"You think I feel good about this? After some guy does something vile—murders an innocent, sells poison to kids, tags up a neighborhood someone actually cares about—and I’m the one who has to end them?.

With my own hands? Feeling their bones snap, their eyes bulge out of their skulls?.

You think that gives me pleasure? …Well, it does.

And it gives you pleasure too, Peacemaker.

That’s because we’re born killers. The only thing separating us from the monsters we put down is who we kill. We only go after the bad ones. Usually. Unless there's a mistake.

Now… tell me— Do I sound like a f--king maniac?"