Creasy: "There is no such thing as tough. There is trained and untrained. Now which are you?"
Creasy: "Ok my friend, it's off to the next life for you, I guarantee you, you won't be lonely."
Creasy: "Anyone who was involved, anybody who profited from it, anybody who opens their eyes at me... I'm gonna kill 'em."
Rayburn: "A man can be an artist at anything, food or whatever if you're good enough at it. Creasy's art is death, and he's about to paint his masterpiece."
Creasy: "That's what everybody keeps saying. "I'm just a professional". Everybody keeps saying that to me. "I'm just a professional", "I'm just a professional". I'm getting sick and tired of hearing that."
Creasy: "I'm gonna ask your wife a couple of questions. You move... you make one sound... I'll snatch the life right outta you, understand?"
Pita: "I love you, Creasy. And you love me too, don't you?"
Creasy: "Yes, I do. With all my heart, Pita. Go."
What a powerful film.