Road to Perdition
Michael Sullivan Jr.: I saw then that my father’s only fear was that his son would follow the same road and that was the last time I ever held a gun. People always thought I grew up on a farm and I guess, in a way, I did. But I lived a lifetime before that, in those 6 weeks on the road, in the winter of 1931. When people ask me if Michael Sullivan was a good man or if there was just no good in him at all, I always give the same answer. I just tell them… he was my father.
Wylie Burp to Fievel"WYLIE BURP: Just remember, Fievel – one man’s sunset is another man’s dawn. I don’t know what’s out there beyond those hills. But if you ride yonder… head up, eyes steady, heart open… I think one day you’ll find that you’re the hero you’ve been looking for."
-- Wylie Burp