The Postman

"Law one: you will obey orders without question.
Law two: punishment shall be swift.
Law three: mercy is for the weak.
Four: terror will defeat reason.
Five: your allegiance is to the clan.
Six: justice can be dictated.
Seven: any clansman may challenge for leadership of the clan.
Law eight: Tthere is only one penalty: death."

"I know what your problem is. Do you know why you won't fight? Because you have nothing to fight for! You don't care about anything! You don't value anything! You don't believe in anything! That's what makes me better!"

"It's gotta be the uniform."

"U.S. Mail... restored United States... do these people really believe that shit?"

"Uhm... strangers... I hate this. Do they want to share what they got or take what you got? Do you say 'hi' or do you blow them away?"

Postman: "It takes one postman to make someone else a postman."
Ford Lincoln Mercury: "Sorta like vampires, huh?"

"You made Mrs. March feel like she could see again. You made Ford believe he was part of something. You give out hope like it was candy in your pocket."

"You're no general. You're not even a good painter."