The Purge: Anarchy (2014)

Frank Grillo: Sergeant

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• Cali : What's your name?

  Sergeant : Shh.

  Cali : You're good with guns. I'm guessing you're either a cop or a criminal, huh?

  Sergeant : And I'm guessing you're either a pain in my ass or a pain in my ass.

• Cali : You're out here to do it, aren't you? To Purge? That's what... that's what you have to do later on, right? What are you gonna do?

  Sergeant : Stop. New rules. You shut up. All of you, shut up.

  Cali : I'm gonna stop talking because you're being an asshole, okay? Not because you told me to shut up.

• Shane : Is anyone else kind of curious about this guy?

  Liz : I'm just glad that he's out here with us.

  Shane : Yeah, me, too. But we all got stuck out here, and he chose to be. That means he's Purging.

  Sergeant : Hey. Let's go.

  Eva Sanchez : Are you saying that we shouldn't trust him? He saved our lives.

  Shane : All I'm saying is that he's out here armed to the teeth, on Purge night, voluntarily. That means he's trying to do something nasty.

  Sergeant : I can hear you.

• Liz : It's so quiet here.

  Sergeant : The business district's always quiet on Purge night. The banks move their money, so no one's ever down here.

• Sergeant : [dressing Shane's wound after he's shot]  Get him to the hospital first thing after this is over.

  Liz : Yeah.

  Sergeant : You'll be okay. It's gonna hurt like a son of a bitch, but you're gonna be okay.

  Shane : Thanks.

  Liz : I can't thank you enough.

  Sergeant : That's what you get for being a hero.

• Sergeant : [after Shane is killed]  We gotta go. Look at me. He's gone. Come on.

  Liz : I wanna Purge.

  The Stranger : Look, we'll take care of her.

  Sergeant : Are you sure?

  The Stranger : [Carmelo nods]  Go. We got it.

• Cali : This is some high-tech shit. Yo, somebody spent a lot of money trying to do some heavy-duty Purging. Look at this. They're accessing the city's traffic cams. Looking for targets, I guess.

  Liz : Traffic cams are controlled by the government. How did they get into these? I mean, who are these people?

  Cali : Maybe you just answered your own question.

  Sergeant : Look at this. Seventh Street. Is that your building?

  Eva Sanchez : Yeah, but why is it all red?

  Sergeant : You're being targeted for something, along with all these other buildings. Here, here. All over the city.

  Eva Sanchez : All around the projects. Maybe you were right, Cali.

  Cali : Look, I'm telling you, this is the New Founding Fathers. The government...

  Shane : The truck is fucked.

  Sergeant : No good?

  Shane : No, the engine's all blown out or something.

  Cali : [seeing a logo tagged on a brick wall]  Hey, look at this. That's Carmelo's mark, Mom. I told Papa he was the real deal. His group took these fuckers out.

• Eva Sanchez : You want to tell us what we're doing here?

  Sergeant : Do you see that house on the corner? The owner of that house killed my son 12 months ago. Nicholas was coming home from school, and he swerved off the road. That bastard's blood alcohol level was three times the legal limit, but, you know, he got off on a technicality, so... him and his wife and his two little kids, well, they live in that house, happily ever after. Two weeks ago, I came here and I disabled his back barricade. That's what we're doing here. I want you both to stay in this car, do you understand me? I don't want you to move. You'll be safe. It's almost over.

  Cali : Don't, please.

  Sergeant : Let go of my arm.

  Cali : You can just stay here with us. And we can drive away and it'll be fine.

  Sergeant : Let go of my arm. Let go of my arm.

  Cali : No, please. I know. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry about what happened to your son.

  Sergeant : [shouting]  Let go of my arm!

• Sergeant : We got two sets of eyes now, okay? Put those on.

  [handing Liz a pair of night-vision goggles and a gun] 

  Sergeant : I took out four of these fuckers. There's three left. It's loaded. You point and you shoot.

  Liz : Someone's coming right at us.

  Sergeant : Light him up.

• Eva Sanchez : [at a friend's apartment]  I don't know how to thank you.

  Sergeant : Okay, if you can just tell her I need the car right now, that would be really great.

  Eva Sanchez : I know what you're doing tonight. You're going out there to kill someone who wronged you. You believe in this night, don't you?

  Sergeant : I think you should just take care of your daughter. She's special, and you're very lucky. And I need the car.

  Eva Sanchez : There is no car.

  Sergeant : What?

  Eva Sanchez : I'm sorry, they don't have a car. But we needed you.

  Sergeant : And I needed the car.

  Eva Sanchez : I-I did what I had to. I did it for my daughter.

  Sergeant : I was doing this for my son. And I trusted you. You have no idea what you might have taken away from me tonight.

• Sergeant : Get out of the car. Leave the keys and get out of the car. Get out of the car!

  Old Elegant Woman : [as he holds his gun on her]  Oh! Oh, God, no! No, don't shoot me. No. No, don't shoot me.

  Sergeant : Look at me!

  Old Elegant Woman : Please, don't shoot me.

  Sergeant : You don't deserve to live, you piece of shit. You remember me, okay? You remember me. Now, run. Run! Run! Faster!

• Sergeant : Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me, look at my face. Do you remember me ? Look at my face. Do you know what you took from me ? You took my boy. You took my boy. You took my fucking boy. You took my son. You killed my son, you son of bitch.

  Warren Grass : I'm so sorry.

  Sergeant : Look at me, look at my face. Did you see him when you hit him? Did you see him? Tell me what he looks like! Tell me what he looked like! Tell me what he looks like! Tell me you saw his face, tell me you saw his face. You're gonna pay for what you did to me, for what you did to my boy.

  Warren Grass : I'm so sorry for what I did.