"I didn't have to do it. I could have left. I could have fled. But now I am no longer running. If not for me, for my children and my brothers and sisters that you [expletive]. I did it for them."
"You had a hundred billion chances and ways to have avoided today," he says in one, with a snarl on his lips. "But you decided to spill my blood. You forced me into a corner and gave me only one option. The decision was yours. Now you have blood on your hands that will never wash off."
"Do you know what it feels like to be spit on your face and have trash shoved down your throat? Do you know what it feels like to dig your own grave? Do you know what it feels like to have your throat slashed from ear to ear? Do you know what it feels like to be torched alive? Do you know what it feels like to be humiliated and be impaled upon a cross and left to bleed to death for your amusement?"
"You have never felt a single ounce of pain your whole life. And you want to inject as much misery in our lives because you can, just because you can."
"Your Mercedes wasn't enough, you brats," says Cho, a South Korean immigrant whose parents work at a dry cleaners in suburban Washington. "Your golden necklaces weren't enough, you snobs. Your trust funds wasn't enough. Your vodka and cognac wasn't enough. All your debaucheries weren't enough. Those weren't enough to fulfill your hedonistic needs. You had everything."
"You have vandalized my heart, raped my soul and torched my conscience. You thought it was one pathetic boy's life you were extinguishing. Thanks to you, I die like Jesus Christ, to inspire generations of the weak and the defenseless people."
"You just loved to crucify me. You loved inducing cancer in my head, terror in my heart and ripping my soul all this time."
"This is it. This is where it all ends," Cho says in one videotape, in which he appears to be more melancholy than angry. "What a life it was. Some life."

「我原本沒有必要這樣做，我可以離開，我可以逃跑，但是不行，我不再逃避，這不是為了我自己，而是為了我的孩子，我的兄弟姊妹，我這麼做是為了他們。」

「你有千億個機會及方法避免今天的悲劇，但是你決定讓我濺血，你把我逼進牆角，讓我只有一個選擇，決定是你們做的，現在你手上沾滿鮮血，永遠無法洗乾淨。」

「你們知道被人割破臉是什麼滋味嗎？被人強迫吞下垃圾是什麼滋味嗎？你們知道自掘墳墓是什麼滋味嗎？你們知道被人從耳至耳割喉是什麼滋味嗎？你們知道被人活活燒死是什麼滋味嗎？你們知道被人羞辱是什麼滋味嗎？在十字架上被人刺穿是什麼滋味嗎？被人流血致死只為了你們開心是什麼滋味嗎？你們一生沒有受過一絲痛苦。你們希望一生盡可能把痛苦加給他人，只因為你們有這種能力嗎？」

「你們有想要的一切，你們的賓士還嫌不夠，你們這嬌生慣養的人。你們的金項鍊還嫌不夠，你們這勢利鬼。你們的信託基金還不夠，名酒還不夠。你們一切的放蕩都還嫌不夠，無法滿足你們縱慾的需求，你們擁有一切。」

「你（們）已經摧毀我的心靈，撕裂我的靈魂，折磨我的良知。你（們）以為這是一個你們試圖毀掉的可憐男孩，謝謝你們，我要像耶穌基督一樣犧牲，啟發後世的弱勢人們。」