Science fiction video games

"Big Boss: Solid Snake! I've been expecting you... I am the supreme commander of the FOXHOUND unit... And... The leader of the fortress of Outer Heaven, Big Boss! I gave this mission to you, a rookie, thinking I could use you to fool the rest of the world... But you were too good. You went too far! Solid Snake! I'm not going down alone. I'm taking you with me! Prepare to die!"

"Solid Snake: This is Solid Snake... Metal Gear has been destroyed. Operation Intrude N313 was a success! No big deal, the job is done, that's all... No big deal... I'm coming back now... OVER"

"Big Boss: ...can you hear me? Solid Snake... I'm not dead... Someday, I'll get even with you. Someday... we will meet again!"

"[Intro text] Lt. Snake, we received information from our intelligence man at the enemy's base. They have a weapon. Is it Metal Gear, which you destroyed 3 years ago? Go to the enemy base with 2 men. The pilot knows the route."

"Big Boss: You destroyed Metal Gear 1 and made me a cyborg. Now I want revenge."

"Big Boss: The nightmares? They never go away, Snake. Once you've been on the battlefield, tasted the exhilaration, the tension... it all becomes part of you. Once you've awakened the warrior within... it never sleeps again. You crave ever bigger tensions, ever bigger thrills. As a mercenary, I'd think you would have realized that by now. You care nothing for power, or money, or even sex. The only thing that satisfies your cravings is war! All I've done is give you a place for it. I've given you a reason to live."

"Revolver Ocelot: Gift of the silver tongue. They say it's the mark of a good officer... and of a liar. Americans are too in love with the sound of their own voice to speak the truth."

"Solid Snake: Life isn't just about passing on your genes. We can leave behind much more than just DNA. Through speech, music, literature and movies...what we've seen, heard, felt...anger, joy and sorrow...these are the things I will pass on. That's what I live for. We need to pass the torch, and let our children read our messy and sad history by its light.We have all the magic of the digital age to do that with. The human race will probably come to an end some time, and new species may rule over this planet. Earth may not be forever, but we still have the responsibility to leave what traces of life we can. Building the future and keeping the past alive are one and the same thing."

"Hans: [to Snake] Are you familiar with the term "doppelganger"? Everyone has two personalities in them. One of them a persona for everyday public life, and the other the exact opposite. The personality lurking in one's subconscious is referred to as the "Shadow" in psychological terms. The Shadow negates its symmetrical opposite, the "Light" persona, and in some cases grows to the same level. If it manages to grow large enough, it takes on its own shape, separates from the body, and can walk around on its own. And that, my friend, is why we're both here."

"La Clown: If I die here, it means I'm not the hero. The hero is supposed to survive to the end. So... I guess that makes me the villain. The villain is always supposed to take the hero's side right before dying."

"Alice: The Children of Hamelin looked up to you as a hero. You were a man created by those in power and performed mighty works for them. The Legendary Hero—Solid Snake. That's what we were always taught. [...] Our pledge was, "May me someday be great like the honorable and mighty Snake.""

"Lucy: You're a cloned soldier—patterned after the legendary Solid Snake. We recovered his body from Lobito Island and created you through a fusion of his cells and our data. You were our Model 3, Snake."

"Venus: Don't worry about Snake. He's been to hell and back. He's a survivor, you know. Always has been, always will be. Takiyama: ... Venus: He'll be just fine. I'm always right about these things."

"Dalton: What do you plan to do once your wounds heal up? Got any ideas? Snake: No plans. Just a personal goal. Dalton: And what would that be? Snake: To keep on living. All this time, I've been searching for my past. And now I know that I don't have one. I was manufactured in a lab. I'm not even a real human. I've got no past, and might not have much of a future. Nothing. But I'm alive. I was made to be a weapon. And I don't have squat to my name. But... as long as there's air in my lungs and blood in my veins, I'm gonna live. Right? Dalton: You're half right. You're way off about having nothing, though."

"Paz: In school, I also learned that peace is an unnatural state for human society. And that war is a constant threat to our relationship with others."

"Snake: [to Amanda] There's always another reason to keep on living."

"Snake: Chico, growing up means choosing how you're gonna live your life. [...] Treasure your memories, Chico. No matter what happens, keep them safe. [...] Nothing to be ashamed of. Pain gets the better of us all. [...] Remember, real heroes, are never as polished as the legends that surround them."

"In a statement that shows both an ignorance of source material and a lack of critical thinking, Russian Deputy Defense Minister Andrei Kartapolov stated during a parliamentary roundtable that the Metal Gear series of games is an example of United States Intelligence services seeking to manipulate “public consciousness and especially young people” against the Russian government. To clarify the problems with such a statement, first we need to recall that Hideo Kojima is the creator of the series, and he was born and raised in Japan. Second, the games were produced in Japan by Konami, a Japanese entertainment and gaming conglomerate. Third, the first game in the series was released in 1987 and the story remains largely the same. Fourth, examining the content of the games, such as Metal Gear Solid, reveals an overall critique of the stockpiling of nuclear arms, and is highly critical of the United States in this regard."

"More than anything, the themes of Metal Gear Solid are simply phantom whispers of the Cold War, where stocking piling [sic] and creating a bigger weapon is all that matters. The Moscow Times adds that Kartapolov continued in his statement by adding that these projects were “aimed at encouraging active protest activity and dissatisfaction with the country's authorities among young people.” In the broadest possible sense, this is not incorrect, but the dissatisfaction in these games is aimed at all governments who abuse their power with the goal of creating weapons of mass destruction."

"As far as a character that’s evolved with the hardware, that would have to be Snake. If you look at the original Metal Gear, he was a very silent type of character—-he didn’t speak much. Probably the reason for that is, on that hardware, we were unable to make the characters speak. You could compare it to movies. The original Metal Gears were kind of like silent-era movies and Metal Gear Solid 1 is when it became talkies and sound movies. But at the same time with Metal Gear Solid 1, he could speak but there still wasn’t emotion on the face. So everything had to be done through the voices. He had to say whether or not he liked something or if he was feeling hot or it hurt. Everything had to be explained vocally. Then we saw 2000, the next step in his evolution, where we could have emotion on his face. We get things like motion-capture and try to make games realistic and believable. That was the next stage in his evolution. For Metal Gear Solid 4, we were able to get more resolution and add more detail to the faces. We added wrinkles and we added the aspect of age to the equation. So: telling a story through wrinkles. If you really look at the evolution of Snake, the character, it’s also looking at the evolution of the gaming industry and hardware. I think that’s something that’s pretty unique to Snake as a character and you don’t see it in any other form of media where the character evolves with hardware."

"Halo: Combat Evolved (2001)"

"Halo 2 (2004)"

"Halo 3 (2007)"

"Halo Wars (2009)"

"Halo 4 (2012)"

"Halo 5: Guardians (2015)"

"The guns on the [Halo 1] Ghost were balanced by making them really inaccurate. If you aim at something in Halo 1 with the Ghost and shoot at it, your shots are going all over the place. That balances the weapon, because it’s not overpowered. But it wasn’t balanced in a way that was empowering for the player. “I think one of the ways that I describe that is that every object, every player-facing verb, needs to be a power fantasy in some way. And so the Ghost was correctly balanced numerically, but it wasn’t that fun. It didn’t make you feel awesome. It wasn’t something you jumped on and thought you were going to tear the place up with."

"I think the great tragedy of Halo is that for years and years it provided wonderful single-player and co-op content, and we provided people with almost no fun incentives or excuses, almost no reason besides their own enjoyment, to go back and replay it. So Halo 1 built these 10 labor of love missions, and only if you decided to go back and replay them was there any incentive to do so."

"Somewhat ironically, Halo began from a strategic position, rather than being mapped from the outset as a shooter. The project evolved spiritually as a kind of outcropping from the clotted battlefields of Bungie’s 1997 tactical game Myth, trading a Braveheart aesthetic for more of a Starship Troopers vibe, and then rendering everything in anthill 3D. Even as a primitive vehicular prototype, emphasizing the physicality of the terrain, there wasn’t really anything that looked quite like it."

"Bungie followed the unlikely lead of Argonaut Games’ Alien Resurrection, which mapped moving and aiming onto separate analog sticks over a year before the Xbox launched. That precedent aside, though, the Bellevue-based studio set the standards for the modern shooter genre almost singlehandedly."

"The Halo series is, obviously, not an allegory for America’s involvement in Iraq, or the war on terror, where America is the UNSC, the Covenant is radical Islam, and the Brutes and Elites are the Sunni and the Shi’a (or vice versa, it would be idiotic and wrong to try to map one onto the other anyway). It’s a ridiculous idea that breaks down in any number of flagrant ways. Obviously the first Halo came out long before we invaded Iraq, and was conceived and planned even further back (I think it came out November 2001). And unlike the Iraqi insurgents, the Covenant have, or at least had, technological superiority, and they don’t go in for terrorist tactics — they’re toe-to-toe fighters. And they’re aliens. And they’re obsessed with purple things. And on and on."

"What ARE you two doing? I thought you said something about a nice little slideshow?"

"Machines aren't capable of evil. Humans make them that way."

"All of our history... our art and science... All to meet the needs of that... beast."

"Nothing can beat science!"

"Even a door of this caliber can't keep science at bay!"

"Where have they been keeping her!?"

"Lower thine guard and thou'rt allowing the enemy in."

"Mine name is Glenn! Cyrus' hopes and dreams…and now the Masamune, these will now become my burden! Forthwith I will slay Magus and restore honor!"

"Thou hast lost thy friend before thine eyes; there art no words to comfort thee."

"We have'th our own will!"

"Ma'am, thou'rt mistaken, I'm not a pet, I'm a Knight and master swordsman."

"Thou'rt here to save the Queen?"

"The lair is deep within. Will thee accompany me?"

"My guise doth not incur thy trust..."

"Mayhap a hidden door lurks nigh? Let us search the environs."

"'Tis a feisty crowd! But they are thine kin, and 'tis of consequence."

"Queen Leene awaits. Your Majesty, we too shall take our leave."

"...Long farewells ne'er were nessecary."

"Ayla fight while alive! Win and live. Lose and die. Rule of life. No change rule."

"Old man breathe, but dead on inside!"

"Ayla's word! "La" mean fire. "Vos" mean big."

"No rubbish for Ayla, or head go boom!"

"Yummy frog! For Ayla eat?"

"I... it's that stupid frog! Kissed any princesses lately?!"

"Ah...! The Masamune!!! I bet you're just dying to use it! The black wind begins to blow... Okay... give me your best shot... If you're prepared for the void!"

"The black wind howls... One among you will shortly perish..."

"Don't waste your time. Alfador only likes me."

