Venator: You should have handed over the Tome the moment it came into your possession.
Abrams:
Venator: Doesn't belong to you either.
Venator: You keep some questionable friends.
Abrams:
Venator: I also keep questionable friends.
Abrams:
Venator: I can't tell if you're happy or disappointed.
Abrams:
Venator: Hate my methods all you want-I saved lives.
Abrams:
Venator: No, there was a way to risk more, and God help us all if we failed. I don't blame you for not having the stomach to do what needed to be done, but sleep easy knowing that what happening in that brownstone is my burden alone, not yours.
Abrams:
Venator: You're a good man, detective. If this is my last battle, I'm happy to have it be with you.
Venator: That's good. It means your life hasn't been in peril.
Bebop:
Venator: M-m, of course. Lord, please guide Bebop's hand, may his aim be true, and his resolve unshaken by the screams of his enemies, for he fights not for himself but for the life of a good woman. Amen.
Venator: I'm not lookin' to chit-chat with a murderer.
Calico:
Venator: Don't try to equivocate with me, Calico.
Calico:
Venator: Wrong. I have no illusions that my hands are clean, but at least when innocent people die by my hand, it's not because I'm lookin' to make a dollar.
Calico:
Venator: Don't pretend that you'd bother to check.
Calico:
Venator: Not long enough.
Calico:
Venator: That was before you became a monster.
Venator: Seeing you dote on that cat is nauseating.
Calico:
Venator: You and I both know that for the right price you'd slit her throat.