Trigun Quote Novels & Stories

My finger rests gently on the trigger. They shout, but I lift my voice over them, calm and sharp. “Un’altra mossa e gli sparo. Vi giuro su Dio.” One more move and I shoot him. I swear to God. The man beneath me trembles slightly. I feel it through my knees. “Matias non sarà contento se uno dei suoi muore per vostra stupidità.” Matias won’t be pleased if one of his own dies because of your stupidity. That does it. They hesitate, now conflicted.

“If you hold a gun, and I hold a gun we can talk about the law. If you hold a knife and I hold a knife we can talk about rules. If you come empty handed and I come empty handed we can talk about reason. If you hold a gun and I hold a knife the truth lies in your hands. But, If you hold a gun and I come empty handed, what you have isn't just a weapon, it's my life.”

Man ~“You are going to wish you dead once they are done with you.” Trayton ~“I already wish I am because I can't stand looking at your dumbass anymore, maybe put that thing back over my head.” Man ~“What am I going to hit then.” Trayton ~“Is that what you call that?” Woman ~“For someone tied to a chair with a gun in your face you sure have a big mouth.” Trayton ~“Because someone like me has nothing to lose if you decide to use those things that you call guns.”

“You didn’t make a mistake. You made a decision.” He pulled the blade away and shoved the gun back against Diego’s forehead, locking eyes with him. No mercy. No soul. Just cold, burning betrayal. “Tu hai scavato la tua fossa con le tue mani. Ora prega che io non ci sputi dentro prima di seppellirti.” [“You dug your grave with your own hands. Now pray I don’t spit in it before I bury you.”] Click. The trigger pulled halfway.

"I was just fucking with you, Brix. Damn, you shoulda seen the way you froze up. That shit was fucking hilarious." I lower the gun but tuck it into my waistband with mine, refusing to give it back to this fucking clown. "You've got to be the dumbest motherfucker ever to walk up on me like that, Trigger. You almost got your shit blown the fuck off." "Oh, you got your pistol? I thought you stopped carrying one, ya know, cus you're trying to "do the right thing"." He says the last part with air quotes, mocking me like he always fucking does.

I’m not thanking you for anything… shove it up your ass sideways. “Because I could have, you know. I still could.” Casually, he set his gun on the table between them. “Know why they call me Trigger?” She nodded. “Why, cunt?” Ignoring the insult, she answered him without emotion. “Because you shoot people between the eyes without hesitation. You’re said to be very fast, and very accurate at it.” He paused, a bit taken aback; she sounded like she was reading the phone book aloud. “Yeah. That’s right.”

I so casually take my Ruger from the back of my pants where I tucked it, and before he can say another word, I pop a bullet in his foot. “Aaahhh, goddammit.” I hear his scream of agony filter to every corner. “Are you fucking crazy? I burst out in a cackle; my god, I don’t know where I find out, but all that I can get out between the pleasure of my laughter, “Now, I am asking you again. Where is Trinity” “And I am telling you again,” he so bravely stares me straight into the eyes. “I am not telling you.” “Well, then you won't mind if I shoot you in the other foot.”

I called out to Hibiki, tossing him the gun as two of them started to encircle him. He caught it and shot off two more rounds. My man is a good shot. Though I can’t focus on that right now. I’ve got three idiots thinking they have me cornered and right where they want me. Too bad it was the other way around. “You’re going to regret crossing Kitsune.” I glared, taking my fighting stance.

Only he and Falcoone could handle this weapon. " Andiamo Caro! E ora di mostrare al nostro rivale quanto posso essere letale. ciò che e mio resta mio…….vivo o morto che sia."he kissed his gun and tugged it in his back. (Come on Darling! Its time to show our rival how much lethal I can be?What is mine remain mine……whether alive or dead.) Phoebe came running there and held the gun “I am coming with you” Falcone looked fiercely to Phoebe who stood there without being affected with his form.

He nods at my announcement, a small smile creeping up on his face. "What do you know about that?" I question, glaring at him. "What I do know about that is that I'm going to get all the fame for it. People will remember my name as the one who finally ended this stubborn rat," his face smiling. I don't know how, but Narukon is pulled out already and pointed at his head. "I'm the best shot yet. Yes, I wouldn't do it if I want to pull the trigger, and what's more, I'm giving such close range to him that there's hardly any chance of survival for him if I decide not to."