LINGUA ORIGINALE

T-Bird: This is the really real world, and there ain't no comin' back.

T-Bird: Abashed the Devil stood and felt how awful goodness is.

T-Bird: What? What are you talking about? No, no, no. You mean that place downtown? Yeah, I remember her. We needed to put some fear into that little lady, she wasn't going along with our tenant relocation program. Then her idiot boyfriend shows up and turns a simple, sweeping clear into a total cluster. Fuck! Who gives a shit? It's ancient history. What? What do you want? What is it? What? Speak to me! Speak!

T-Bird: I knew I knew you, I knew I knew you. But you can't be you. We put you through the window and there ain't no coming back. We killed you dead, there ain't no coming back! There ain't no coming back! There ain't no coming back!

T-Bird: I got trouble. One of my crew got himself perished.
Top Dollar: Yeah, and who might that be?
T-Bird: Tin Tin, somebody stuck his blades in all his major organs in alphabetical order.
Top Dollar: Gentlemen, by all means, I think we ought to have an introspective moment of silence for poor ol' Tin Tin.

Top Dollar: Greed is for amateurs. Disorder, chaos, anarchy: now that's fun!

Eric Draven: It Can't rain all the time...

Eric Draven: Little things used to mean so much to Shelly- I used to think they were kind of trivial. Believe me, nothing is trivial.

Top Dollar: Ya know, my daddy used to say every man's got a devil. And you can't rest 'til you find him... but if it's any consolation to you, you have put a smile on my face.

Sarah: People once believed that when someone dies, a crow carries their soul to the land of the dead. But sometimes, something so bad happens that a terrible sadness is carried with it and the soul can't rest. Then sometimes, just sometimes, the crow can bring that soul back to put the wrong things right.

Eric Draven: I have something to give you. I don't want it anymore. Thirty hours of pain all at once, all for you.

Eric Draven: Take your shot, Funboy. You've got me dead bang.

Top Dollar: Our friend T-bird won't be joining us this evening on account of a slight case of death.

Eric Draven: Mother is the name for God on the lips and hearts of all children. Do you understand? Morphine is bad for you. Your daughter is out there on the streets waiting for you.

Sarah: If the people we love are stolen from us, the way to have them live on is to never stop loving them. Buildings burn, people die, but real love is forever.

Albrecht: Great. A guy shows up looking like a mime from Hell and you lose him right out in the open. Well, at least he didn't do that walking against the wind shit, I hate that.

Tin Tin: I'd like you to meet two buddies of mine. We never miss.

Top Dollar: Dad gave me this. Fifth birthday. He said, "Childhood's over the moment you know you're gonna die."

Albrecht: You killed Tin-Tin?
Eric Draven: He was already dead. He died one year ago the moment he touched her. They're all dead. They just don't know it yet.

Albrecht: Police! Don't move! I said, "Don't move!"
Eric Draven: I though the police always said, "Freeze!"
Albrecht: Well, I am the police, and I say, "Don't move!" So once you move, you're dead.
Eric Draven: And I say, "I'm dead," and I move.

Sarah: What are you supposed to be, a clown or something?
Eric Draven: Sometimes.

Gideon: Please, I'm beggin' you. Don't kill me.
Eric Draven: I'm not going to kill you. Your job will be to tell the rest of them that death is coming for them, tonight. And tell them Eric Draven sends his regards.

Eric Draven: Suddenly I heard a tapping, as of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. You heard me rapping, right?

Eric Draven: Victims; aren't we all?

Eric Draven: It's not a good day to be a bad guy, huh Skank?

Eric Draven: Guess, it's not a good day to be a bad guy, huh Skank?
Skank: I'm not Skank. That's Skank right there. Skank's dead.
Eric Draven: That's right.

Albrecht: So many cops. You'd think they were givin' away donuts.

Albrecht: I thought you were invincible!
Eric Draven: Well, I was, I'm not any more.

Eric Draven: Is that gasoline I smell?

Eric Draven: I see you have made your decision, now let's see you enforce it.

Top Dollar: So you're him, huh?... The Avenger, The Killer of killers. Nice outfit, not sure about the face though?
Eric Draven: You shouldn't smoke these. They'll kill you.
T-Bird: FIRE IT UP! FIRE IT UP!

Top Dollar: Quick impression for you: Caw! Caw! Bang! Fuck, I'm dead!

Funboy: Look what you've done... to my sheets.

Top Dollar: For a ghost you bleed just fine.

Funboy: You are seriously fucked up. Would you look in the mirror? I mean, you need professional help!

Eric Draven: Does that hurt?

Eric Draven: Mr. Gideon, you're not paying attention! I REPEAT: A Gold engagement ring, yes? It was pawned by a customer of yours named Tin Tin. He confided in me before he ran out of BREATH!

Eric Draven: MURDERER!
Tin Tin: I didn't murder nobody man. I don't even fucking know you man? What the fuck you want man?
Eric Draven: I want you to tell me a story: A man and a woman in love a year ago...

Skank: I feel like a little worm on a big fucking hook.
Eric Draven: You know a guy named T-bird, he had a friend that shouldn't have played with knives.
T-Bird: You know, Lake Erie actually caught on fire once from all the crap floating around in it. I wish I could've seen that.

Funboy: Jesus Christ!
Eric Draven: Jesus Christ? Stop me if you heard this one: Jesus Christ walks into a hotel.
Eric Draven: Ow! He hands the innkeeper three nails, and he asks...
Funboy: Don't you ever fuckin' die?
Eric Draven: Can you put me up for the night?

Lead Cop: What'dya call that?
Albrecht: I call it blood, detective. But I suppose you'll write it up as "graffiti".

