Wanted - Memorable Quotes

Fox: [while beating Wesley] Why are you here?
Wesley: I don’t know who I am!
[Fox turns Wesley over]
Fox: What did you say?
Wesley: I said I don’t know who I am.

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Wesley: [narrating] Six weeks ago I was ordinary and pathetic, just like you. Who am I now? Account manager? Assassin? Just another tool who was mind-fucked into killing his father. I am all of these. I am none of these. Who am I now? This is not me fulfilling my destiny. This is not me following in my father’s footsteps. This is definitely not me saving the world.
Sloan: Still trying to figure out who you are?
Wesley: [narrating] This is not me… this is just a motherfucking decoy.
Sloan: [guy in cubicle turns and looks down; Sloan, realizing his error, looks down to an X made of post-it notes on the floor] Oh, fuck.
Wesley: [narrating] This *is* me taking control; from Sloan, from the fraternity, from Janice, billing reports, ergonomic keyboards, from cheating girlfriends and sack of shit best friends. This is me taking back control of my life.

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The Exterminator: This is the Recovery Room. This bath stimulates white blood cells and speeds up the process. If you have bruises, cuts, breaks - heal in hours, not days.
Wesley: [while in bath] You shitting me?
[the Exterminator gives Wesley a sip of alcohol]
Wesley: Is that vodka?
The Exterminator: Yeah.
Wesley: Are you Russian?
The Exterminator: Yeah.

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Wesley: [yelling to Janice] Shut the fuck up!
[the office grows quiet]
Wesley: [to co-workers] She has one single iota of tenuous power. She thinks she can push everyone around.
[grabs Janice's stapler]
Wesley: You don’t need this.
[throws stapler into the wall of his cubicle]

Wesley: I understand. Junior high must’ve been kind of tough, but it doesn’t give you the right to treat your workers like horseshit, Janice. I know we laugh at you, Janice. We all know you keep a stash of jelly donuts in the top drawer of your desk.
[crouches down]
Wesley: But I want you to know, if you weren’t such a bitch, we’d feel sorry for you. I do feel sorry for you. But as it stands, the way you behave - I feel I can speak for the entire office when I tell you…go fuck yourself.

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Sloan: [handing Wesley a gun] Shoot the wings off the flies.
Wesley: [nervous] I don’t…I don’t know what that means.
Sloan: [slowly] Shoot the wings off the flies.
Wesley: I really think you have me mixed up with somebody else.
Gunsmith: [holding a gun to the back of Wesley's head] On three, either you shoot or I do.

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Mr. X: No one leaves the Fraternity, Cross.
Cross: I have a new perspective on the Fraternity.
Mr. X: Careful. You don’t destroy something that’s been around for a thousand years.
Cross: It’s already destroyed. He broke the code. I have to stop this.
Mr. X: Really?
Cross: You know this.
Mr. X: So why don’t you face me yourself?
[pause]
Mr. X: Never send sheep to kill a wolf.
Cross: They were just decoys. Goodbye Mr. X.

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The Butcher: Do you spend a lot of time with knives?
Wesley: Breakfast, lunch and dinner.
[the Butcher hits Wesley with the handle of a knife]
The Butcher: That was a rhetorical question, puto. You interrupt me again, I use the business end. Here’s what you need to know, puto. Knives are easy to hide. They don’t jam, and they never run out of bullets. They come in handy when you want to do some close contact work.

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Barry: I’m gonna go get some Post-It notes, do you want one?
Wesley: No.
Barry: Really?
Wesley: Yeah.

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Wesley: [upon being startled by Fox] I’m sorry.
Fox: You apologize too much.
Wesley: [awkwardly] Well, sorry about that.
Fox: I knew your father.
Wesley: My father left the week I was born, so…
Fox: Your father died yesterday on the rooftop of the Metropolitan Building. Sorry.
Wesley: [laughing in disbelief] Look, the liquor aisle is just over there, so if you want to go…
Fox: [interrupting] Your father was one of the greatest assassins who ever lived. The man who killed him is behind you.

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Wesley: Are we gonna “bond,” now?
Fox: Would you like to?

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Pekwarsky: Sloan began manufacturing targets on his own for profit years ago. Your father found out about it.
Wesley: And he was going to do something on his own, right?
Pekwarsky: But Sloan turned everyone against him.
Wesley: My father’s name never even came up, did it?
Pekwarsky: No. Holding the code made him a target.