Martin Hart

Marty: What do you call a black man who flies a plane?
Bobby: I don’t know.
Marty: Pilot, you racist bastard.

— This place is like somebody's memory of a town, and the memory is fading. It's like there was never anything here but jungle.
— Stop saying shit like that. It's unprofessional.

— Do you wonder ever if you're a bad man?
— No. I don't wonder, Marty. The world needs bad men. We keep the other bad men from the door.