Right... what the hell kind of a name is Soap, eh?

Thanks for the thank, he never get me anything.

I spill my drink!

A tech corporation acting unethically? Sounds out of character, but let's investigate anyway.

I'll give you the bad news first: One of your operatives has been kidnapped. Also, there's no good news.

There it is. Time to do your "destroying-other-people's-property" thing.

Player: You're telling me that a gambling addict turned down free money? It doesn't sum up.
Bagley: You're right. A gambling addict making a bad life choice? Ooh, the mystery! You had better talk to the friend if you want to crack this one.

So he tried to take on a criminal organization with his bare hands, and got himself in trouble?
My, who could have seen that coming.

You lived! But you will die someday. Best to make peace with that now.

The sun went down with practiced bravado. Twilight crawled across the sky, laden with foreboding. I didn’t like the way the show started. But they had given me the best seat in the house. Front row center.

They were all dead. The final gunshot was an exclamation mark to everything that had led to this point. I released my finger from the trigger. And then it was over.

The morning after the night before.

Lester: It's hard to get motivated on a job without financial incentive.
Michael: You can't put a price on freedom.

Trevor: You know what truckers do?
Lamar: Cut up women and get other dudes to jack 'em off?