Billy Russo Quotes

(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.

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 sh*t! From anyone! Enough of us… fighting for each other… we could be gods.

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 sh*t. 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.

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.