"Half of everything is luck, James.
And the other half?
Fate."
"Why can't you just be a good boy and die?"
"Oh please, James, spare me the Freud! I might as well ask if all the vodka martinis silence the screams of the men you've killed... or if you find forgiveness in the arms of all those willing women, for all the dead ones you've failed to protect."
"Closing time James, last call!"