Alex AbbadQuotes

Bejo: [Five former prison inmates are dragged out for Uco to execute; Hands Uco a boxcutter knife and when Uco executes the last one, a muscular man who seems more braver than the rest, Uco notices a distinctive tattoo, later realising the man is Bejo's competition for mafia boss and that Uco was tricked into doing Bejo's dirty work for him] Now we've eaten well, drank good wine, there's one thing that you should know about me. If I'm the type of person who likes to impose my will, I would've already pointed a gun at your head. But no, that's not me. Not today at least. Today I'm offering you a gift. An opportunity. Something that has never been given to you by your father. Please. Those prison gates opened and not one person from your group was there to pick them up. I was surprised. Imagine how surprised they were when they found out I picked them up and brought them here for you. That's my gift. I give you the opportunity... to claim revenge.

Bejo: It's easy to sway a cop or a politician with a little cash and a lot of pussy.

Bejo: [Speaking to a rival's henchman due to be executed; Captive glances nervously at Bejo's subordinates] It's all about a question of ambition really. No, let me rephrase that. It's a matter of limitations. And you're supposed to know the importance of knowing yours. Your boss, Tama. Sure, he had a reputation to uphold, yes. But at least he also knew where he stood, understood how high he should climb. That's why Bangun let him have the authority, be the man he was Don't mind them. I'm a very reasonable man. Like you, I have ambitions. But you see, in this world of ours, but we have to take every step forward, and you're supposed to have a long way to go, just to be here with me (it's really more of a "one step at a time" kind of thing. And you should have been some fucking steps away from a meeting like this).

Captive: Bangun will--

Bejo: [Chokes on his spit and then gathers himself] Bangun is an old man! He's on his way out. I gave you a chance. You chose him instead. So... I guess this brings us back full circle, ambition... and limitation.

Captive: Bejo. Bejo! Please don't do this. I already told you.

Captive: [Captive is executed with a shotgun] No, no! Don't, Bejo, wait!