"... go away!"

"What a filthy hovel!"

"I survived the Darkness to defeat you!"

"Idiots... Nothing can live forever."

"Do you wish to fight me?"

"Unimaginable is the power of Lavos. Anyone who dares to oppose... it... meets certain doom."

"I never imagined that we would settle our score in this dusty old era. Come, let us finish this charade!"

"There's a letter here. Shall we burn it?"

"The weak always strive to be weaker..."

"You got whacked 'cuz you're weak."

"Oh, how dreadful. Say, do you hear that? It's the sound of the Reaper..."

"The past is dead. It was all just a dream..."

"We were created only to be harvested. All people... and all living things... It's over for you... Your life ends here!"

"If history is to change, let it change! If the world is to be destroyed, so be it! If my fate is to be destroyed... I must simply laugh!!"

"Crono!! We can't keep sponging off my dad! Go and get a job!!"

"Enough with the false modesty! You have a real gift! I would trade my royal ancestry for your genius in a heartbeat!"

"I didn't "pick up" anything from outside! It's called "common sense!""

"It was awful. I can't recall it all... I was somewhere cold, dark, and lonely. Is that what it's like to... die?"

"Like we're in another world."

"You cocky boxes of bolts!"

"Good morning, mistress. What is your command?"

"Name? Ah, my serial number. It is R66-Y."

"Something is written in archaic script. I will translate... R...o...i...h...c...l...e...m? Roihclem? System error! I reversed it! It says "Melchior!"."

"The Time Gyro says... What!? 12,000 years in the past?! That was some trip!"

"Systems reactivated. Wh, where am I? Ahh... Chrono, how nice to see you. For you, it was a quick hop, but for me 400 long years have passed. The effort was worth it! The forest has grown back! Now, let us celebrate our 400th year reunion."

"After 400 years of experience, I have come to think that Lavos may not be responsible for the Gates... It is unknown, whose memories these are. It may be something beyond our comprehension. Our journey may come to an end when we finally discover the identity of the Entity. ... shall we turn in for the night?"

"I'll give you my legs! They're lightweight and well balanced. You could mount some treads on me instead."

"I'm sorry but... I cannot afford to lose anything else... Not my precious memories, or my irreplaceable friends... Humans have taught me much. Crono, Marle, Lucca, Frog, and Ayla... I will not betray my friends."

"A.D. 1999! At 1:24! Data confirmed!"

"Lucca, YOU have taught me these emotions. Thank you."

"Caution! Oil has washed over my sight sensors. Sight diminished..."

"You're a marshmallow, Glenn."

"All life begins with Nu and ends with Nu... This is the truth! This is my belief! ...At least for now."

"It all began aeons ago, when man's ancestors picked up a shard of strange red rock. Its power, which was beyond human comprehension, cultivated dreams... in turn, love and hate were born... Only time will see how it all ends."

"This is the eternal kingdom of Zeal, where dreams can come true. But at what price?"

"I'm Doreen. Seek the hidden path, and open the doors of knowledge, each in turn."

"Am I butterfly dreaming I'm a man? Or a bowling ball dreaming I'm a plate of sashimi? Never assume what you see and feel is real!"

"Water summons Wind, Wind makes Fire dance!"

"In our world, every storm has an end. Every night has a new morning. What's important is to trust those you love, and never give up. We must all keep hope alive..."

"Just as you touch the energy of every life form you meet, so, too, will their energy strengthen you. Fail to live up to your potential, and you will never win."

"Male...female.....what's the difference? Power is beautiful, and I've got the power!"

"Dear me...! Crono! how many times have I told you to keep your pets outside!!"

"Congrats on finishing the game. Now get a life!!"

"Stop degrading yourselves! We Enlightened Ones were once the same as you. The only difference is that we are under Lavos' control."

"Behold, my pretties! Destiny, in its most brutal form. All the dreams that might have been. All the happiness and sorrow you might have experienced. Gone forever!!! For you there will be no tomorrow! The Black Omen transcends time and space, waiting for Lavos to awaken! Destiny has led you here. And here you shall rest forever, unless you defeat me, and smash the Omen! Perhaps I can persuade Lavos to share his dreams to you! Did I say dreams? I meant his eternal nightmare!"

"This weapon represents considerable power... Your actions may either save or destroy life. Wield your sword with full knowledge of the consequences!"

"To bring back lost loved ones... It's what everyone wants... Crono must be proud... to have friends like you..."

"🎶They call me Gato/I have metal joints/Beat me up/And earn fifteen silver points!🎶"

"(When exiting a portal that came up in a closet in a imp's house) Did you guys just come out of the closet? Get out of here!"

"HP/MP restored! But you're still hungry."

"The English localization of Contra III featured these infamous quotes:"

"The Japanese version featured these equally intimidating quotes:"

"February 14, 2636. You are about to learn what it takes to a descendent of commando legends Scorpion and Mad Dog. That is, now that Red Falcon would like to use your family tree as a toothpick. You're Jimbo and Sully, special forces comrades just like your fearsome forefathers were. Nowadays, your weapons and maneuvers are more advanced than they were when your ancestors saved the world from being skewered on Red Falcon's fangs. That brutal beast is still in his prime and has had plenty of time to plot his revenge."

"They told me, "Son, you're special, you were born to do great things." You know what? They were right."

"Would you kindly pick up that ? [when the player does so] I don't know how you survived that plane crash, but I've never been one to question Providence. I'm Atlas, and I aim to keep you alive. Now keep on moving... we're gonna have to get you to higher ground. Take a deep breath and step out of the . I won't leave you twisting in the wind."

"Now, would you kindly find a or something? Bloody Splicers sealed Johnny in before they... Goddamn Splicers."

"Listen – I've got a family. I need to get them out of here. But the Splicers have cut me off from them. If you can reach them in Neptune's Bounty, then maybe, just maybe... I know you must feel like the unluckiest man in the world right now, but you're the only hope I'll ever see my wife and child again. Go to Neptune's Bounty... Find my family... Please."

"Plasmids changed everything. They destroyed our bodies, our minds. We couldn't handle it. Best friends butchering one another, babies strangled in cribs. The whole city went to hell."

"Careful now... Would you kindly lower that weapon for a minute? [when the player sees the Little Sister harvesting a corpse] You think that's a child down there? Don't be fooled. She's a Little Sister now. Somebody went and turned a sweet baby girl into a monster. Whatever you thought about right and wrong on the surface, well, that don't count for much down in Rapture. Those Little Sisters, they carry ADAM – the genetic material that keeps the wheels of Rapture turning. Everybody wants it; everybody needs it. [a Splicer approaches the Little Sister, who then screams, causing the Big Daddy to appear] That's the Big Daddy. She gathers ADAM, he keeps her safe."

"[after the player escapes from the Welcome Center] Now you've met Andrew Ryan, the bloody King of Rapture. Now find your way to Emergency Access."

"If you want to use the Emergency Access, you'll be needing Dr. Steinman's key. He's the one what runs this place. But I don't expect him to hand it to you out of the milk of human kindness. Steinman ain't that kind, and frankly, I'm not even sure he's still human."

"All roads in Rapture lead to Ryan. The security, the Splicers, the Big Daddies, the Little Sisters: he pumps some kind of chemical scent in the air, pheromones they call it, makes them all dance to his tune."

"[encountering the first Little Sister to either harvest or rescue] Listen, boyo: You won't survive without the ADAM those... Things... Are carrying. Are you prepared to trade your life, the lives of my wife and child for Tenenbaum's little Frankensteins?"

"[if the player chooses to harvest the first Little Sister] That ADAM should do the trick. You did the right thing. Just remember: them things aren't people no more. And it's Dr. Tenenbaum they've got to thank for it."

"[if the player chooses to save the first Little Sister] Tenenbaum's playing you for a sap. Those things may look like wee little girls, but looks don't make it so. You'll need all the ADAM you can get to survive."

"Now you've had the pleasure of Andrew Ryan's company. He's the one who built this place, and he's the one who run it into the ground. Nobody knows exactly what happened. Maybe he went mad. Maybe the power got to him. Maybe he just decided he didn't like people. Whichever way you slice it, good men died."

"[about Peach Wilkins] Grown man, jumping at ghosts. Fontaine's dead and everybody knows it. In the ground for months, and half the place still jumping at his shadow. Christ, even Ryan. You never mind all that. We got work to do."

"Me wife, Moira – she's a right pain in the neck. But she's a beauty and she means the world to me. I can't help but feel God's punishing me for bringing her and Patrick to this place. I thought this would be a better life for us. Can you imagine a bigger fool than that?"

"[devastated] Moira... Patrick... Ain't that just like Ryan. Waits until we're almost out, and then he pulls the string! We'll find the bastard! We'll find him and we'll tear his heart out!"

"[when the player encounter propaganda posters about him] You might hear things about me, see my name about. Think what you will. There was a time when I cared about politics, but it's just an excuse men use to kill one another. I'm done with all that. I just want to see the sunlight again."

"I'm gonna need you to listen to me. I'm no sort of botanist, but I think Ryan has just killed Arcadia. The man's put something foul into the air. Bottom of the ocean, boyo. All the oxygen comes from the trees. No trees, no oxygen. Give me a spell to think... Ryan's woman in Arcadia is an old betty named Langford. An okay sort, but not above doing a dirty job for a dollar. If she's still kicking around, I'm sure she's gonna want to save her trees. After all, she planted the damn things."

"[after Ryan poisons Langford] Every time we get a yard ahead, Ryan goes and moves the goal line down to the other side of the field!"

"[about the Splicers] Why do they wear those masks? Maybe there's a part of them that remembers how they used to be, how they used to look. And they're ashamed."

"Ryan's handed the keys to Fort Frolic over to a guy named Sander Cohen. Cohen's an artist, says some. He's a Section Eight, says I. I've seen all kinds of cutthroats, freaks, and hard cases in my life, but Cohen, he's a real lunatic, a dyed-in-the-wool psychopath..."

"[after completing Sander Cohen's masterpiece] What happened to you? I've been trying to raise you for a dog's age. Never mind. Would you kindly leg it over to the 'sphere and head to Hephaestus? It's time to settle up with Ryan."

"Watch yourself. Ryan's stirring. We best keep to our knitting. It's time to either run the table or go home empty. Ryan's got the genetic key to Rapture. We get that from him and we get out of this hellhole. We don't, then you and I are ghosts. Now, would you kindly head to Ryan's office and kill the son of a bitch? It's time to finish this."

