Penny Dreadful: City of Angels
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Rio: We gotta get our piece of that American Dream.
Rico: That isn't for us.
Rio: That's exactly for us. You take what you want. You make your way up. You use your brains. You use your nerve. No one's going to give us anything, Rico, so we make them. First, we make them look. Then, we make them scared. We are Pachuco. We are Chicano. We are Aztec. We are Spade. We are Wop. We are Dago. We are Chink. We are Queer. We are everything they fear. And we go out dancing.
Sometimes the cops bring razors to slash up our clothes so we're not Pachuco anymore, right? Baby, I'm Pachuco stark naked strutting down Wiltshire.
Rio
You have a singular gift for repellant rhetoric and putrid demagoguery, I give you that. But then, you, in turn, must allow me this. I speak for Adolf Hitler. I speak, not for tonight, but for the next thousand years. And when the Wehrmacht is marching down Sunset Blvd, you will either be at our side or under our boots. Now, which is it to be, Herr Monkey?
Goss
Come on, don't make me hurt you. I had about the worst week of my life, too. And, believe me, when a Jew says that, it fucking means something.
Lewis
Tiago: This your day off?
Molly: That, sir, I never have. There's always work, isn't there? So many poor souls.
Tiago: It's hard to leave them behind. They just stay in your head.
If you think I'm going to let you turn the Los Angeles City Council into your own little Third Reich, you are sadly mistaken, sir. I've been knocking down piss-pot fascists like you since you were at your mama's titty. You want a war, honey? You got it.
Beck
Beck: And now you think you're going to get that road built on the graves of four dead cops and eight dead Mexicans.
Townsend: Yes, ma'am. I call it healing this city's wounds in concrete and asphalt.
Tiago: Lewis, you know who shot you.
Lewis: No, I don't. Neither do you. No one saw anything. No one did anything. No one shot anybody. You hear me, partner?
If your brother is on the edge, help him find grace but find it in yourself first.
Molly
Tiago: I'm sure you brought him comfort.
Molly: I don't know that I did. I think, I think he saw through me. The dying have a special grace and I think he saw straight into my heart. Honestly, I didn't want him to live. I wanted his suffering to end and for him to be with God where he could walk again and be happy. I wanted ... I wanted him to die.
Molly: Have you been saved, Detective?
Tiago: Are you offering?
Rico: Why didn't you scream?
Mateo: I was too busy pissing my pants.
