(Billy's last words...)
Billy Russo (to Frank): Frankie. You don't look so good. Of course it's you. I should have known. If I'm gonna be with somebody, I'm... I'm happy that it's you. Frank... whatever I've done, I'm...
(On the phone with Curtis...)
Billy Russo: Look, I know that I probably don't deserve it after what I've done... but if you can find it in yourself to be a brother one last time... I don't want to die alone.
Krista Dumont: I know how to break Castle.
Billy Russo: Tell me.
Krista Dumont: Take away the one thing he has left. The idea that he is somehow better than you.
Dinah Madani: You sold out everything you ever stood for, anyone you ever cared about, and you did it for money and status. Left Frank for dead, covered in the blood of his wife and children. That's who you are.
Billy Russo: No. No...
Dinah Madani: Yeah. And when he found out, he came after you and he made you pay. Now, look me in the eye and tell me something. Am I lying? Frank wanted you to live with it on your face every day. He put all that ugly on the outside where it belongs. And maybe you should just do us all a favor and shoot yourself. Get it over with. Because Frank will come after you, and... he will finish the job.
Billy Russo: I am talking about an army, not a gang! I am talking about a brotherhood. I am talking about not taking any more shit! From anyone! Enough of us... fighting for each other... we could be gods.
Billy Russo: You did this to me, Frank? I said... did you do this to me?
Frank Castle: You're goddamn right I did!
Billy Russo (to Krista): Do you wanna know why I think I was scared? Because I was locked in a room with no way out. I am not a... I'm not a house pet, Krista. And, look, I... I know... I know what it is that I lost. I had everything that I ever wanted. Money, power, purpose, my own... my own company. Apparently. And, somehow, I managed to throw that all away. I don't know what's worse. Losing it... or not even remembering what it felt like to have it. But I want some of it back.
Krista Dumont: Did I hurt you?
Billy Russo: I thought that was kind of the point.
Krista Dumont: You live with pain long enough, you start to... miss it when it's gone. And then, well, you discover the pain-pleasure connection. It's better than pills, right?
Billy Russo: I would say so.
Billy Russo: I was the best version of myself out there in the service. Swift, silent, deadly. We all were all of those things. We were a family, and we were fighting for something. We weren't afraid of shit. And now... Now, there's... something just, just... just on the... edges of my mind. It's like a dark... shadow just waiting for me. The thing is, Doc... I deserve to feel the fear. I don't know why, but I know... I deserve this.
Krista Dumont: My patient's alleged crimes are not my concern. I'm only interested in his health.
Billy Russo: Gotta build the jigsaw. Isn't that right?
Krista Dumont: That's right.
Dinah Madani: What's he talking about?
Krista Dumont: We've been using the metaphor that Billy's injuries turned his memories and identity into a jigsaw puzzle. I'm here to help him solve it.
Billy Russo: Kill me. Do it!
Frank Castle: I'm not gonna let you die today.
Billy Russo: Please.
Frank Castle: Dying's easy. You're gonna learn about pain. You're gonna learn about loss. Every morning... I look for 'em, Bill. I look for 'em... but then I remember. It's gonna be the same for you. When you look at your ugly, mangled face, you're gonna remember what you did. You'll remember, Bill. You're gonna remember me!
Billy Russo: Guys like us, Frank, we need this! It's all we're good for. Just a couple of assholes who thought we could have the good things in life. But we are not good people, Frank. We never were! What happens when we're dead? Nothing. Who mourns us, huh? Nobody. Me and you, Frankie... we're the same.
Curtis Hoyle: You know, you two... You two are almost exactly alike. There's just one difference. Frank would never betray a brother.
Billy Russo: Yeah, well... that's why I'm here, Curtis. I'm gonna make you betray a brother.
Frank Castle: I wish... I wish I could see your face...
Billy Russo: What are you talking about?
Frank Castle: When you realize...
Billy Russo: Realize what, Frankie?
Frank Castle: That you're done. You lost everything. Everything you give a shit about is gone. Gone.
Billy Russo: This isn't my gun, Frank. I was never here. (Police gets there)