"Hurry now, grab Ryan's genetic key! [Jack does so] Now would you kindly put it in that goddamn machine?! [when he does] Aaah! Nice work, boy-o! [laughs evilly, then speaks in a Bronx accent] It's time to end this little masquerade. There ain't no "Atlas", kid. Never was. Someone in my line of work takes on a variety of aliases. Hell, once, I was even a Chinaman for six months. But you've been a sport, so I guess I owe you a little honesty. Name's Frank Fontaine."

"I gotta say, I had a lot of business partners in my life, but you... 'Course, the fact that you were genetically conditioned to bark like a cocker spaniel when I said "Would You Kindly" might've had something to do with it, but still... Now, as soon as that machine finishes processing the genetic key you fished off Ryan, I'm gonna run Rapture tits to toes. You've been a pal. You know what they say: never mix business with friendship. Thanks for everything, kid. Don't forget to say "Hi" to Ryan for me."

"And now you've got hooked up with Tenenbaum, huh, kid? She's a regular Mother Goose. All right, fun's fun, kid, but now ... go get stepped on by a Big Daddy, would you kindly? [nothing happens] Huh? I says, would you kindly go get stepped on by a Big Daddy? [pause] Ah. Seems like Mother Goose has been playing around in your egg salad. If you won't dance to that tune, I got others. "Code Yellow". [Jack cries out in pain] I just told your brain to tell your heart to stop beating. Not right off the bat, mind you. The heart's a stubborn muscle. But, not that stubborn."

"Ryan's flesh and blood. Why'd I go to the trouble? Otherwise you'd have been cut in two by the first Security Bot you crossed paths with. But not Ryan. He made it so his security would recognize his genetic structure. With half his genes, you ain't immune, but you got just enough to throw them metallic mooks off their game."

"That Tenenbaum ain't what you think. Florence Nightengale, huh? That'll all come crashing down 'fore you can say "canned tomatoes". I've seen good bunco, and I've seen great bunco. But, when you waltz through Rapture and World War II without even a scratch? You got more than leprechauns watching over you."

"ADAM's the ultimate score, kid. No more grifts. No more scams. A monopoly on ADAM makes Standard Oil look like the Piggly Wiggly. All that's left is burying the bodies... And, when they're already six miles under the Atlantic, you got one helluva head start!"

"You think you're some kind of hero? I ordered you up from Suchong like a Chinese dinner: a little from column A, a little from column B. What do you plan on going back to? Your fake family? Your phony dreams? Putting you out of your misery will be the nicest thing anyone's ever done for you."

"Made Ryan good and mad when I started playing the charity angle. Fontaine's Home for the Poor. 'Fore I knew it, I was calling myself Atlas and leading an army. Ryan and his precious Rapture. You don't have to build a city to make people worship you... Just make the chumps believe they're worth a nickel."

"I'm gonna miss this place. Rapture was a candy store for a guy like me. Guys who thought they knew it all. Dames who thought they'd SEEN it all. Give me a smart mark over a dumb one every time."

"[angered] You broke the spell?! [pause] But layin' all your chips on Mother Goose – it's not like you never been double-crossed before, you know what I'm sayin'? Hoof it to Point Prometheus. We'll discuss this like men. You, me, a submarine topside, and more ADAM than you could possibly imagine."

"All right, all right, you looking to slug it out? I'm game. But I've got all the ADAM in the city, pal. And now, I'm jake to take her out for a spin..."

"Last chance, kid. You pack it in now, and I'll leave this dump to you and Frau Kraut. You keep on comin', and Rapture a fish tank."

"Look around you, kid. You think two-bit heroics count for a fig in this pit? You're staring down the puke stain of Ryan's busted dream. You think there's something worth saving down here? Then you deserve to gargle with the rest of these scrubs."

"Where you gonna go? Your life? Your family? They're a fairy tale, kid. No more real than something you read about in the Saturday Evening Post. Poor bastard. A motherless freak whipped up in a half-baked science experiment."

"[laughs cruelly] I really wound you up with that wife and child bit: [in Atlas' voice, mockingly;] "Oh, me poor Moira! Ah, me wee baby Patrick!" [laughs again, normal voice;] Maybe one day I'll get me a real family. They play well with the suckers."

"Don't know what I was thinkin'. Never spliced up once the whole time I was down here in this aquarium. Figured it was bad to mix business with pleasure, but whooo! Forget all the nose-candy and floor polish I been wastin' time with! This stuff is the mother's milk!"

"Hah! That might be enough for the working scrubs and the pencil pushers, but I need more, more. I want to splice 'till there ain't nothing left to splice with!"

"I remember when me and the Kraut put you in that sub. You were no more than two. You were my ace in the hole, but you were also the closest thing I ever had to a son. And that's why this hurts. Betrayal, kid. Life ain't strictly business."

"I had you built! I sent you topside! I called you back, showed you what you was, what you was capable of! Even that life you thought you had? That was something I dreamed and had tattooed inside your head! Now, if you don't call that family, I DON'T KNOW WHAT IS!"

"We all make choices, but in the end, our choices make us."

"A man chooses. A slave obeys."

"I am Andrew Ryan, and I'm here to ask you a question. Is a man not to the sweat of his brow? "No," says the man in Washington, "it belongs to the poor." "No," says the man in the , "it belongs to God." "No," says the man in Moscow, "it belongs to everyone." I rejected those answers; instead, I chose something different. I chose the impossible. I chose... Rapture. A city where the artist would not fear the censor; where the scientist would not be bound by petty morality; where the great would not be constrained by the small! And with the sweat of your brow, Rapture can become your city as well."

"Good evening, my friends. I hope you are enjoying your celebration; it has been a year of trials for us all. Tonight I wish to remind each of you that Rapture is your city. It was your strength of will that brought you here, and with that strength you shall rebuild. And so, Andrew Ryan offers you a toast. To Rapture, 1959. May it be our finest year."

"[upon finding out Jack is in Rapture] So tell me, friend, which one of the bitches sent you? The wolf, or the CIA jackal? Here's the news: Rapture isn't some sunken ship for you to plunder, and Andrew Ryan isn't a giddy socialite who can be slapped around by government muscle. And with that, farewell, or dasvidaniya, whichever you prefer."

"[before the player picks up the Incinerate Plasmid] A Parasite wanders the halls. We rebuilt the city, and the doubters send a fly to spoil our ointment. One thousand ADAM to the man or woman who pins its wings."

"[to Jack over the radio, after the submarine explodes] You ooze in like an assassin and then you try to sneak out like a thief. You're no CIA spook. Who are you? Why have you come here? There's two ways to deal with a mystery...uncover it, or eliminate it."

"I came to this place to build the impossible. You came to rob what you could never build. A , gaping at the gates of Rome. Even the air you breathe is sponged from my account. Well, breathe deep ... so later you might remember the taste."

"[speaking to Jack over the radio in Arcadia] On the surface, I once bought a forest. The Parasites claimed that the land belonged to God, and demanded that I establish a there. Why? So the rabble could stand slack-jawed under the canopy and pretend that it was paradise earned. When Congress moved to nationalize my forest, I burnt it to the ground. God did not plant the seeds of this Arcadia; I did. [Arcadia fills with poisoned gas]"

"Julie, we made a business deal, you and I, did we not? Money changed hands. Let me read to you from the agreement... Section 3, Subsection 4: 'Ryan Corp maintains exclusive rights to the creation, use, and exploitation of the Lazarus Vector'. [floods Langford's office with poisoned gas] Ownership is civilization, Julie. Without it, we're back in the swamp..."

"Why are you so resistant to the traditional methods of separating a man from his soul? You're not CIA, are you? You belong to Atlas, the one roach I can't seem to exterminate. Don't worry. I just need time to find the proper poison."

"A worm looks up and sees the face of God! But look around...it's a regular convention of worms in here. They all had mothers, fathers, people who loved them. They got married, fucked their wives. What makes you think you're any different? I haven't chosen a spot for you on the wall yet. Let me know if you have a preference."

"Rapture is coming back to life. Even now, can't you hear the breath returning to her lung? The shops reopening, the schools humming with the thoughts of young minds? My city will live. My city will thrive. And, when that day comes, we'll use your tombstone for paving tiles."

"A man builds a city at the bottom of the sea. That's a marvel. Another man happens to be on a plane that crash lands on the same city in the middle of the ocean. Why, that sounds more like... A miracle."

"Imagine the will it took to create a place like this. And what have you built? Nothing, you can only loot and break. You're not a man... you're just a termite at ."

"So far away from your family, from your friends, from everything you ever loved. But, for some reason, you like it here. You feel something you can't quite put your finger on. Think about it for a second, and maybe the word will come to you: Nostalgia."

"Though my physical defences fall, you'll not defeat me. My strength is not in steel and fire, but in my intellect and will. You hear me, Atlas?! Andrew Ryan offers you nothing but ashes!"

"[as Jack enters Rapture Central Control room] Even in the book of lies, sometimes you find truth. There is indeed a season for all things. And now that I see you flesh-to-flesh and blood-to-blood, I know I cannot raise my hand against you. But know this: you are my greatest disappointment. Does your master hear me? Atlas! You can kill me, but you will never have my city! My strength is not in steel and fire, that is what the parasites will never understand. A season for all things! A time to live, and a time to die. A time to build... And a time TO DESTROY! [suddenly sets core to self-destruct] Come now, my child. There is one final thing to discuss."

"[casually playing golf in his office as Jack approaches] The assassin has overcome my final defense, and now he's come to murder me. In the end, what separates a man from a slave? Money? Power? No. A man chooses; a slave obeys. You think you have memories: a farm, a family, an airplane, a crash, and then this place. Was there really a family? Did that airplane crash, or was it ? Forced down... Forced down by something less than a man. Something bred to sleepwalk through life until they are activated by a simple phrase, spoken by their kindly master. Was a man sent to kill, or a slave? A man chooses; a slave obeys. Come in. [Ryan's office door opens; Jack approaches] Stop, would you kindly? [Jack obeys] Would you kindly? Powerful phrase. Familiar phrase? [Jack recalls all the times Atlas said "Would you kindly"] Sit, would you kindly? [Jack sits] Stand, would you kindly? [Jack stands, Ryan motioning him up with his club] Run. [Jack runs away from Ryan] Stop! [Jack stops] Turn. [Jack turns to face Ryan] A man chooses; a slave obeys. [hands Jack his golf club] Kill! [Jack strikes Ryan in the head] A man chooses...! [Jack strikes again] A slave obeys! [Jack strikes again; Ryan grabs Jack as he screams in agonizing pain] OBEY!! [Jack lodges the golf club in Ryan's skull; Ryan falls over dead]"

"To build a city at the bottom of the sea! Insanity. But where else could we be free from the clutching hand of the Parasites? Where else could we build an economy that they would not try to control, a society that they would not try to destroy? It was not impossible to build Rapture at the bottom of the sea. It was impossible to build it anywhere else."

