- Lawrence Beaumont: Get him back.
- Walker: And I never see your fuckin' face again?
- Lawrence Beaumont: You heard me.
- [first lines]
- Walker: [narrating] You live in this world, you make choices. Choices you try to justify. For yourself, for your family. And for a while it works. Until it doesn't. Until you make a choice that renders everything worthless.
- [man on floor choking in own blood]
- Walker: One you can't justify. Can't forgive. And it takes everything. Your family. Your friends. Your self. And the all you're left with is nothing. Nothing .. but ghosts.
- Lawrence Beaumont: When you came to me with this, you knew exactly what I was gonna ask you to do, so don't pretend that you don't got a price for this.
- Walker: The way I see it, your son shit the bed so bad you're gonna need a magic wand to clean this up.
- Lawrence Beaumont: How you gon' get me outta this?
- Walker: You fuckin' serious? I can't help you with this. Your son just started a gang war. They just wanna shoot him dead. That's the end of his story.