The Punisher

The Punisher is a 2004 film about a former Special Forces soldier and FBI agent who starts a one-man war on crime after his family is murdered by gangsters, in retaliation for their boss's own son's demise. Based on the Marvel Comics character.

Year:
2004
1,236 Views

(Quentin Glass watches impassively while three hoodlums beat and kick Micky Duka.)

Quentin Glass:
You sell homegrown pot by the ounce, Micky, not by the barrel. You sell badly-forged fake passports to Haitians. So what inspired you to become the Mr. Universe of international arms dealers? Micky, you should apologize for the death of Mr. Saint's youngest son.

Micky Duka:
Okay, I know how it looks, but Bobby, he buys pot from me. And, and when he found out what I was doing, he insisted on coming in. He put up half the cash. He came of his own free will! (One of the hoodlums kicks him.) If you're gonna kill me, will you leave my face alone - for my mother?

Quentin Glass:
We just made your bail. Now, if I'd wanted to kill you I would have left you in jail, where we have friends, and in a way I can only describe as deeply pornographic, you would have been killed. But you're a small piece of shit, and I don't want the Karma of your death on my conscience. But on the other hand, maybe I don't believe in karma. So, guys-

Micky Duka:
No, no, no! I'll tell you anything you wanna know!

Quentin Glass:
Then this'll be quick. I want to know one thing only: who brokered the deal?

Micky Duka:
His name's Otto Krieg. And if it's any comfort to Mr. Saint, he's dead too.

Howard Saint, (entering):
Well, it's not. It's actually no comfort at all. But what might be comforting to me is watching the slow death of the man who was supposed to be taking care of my son and making sure he did not get into trouble.

Quentin Glass:
Where's Castle? (Dave and Bumpo stare at the floor.) Frank Castle. Who lives here. (to Bumpo) I asked you a question, fat man.

Dave:
Leave him alone.

Quentin Glass:
Then I'll ask you. Where's Castle?

Dave:
He's not here.

Quentin Glass:
Really? Are you sure?

Dave:
(mumbles unintelligibly.)

Quentin Glass:
What did you say? Hmm? I'm having a difficult time hearing you.

Dave:
I said, "I'm not saying shit".

Quentin Glass:
I don't want you to say "shit", I want you to answer me. You don't want to say anything about anything you might know? (He gets a set of pliers from tool cabinet and sits facing Dave.) Well, maybe we should get to know each other better. What's your name?

Dave:
Dave.

Quentin Glass:
You go to school around here? (Dave shakes his head.) You don't go to school?

Dave:
No. No, I dropped out.

Quentin Glass:
You dropped out? You're not doing drugs, are you?

Dave:
Not right now...

Quentin Glass:
And what are you doing with all this stuff? What is that?

Dave:
Piercings.

Quentin Glass:
Piercings. Did it hurt when you did that?

Dave:
Not really.

Quentin Glass:
You like that, when it hurt a little bit?

Dave:
No.

Quentin Glass, (pointing to eyebrow ring):
That's a special one there, isn't it? Is that your favorite? That's hard to get.

Dave:
Yeah.

Quentin Glass, (fiddling with pliers):
Answer my question, please.

Dave:
No.

Quentin Glass:
Come here. (He reaches for Dave's eyebrow ring with pliers.)

Dave:
No... NO! (Quentin pins Dave's head and grabs the ring.)

Quentin Glass:
(to Bumpo) Your friend's about to have a bad day. You can save him by talking. It doesn't have to be this way. (to Dave) You think you know about pain, boy? What do you know about pain? Huh? (He rips out eyebrow ring; Dave screams.) That's okay, that's okay. Dave? Li'l Dave? Are you gonna tell me?

Micky Duka:
Stay away from me, Castle! I got friends, you know.

Frank Castle:
Let's talk about your friends.

Micky Duka:
Make your own friends, buddy. I'm not saying nothin'. I talk to you, they'll kill me.

Frank Castle:
If you don't help me, I'll kill you now, Mick.

Micky Duka:
The Saints tell me nothing!

Frank Castle:
Nothing? They pay your rent... your legal bills. You should know something.

(Frank lights up a blow torch in front of Micky)

Micky Duka:
What's the torch for?

Frank Castle:
Two thousand degrees, Mick. Enough to turn steel into butter. It won't hurt at first. It's, uh, too hot, you see? The flame sears the nerve endings shut, killing them. Then you'll go into shock... and all you'll feel is... cold. Isn't science fun, Micky?

Micky Duka:
I-I don't know shit!

Frank Castle:
You'll smell burning meat, and then...then, it'll hurt.

Micky Duka:
I SWEAR, I'M TELLING THE TRUTH!!!

[Frank goes behind the tied-up Mickey and uses the blow-torch on a steak and rubs Micky's back with a popsicle, and Micky flips out, thinking he's torching his back]

Frank Castle:
Smell that, Mick? I'm burning off some of your fat.

Micky Duka:
I'LL TELL YOU ANYTHING! Anything, anything you wanna know.

Frank Castle:
That's a good boy.

Micky Duka:
Okay, any involvement in Howard Saint's business involves two Cubans: the Toro brothers. They control all the prostitution and gambling, up and down the gulf coast. Tons of cash. They give their dirty money to Howard Saint, who transports it in cigarette boats to his banks in Grand Haven; washes it, and wires it back clean as a whistle.

[Frank jabs him in the back]

Micky Duka:
FU--! FOR THE LOVE OF GO-! [Castle sticks a popsicle in his mouth and lowers him]

Micky Duka:
You are not a nice person. So, what's up, you gonna string up Howard Saint and blowtorch him?

Frank Castle:
I like that idea. But I have something better. And guess what? You're gonna help me. Unless you wanna stay Howard Saint's lackey for the rest of your life.

Micky Duka:
I hate the Saints. All of them.

Frank Castle:
Tell me about them. What do they do; where, when.

Micky Duka:
Howard Saint's a man of strict habits. He has first tee time five days a week at Tampa Springs. Never fails. He likes money, he likes power. But the thing this guy covets most, the wife, Livia. What happened to your family, Howard did that for her. She's just like him, and she's just as predictable. Every Thursday, she works out, gets her nails done and goes to the movies. Howard knows every move this broad makes. Any man who looks at her wrong, he ends up in Tampa Bay. Let's not forget Johnny boy, the son you didn't kill. What a putz. Last, but not least, Quentin Glass. Been with Howard 20 years-- the family consigliere, lawyer, CPA and a sadist. Who knows what's going on with this guy.

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