Say whatever, right? Just remember, friendly derby discussion is always welcome.
Sloan: It a choice, Wesley, that each of us must face: to remain ordinary, pathetic, beat-down, coasting through a miserable existence, like sheep herded by fate - or you can take control of your own destiny and join us, releasing the caged wolf you have inside. Our purpose is to maintain stability in an unstable world - kill one, save a thousand. Within the fabric of this world, every life hangs by a thread. We are that thread - a fraternity of assassins with the weapons of fate. This is the decision that lies before you now: the sheep, or the wolf. The choice is yours.
Sloan: [handing Wesley a gun] Shoot the wings off the flies.
Wesley: [nervous] I don’t…I don’t know what that means.
Sloan: [slowly] Shoot the wings off the flies.
Wesley: I really think you have me mixed up with somebody else.
Gunsmith: [holding a gun to the back of Wesley’s head] On three, either you shoot or I do.
Fox: [while beating Wesley] Why are you here?
Wesley: I don’t know who I am!
[Fox turns Wesley over]
Fox: What did you say?
Wesley: I said I don’t know who I am.
Wesley: Have you ever thought about doing things differently?
Fox: How do you mean?
Wesley: I don’t know. Being somebody else? Someone…normal?
Fox: [after a long pause] No.
(from Wanted on imdb)