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Rehabilitation Officer: Ellis Boyd Redding: your file says you've served 40 years of a life sentence. Do you feel you've been rehabilitated?

Red: Rehabilitated?… Well, now, let me see. You know, I don't have any idea what that means.

Rehabilitation Officer: Well, it means that you're ready to rejoin society, to—

Red: [Interrupting] I know what you think it means, sonny. To me it's just a made-up word. A politician's word, so that young fellas like yourself can wear a suit and a tie and have a job. What do you really wanna know? Am I sorry for what I did?

Rehabilitation Officer: Well, are you?

Red: There's not a day goes by that I don't feel regret. Not because I'm in here, or because you think I should. I look back on the way I was then: a young, stupid kid who committed that terrible crime. I want to talk to him. I want to try to talk some sense to him, tell him the way things are. But I can't. That kid's long gone, and this old man is all that's left. I gotta live with that. Rehabilitated? It's just a bullshit word. So go ahead and stamp your forms, sonny, and stop wasting my time. Because to tell you the truth, I don't give a shit.

Fernando Vera: There is no why. You weren't the one in control. I know it's hard to go on when you're carrying this around, but you can.

Blake Tower: It's an ongoing investigation. But our intelligence people are close to completing a profile.

Foggy: A profile?

Blake: Even got a code name.

Foggy: Like what? "Killdozer," or "Dumbass With A Gun"?

Blake: Not quite. They're calling this one "The Punisher".

Elliot: You're right. I hate people. Scared of them. Been scared of them practically my whole life. People I loved… people I trusted… have done their absolute worst to me. And for a long time, that's all I ever knew. So yeah, I called my group fsociety. Because you know what? Fuck society. Society deserves to be hated for everything you said they did, and more. Fuck every last one of them for what we've all been through. But then there are some people out there -- and it doesn't happen a lot. It's rare. But they refuse to let you hate them. In fact, they care about you in spite of it. And the really special ones, they're relentless at it. Doesn't matter what you do to them; they take it. They care about you anyway. They don't abandon you. No matter how many reasons you give them. No matter how much you're practically begging them to leave. And you wanna know why? Because they feel something for me that I can't. They love me. And for all the pain I've been through, that heals me. Maybe not instantly, maybe not even for a long time, but it heals. And yeah, there are setbacks. We do fucked up things to each other. And we hurt each other. And it gets messy. But that's just us, in any world you're in. And yeah, you're right; we're all told we don't stand a chance and yet, we stand. We break, but we keep going. And that is not a fault! It's what makes us! So, no, I will not give up on this world. And if you can't see why, then I speak for everyone when I say "fuck you"!