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Balls of Steel.

I know, because I was like you once. Bitter. Alone. Mad as Hell. But I didn't let it consume me. I put it to work.

In the moment when I truly understand my enemy, understand him well enough to defeat him, then in that very moment I also love him. I think it's impossible to really understand somebody, what they want, what they believe, and not love them the way they love themselves. And then, in that very moment when I love them... I destroy them. I make it impossible for them to ever hurt me again. I grind them and grind them until they don't exist.

Somehow I always knew at some stage of the game I would be standing alone, but I am still standing. Now it's time to put thoughts and plans into motion rather than letting someone else dictate the course of action. I was dangerous before, but let off the leash of someone Else's muzzling of me? I'm that much more dangerous, and I'm never going away or backing off, I'm just turning up the volume. I've got a big bad set of brass balls and I don't back down from anyone no matter how big an obstacle might be in my way or what the odds are... I've spent my life beating the odds and never backing down. This is still a war, it's time for me to play dirty. Hey, that way I'm just sinking down to her level. It's a little easier to play dirty without other people manipulating the chess pieces for me. At this exact moment that only one that controls the chess board is me, and it's mine to burn down. The gloves are off and it's me and me alone throwing punches... No middle man. I might still be a wounded animal, but I'm not in the corner you tried to put me in any longer...I'm coming out swinging.

And of course, nothing ever goes right and due to an administrative error I've gotta fucking scramble to get things done. not like i have to take responsibility and go into some of the deepest darkest shit in a confidential room to actually get assistance from the family courts of Ontario... I'm used to this shit.. I'm just fed up with it... no man gets ahead with the system and the roadblocks are placed deliberately in front of them.

but the look on your face, that's something that money cannot buy, that's Power, that's a power i have over you, that you will never and can never have over me. i will never ever fucking fear you. I don't mind being an intimidating presence in your life... it's Power. i want you to know that i don't have any fear of you, that's long since faded away, this isn't about you and I, not anymore. The only thing I am afraid of is under your watch something will happen to my son.

Current Mood: Angry.

Carmine Falcone: Now, I wouldn't have a second's hesitation of blowing your head off right here and right now in front of 'em. Now, that's power you can't buy! That's the power of fear.
Batman Begins, 2005

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