Категория: Убийство

And because you're dying, you've just murdered four people.

I've outlived four people. That's the most fun you can have with an aneurysm.

It had to be done. She's safe now! In my own defense, I timed it perfectly!

Did you kill my wife? Did you kill my new wife?

Of course not!

What do you mean? How do you know that, when you just threw her off a train?

I told you, I timed it perfectly!

What does that mean?

Calm down!

Explain!

By the time I explained, we'd both be dead!

Take the offer before it expires.

No.

Then I will have to force you.

Then I will have to kill you!

You come from a family of thieves and butchers. And now, like all guilty men, try to rewrite your own history, and you forget all the lives that Stark family has destroyed.

Speaking of thieves, where did you get this design?

My father, Anton Vanko.

Never heard of him.

My father is the reason you're alive.

The reason I'm alive is cause you had a shot, you took it and you missed.

Did I?

Your life's work, in the hands of those murderers. Is that how you want to go out? Is this the last act of defiance of the great Tony Stark? Or are you going to do something about it?

Why should I do anything? They're going to kill me, you, either way. And if they don't, I'll probably be dead in a week.

Then this is a very important week for you, isn't it?

I have never used a sword in my life.

And I hope you never have to. But if you do, remember this: true courage is about knowing not when to take a life, but when to spare one.

I heard it from his own mouth! He means to murder us!

Never! Smeagol wouldn't hurt a fly!

I will kill you if you touch him!

Do not come between the Nazgul and his prey.

You fool. No man can kill me. Die now.

I am no man.

Master. Master looks after us. Master wouldn't hurt us.

Master broke his promise.

Don't ask Smeagol. Poor, poor Smeagol.

Master betrayed us. Wicked. Tricksy, False. We ought to wring his filthy little neck. Kill him! Kill him! Kill them both! And then we take the precious... and we be the master!

But the fat Hobbit, he knows. Eyes always watching.

Then we stabs them out. Put out his eyeses, make him crawl.

Yes. Yes. Yes.

Kill them both.

Yes. No! No! It's too risky. It's too risky.

We could let her do it.

Yes. She could do it.

Yes, precious, she could. And then we takes it once they're dead.

Once they're dead.

It's a pity Bilbo didn't kill him when he had the chance.

Pity? It was pity that stayed Bilbo's hand. Many that live deserve death. Some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them, Frodo? Do not be too eager to deal out death in judgment. Even the very wise cannot see all ends. My heart tells me that Gollum has some part to play yet, for good or ill before this is over. The pity of Bilbo may rule the fate of many.

Drop your weapons, or I kill the man!

Kill him, he's not our man.

Wait... if he's not with you... and he's not with us... then who is he with?

Did we kill it?

No... we just made it angry.

I don't think it's for us to say whether a person deserves to live or die.

But, Aunt May, he killed Uncle Ben.

Uncle Ben meant the world to us. But he wouldn't want us living one second with revenge in our hearts. It's like a poison. It can - It can take you over. Before you know it, turn us into something ugly.

I didn't want this. But I had no choice...

We always have a choice. You had a choice when you killed my uncle.