I'm a hell of a long distance from any kind of altruist -- but as far as I know, I haven't resigned from the human race.

I like weapons that only the skilled can control... Guns are for jerks and cowards.

What am I to you? An ally? Competition? Some stupid damsel in distress? I know there's something about me you want. I can tell. You go all rigid when I'm around. Let's do it. Right now. Take off the masks. No secrets.