daredevil sentence starters. s1ep7: stick.
feel free to change pronouns as needed!
you have three limbs left. and other appendages no man wants to lose.
please tell me i don't detect a hint of admiration for that terrorist.
come on, you telling me this dickhead blowing up our backyard doesn't piss you off?
i wanna make sure the right person pays for what happened.
admittedly, i am a work in progress.
the numbers are like tea leaves. nobody reads them like i can.
each man needs to stand for himself... or fall with the unworthy.
first thing you gotta understand is nobody feels sorry for you and nobody ever will. 'cause when it comes to being born lucky... you won the friggin' lottery.
you know what they call stuff like that? gifts. the special kind. the kind that very few people have. or deserve.
smart don't come out of books, kid. smart is making the right decision at the right time.
you gonna spend your life crying and rocking yourself to sleep at night? or are you gonna dig deep and find out what it takes to reshuffle those cards life dealt you?
whole world around you, [name], and it is friggin' huge. all you need are the guts to let it in.
big world... not all of it flowers and sunshine. and the only way guys like you and me can survive is to grab it by the throat and never let it go.
my experience... there are no heroes, no villains. just people with different agendas.
anything happens to you... it's gonna be on me, and, uh... i don't want to be responsible for that. i can't.
you got a warped perspective on the whole good/bad thing, you know that?
this is my life and i made something of it, without you. that's the part that really pisses you off, isn't it?
i'm proud of you, i really am. the things you've done, what you've made of yourself, but... this is... surrounding yourself with soft stuff isn't life, it's death.
cut 'em loose, for their sake. break their hearts if you have to, just do it quick. or they will suffer and you will die.
relationships are a luxury men like you and me can't afford.
i'm trying to teach you how to stay alive.
you've got heart, kid. but heart's not enough. you've got to control that rage.
anger is a spark, good. rage is a wildfire, out of control, therefore useless. just like you laying there.
the only thing you know for sure is they're gone now. but i'm here.
now, get up. time to stop taking a beating and start giving one.
i know a lot of shit. this beer, for example, sucks.
after all your talk about cutting friends loose, and... now you need one.
i don't need a friend, i need a soldier. committed. not some bleeding heart idealist hanging onto half measures.
kid, in war, people die. if it's not you, it's the guy next to you.
i swear i will not kill anybody. pussy.
never is a man more good looking than when he is in love.
the mind controls the body, the body controls our enemies, our enemies control jack shit by the time we're done with them.
i needed a soldier. you wanted a father.
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