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: I want to make this city, something better than it is, something beautiful. You took that away from me! You took everything! I'm gonna kill you! Matt Murdock
: Take your shot.
: You are my heart. You're my everything.
: You were right, what you told me on the radio that night. Not everyone deserves a happy ending. Wilson Fisk
: [laughs at Daredevil
] You really think... change anything? You think, one man, a silly look costume, will make a difference...?
[Daredevil knocks him down
: I was thinking about a story from the Bible. FBI Guard #1
: Did I tell you to open your mouth? FBI Guard #2
: Let 'im talk. Don't mean nothin'. Wilson Fisk
: I'm not a religious man, but I've read bits and pieces over the years. Curiosity more than faith. But this one story... There was a man, he was traveling from Jerusalem to Jericho when he was set upon by men of ill intent. They stripped the traveler of his clothes, they beat him, and they left him bleeding in the dirt. And a priest happened by, saw the traveler, but he moved to the other side of the road and continued on. And a Levite, a religious functionary, he came to the place, saw the dying traveler, but he, too, moved to the other side of the road, passed him by. But then came a man from Samaria, a Samaritan, a good man. He saw the traveler bleeding in the road and he stopped to aid him without thinking of the circumstance or the difficulty it might bring him. The Samaritan tended to the traveler's wounds, applying oil and wine, and he carried him to an inn, gave him all the money he had for the owner to take care of the traveler, as the Samaritan, he continued on his journey. He did this simply because the traveler was his neighbor. He loved his city and all the people in it. I always thought I was the Samaritan in that story. It's funny, isn't it? How even the best of men can be deceived by their true nature. FBI Guard #1
: What, the hell, does that mean? Wilson Fisk
: It means that I am not the Samaritan. That I'm not the priest, or the Levite. That I am the ill intent who set upon the traveler on a road that he should not have been on.
: [as he beats Daredevil
] This city doesn't deserve a better tomorrow! It deserves to drown in its filth! It deserves people like my father! People like you! Matt Murdock
: [blocks the attack
] This is my city! My family!
: Where are the Smiley Twins? Sleeping off another kidnapping? Wilson Fisk
: The Ranskahovs are no longer a part of this organization. Leland Owlsley
: Since when? Wilson Fisk
: Since I removed Anatoly's head with my car door.
: So why does a man like you feel alone? Wilson Fisk
: Nature of my business, I suppose. Vanessa Marianna
: And what kind of business is that? Wilson Fisk
: Rebuilding this city. I want to carve something beautiful out of its ugliness, set free its potential. Vanessa Marianna
: You sound like an artist. Wilson Fisk
: I'm just a man with a dream. Vanessa Marianna
: What do you think an artist is?
: May I ask you something now? Vanessa Marianna
: I'd say you've earned it. Wilson Fisk
: What kind of gun is that you have in your purse? Vanessa Marianna
: It's a .22. Wilson Fisk
: Did you think you would need that tonight? Vanessa Marianna
: We've been sitting here talking for hours and you're going to insult me like I have no idea what you really do?
: What I said about what I want for this city is the truth. But money and influence is not enough to usher change on such a scale. Sometimes it requires force. Vanessa Marianna
: I know you're a dangerous man. That's why I brought a gun to a dinner date. Wilson Fisk
: Would you like to leave? Vanessa Marianna
: No. I'd like a reason to stay.
: I've done things that I'm not proud of, Vanessa. I've hurt people and I'm going to hurt more. It's impossible to avoid for what I'm trying to do. But I take no pleasure in it, in cruelty. But this city isn't a caterpillar. It doesn't spin a cocoon and wake up a butterfly. A city crumbles and fades. It needs to die before it can be reborn.
: I know that you have feelings regarding this matter. I respect that. But if Detective Blake chooses to speak out of turn the result would be unpleasant, for you and for me. Detective Hoffman
: Out of turn? You shot him! Leland Owlsley
: Technically, we paid someone else to shoot him.
: Is it taken care of? James Wesley
: Yes. But there was a complication. Leland Owlsley
: Well, there's a word I'm hearing more and more.
