The Hunter Quotes

“I'm going to drink his blood, I'm going to chew up his heart and spit it into the gutter for the dogs to raise a leg at. I'm going to peel the skin off him and rip out his veins and hang him with them.”
― Richard Stark, The Hunter

“The office women looked at him and shivered. They knew he was a bastard, they his big hands were born to slap with, they knew his face would never break into a smile when he looked at a woman. They knew what he was, they thanked God for their husbands, and still they shivered. Because they knew how he would fall on a woman in the night. Like a tree".”
― Richard Stark, The Hunter

“His hands, swinging curve-fingered at his sides, looked like they were molded of brown clay by a sculptor who thought big and liked veins. His hair was brown and dry and dead, blowing around his head like a poor toupee about to fly loose. His face was a chipped chunk of concrete, with eyes of flawed onyx. His mouth was a quick stroke, bloodless. His suit coat fluttered behind him, and his arms swung easily as he walked.”
― Richard Stark, The Hunter

“Please...they'll kill me. I'll kill you...worry about me.”
― Richard Stark, The Hunter

“For you, that tree is dead.”
― Richard Stark, The Hunter

“Oh my God," he said. "Oh my God."
"You'll see him soon," Parker said.”
― Richard Stark, The Hunter

“When a fresh-faced guy in a Chevy offered him a lift, Parker told him to go to hell.”
― Richard Stark, The Hunter

“He beat out a drumroll on the table edge with the first two fingers of each hand.”
― Richard Stark, The Hunter

“You’ll tell me. I want to tell him he doesn’t have to pay her off any more.”
“Why not?”
“She’s dead. So is your fat pansy. You can be dead, too, if you want.”
― Richard Stark, The Hunter

“Don't thank me,” she said. “I didn't do it out of any love for you. If I'd refused, you'd have killed me. This way, I've got a few hours' head start.”
― Richard Stark, The Hunter

“The funnies call it the syndicate. The goons and hustlers call it the Outfit. You call it the organization. I hope you people have fun with your words. But I don't care if you call yourselves the Red Cross, you owe me forty-five thousand dollars and you'll pay me back whether you like it or not.”
― Richard Stark, The Hunter