Hey, you fucking creep, in this shithole! I've got a monopoly on that one.

What do you need me for? Salander's greatest fear, which was so huge and so black that it was of phobic proportions, was that people would laugh at her feelings. And all of a sudden all her carefully constructed self-confidence seemed to crumble.

Zalachenko...you're just an ordinary asshole who hates women.

One of them is that a bastard is always a bastard and if I can hurt a bastard by digging up shit about him, then he deserves it.

Salander was an information junkie with a delinquent child's take on morals and ethics.

When I find the motherfucker who tortured an innocent cat to death just to send us a warning, I'm going to clobber him with a baseball bat