Gaze into the abyss, you'll find the abyss starin' right back atcha.
And I don't like the look it's givin' me - the kind that says there ain't no comin' back.

Johnny: Know that data's cause enough for MaxTac to max-murder you?
V: They'll have to get in line.

Ah. Two walking corpses. One has risen from the grave, while the other seeks it.

Heywood? That explains your colofur CV. Theft, assault, robbery... the usual checklist.

Problem with that is, the dead don't give a fuck about flowers and lit candles... They're fuckin' dead.