Sniper: "Snipin's a good job, mate! It's challengin' work, out of doors...I guarantee you'll not go hungry-"

Sniper "-'cause at the end of the day, long as there's two people left on the planet, someone is gonna want someone dead."

Sniper: "Dad? Dad, I'm a- ye- Not a "crazed gunman", Dad, I'm an assassin! ...Well, the difference bein' one is a job and the other's mental sickness!"

Sniper: "I'll be honest with ya: my parents do not care for it."

Sniper: "I think his mate saw me."

[A bullet strikes the railing under the Sniper.]

Sniper: "Yes, yes he did!"

Sniper: "Feelins'? Look mate, you know who has a lot of feelings?"

Sniper: "Blokes what bludgeon their wife to death with a golf trophy. Professionals have standards."

Sniper: "Be polite."

Sniper: "Be efficient."

Sniper: "Have a plan to kill everyone you meet."

Sniper: "Dad...Dad put- yeah - put Mum on the phone!"