Albrecht: His name is Tin-tin.
Lead Cop: Don't any of your street-demons have real grown-up names?

Top Dollar: No, I want you to set a fire so goddamn big, the gods will notice us again, that's what I'm saying. I want all you boys to look me straight in the eye one more time and say: ARE WE HAVING FUN OR WHAT? Hey, you! What's your name? Skank? You don't feel that?
Skank: I feel like a little worm on a big fucking hook.
Top Dollar: You feel like a little worm on a big fucking hook. Well, boy, your mama must be damn proud of you.

Shelly Webster: I love you.
Eric Draven: Say that again.
Shelly Webster: I love you.

Gideon: Goddamn creatures of the night. They never learn.

Skank: That's him! That's him! But he looked different he was all painted up white like some sort of dead whore! I seen him! T-Bird he sent me in some road beers right? Then he took him away. And he flash fried T-bird to his fucking car! Aww... T-Bird here's to you buddy
Top Dollar: Maybe we should just video tape this and play it back in slow motion. Did you see the grave?
Grange: It's empty.
Skank: Grave? What grave what about my fucking grave?
Grange: Three out of four. He's working his way to this speed freak right here.
Skank: It's not fair. It's Funboy's fault. That boy was outta control. T-bird says Waste them both! And now this ghost gonna kill my ass next!

Eric Draven: A whole jolly club with jolly pirate nicknames!

Albrecht: Are you gonna disappear into thin air again?
Eric Draven: I thought I'd use your front door.

Sarah: When a building gets torched, all that's left is ashes. I used to think that was true about everything, families, friends, feelings. But now I know, that sometimes if love proves real two people who are ment to be together nothing can keep them apart.

Albrecht: Now Sarah here is a genuine hot dogger. You hungry?
Sarah: You buyin?
Albrecht: I'm buyin.
Sarah: No onions though
Albrecht: No onions?
Sarah: They make you fart big time.

Grange: So that I take it was the late, great Eric Draven.

Myca: He has power. But it is power you can take from him.
Top Dollar: I like him already.
Myca: The crow is his link between the land of the living, and the realm of the dead.
Grange: So, you kill the crow... and destroy the man.

Grange: I saw him too. He had a guitar. He winked at me right before he jumped out a fourth floor window like he had wings.
Top Dollar: He winked at you? Musicians.

Grange: You burn yourself playing with matches?
Gideon: Fuck off.
Grange: You have an appointment.
Gideon: Well, shit on me.

Gideon: Look, man take anything you want.
Eric Draven: Thank you.
Gideon: TAKE ANYTHING!

Top Dollar: You haven't lost everything.
Gideon: Yeah? And maybe you're not such a big shot!
Gideon: Ow! Jesus!
Top Dollar: Fair enough. Catch.
Gideon: Jesus.
Top Dollar: Say hello to the last fella who wouldn't cooperate with me.
Gideon: You're telling me this thing is real?
Top Dollar: All the power in the world rests in the eyes, fella.



LINGUA ITALIANA

Eric Draven: Non puo' piovere per sempre

Eric Draven: Vittime non lo siamo tutti!?

T-Bird: Non si torna dal mondo dei morti!

Eric Draven: Sono tutti morti solo che non lo sanno.

Sarah: Se le persone che amiamo ci vengono portate via perchè continuino a vivere non dobbiamo mai smettere di amarle. Le case bruciano , le persone muoiono ma il vero amore è per sempre.

Torres: - E'la vittima? -
Albrecht: No ispettore. E' Biancaneve; l'hanno violentata i sette nani.

Eric Draven: Vedo che hai preso una decisione... ora vediamo se riesci ad imporla.

T-Bird: Sbalordito il diavolo rimase quando comprese quanto osceno fosse il bene.

Top Dollar: Ogni uomo ha un Diavolo dentro e non ha pace finchè non lo trova…

T-Bird: Sbalordito il diavolo rimase quando comprese quanto osceno fosse il bene e vide la virtù nello splendore delle sue forme sinuose. Ma è pornografia.

Eric Draven: Sai, è strano... le piccole cose per Shelly contavano così tanto.. io le giudicavo insignificanti... ma credimi... niente è insignificante

Eric Draven: Vittime... non lo siamo tutti?

Eric Draven: Madre è l'altro nome di Dio sulle bocche e suoi cuori di tutti i nostri figli.

Sarah: Un tempo la gente era convinta che quando qualcuno moriva, un corvo portava la sua anima nella terra dei morti. A volte però accadevano cose talmente orribili, tristi e dolorose che l'anima non poteva riposare. Così a volte, ma solo a volte, il corvo riportava indietro l'anima perché rimettesse le cose a posto.

Top Dollar: Me lo diede papà, per i miei cinque anni. Disse: "L'infanzia finisce quando scopri che un giorno morirai".

Eric Draven: All'improvviso sentii un rumore, come se qualcuno stesse bussando gentilmente alla porta del mio negozio.

Eric Draven: Ognuno di questi anelli è una vita interrotta, una vita che tu hai contribuito a stroncare!

Eric Draven: Gesù Cristo entra in una locanda, consegna tre chiodi al locandiere e gli dice: "puoi sistemarmi per la notte?"

Top Dollar: Signori, purtroppo T-Bird non sarà dei nostri stasera... soffre di un lieve attacco di morte.

Top Dollar: L'avidità è una cosa da dilettanti; il caos, il disordine, l'anarchia, lì sta la vera grandezza.

Top Dollar: Per essere uno spirito sanguini che è una bellezza.

Eric Draven: Ho qualcosa da regalarti, qualcosa che non voglio più... Trenta ore di sofferenze! Tutte insieme! Tutte per te!