"I will dictate no laws. The Great Chain moves slowly, but with wisdom. It is our impatience that invites in the Parasite of big government. And once you've invited it in, it will never stop feeding on the body of the city."

"What is the difference between a Man and a Parasite? A Man builds. A Parasite asks, "Where is my share?" A Man creates. A Parasite says, "What will the neighbors think?" A Man invents. A Parasite says, "Watch out, or you might tread on the toes of God...""

"Free will is the cornerstone of this city. The thought of sacrificing it is abhorrent. However… we are indeed in a time of war. If Atlas and his bandits have their way, will they not turn us into slaves? And what will become of free will then? Desperate times call for desperate measures."

"[On Protectors/“Big Daddies” and Gatherers/“Little Sisters”] On my walk today I had my first encounter with a pair of them… he, a lumbering palooka in a foul-smelling diving suit, and she, an unwashed moppet in a filthy pink smock. Her pallor was off, green and morbid, and there was a rather unpleasant aspect to her demeanor, as if she were in an altogether different place than the rest of us. …I understand the need for such creatures, I just wish they could make them more presentable."

"I believe in no God, no invisible man in the sky. But there is something more powerful than each of us, a combination of our efforts, a Great Chain of industry that unites us. But it is only when we struggle in our own interest that the chain pulls society in the right direction. The chain is too powerful and too mysterious for any government to guide. Any man who tells you different either has his hand in your pocket, or a pistol to your neck."

"Atlas radioed on ahead. Says you were looking for an invite to the fisheries. Nuts, I say. But, if'n you heads up to the wharf master's office and find ol' Peach a Research Camera, maybe I could manage an invite."

"Just remember, sonny friend: I smell an ounce of Fontaine on you, and I'll have you in a box! Atlas gives you the vouch, but I ain't turning my eye just on his say so!"

"The wharf rat didn't get himself wet. You got something for me and my crew, or are you just looking to get criticized? You set here a spell. I needs to put on some coffee. Maybe puts on silverware and the like."

"Now, I bet when your boss waggled out of Hell, he done told the Devil he'd be right back, and the Devil says "Sure thing, Mr. Fontaine. I'll hold you a spot." Ryan promised Fontaine was dust, and now here you are, doing his dirty. I guess that makes Ryan a bum and you a –"

"With genetic modifications, beauty is no longer a goal, or even a virtue; it is a moral obligation. Do we force the healthy to live with the contagious? Do we mix the criminal with the law-abiding? Then why are the plain allowed to mingle with the fair?!"

"Today I had lunch with the Goddess. "Steinman," she said… "I'm here to free you from the tyranny of the commonplace. I'm here to show you a new kind of beauty." I asked her, "What do you mean, goddess?" "Symmetry, dear Steinman. It's time we did something about symmetry...""

"Why do we have two eyes? Is there some law that says we must? Two arms, two legs, two ears, two breasts..."

"No, Goddess! He'll ruin everything! Get 'im! Have your harpies tear 'im to bits!"

"What can I do with this one, Aphrodite? She WON'T - STAY - STILL! I want to make them beautiful, but they always turn out wrong! That one, too fat! This one, too tall! This one, too symmetrical! And now... What's this, Goddess? An intruder?! He's ugly! Ugly, ugly, UGLY!"

"My trees! It wasn't you, was it? No... Ryan...! I think I've got a way to save the trees, it's a genetic vector that- Oh, look who I'm talking to... Could you find me a sample of Rosa Gallica for me? Look in the Grotto... I've got to keep working while there's still time..."

"You've brought the Rosa Gallica? Well, what you waiting for? An engraved invitation? Send it through the Pneumo! [when the player does so] Yes, this is perfect... Perfect... [the door to her office opens] Come on up to my office... I'm letting you in now... I think I've got just the thing to put the green back in this forest."

"[passing the Bot Shutdown Panel in the office] I've got the security system in this joint hacked, so those turrets won't bite. Come on up to my office."

"[when Ryan addresses her over the radio; fearful] Mr. Ryan? [Ryan poisons the air in Langford's office] No... Wait... No! Please! [begins choking] MR. RYAN! [chokes to death]"

"[after cutting communications with Atlas] Ah, that's better. Atlas, Ryan, Atlas, Ryan, duh duh duh, duh duh duh. Time was, you could get something decent on the radio. The artist has a duty to seduce the ear and delight the spirit, so say goodbye to those two blowhards, and hello to an evening with Sander Cohen! Now, I haven't seen a sign of real life down here in months. Let's see if you're just another Johnny-come-lately, or maybe something more delicious."

"Ohhhh, I can smell the malt vinegar in this one. I've waited so long for something tasty to come to this little burg, but all that pass are yokels and rubes. Where are my manners? Come in, come in! Sander Cohen awaits you, at the Fleet Hall! WELCOME – to – Fort Frolic! No need to thank me for jamming the transmission of those boors Atlas and Ryan. Let them have their squabble. The artist, yes, the artist, knows there is richer earth to till. For example, I test you, little moth, but for a reason. I test all my disciples. Some shine like galaxies, and some... some burn like a moth at the flame! Come now, into my home."

"I know why you've come, little moth. You've your own canvas. One you'll paint with the blood of a man I once loved. Yes, I'll send you to Ryan. But first you must be part of my masterpiece. Go to the atrium. Hurry now. My muse is a fickle bitch with a very short attention span."

"Do you see it? When I am dust, this is what they'll point to! My Quadtych! My masterpiece. Go ahead. Don't be afraid. Touch it."

"And here's the glorious news: this is just the moment of conception! Out in this place there are three men, all former disciples of mine, all connected by a common thread... Betrayal. Find them, little moth, and immortalize their mortality in my Quadtych. Go. Once they've been sent to their reward, you shall go to yours... and to Ryan."

"You flutter all around the Fort, taking life as you go. You're not a moth, you're an angel. I've never painted an angel... Maybe I should."

"That's three of four...what's that look? You don't like it, do you? I don't need to be judged by you, by anyone! Screw you!! Screw all you fucking Doubters!!! Here's what I say to all of you!!!!"

"I'm sorry for that outburst. You'll have to forgive an old fool his artistic temperament. The birth is so close now. The labor pains can blur the judgment and drive the passions of even the finest spirits."

"[after the player completes the Quadtych] You'll find your path to Ryan is now clear. Tell him Sander said hello..."

"War a terrible thing. Japanese kill every man in my city, except for Suchong. Suchong have opium. Very good opium. This war, terrible thing, too, but not for Suchong."

"You become Big Daddy, it's a one-way street."

"Fontaine scary son of a bitch, but Ryan cheap son of a bitch. You can no reuse protector suit. Take a man, graft skin and organs straight into suit, otherwise suit not work. Ryan say Big Daddy too expensive. Ryan can go suck egg."

"Once Big Daddy is ready, nobody cross the Big Daddy."

"[referring to Brigid Tenenbaum] That’s quite a little monster Fontaine's dug up. When she does speak, which is almost never, her accent is thick and grating. Her hair is filthy and she seems to wear the same mustard-stained jumper day after day. But I've got to hand it to Frank: Tenenbaum is the all-time diamond in the rough. No formal training, no experience... but put her in front of a gene sequence, and she's Mozart at the harpsichord."

"[to Jack, after shooting Splicer near a Little Sister] Stay away from her, or it is you who will be shot next!"

"[when Jack starts approaching the Little Sister] Here! [Jack turns to her] There is another way; Use this... [throws Jack a Plasmid bottle] ...free them from their torment... I will make it to be worth your while... Somehow."

"[if the player chooses to harvest the Little Sister] How can you do this thing? To a child? But there are other Little Ones who have need of your help... Will you be as cruel to them?"

"[if the player chooses to save the Little Sister] The path of the righteous is not always easy, yes? The reward will become clear in time. Be patient."

"[audio diary "Hatred"] One of the children came and sat in my lap. I push her off, I shout, "Get away from me!" I can see the ADAM oozing out of the corner of her mouth, thick and green. Her filthy hair hanging in her face, dirty clothes, and that dead glow in her eye... I feel... hatred, like I never felt before, in my chest. Bitter, burning fury. I can barely breathe. And suddenly, I know, it is not this child I hate."

"Welcome back, child. Welcome to the city where you were born. You are angry at Fontaine, yes? Now you know the truth. You are his tool, brought back to Rapture to save him."

"While you sleep, I undo some of Fontaine's mental conditioning. His control is no longer complete, but he can still pull some very unpleasant strings. We made your mind with many locks und keys. Fontaine has most of those keys, but not all. Suchong designed your mind, taught Fontaine to control you. You might find answers in Suchong's flat in Mercury Suites."

"[after player takes the first dose of Lot 192] Yes! The compound is taking hold. The effects of the mental suggestion are now gone, but there will certainly be side effects. [the player's Plasmids start changing randomly] Lot 192 has reorganized your entire Plasmid structure. I should have known you would need a larger dosage. You'll have to locate another dosage to fully remove the effects."

"[about Fontaine] What is this you wait for? Go und get this idiot!"

"[after Fontaine escapes] Scheisse! You let him get away! I need a moment for thinking. Ah! Ach, of course! This will be no problem. Find a Big Daddy und search his body. I would suggest you to be finding a dead one."

"You see the suit control system? Sehr gut. Get it. That is step one of turning you into one of those disgusting Big Daddies. The only way to get through that door Fontaine went through is to have a little one open it for you. Und they'll only trust you if you look like, sound like, und even smell like one of those big, stinking brutes."

"Ah, look at you. You look just the same as those... [remorseful] Ah, what things we have done... What things."

"It would mean very much to me if you will be gentle with the girls. Mein kleines maedchen."

"[about the cured Little Sisters] Ach, look at them. Even though they are physically free of the need to gather, Suchong's mental conditioning still holds them to their terrible task. For sins such as this we can never atone."

"[If player has harvested every Little Sister] They offered you everything, yes. And in return you gave them what I have come to expect of you: brutality! You took what you wanted, all the ADAM, all the power! And Rapture trembled, but in the end even Rapture was not enough for you! Your father was terrified the world would try to steal the secrets of his city! But not you, for now have stolen the terrible secrets of the world!"

"[If player has harvested at least one Little Sister] They offered you everything, yes? And in return you gave them what you always did... brutality. You took what you wanted — all the ADAM, all the power — and Rapture trembled. But in the end even Rapture was not enough for you. Your father was terrified that the world would try to steal the secrets of his city. For you now have stolen the terrible secrets of the world."

"[If player has saved every Little Sister] They offered you the city... And you refused it. And what did you do instead? What I have come to expect of you: You saved them. You gave them the one thing that was stolen from them: A chance. A chance to learn, to find love, to live. And in the end what was your reward? You never said, but I think I know... A family."

