUFPUR and KAMPANI MEET YOUR LIABILITIES

Any rapist would feel pretty dang upset to see his car packed full with rotting fish heads and limburger cheese...Also, if the 542 women responsible were crowded onto the street where he lived, insisting that he move himself and his stinky car to another locale. Nobody likes to be pelted with 2060 bloody tampons.

In the end, we all have to decide what we're willing to give up for payback. We all have parents or grandparents or children who will need us. Agonizing decisions sometimes. You have to weigh the memories and debt against what's being taken from you.

I felt cheated and I decided to demand justice of the sultan.

Give her hell from us, Peeves.

I think some people deserve to get their asses kicked

Code of the Grunt: Do not fuck with Buddha. He may be just another gook but he knows all about payback. When you catch a break in a firefight consider it a wakeup call. Buddha is reminding you that close counts with horseshoes and hand grenades.