: I'm not very good at this, out, being in public. But I felt the need to speak up for this city that I love with all my heart. No one should have to live in fear. In fear of madmen who have no regard for who they injure. In fear of the Devil of Hell's Kitchen, who has inflicted untold pain and suffering. This masked terrorist and psychopaths of his kind, we must show them we will not bow down to their campaign of coercion and intimidation. We must stand up to them. As this man, my dearest friend, Leland Owlsley, a pillar in the financial community, stood up when he was recently assaulted. But this assault was for no other reason than to send me a message. A message warning me to stop. To give up my dream that I have for this city. A dream of a better place. A place for its citizens to feel safe. To feel pride. I tried to do this quietly, not wanting to draw attention. The last thing I wanted was for anyone close to me to become a target from those who do not share my dream. For those who will have this city stay exactly as it is, mired in poverty and crime. But I know now it was foolish to make that decision. That I can no longer do it alone. That I cannot keep living in the shadows afraid of the light. None of us can. None of us should be forced to. We must do this together. We must resist those who would have us live in fear. My name is Wilson Fisk. And together, we can make this city a better place.
: I understand your position. You need to understand mine Nobu
: [Says something in Japanese
] James Wesley
: He questions the validity of your position. Nobu
: I say it is of piss and shit! Wilson Fisk
: Well, I'm sorry you feel that way.
: Problems are just opportunities that haven't presented themselves.
: You and I have a lot in common. Matt Murdock
: We're nothing alike! Wilson Fisk
: That's what you'll tell yourself. Matt Murdock
: You're feeding off this city like a cancer! Wilson Fisk
: I want to save this city, like you. Only on a scale that matters. Matt Murdock
: Now tell that to the people you've hurt! Wilson Fisk
: Young man, life is not a fairy tale. Not everyone deserves a happy ending.
: You're a child playing at being a hero. Matt Murdock
: No, no, I'm not trying to be a hero. I'm just a guy that got fed up with men like you and I decided to do something about it. Wilson Fisk
: That's what makes you dangerous. It's not the mask, it's not the skills, it's your ideology. The lone man who thinks he can make a difference. I'm glad we could talk. I respect your conviction, even if it runs counter with my own.
: A woman that can be bought isn't worth having.
: How are you enjoying "Rabbit in a Snowstorm"? Wilson Fisk
: You remember. Vanessa Marianna
: Of course. It's one of my favorite pieces. Wilson Fisk
: I hung it in my bedroom. It's the last thing I see every night. Vanessa Marianna
: That's either very romantic or very sad. Wilson Fisk
: I like to tell myself it's the former.
: The city's really changing. Wilson Fisk
: Not fast enough. Vanessa Marianna
: I don't know. Be a shame to see all the character scrubbed away. Wilson Fisk
: You didn't grow up here, did you? Vanessa Marianna
] What gave it away? Wilson Fisk
: When I was a kid, I used to dream what it would be like to, to live somewhere far away from Hell's Kitchen. Somewhere beautiful. Vanessa Marianna
: What made you stay? Wilson Fisk
: I didn't. When I was 12 years old, my mother, she sent me to stay with relatives. Had a farm, middle of nowhere. Those were good years. Vanessa Marianna
: But you came back. Wilson Fisk
: Yes. Time and distance, they afford a certain clarity. I realized that this city was a part of me, that it was in my blood. And I would do anything to make it a better place for people like you.
: You're a man of principle, of conviction. I understand that, I even admire it. But you went after my mother. That's not something that I can forgive. Ben Urich
: I wrote a lot of stories in my years pushing ink. You know how many times people have threatened me get me to keep my mouth shut? Wilson Fisk
: But this is my mother that you brought into this, Mr. Urich. My mother! So I am not here to threaten you. I'm here to kill you!
: It's a difficult thing, isn't it, taking a life? Feeling the weight and responsibility of all the years the person you've murdered has lived - moments that they've cherished, the dreams that they've struggled towards gone, because of you. I want you to know something. Something important that I've learned: that it gets easier the more you do it.
: People seek the truth no matter where they find it. Wilson Fisk
: That may have been the case when you and I were young. This world around us is preoccupied with celebrity weddings and videos of cats. But complicated issues, issues that matter? They take too much focus. They take too much time away from texting and the thousand channels on the satellite dish. Ben Urich
: Guess I have more faith in humanity. Wilson Fisk
: Ah. So did Christ, if I recall.
: There is conflict within you. Wilson Fisk
: Conflict? Madame Gao
: Man cannot be both savior and oppressor, light and shadow. One has to be sacrificed for the other. Choose, and choose wisely. Or others shall choose for you.
: I need you to speak with Gao. Leland Owlsley
: Me? The hell am I gonna say to her? Wilson Fisk
: Reassure her everything is fine. Leland Owlsley
: So, you want me to lie. Wilson Fisk
: Mmm, you weren't particularly fond of Nobu. You thought he was unsettling, if I recall. Leland Owlsley
: I think you're unsettling half the time. See me lighting a match?
