Tony Montana Quotes Novels & Stories

Strong enough to defeat anyone that opposed me, and without a care in the world. “Yes, I do. What’s wrong with that?”, I fired back indignantly. I was tired of people telling me what was right or wrong. They could all go to hell for all I care. But then, Ente nodded his head approvingly. “Very good Tony, What I did to you, just increased your shard output exponentially.” He turned away and started fading.

"That shit must be aching, man." "Man, you're a very strong guy. I'll tell you that much," Jerry chimed in, leaning forward and resting his elbows on his knees to face Tony fully. "Because I don't think if it was me, I'd be able to just sit here, completely chill and calm the way you are." "For real, man," Marcus agreed, his eyes locked on Tony. "How are you even doing it?" Tony’s chest rose as a silent, heavy breath escaped him.

"I don't want to die yet." "You can question my character, but you can't question my driving," Tony feigned being heartbroken. Sierra looked at him. "Were you possessed by Marcus?" Marcus looked baffled as his eyes shifted back and forth between the two. What did this have to do with him? Tony finally quieted down, but it only lasted a moment. After two or three quiet minutes in the car, he started again. "Ms. Bell." Sierra looked up at him. Tony asked something much more serious. "Have you thought about the worst possible outcome?"

Monti asked "There is a lot of things l know how to do that you wouldn't even imagine" she answered Monti tried to imagine the beautiful woman in front of him with a gun but he just couldn't She was rude and cunning yes but shoting someone, that was impossible or so it seemed to him. When he was done eating, she put the tray aside and sat beside him "Aint you going to bed, am sure its pretty late and you had a long day" he said She nodded "Am going to sleep right here, i cant afford leaving you all alone when you could do something stupid again" she said

Tony must be exposed, but it must be done right. As we pull up to Tony’s place, he finally speaks, his voice a whisper. “Thank you for defending me back there,” he says, his eyes wide with a mix of gratitude and fear. I give him a tight-lipped smile, knowing I have to keep up the act a little longer.

My jaw tightened as Tony's harsh words hung in the air. "But hey," he continued with a mocking grin, "maybe you'll find your place back in Mancini's world like you did before. After all, they say one man's trash is another man's treasure. Who knows, he might like the stench of desperation." I swallowed the bitterness rising within, my composure teetering on the edge of the abyss. "You are going to die soon, Tony, I will make sure of it," I said the words tasted like ashes as they left my lips.

"If my second uncle's accident is related to you, then you're dead." Hearing this, Tony smiled strangely. A wolf's eyes are always on its prey. It's the same with being a person. As long as the goal is firm, it's easy to succeed. In those years, he didn't fail at anything he did. "Gilbert, you wait. I will repay you for what you did to me today." After saying that, Tony turned and left. Gilbert watched his struggling back, and a strange smile appeared on his lips. "Chairman, although a wolf is fierce, its fighting power is limited. When the people around you have all left, can you, alone, be as invincible as you were when you were young?"

I asked him with a laugh. Tony rolled his eyes "You've done a lot of me. So thanks" He said before turning away. Lorenzo watched as Tony walked away with his mouth hanging open. "What?" I asked him "I didn't even know he knew that word" Enzo joked. Now it was my turn to roll my eyes. "Bring my mate home safe" Quinton said out loud. Whether he was talking to Paul or Lorenzo remains unknown...maybe it was to both? "Don't worry" Paul groaned out.

I just needed to bottle up all my emotions until something good came along. Tonia's voice was reassuring as she said, "Remember when you were frustrated before you got the job at Prescott Empire? You were so frustrated, but look how things turned out. Hold up, girl, I trust that something good is coming." Her words were meant to comfort me, but I couldn't shake off the feeling of desperation. I was tired of hearing "it's going to be fine" every day without any tangible change. I needed an actual breakthrough.

"You are not doing it quite right if you truly want to reach your max." "What do you mean?" I was getting offended by what he was insinuating. Monty came closer to me and perched on the edge of the bathtub. He collected the lighter from me and sparked it as the flame rose. He placed his palm above the fire and allowed it burn for a minute. He shook his head and I took it as a sign that it had no effect on him.