Repo Men (2010)
Remy: At the end, a job is not just a job, is who you are, and if wanna change who you are, you have to change what you do...
Remy: I saw an interview with a serial killer once. Said it took him six years to work up to his first kill. The second, a year. The third, just a week. Once that dam broke, it was a flood. Making people die, it had become second nature. Apparently, it also works the other way round.
Remy: Jake Freivald kicked my ass in the fourth grade. It wasn't exactly fair, since he was in the fourth grade for the third time.
Remy: Mr. Smythe? I am from The Union.
Mr. Smythe: Holy fuck! Wait! Okay? Just wait. No worries. Keep it holstered. Everything's okay. I can pay.
Remy: Sorry, that's not my department.
Remy: My job is simple. Can't pay for your car, the bank takes it back. Can't pay for your house, the bank takes it back. Can't pay for your liver, well, that's where I come in.
Remy: Almost every job I do ends the exact same way. Some whimper. Some cry. Some even laugh. But in the end, they all do the same horizontal mambo, twitching and thrusting their way into the great beyond.
T-Bone: You from the IRS?
T-Bone: Soul suckers, taking everything back.
Remy: Mmm. So am I.
Frank: You owe it to your family. You owe it to yourself.
Hot Girlfriend: [From the deleted scenes section] Hey repo man!
[flashing her breasts]
Hot Girlfriend: Paid in full baby!
Jake: [opening door after Remy rings] Who's ringing my doorbells?
[looks right past Remy]
Jake: Damn kids!
Jake: [to Remy] You have done this a thousand times! What the fuck is wrong with you?
Mr. Smythe's Date: [Remy is about to reclaim Mr. Smythe's liver] Hey. Hey!
[hits hard Remy]
Mr. Smythe's Date: Don't you fucking touch me!
Remy: No need for violence, Miss!
[she tries to hit him again, but Remy shoots her]
Remy: I guarantee, you'll run out of Repo Men before I run out of ways of killing them.
Remy: Part of me, most of me, doesn't mind too much if this is how it ends. Because it's over anyway.