There is no one on this green earth that I’m worried about going against.
I’m looking for Frank Castle. But who knows? Maybe I’ll take my time finding him. God, you remember how he looked at you in that stairwell?
How ‘bout my wife and kids? Was that unavoidable? Did you do it, Bill? Did you pull the trigger on my wife? On my son? My baby girl?
We didn’t have a choice back then. Now we do.
I mean, look at us. Frank! Look at yourself.