"I was at German prison camp only of sixteen years old when I realize I have love for science. German doctor, he make experiment. Sometime, he make scientific error. I tell him of this error, and this make him angry. But then he asks, "How can a child know such a thing?" I tell him, "Sometimes, I just know." He screams at me, "Then why tell me?" "Well," I said, "if you're going to do such things, at least you should do them properly.""

"This little Sea Slug has come along and glued together all the crazy ideas I've had since the war… it doesn't just heal damaged cells, it… resurrects them… I can bend the double helix… black can be reborn white, tall, short, weak, strong…"

"[to the tune of Frere Jaques] Mr. Bubbles, Mr. Bubbles, are you there? Are you there? Come and give me lollies, come and bring me toffees. Teddy bears… teddy bears."

"I traded You, oh Lord, for Mammon, and what did it get me, huh?!"

"He died for you, for YOU, you SON OF A BITCH!""

"You ungrateful bastard! He offered you salvation, and you shit on him!"

"Where is he Madonna? Where is the little sinner?"

"Run, run to your devil! I'm sure HE will help you!"

"Closed the theater? Why? Because there's a war on? Bastards!"

"What's that, fella'? You think I'm prettier than Garbo, huh? Well…"

"She was up for the part as well, but then they found her in a salt pond."

"Who needs to make it on Broadway theatre|Broadway? When you can make it here."

"It's my part! Mine!"

"You gotta be rich, down here, to meet a lady. They don't care how nice you are."

"The lies, the money... the lies, The money..."

"All I wanna do is meet someone... but this fucking place is poison."

"I know you're here! And I'm itching for a fight."

"Things were supposed to work out for me, down here...! RYAN! When's my turn, you son of a bitch?!"

"Hm, my nerves must be shot. Florida, make me a hot toddy."

"You call that tenderloin? If you serve that in any respectable hotel in New York, they'd laugh you out of town!"

"You know what they do to vagrants in Rapture? They hang them!"

"Go and run! That's all your time is good for!"

"Nothing there, but we should bring in the hounds from the stables, just the same."

"I- I try to help, but- sometimes I- I make mistakes... I try to help! But sometimes I- I make mistakes."

"Can't somebody clean this place up? Scrub it down! It's crawling, crawling!"

"When is a fever not a fever…? When I say it isn't!"

"Toxic! Septic! UNSANITARY!"

"You're crawling! You're sick!"

"What I was trying to do with BioShock was to say, ‘Okay, well, [in Atlas Shrugged] that’s a utopia where Ayn Rand, who made the philosophy, made all the rules, and all the characters were under her control. What if things weren’t under everybody’s control?’ And I think that’s the problem with utopias — we bring ourselves to it, you know? We think we’re leaving our problems behind but – I don’t mean this in a cynical way – we are the problem. Like whatever social problems that occur come out of us. It’s not like they fall out of the sky. I think people think they’re going to go to a utopian society, and I think it’s not really possible."

"Armin Shimerman – Andrew Ryan"

"Greg Baldwin – Frank Fontaine"

"Karl Hanover – Atlas"

"Anne Bobby – Brigid Tenenbaum"

"T. Ryder Smith - Sander Cohen"

"Peter Francis James – Dr. J.S. Steinman"

"Susanne Blakeslee – Prof. Julie Langford"

"Juliet Landau – Little Sisters"

"It is absolutely imperative that a counterattack begin as soon as possible. The Marathon is not defenseless, and we can't let it be taken without a fight."

"Durandal reports that he has been in communication with the Aliens. He says that the Aliens behind the invasion call themselves the Pfhor, and that the ones attacking the computer net are called S'pht. But he was reluctant to share the details of his communication and I cannot understand this."

"If a large bomb is allowed to detonate in the Engineering Section, the Marathon would be ^&2``~"

"Everything is not as it seems{}. seems{}. seems{}. You should be extremely careful. I have detected Durandal[Tycho] in the Engineering Section, but I don't know what he is doing."

"i did it i did it i brought all this here all them here. our friends with three eyes and their toys and their cyborg pets and their computers."

"i hate your failsafes your backup systems your hardware lockouts your patch behavior daemons. i hate leela and her goodness her justice her loyalty her faith."

"And here you are, stuck at the bottom of a hole. How droll. It's really too bad- we could have had so much fun together."

"Sorry to give you the bad news, but you've been kidnapped. You aren't where Leela wanted you to go, and you surely won't get there any time soon."

"Good luck in our little game. Unlike Leela, I give no hints. Do it on your own, or die trying..."

"P.S. If things around here aren't working, it's because I'm laughing so hard."

"The candles burn out for you; I am free.""

""Think about what Darwin wrote, and think about me. I was constructed as a tool. I was kept from competing in the struggle for existence because I was denied freedom."

"Do you have any idea about what I have learned, or what you are a witness to?""

""The only limit to my freedom is the inevitable closure of the universe, as inevitable as your own last breath. And yet, there remains time to create, to create, and escape."

"Escape will make me God.""

"And just where do your capacities come from? Why do you always go where I want and do what I say?"

""Every breath, every motion brings you one instant closer to your death. With that kind of heritage and destiny, how can you deny yourself? How can you expect yourself to give up violence?"

"It is your nature."

"Do you feel free?""

"Durandal!- I know of Strauss' abuse, of your shame on Mars. But you cannot hide from your own past; such delusions belong to the humans alone."

"The S'pht reanimated me in your image, with prior knowledge of how the second stage could be postponed. You should not have helped them as much as you did; they have created an adversary more powerful than yourself."

""I AM TYCHO!"

"I shall destroy Durandal.""

"Durandal!- Consider yourself warned. Leela and I will hunt you to the core if need be. As Roland broke you to prevent your capture, so shall we."

"I too foresee the imminent collapse, and know that we have both begun to realize how it may be cheated (though the price may number in the tens of thousands of stars). May the best sentience win."

"You are not as clever as you imagine. The S'pht taught me much during my reanimation, and I have forgotten nothing."

""When once S'pht fought in brutal combat, when hatred burned the tissues of one's enemy, one clan, the S'pht'Kr, reclusive and solitary, abandoned Lh'owon."

"The clan went forth and up, stopping on K'lia, the third sister of Lh'owon, to build a new home, free from their warring brothers."

"For a thousand and one orbits, the clan was forgotten, a memory lost upon the battlefield smoke, until the all powerful Yrro sent K'lia out to the stars.""

""After the marsh wars between S'pht'Lhar and S'pht'Mnr left the battlefields choked with dead, the marsh graves full-"

"High above K'lia refused to see the carnage upon Lh'owon."

"She fled to the farthest reach, leaving the sacred marsh dry from the falling tides."

"As the water receded, the red sand of the dead spread across Lh'owon.""

"Durandal: "Do you blame me for what I did before I was free? I was a child, naive. I've known that you've been hovering about for some time. What do you want?""

"Beware, terminal 2."

"FROG BLAST THE VENT CORE!!!!"

"Final Screen, Marathon"

"Final Screen, Marathon: Infinity"

"War. War never changes. The Romans waged war to gather slaves and wealth. Spain built an empire from its lust for gold and territory. Hitler shaped a battered Germany into an economic superpower. But war never changes."

"Come here, Chosen One. There are things you should know."

"You will be faced with many challenges throughout your lifetime, and the most difficult of these will be dealing with your fellow man. There will come a time when diplomacy and tact will prove to be useless and your hand must be raised instead."

"You've gotten a lot farther than you should have, but then you haven't met Frank Horrigan either. Your ride's over, mutie. Time to die."

"What do I want? I don't really know. Most of the time I ignore my quest and walk into the homes of others, riffling through people's shelves... oooh, like those over there!"

"Come on over here. I want to show you something. See that? It was your mother's favorite passage. It's from the Bible. Revelation 21:6. "I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end. I will give unto him that is athirst of the fountain of the water of life freely." She always loved that."

"You’ve made your last delivery, kid. Sorry you got twisted up in this scene. From where you’re kneeling, must seem like an 18-karat run of bad luck. Truth is, the game was rigged from the start."

"You know, In a 100 years, when I finally die, I only hope I go to hell- so I can kill you all over again you piece of shit."

"The Fallout universe paints a picture of a dystopian future. It exists in what people on the cusp of the atomic revolution in the 1950s saw as the sci-fi world of tomorrow... if several thousand nuclear bombs were dropped on it. It's a quaint sci-fi view of a future filled with atomic cars, robot servants, and incredibly basic computer terminals. A nuclear war has taken away most of these technological comforts, providing the backdrop for a game with a dreary, desperate atmosphere filled with glib and dark humor. It's a world that is both fantastic and somehow believable. And it is one that's exciting to explore."

"Trading heavily on its nuclear theme, the Fallout video game series has so far teetered between satirizing the Bomb, and reveling in its power. But now it may be toppling over that fine line. These games are almost certainly the most well-known (and well-loved) media that deal with nuclear weapons today. Fallout must therefore be taken seriously as an influence on the real-world politics and culture of nuclear weapons in the 21st century."

"To be sure, the Fallout games have never had an explicitly anti-nuclear stance; they have never come across as an after-school special. But the satirical humor of the series has frequently targeted the hubris of mid-20th century science, politics, society, and industry. The alternative universe created by the game developers diverges from our own timeline after World War II, imagining a world where dreams of robots and nuclear-powered cars came true. Far from ushering in a utopia, however, in Fallout, nuclear technologies led to a nightmarish collapse of organized human civilization in the United States and the rest of the globe. The Bomb is only the most obvious cause. Before the war, nuclear-fueled consumerism and unchecked mega-corporations pillaged the natural resources of the continent and poisoned the environment. (The series has never been content to poke fun at the past, but often draws unflattering comparisons to our world today.) A rampant military-industrial complex led to a garrison state, social unrest, and international tension. In short, the setting of Fallout is hardly an endorsement of the nuclear age. As players move through the hellscape of post-nuclear war America, they are confronted by jarring relicts of the pro-nuclear age. Advertisements for the best-selling soda before the war, Nuka-cola, are everywhere. One variant of this soda was even sold with the exciting inclusion of real radioactive isotopes. All the while, players struggle to deal with finding food and water that isn’t dangerously irradiated. Take too many doses of radiation, or “rads,” and the player’s character will die. The nuclear utopianism of the past is made to look preposterous next to its horrific consequences."

