Bullets don't distinguish between tough and weak.

Where's everyone going? Bingo?

Well, that way you'd kill two souls. Is that what you want?

Grove Street. Home. At least it used to be until I fucked everything up.

I'm a well-dressed maniac!

V: What is the sound of one hand clapping?
Zen Master: That depends - is someone clapping with you?

Another sinner finds himself in the place he belongs to. A trunk.
Gustavo now suffers the purgatory he deserves. And perhaps has a moment to examine his conscience. Let's hope he finds it before the trunk opens back up.

GTA, pretty much the same as the last game.

You will soon have your God, and you will make it with your own hands.

It's not out of the question that you might have a very minor case of serious brain damage.

Your body can be chrome... but the heart never changes. It wants what it wants.

People are ignorant. They'll feel better as long as someone is punished.

What is bravery, without a dash of recklessness?

Woozie: One's a fake.
CJ: That's amazing. You didn't even touch them.
Woozie: No. I just took a guess. Why else would he come in with two chips and sound so worried?

Some trees flourish, others die. Some cattle grow strong, others are taken by wolves. Some men are born rich enough and dumb enough to enjoy their lives. Ain't nothing fair. You know that.