: This is getting out of hand. Ever since you started seeing that woman... Wilson Fisk
: [Cuts him off
] Leland. You have a son, yes? Leland Owlsley
: You know I do. Wilson Fisk
: Which means at some point in the past, I assume you met a woman... fell in love. Leland Owlsley
: What does that have to do with this? Wilson Fisk
: Everything. Leland Owlsley
: Gao is right. You've changed.
: [through a speakerphone
] You have nerve to come here, Spider-Man. I'll give you that. Come up and let's talk, shall we? Wilson Fisk
: [after Spider-Man breaks Fisk's expensive doors
] That was uncalled for, Spider-Man. Spider-Man
: I'm taking you and your whole crime empire out, Fisk. Wilson Fisk
: Is that so? What a shame.
[hurls table at him
: [after battling Spider-Man
] You weren't worth my time. But these three apparently have grievances to settle.
[three gang bosses show up
: I'll teach you some manners!
Franklin 'Foggy' Nelson
: Oh-oh-oh! Look at that! Wilson Fisk is in the hizzie! Come on, we might never get a chance like this again. Come on, let's go!
[drags Murdock over to Fisk
] Franklin 'Foggy' Nelson
: Mister Fisk? Mister Fisk, it's Franklin Nelson from Nelson and Murdock... Wesley Owen Welch
: Excuse me. You want to talk to Mister Fisk, you make an appointment. Okay? Fisk
: It's all right, Wesley... I know who you are. You're the blind lawyers from Hell's Kitchen. Franklin 'Foggy' Nelson
: Actually, actually he's the blind one. I'm deaf. Fisk
] Give them a card, Wesley. I'm always on the lookout for new blood. Matt Murdock
: I'm sorry, Mister Fisk, my partner's a little overzealous. We can't represent you. Fisk
: Why's that? Franklin 'Foggy' Nelson
: Yes, why IS that, Mister Murdock? Matt Murdock
: Because we only handle clients who are innocent. Fisk
] "Innocent", he says. That's pretty funny. You know, I've learned one thing in all my years in this business. Matt Murdock
: What's that? Fisk
: Nobody's innocent. Nobody. Have a great time at the party.
[Fisk and Wesley walk off
] Franklin 'Foggy' Nelson
: I just... Matt, for one night I just wish, I just...
] Franklin 'Foggy' Nelson
: Matt, I just wish I could give you my eyes for one night.
[watching Elektra dance with Matt
: I think she's happy. I haven't seen her smile like that since her mother was killed. Poor girl, right in front of her eyes. Nikolas Natchios
: Why do you have to bring that up now? Fisk
: History has a way of repeating itself. Nikolas Natchios
: What are you saying? Fisk
: Just saying goodbye, old friend. Just saying goodbye.
: How about Detective Hoffman? James Wesley
: Our sources in IAB tell me he was supposed to give a follow-up statement about what happened at Metro-General. He never showed. Wilson Fisk
: We need to put this behind us. James Wesley
: If he's still in the city, we'll find him. Wilson Fisk
: If he isn't? James Wesley
: We'll still find him. It might just take a little longer.
: [to Wesley
] You need to find who did this. You need to. I want to look in their eyes when I salt the earth with their blood.
: What the hell is this? Wilson Fisk
: I'm in control now. And I've set you free. Frank Castle
: What does that mean, "free"?
[stands up, panting
] Frank Castle
: I'll show you. Wilson Fisk
: 'Cause everyone warned me that prison would be an inhumane environment. It is. But I... I find it refreshing. The perfect microcosm of the animal world. When an animal wants something, when it needs something, other things... need to be stepped on. Frank Castle
: You want me on the outside so I can step on every piece of shit I see. That way, nobody gets strong, and we... the city's yours for the taking. Wilson Fisk
: Something like that. Yeah. Frank Castle
: So if you can do that, if you can get me out, why not just do it yourself? Wilson Fisk
: Because I play the long game, Mr. Castle. You see, when I'm finally let out of this cage, it won't be to wage war. It will be to win one.
: Isn't that a perfect plan? Edgar
: Well uh, well no. Wilson Fisk
: Good man, what's missing?
[Wilson Fisk is staring at a painting in an art gallery - it is made up of layers of textured white
] Vanessa Marianna
: There's an old children's joke. You hold up a white piece of paper and you ask, "What's this?" A rabbit in a snowstorm. You interested or just looking? Wilson Fisk
: Interested. Vanessa Marianna
: People always ask me how can we charge so much for what amounts to gradations of white. I tell them it's not about the artist's name or the skill required, not even about the art itself. All that matters is "How does it make you feel?" Wilson Fisk
: It makes me feel alone.