A vengeful father escapes from hell and chases after the men who killed his daughter and kidnapped his granddaughter.

Teen #2: You almost fucking killed me, man.
The Accountant: Not even close. I won't see you again until you're 73.
[looks at the other teenager]
The Accountant: You, I'll see in three months.
The Accountant: You, fat fuck. Come here.
Fat Lou: What did you call me? What did you just call me?
The Accountant: I called you "fat fuck," and we had better leave it at that. Unless you'd prefer I call you, "dead fat fuck."
The Accountant: You're not the first to get out, and I doubt you'll be the last, but I have got to know, how did you get out with the God-killer?
Milton: I just walked in and took it.
The Accountant: Oh. Wouldn't wanna be you when he finds out.
Milton: What's he gonna do? Not let me back in?
Cap: No goddamn way. No ever loving way in God's good heaven are you an FBI agent.
The Accountant: I need you boys to stand down. Captain, you know what this badge means, right? Federal Bureau of get-the-fuck-out-of-my-way.
The Accountant: What's that supposed to mean?
Man in Wig: It's a symbol for our pact with Lord Satan.
The Accountant: Pact, huh? Ooh! Funny, he's never mentioned you.
Piper: Gimme one good reason I shouldn't shoot you in the face.
Milton: I'm driving.
Piper: You know what I mean!
Milton: I'm going to kill you.
Jonah King: Ah, Milton, so many have tried. But I am armored with a power that you will never know. Nothing of this earth can kill me.
Milton: I'm not of this earth.
Jonah King: I've changed my mind about you, Piper. You are too willful to be taught. I am going to kill you, and then I'm going to defile your corpse.
Piper: Between now and then, I'm gonna fuck you up.
Fat Lou: Who are you?
The Accountant: I'm The Accountant.
Fat Lou: That supposed to mean something to me?
The Accountant: It will if I add you to the books.
The Accountant: Satan is simply the warden of a very large prison. Quiet man actually, thoughtful and he's well read. And I happen to know the idea of sacrificing children in his honour annoys him greatly.
Milton: I'm Milton. You're Piper, right?
Piper: Well, Milton, if you try and kill me and dump me in the woods, I'm gonna cut your nuts off.
Milton: Yes, ma'am.
Candy: [as they're having sex] Oh, baby. Why don't you fuck naked?
Milton: I never disrobe before gunplay.
Milton: Thank you, Webster. I don't believe I'll be having that beer just now. Not unless I'm drinking it from Jonah King's skull.
The Accountant: [to the last female cultist] Would you have killed the baby if he asked?... Thought so. See you soon.
Piper: You gonna tap that or what?
Milton: Tap?
Piper: Geez, Milton, how long has it been?
Milton: I've had a lot on my mind.
Piper: Uh-huh. Right. Suit yourself then. But no one reaches the end and says, "I wish I hadn't fucked so much."
The Accountant: [to Piper, re: the God-killer, which she's pointing at him] He didn't steal that from me to stop me. He stole it to slow me down. Go help him while there's still time.
The Accountant: [Piper starts backing away] Oh, and hold on tight. It has quite a kick.
Milton: Even in Hell there is compassion.
Fucking Passenger: We're gonna kill your friend and the baby. And we're gonna live forever.
The Accountant: Forever? If forever to you means the next fives seconds, then you would be right.
[first lines]
The Accountant: Since the birth of time, humanity has endeavored to restrain evil men in prisons. But since Cain fled the murder of his brother, evil men have fled the walls of punishment. So, it doesn't matter if you're a bad-ass motherfucker on the run, because you think you're better than everyone else, and somehow entitled to do what you gotta do. No. Because you see bad-ass motherfuckers are never fast enough. In the end, they will all be accounted for.
Candy: We was fucking. He killed them while we was fucking!
Milton: It's still in there. The bullet. I can... I can feel it.
Fucking Passenger: You're too late. You gotta know that, right? First full moon, she's dead, man. She's dead and He's gonna walk the motherfucking earth.
Milton: Hell already is walking the earth. You tell him I'm coming. Tell him I'm coming to get her back.
Jonah King: This Milton is no friend to us. He will try and keep us from what we are rightfully owed. He is the blight, and we are the rain.
Webster: Milton, if memory serves, you were always partial to the Chevelle, yes?
Piper: What kind of fucking gun is that?
Milton: The kind you use on guys like that.
Piper: Just so you know, I don't pick up hitchikers.
Milton: I didn't have my thumb out.
Milton: Let her go and give me the child, or I'll blow all your heads off.