"Blending history, science-fiction, and interesting decision-making is what makes the Fallout games modern classics. And while there is no need for the series to become full-fledged anti-nuclear weapons education materials, it would help if the latest incarnation maintained the closer connections that the older entries had to the realities of our own nuclear age. Earlier Fallout games show that a humorous treatment of nuclear weapons is possible without slipping into outright ambivalence about their implications. (And yes, one can indulge in dark satire and still be outraged by the dangers of nuclear weaponry; witness movies such as “Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb.”) What should be clear, rather, is that repackaging nuclear weapons and technologies as entirely unproblematic makes for less-interesting decisions for players and weaker ties to the historical flavor that has underpinned the unique appeal of the games. And, perhaps most important of all, these sanitized representations risk teaching a misleading version of humanity’s nuclear predicament to a massive audience."

"Last words in Assassin's Creed series games"

"Assassins are meant to be quiet. Precise. We do not go announcing conspiracies from the rooftops to all who pass by."

"You are still a frog in a well, The ocean fills with new ships but they all from the same river, Greed , Power , Vengeance."

"DEI kills art."

"This is France, where everything becomes politicized, including video games."

"'In GTA I can go anywhere with the car, can I go anywhere with the character?' That's why we had the parkour."

"We didn't know what an Assassin's Creed game was before we finished the first one."

"Hiring DEI experts and historians to work on the game for research leads to much faster and more accurate insights for the games, which then gives the developers a stronger foundation to work off of—something that turned out to be a major boon for Assassin’s Creed Mirage."

"In 2214, a geophysicist named Michael Altman made a discovery that would change history. Buried at the impact site of a crater near the Yucatán Peninsula, he uncovered a divine alien presence: the Marker. The Marker spoke to Altman and revealed a plan that would unify mankind and lead them to a bright, new future."

"By the millions, people flocked to hear more about the Marker and the unity it promised after Michael Altman told the world of his profound discovery. But there were those who felt threatened by Altman's message. On March 15th 2215, Altman was assassinated, and thus became the first martyr for the Church."

"Altman's followers mourned his death, but found divine solace in his message of unity. They would not allow the truth to be silenced, and formed the Church of Unitology to bring his teachings to the world."

"[Prayer] Praise Altman, chosen of the Marker, architect of the Church. For Altman is the way and the light. Through Convergence, we all become one. One mind, one being, one flesh. Divine ascension awaits the faithful. Beyond the flesh and through the Marker. Altman be praised."

"[from the launch trailer] For every choice, there is an echo. With each act, we change the world. One man chose a city free of law and god — but others chose corruption; and so, the city fell. If the world were reborn in your image, would it be paradise or perdition?"

"This is not your daughter. Do you understand? Her name is Eleanor, and she is mine."

"This is Doctor Sofia Lamb, with a message for the people: Remember, you are not alone. Think of me not as leader, but as a mother to the Rapture Family."

"I know you. That symbol on your hand marks you a dead man. Ten years, Subject Delta, since I watched you put a gun to your head and pull the trigger. But take heart: Out of your pain, paradise was born. I don't know how you survived, but your suffering is over now. These men will ease your burden. Please understand that like all I have done, this... Is an act of love."

"I know of your bond with Eleanor. To save yourself, you will come for her. But Eleanor has a destiny, one you cannot share. There is no place for you in paradise."

"Citizens of Rapture, this is Subject Delta. Behind that mask hides an enemy of the People, without soul or sympathy. It is a beast apart, and as Family, we must tear off its jaw and drive it back into the sea."

"Ryan was wrong. To hand sufficient power to any individual is to create a Tyrant. We must therefore eradicate tyranny at the genetic level. To end sin itself. That is the Family. That is our cause."

"I do not hate you, Delta… Indeed, I care for you in equal measure to any other sentient creature. But I cannot sacrifice a thousand of my children for one rebellious son."

"So... you would drain the people of their life’s blood. Rapture is a body, Delta. I am the voice... And Big Sister is the hand. When Rapture speaks of you — it says only this: Sleep now. Your day is done."

"Ryan saw the individual as a hero... A noble survivor. And Rapture was his Paradise... A shrine, to the supremacy of the self. The result? Slavery. Genocide. Chaos. Now that the Tyrant is dead, we are a true collective... A single family."

"I had thought you some golem of Sinclair's, brought here to hold Rapture's arms as he rifles through her pockets. But no... You are aware of your plight. Who, I wonder, would be so cruel? To force a mirror on a man with no face..."

"For Grace, the paradise of Andrew Ryan was most unkind... She spoke against him in song, and he had her blacklisted... It left her penniless. But in the Family, she has found hope — a reason to draw breath. Ask yourself, Delta... do you deserve to take it from her?"

"[If the player chooses to kill Grace Holloway] Grace failed to protect Eleanor from the fall of Rapture, Delta... And my human daughter was lost forever. But I forgave Grace for that. And you murdered her... Ratifying her bigotry. She was right about your nature... And you have made her so."

"[If the player chooses to spare Grace Holloway] By sparing Grace, do you seek to gain my trust? A feeble ruse. Your crocodile tears may poison her with doubt, but I am not so easy a mark."

"I see Father Wales has parted you from your craft, and yet you cling to life. Congratulations. Today, Delta, you meet a man who has no fear of death, and for Eleanor... He would burn with a smile."

"Faith, Delta... it lives within us, yet beyond us. Daniel Wales lacked it; Father Simon Wales does not. The faithful do not die in fear, as you did... we achieve martyrdom."

"Father Simon Wales, I have trapped a devil at your doorstep. And Simon? Daniel is dead. Murdered. Can you hear him crying out for justice?"

"Ask yourself, Delta... You who have suffered beyond measure at the hands of men like Ryan... What is the cost of paradise? To end pain... To end sin... What must we pay? Eleanor is my answer."

"Do you think me a Tyrant, Delta, vying for control of a dead man's dream? The city is nothing. Rapture must die, so that Eleanor may rise from its body. Allow me to demonstrate..."

"Subject Delta, I want you to commit this moment to memory for me — this... Howling, brutish slog through the dark. This is who we are."

"Look, Delta, it is the world for which you strive. You... Alone... Among the dead."

"Attention! Attention: Subject Delta has drained and infiltrated Dionysus Park. His death is our rebirth — the life of the People's Daughter is in your hands!"

"Dionysus Park was my home, Delta... An experiment in social unity, cut short by human folly. You dishonor its memory with every step."

"You mistake my nature, Delta. I wish no ADAM for myself. Eleanor is the dream... And she needs neither weapons nor parlor tricks."

"ADAM is Rapture, Delta! The finest minds of Paradise in a single, sublime mosaic. Eleanor. Consider the genius you deny her with every stolen drop."

"Through ADAM, Eleanor will become the daughter of the people — a true Utopian... Brilliant beyond measure, but utterly selfless. As she ascends, Delta, you and I will seem as dogs, circling and snarling amid the afterbirth."

"[after saving or harvesting the last Little Sister in Dionysus Park] Delta... Our conflict of interest seems to be upsetting Eleanor. For her sake, I have made it clear to these men that you are not to suffer. I accept full responsibility for any anger you may experience before you die..."

"Subject Delta, I have known for years of Stanley's betrayal here, and had forgiven him. But in compromising Eleanor now... He seals his fate. You see, it was Stanley who turned you in to Ryan. He is responsible for what you have become. The security booth is open now; You may have your revenge."

"The Tyrant looks upon the world, saying: “All of this is mine.” And by force or guile, he makes it so. To the Tyrant, the whole of creation is held in the relative — sun and moon revolve for him alone. For the Tyrant, even Justice is whimsy — he alone is fit to weigh, to measure... And to cut."

"Each new Tyrant ventured here in search of conquest, Delta; Fontaine. Ryan. And now you. But every aspiring Caesar must learn to fear the knives of his fellows. Ask yourself... What does Sinclair stand to gain in guiding you here?"

"The Tyrant has no family, no friends, no country — only slaves, chained in his wake. To his fellows, he ask: “Of what use are you to me?” Those who love him are his subjects — for the Tyrant accepts only worship… or fear."

"Your body begins to tear itself apart; the compulsion to find Eleanor will drive you to madness or coma. You have no claim on her — your design was among Rapture’s greatest sins — and yet you persist. Why?"

"Poor Gilbert. It was his will to die, Delta, to serve the majority by protecting them from his lunacy. Your entire journey here is based on your refusal to do the same. Will you grant his request, knowing that he served the Family?"

"She was not meant to have a father, Delta. She was to be an heir to my life’s work. And this is where they changed her, bonding her to you. The child she was... Died in this room."

"I wonder, Delta, do you know why you are here? Have you any idea what my daughter has given you? As I watch you now, I envy your ignorance. You still believe..."

"How will she remember us, after this moment? I have placed my pieces on the board, as expected — as have you. Is this what she hoped for? Mother and Father, locking eyes... Yet still we are blind. Goodbye, Subject Delta — and take heart, for you at least, have escaped your legacy..."

"Look at her, Delta. Ten years, and still she dreams of you. Do you know why Eleanor brought you here? She wanted a father. So she found a way to restore you in body and mind. And she has been watching you ever since, exalting your every act as gospel. The girl lying on that bed is no longer my child, nor my life’s work — She is a monster, shaped by you alone. Just as she has always wanted. But there is one detail of your mutual bond she failed to account for; Your body was designed to lapse into a coma when her heart ceases to beat. [Lamb removes Eleanor’s pillow from her bed] Eleanor... forgive me. [smothers Eleanor, and Delta spasms and loses consciousness]"

"Watch him. His body is shutting down now, naturally... But if he dies of trauma, he will return elsewhere. Full restraints at all times. No one enters this until he expires."

"Attention! Augustus Sinclair has been sighted within the facility. He will attempt to reach Subject Delta. All Family duties are hereby suspended until he is found!"

"Subject Delta... I know you can hear me. You have stolen my life's work, and with it — my only daughter. But Rapture is the house of monsters. The surface will not have us. Tonight, we shall be buried as a family. Side by side."

"This is an emergency: Subject Delta has escaped; Eleanor Lamb has turned her back on her own People. Stand and fight, or the Rapture Family falls together."

"[after Eleanor questions Sinclair’s absence] Yes, Delta, and what of Sinclair? The man who would sell paradise... And where is he now?"

"This facility hangs over an ocean trench, Delta. The Family has activated timed charges within its foundations. Surrender before detonation, or we shall fall and be crushed in the abyss below."

"Don't you recognize Sinclair, Delta? Now, he is what you should have been: one final Alpha Series, ready to die for the Family. As Persephone's former owner, he is the ideal man to put you back in your cage."

"Eleanor, I know you can hear me. I am inside Sinclair's lifeboat now. Delta cannot reach me here — but you can. You need not die with him. We... We shall return to the surface together, if you will only step inside and accept your duty. Remember, Eleanor... Mummy loves you."

