Character: Johnny Silverhend. Page 1

Thank you, Vee. I am glad that among so many heads I was lucky to hit yours.

Only in the face of death does a person become who he really is. You still have time to become someone.

Look at me, see? Do you see that expression of un surprise on my face?

I don't know what we're going to achieve, but we'll raise everybody for sure!

It looks like someone hit the little finger here.

You know, Vy, you're just being bullied. I bet all these points on the map add up to one huge philosophical f**k?

As I think, how dark and deep there is ... I have sweat on my forehead, which is not there, fucking sweat, which I do not emit.

Some things never change. They think that something depends on their cross in the ballot. In this city, wherever you can put your cross, there will be corruption. Vote for the same bastard. And every time, bitch, they believe that now everything will definitely be different. What can I say ... Serves them right.

I am enraged by the saints who divide people into good and bad. Only actions can be good and bad.

Johnny: We both know this isn't actually true.

See how much you and I are different? You fall on your knees before the gods, and I drive a bullet between their eyes.

I'll tell you this: the worst thing that can be done with a person is to destroy his personality.

I don't want to sound rude, but I'm all in my mouth f***k.

He is *** anuty, the world *** anuty - you are *** anuty too, because in your head I sit *** anuty me. If you want to save humanity, first of all you have to be *** anute.