“My daughter won’t ever set foot on Vegas ground again. I’ll make sure of it. Eventually, you’ll have to let me dish out my revenge.” “Dish out revenge on that scum in your trunk. The rest will have to wait for her.” “She won’t ever be touched by violence or darkness again, Falcone. I’ll protect her from it until my last breath.” “You can’t protect her from something that’s festering inside of her. Tell her what’s waiting for her. Let it be her choice.”
