Character: John Dillinger John Dillinger

And we enjoy the moment and not thinking about tomorrow.

- Look, doll, I don't care where you're from, I wonder where you're going?
- And you?
Who knows...

I like Your eyes - dark and beautiful as my soul.

- Get dressed. We're leaving.
- But I know nothing about you!
I grew up on a farm in Moorsville, Indiana. Mother died when I was three and my father raised me with his fists, otherwise he could not. I like baseball, movies, good clothes, cars, whiskey... and you. What else do you want to know?

John Dillinger. For friends John, and to bastards like you, Mr. Dillinger.

- What sleep deprived You, Mr. Dillinger?
Coffee.

My Billy, goodbye, my Nightingale.

- Juice? Tea? Coffee?
- The chair. Soap. The rope.

You're either a dead hero or a live coward.

- How long have you lived here?
Yes... Since yesterday.