— Susan worked in a dangerous world, Mac. Could have happened anytime by anybody.
— But it wasn't anybody; It was you.
— Just... You spare me the righteous bullshit, all right? You do what you have to do, and you move on.
— There's no moving on from this, Dave. We all gotta pay for our sins.
— Oh, yeah, what about you? Do you deserve to die for yours?
— Hundred times over.
— Oh. All right. Well, guess what. There is no sin. No virtue. It's just shit people do. They trained us to kill people and risk our lives doing it, and then one day, you get a call saying they're done with you. "Thank you for your service. Here's a plaque." You need a job? Good luck. You need medical insurance? See the VA. See, one day, you're an asset. The next, you're a fucking afterthought. It was a natural evolution. It's who we were. It's what we did. It's what you did. Now it's what we do.
— "We"?
— It's not just me, Mac. It's all of us. Ari, Resnik, Kovac. All of us.
— Family... Gentlemen.
— Mac.
— You look pretty good for a dead guy.
— We all want you to know none of this is, uh, personal.
— What you do, what you become is not my concern. The world is full of so-called men like you. And in a perfect world, everything we do comes with a price, but... this ain't a perfect world. People do bad things. If you're lucky, you get a chance to... set it right. But most of the time, it goes unpunished. This ain't one of them times. The mistake you made was you killed my friend, so I'm going to kill each and every one of you, and the only disappointment in it for me is that I only get to do it once.
