Bill

— Bill, you've been running the Maid of the Mist for 23 years now. Tell me. Why do you think I didn't get the anchor job?
— Hey, man. I don't want problems.
— Is it my hair, Bill? Are my teeth not white enough? Or like the great falls, is the bedrock of my life eroding beneath me?!

Y'all beat the hell out of that woman. But you didn't kill her. And I put a bullet in her head. But her heart just kept on beating. Now, you saw that yourself with your own beautiful blue eyes, did you not? We've done a lot of things to this lady. And if she ever wakes up, we'll do a whole lot more. But one thing we won't do is sneak into her room in the night like a filthy rat and kill her in her sleep. And the reason we won't do that thing is because that thing would lower us. Don't you agree, Miss Driver?

Do you find me sadistic? You know, I bet I could fry an egg on your head right now. If I wanted to. You know, kiddo... I'd like to believe you're aware enough, even now, to know that there's nothing sadistic in my actions. We, maybe towards those other jokers. But not you. No, kiddo. At this moment... This is me at mymost masochistic.