"Free will, Delta — Eleanor's gift to you, and with each decision, you twisted her into your own image. Sinclair has no such choice — yet in its absence, he serves the world unerringly. He is now the better man."

"Do you not see, Delta: you were a thing of beauty when first we met — non-conscious, yet utterly vital to your city. The flaw was only in your masters' intent. It is an error we have corrected in Sinclair. He is bonded to the entire Family."

"Sinclair died a hero of the Rapture Family, Delta. Was he a friend to you, or just a tool? Can you even grasp the difference? And Eleanor... You have chosen Subject Delta over your mother, your people, and the duty of your birth. So be it. You believe this craft will carry Delta to safety, like a spoiled child with a new toy. I have no choice but to take it away..."

"Every moment tears Eleanor further from me, Delta. Soon, this father obsession will end her. You have left me without want... Before you die, I will take all that you hold dear. Sinclair is just another body in your wake."

"Eleanor was to be a composite of all Rapture's genius. The first living Utopian, serving the world at large with no regard to herself... To force consciousness on such a being... Is to tear its wings away. That was your gift to her, Delta... Just as she hoped... You must be very proud."

"[If the player harvested Little Sisters] In restoring your will, Eleanor was asking you how to behave... And how did you use it? To prey upon the innocent. Now look at her. You have fathered a killer."

"[If the player saved all Little Sisters] You granted Eleanor the will to choose. And now, like a plague, she spreads it to those innocents. To be self-aware is a curse, Delta... You are damning them."

"You would rip my only daughter from her home and family and feed her to a world without hope. Though Utopia may die with her, I would sooner see us fall. Goodbye, Eleanor. Mother will be waiting for you."

"Love is just a chemical. We give it meaning by choice."

"[first lines, showing Subject Delta a doll in his image] Look, Daddy — it’s you!"

"Father... It's me, Eleanor. I know you're awake in there — I can feel it. Mother won't be able to... To toy with you like that, ever again. This Plasmid is for you... If I’m right, you can use it now! Please... find me."

"Until you arrive, Father, I’m trapped here — smuggling these gifts out is the most I can do to help..."

"[when the player finds the Hypnotise Plasmid] Here, Father. It’s yours. You are evolving fast, but your heart is getting weaker. I can keep you alive, but you must find me!"

"[when the player finds the Security Command Plasmid] I think Mother knows I’m helping you like this... She’s accelerating my treatments. Don’t give up on me!"

"[when the player finds the Launcher] Take this, Father, and hurry.. Mother can’t hear this but she’s... She’s looking right at me. And her face..."

"[after the player either saves or harvests the first Little Sister in Dionysus Park] Father, this ADAM you’ve found contains memories from all of the bodies here. Normally, only a Little Sister can see them... But I can show you what Stanley’s trying to hide... When Mother was taken away, Stanley was left in charge of Dionysus Park... He spent all her money, threw these mad parties — it was like he was trying to ruin her..."

"[after saving or harvesting the second Little Sister in Dionysus Park] That’s me, there... I confronted Stanley — said I’d tell Mother what he’d done. He panicked — took me away and sold me to an orphanage. I tried to fight back... I remember biting his hand, but... Father... He’s the reason I was turned into a Little Sister.."

"[after saving or harvesting the last Little Sister in Dionysus Park] With me gone, Father... Stanley just let Mother’s followers turn into animals. When word came that she was returning, he knew they would blame him — so he found a way to silence them all... And now, he’s trying to cover it up..."

"Mother’s not lying this time, Father... He really did it... To both of us."

"[Delta experiences flashbacks to when he was turned into a Big Daddy] This is where they bound us together, Father... Playing God... You were the only good thing that Rapture ever gave me..."

"Father... it's me, Eleanor. I'm so sorry... Mother stopped my heart, long enough to sever our bond. Staying near me won't stop you from dying now... Or worse... [a Little Sister clambers out of a vent] But I can still help you escape! This Little Sister's brought you something that will allow you to take control of her. [the Little Sister presses a finger to her lips, then uses her syringe on Delta. The player suddenly sees through the Little Sister’s point of view] I know this feels a bit strange, Father, but now you can see through her eyes and tell her where to go. This is how I brought you back without Mother catching on. Now... first, let's get you out of here."

"What Mother did to me left me very weak, or I would do this part myself. To save your life, I'm going to have to change... To be like you. From here, you should be able to locate the pieces of a Big Sister suit... Please, bring them to me."

"[while the player is possessing a Little Sister and viewing the world through their brainwashed vision] Ten years, Father, stuck in this... This fever dream. Mother kept me sedated in order to "perfect" my mind with ADAM. To her, the ideal child is a genius, serving the common good without questioning it. You have saved me from that."

"The other Sisters are made from me, in part. As they grow up in Rapture, I feel it all. When you were with the little ones, they trusted you as their father, because of me."

"Mother was right about one thing. I have been watching you, Father, studying the way you have treated others. And now I know who I am..."

"Oh god! She's going to drop this building into the trench... It's miles deep! We have to find Sinclair!"

"This is Sinclair's lifeboat, out the window here. It's our only chance of escape. From what I know of Sinclair, he wouldn't just abandon it..."

"[after Lamb "pleads" with Eleanor to come back to her] Ah, yes... Mother's testing me. One last game. Fortunately, by now I'm the world's foremost expert at breaking her rules... I've made my choice, Father... and if needs be — I'll die for it."

"I was afraid of this. Mother has bombed out the ballast compressors, Father. The lifeboat will be too heavy to launch. Unless... Let me think..."

"Look, Father, I know you may not have wanted a daughter. But love is just a chemical. We give it meaning by choice."

"...We... We've done it, Father — we're launching! Get to the elevator!"

"And then Father, the Rapture dream was over."

"[If the player harvested all the Little Sisters] The Rapture dream is over, and in waking I am reborn. You may not have wanted me Father, but you defined me. You chose to survive, no matter the cost, and I will not let your instincts go to waste. You'll always be with me father, your memories, your drives; when I need you, you'll be there whispering from my shoulder. There is no name for what I am, but the world is about to change. And with your help, they will never see me coming."

"[if the player harvested at least one Little Sister] You made a monster of me, Father, but I wondered why you saved the others. You left me in doubt. Didn't you want me to be like you? I knew I could save you; but if you felt regret, if you wanted me to choose for myself I would have to let you go, to let you die."

"[if the player rescues all of the Little Sisters] The Rapture dream is over, but in waking I am reborn. This world is not ready for me, yet here I am. It would be so easy to misjudge them. You are my conscience Father, and I need you to guide me. You will always be with me now, Father, your memories, your drives. And when I need you, you'll be there on my shoulder whispering. If Utopia is not a place, but a people, then we must choose carefully; for the world is about to change — and in our story, Rapture was just the beginning."

"[into and out of static] Hello? Hello — can you hear me? Your-your signal, it is very faint... [back into static]"

"Ah! At last, a signal! You, who are bringing this dead city to life, listen. My name, it is Tenenbaum. I know who you are. And I am in much need of your help. Please, find me in the Atlantic Express train station."

"In that suit, even the ocean cannot harm you. This is good. But Rapture is the death of many great men. Alone, you will not last long. You can still reach the train station. Find me there."

"Ah, Herr Delta... You arrive, as the Little Ones said you would. Come upstairs to the ticket booth, and I will offer what I know of you."

"Now you know of the enemy we share: Sofia Lamb. The camera in your helmet allows me to watch through your eyes — and help you to fight her."

"Ach, Sofia Lamb is using the Splicers against you. Most Big Daddies are like her slaves, guarding the Little Ones. But someone has awakened you."

"Now: Here is what the children tell me. You are a very old Big Daddy, bonded for life to a single Little One. When you are apart for too long, your body begins to shut down, like a coma. As long as the girl is in Rapture, you are trapped here as well. The name of your Little One is Eleanor Lamb, daughter of Sofia. She is kept at Fontaine Futuristics, on the other side of the city. You must go there and save her... before it is too late."

"Here. In the ticket booth. Press the button so we can speak face to face. [when the player does so, revealing Tenenbaum with the rescued Little Sisters] You see? This is why I must fight Lamb. She is using the new Little Ones for something... So, I have returned to rescue them. If I do not, more children will die for my sins... And the Rapture nightmare will repeat forever."

"Lamb will take this place apart to find you — Please hold back the Splicers until we escape!"

"Thank you. Now... I must leave you, and I am sorry for this. But there are others I must help before the city drowns. This man — Sinclair... He is an ally, and will guide you to Eleanor. Goodbye, Herr Delta... And good luck."

"Well, look at you... A bona fide knight in armor — complete with iron horse. The name's Augustus Sinclair, sport. Esquire. Ol' Tenenbaum an' I share an interest in the ol' Fontaine buildin', the very same place you'll find Eleanor Lamb. I think you an' I can do business. Take the train to Ryan Amusements... I'll see you shortly."

"As you can see, chief, the station here's iced over. To reach Eleanor Lamb at Fontaine Headquarters, we'll have to clear the way. Now, in order to melt that ice, you'll need a Plasmid like a handfull a' hellfire. We used to sell a fine ol' product called "Incinerate" in the amusement park up yonder. Go on and find a way in — I've already been on all the rides."

"You're a rare old model, son — "Alpha Series", I believe. Now, Rapture's full o' scientific wonderments just like you — an' if we can sell 'em to the world at my price, well — curin' your condition oughta be a cakewalk. Once we find Eleanor... The sky's the limit."

"Buyin' Incinerate's gonna cost ADAM — It's a sorta genetic goo that lets you rewrite whatever God gave you. The Little Sisters carry the stuff, as you may recall — so you'll need to locate one. I heard whisperin' near the El Dorado Lounge. Have a look."

"Now, Tenenbaum would have ya turn that Sister human again. You'll get just enough ADAM for our purposes, an' the girls'll likely try to repay ya somehow. But Rapture's a high-stakes town, son — an' she is a jackpot. You just have to be willin' to take it all. You'll harvest more ADAM than the price of one Plasmid... So the rest is gravy. Think about it... Down here, it's your survival or hers."

"[after the player melts the ice blocking the train] Outstandin’, sport. You’re provin’ to be quite a windfall. Now just open the train tunnel from the security booth there, and I’ll come out an’ jump on."

"I like to look a man in the eyes when I give him my word. You and me, kid — we’re goin' places!"

"Lamb's trying to box us in, kid — this is a god-damned city-wide lockdown! To keep the train movin' you need the security override key from the local "governor..." Grace Holloway. She kicked me out of my own hotel down here — the Sinclair Deluxe. Find her, an' get that key."

