Hitman: Absolution

[from trailer]

Diana:
A man will come and take you away. This man is different, he will protect you. Please don't judge him for what he might have to do. Some day, you will understand.

[from the Introducing Disguises trailer]

Guard:
[on the phone] It's *not* prostate cancer? I could kiss you...

[47 reaches through a window and pulls the guard out to his death]

[from trailer]

Lasandra Dixon:
It's not every day I get to kill me a legend.

Lasandra Dixon:
Go with God, motherf***er.

[fires a rocket launcher at 47]

Agent 47:
For years, Diana was my sole handler at the Agency. She supplied information and secrecy, and I sold perfection. We had trust. Then last August 10, Diana brought the Agency to its knees. She flushed all accounts, cut off all communication lines, exposed the Agency and used the confusion to vanish. Now the reformed Agency has finally tracked her down. And offered me the contract. One day, I will think of this as just another job. After all, this is what I do.

Blake Dexter:
Making money makes me horny.

Bartender:
Hey, boy. Something I can help you with?

Kane:
Just waiting for my associate. He's back in town buying equipment.

Bartender:
Is that so? Well, what kind of equipment would that be?

Kane:
Just equipment. Business equipment.

Bartender:
I see, big businessman. Well, you just watch yourself now 'cause we don't care much for strangers out here.

Kane:
I'm not looking for trouble.

Lynch:
[shooting up lawn gnomes next to the range] Stop staring at me, you twisted little fairy! Goddamn little fairies. Imps. Trolls.

Worker:
Hey! Hey, hey, hey! *Hey!* Listen to me. What did I tell you about my gnomes? You just stop it, okay? Or I'll kick your crazy ass outta here! And I'll do it! You just watch.

Lynch:
I'd like to see you f***ing try. F***ing midgets ain't what you think! Staring at me... rolling around those little eye sockets. What am I gonna... Twinkly little eyes... f***in'...

Worker:
Well, if you don't like the gnomes, you can take your business elsewhere. Now I am serious. You just keep shooting my gnomes and we got troubles, you and I. You understand?

Lynch:
Yeah, yeah... whatever, you f***ing a**hole. F***ing gnome f***er. F***ing troll f***er. You... ah, you f***er.

Benjamin Travis:
Alright... just tell me... did you kill her... Diana? Is she really dead?

Agent 47:
[Before pulling the trigger] You will never know.