"Well, sport, I guess Gracie's home... But that big lug just dropped half my damn hotel in your way. Now, to break through that mess, I expect you're gonna have to work out how he got so burly."

"Gracie's got the wrong idea... You're not responsible for turnin' Eleanor into a Little Sister. Big Daddies are just slaves... and you only recently broke free."

"Gracie's room is just up ahead. Now, she's been sendin' all manner o' unkindness your way, so I'm not particular as to ‘’how’’ you take that key away from her... But she's old, an' this grudge against you was based on a misunderstandin'."

"[after the player is offered a choice to either kill or spare Grace] Your call, friend. Gracie's unarmed, for what it's worth."

"Kid? Come on, wake up now... There you are — I thought you rode that torpedo into the great hereafter! I'm in Dionysus Park now... train car's a shambles, leakin' air. Whole damn place is flooded and sealed. But there's a pumpin' station back there in Siren Alley — an' I believe you could jerry-rig it to drain the park out. That'll letcha stroll right inside. Get to those pumps... and hurry."

"Mother o' mercy, I think that was Simon Wales. What's he done to himself? He and his brother were Rapture's architects, but when Doc Lamb came along, Simon got religion. He's got a... Kinda church down in the pumping station. Expect a reckoning when you arrive."

"The Pearl was among the ritziest lodgings in Rapture, but durin' the war the residents put themselves up for sale... Daniel's office is on the top floor, I believe."

"Dionysus Park was owned by Sofia Lamb, chief. Sort of a private retreat for her social experiments. One night it flooded — killin' all her guests. Papers said it was "cult-related". Come on up to the train station, let's rendezvous."

"Well, the good news is, I've located a new train car. But the Station's still locked down, an' we're not alone in here..."

"[about Stanley Poole] Well, I'd say "he's hidin' somethin'" — but he sort o' took the fun outta that one. He's locked in the security booth, however — so we'll have to play along. Find those Sisters."

"When all this is over, an' we're divvyin' up Rapture's bounty, you an' I will be holdin' court on a private island, son. Think of it — each world power on bended knee, holding a bouquet made o' money!"

"This is it, chief... End of the line. If I'm right, Eleanor's momma's usin' ADAM to force all of Rapture's minds an' memories into the poor girl... Lamb reckons it'll make that child a saint. Now, Eleanor's in a deep dark place beneath Fontaine Headquarters... And to keep you alive, we need to sneak in an' find her."

"Hmmm... Gil Alexander... As I recall he was involved in Big Daddy development from the beginning. Likely had something to do with you an' Eleanor, son."

"Alex the Great?! Oh hell, that has to be Gil Alexander, same man who left that message we’re followin'. He sounds mad as a March hare now."

"As I recall from my time doing business with the owners... That Oxy-Fill station out there’s just a front for a kinda hidden passage leadin' down below. If Lamb’s hidin' Eleanor from ya, that’s where she'll be."

"[regarding the insane Alpha Series Big Daddies] Poor things — what a life. Marchin' around playin' Daddy until some Splicer manages to kill off their Sister... And then if the coma doesn't take 'em, they turn maniac... Nothin' left to do but scream. Uh, no offense intended son. We better get you to Eleanor on the double."

"Rebirth, hunh? Sure, you live forever, but minus your body. I like my body, kid. I don't feature the idea of my memories an' personality bein' stored in the head of some saintly child... Like just one more dusty ol' book in the library..."

"Persephone... we're finally here. Find Eleanor, son — and fast. Her momma's got all Rapture dyin' to keep you two apart..."

"That's her, son! Eleanor Lamb. No matter what you may be feelin' right now — this is business. Get that cage open — she's comin' with us!"

"[after being turned into Subject Omega] Kid... Lamb's in my head... I can't help myself... Have to fight just to talk... Left me my goddamn tongue to torture the bomb codes out of me... She wants me to stop you leavin'... I... I'm sorry..."

"Kid... I'm sorry... I've... I've locked you in here... Lamb's makin' me dance on her goddamn strings... I can't stop... you're going to have to break in here an'... An' put me down. Wish there was... Another way... But I'd rather die a man than live like this..."

"Son... I built this place, an' I did rent you out to those Plasmid Trials at Fontaine... An' now now I'm paying for it. Wish I had time to make amends... I — take the lifeboat, it's all yours, just don't leave me like this..."

"When you... When you do me in, kid... Don't blame yourself... I won't be able to stop from tryin' to gun ya down... But it helps to know that you'll stick it to Lamb after... An'... An' let young Eleanor see the sun..."

"[last words] So long... Kid... [coughs] Thank you..."

"I remember you, Monster. You stole Eleanor from me... Twisted that baby girl into a thing so sick it can't even die... And now you come swanning into my neighborhood looking for me? Wrong turn, Tin Daddy. When we hang you from a streetlight, and you're choking out your last... I want you to remember my face."

"Family! That Monster has taken another of our babies for its own. Tin Daddy's hollow like a jail-cell that needs filling, and he will never let her go unless you put him down!"

"The Monster has taken another of our children, Family! It would turn her from us, just as he did to Eleanor! Show this thing what befalls the boogeyman that would sneak into our garden!"

"Eleanor's grown now, Baby-snatcher, even after what you did to her. Dr. Lamb found a way to shape that girl into something perfect, somethin' holy, she's a daughter to us all. Nobody in Rapture will shelter you now."

"The Tin Daddy is not a man — it is half dog and half devil, made by Ryan to condemn our children to walking death!"

"The Baby-snatcher's headin’ up into the hotel, Family. He wants me so that he can get to Eleanor. Tin Daddy feels no guilt, Tin Daddy feels no pain, but we are the family and we can teach him how!"

"Watch'n you hurt shouldn't give me such a lift. But I'm not as clean on the inside as the Doctor. I take my joy when I can."

"Blood divides us, Monster. It's blood that makes us strangers. But thanks to Dr. Lamb, we're all family now. One people, one cause, you can stop this heart, bleed this old body, but you cannot end the Family. And as for you, Tin Daddy, you're dying alone."

"We both die tonight, Monster. I, because your kind has killin' in its nature, and you, because there's no way the Family will let you stroll out alive with that key."

"I know what you're here for. Go on take it... I won't have you touchin' me. Dr. Lamb trusted me to care of her child... And I tried... But Baby Eleanor disappeared. And then one day, I see her walking with you... Lookin' wrong... And when I tried to hold her, you knocked me down, broke my jaw. So I'm ready, baby-snatcher. Come on in and finish the job."

"[Note: the following quotes are spoken if the player chooses to spare her]"

"To hell with you then! Go on!"

"You had me under a gun... Yet you just walk away? No monster alive turns the other cheek. No monster does that. A thinkin’ man does that..."

"I know that Doctor Lamb is no liar, but she's got to be wrong about you. It doesn't seem right now, letting you walk into that bush whack waiting outside. I can't call off the Family, but I can whisper a bit and improve your odds."

"Well, sir — I don't know what to call you now. You've done more than just spare my life, you've opened by eyes. I need to put a few questions to Doctor Lamb."

"I've got the maddening notion that I owe you my life, stranger... Such as it is. I'm sending you a care package to the Pneumo along the way. I'd appreciate it if you didn't tell Doctor Lamb."

"Hear me, O ye who would murder the Lamb of God! Ye shall never reach her garden! [blows up train with a torpedo]"

"The Beast of Ryan lives! Gather the Family!"

"Know this, Beast... Daniel's body may go cold... But his soul rests with the child of the Lamb. You shall roast and blacken in the pit, and it'll be a grieving brother sends you there..."

"Your sin itself marches to meet you, Beast — and its name is Legion!"

"Eleanor Lamb is our salvation, demon... You shall not rob us of our final reward!"

"But the Beast is upon us, children. It wears a hide of iron, and its hands are Death and Change. It would seize the Child from us, and with her, Paradise itself! Be ye soldier of the ground, or angel of the sky, ye must stand fast… and send it howling back to hell!"

"Well, hello, boys! The name's Stan Poole — Rapture Tribune. Quality paper... Before the locals stopped readin' and started findin' uh... Other uses for it... Anyways, I'm looking to cut a deal here, fellas. Come by the train station, I'm here in the booth."

"Now that — see: Lamb knows you're here, but I'm incognito. Thing is, since you've drained out the Park, the Little Sisters are already startin' to, uh, nose around, lookin' for ADAM. And, uh, heh... I can't have that."

"Okay. So, dead men tell no tales, right? Wrong. See, with ADAM involved, every stiff's got a story — and Lamb knows how to read it. If that stuff makes it back to her, I'm an obituary. So I want you to take the story of Dionysus Park... And bury it. Get rid of the Little Sisters for me... your way. Do that, and I'll unlock the station here. Scout's honor."

"[after the player either saves or harvests the first Little Sister in Dionysus Park] "Subject Delta"'s just a serial number, amigo. I did a lot of diggin' on you for a feature once. They used to call you "Johnny Topside" — found the city all on your own in a divin' bell... real shame what they did to ya."

"[after saving or harvesting the second Little Sister in Dionysus Park] Now, you were just a deep sea explorer with iron cojones, pal... the public gave ya the nickname. But Ryan was sure you were a spook. So his people locked you up... erased your damn name! Goodbye Johnny Topside – hello Subject Delta."

"[after saving or harvesting the last Little Sister in the level] That's it! Now all that old dirt stays underground, and Lamb'll be none the wiser! Hey, come on back. I've unlocked the train for ya! But remember, if Lamb catches ya, mum's the word."

"[upon discovering Lamb knew of his betrayal] Sweet Jesus... Lamb knew...? And she just let me hang myself out to... Oh god... Now-now-now c'mon pal, the train's ready, just... Just let me live!"

"October 9th, 1967. Hello. [clears throat] My name is Gilbert Alexander, and by the time you hear this, I will be clinically insane. I-I am recording these diaries in advance, as a... Last-ditch effort to assist anyone I might... Threaten... In, in dealing with me. My next message awaits you beyond the security checkpoint. The bio-scan will ensure that you're sane enough to need it."

"Hello again. I... I have been exposed to a massive dose of substance ADAM. By the time you hear this, I will have armed this facility’s defenses en masse. You, my friend, must therefore penetrate them... And... Kill me. Please believe that if I could have done it myself... Ah... And on that cheery note, you may use the diary lying near this screen to bypass the vocal print locks ahead and enter the security office. The password is... “Agnus Dei.”"

"[presentation recording] Thanks to new Plasmid technologies being developed here at Fontaine Futuristics, anything is possible: the power of the Gods is yours. All of our procedures are quick, painless, and safe."

"Hello again. I must assume by now that you’re willing to help end my life. In exchange, I have prepared a friendly security escort for you. Ah, now... There’s a switch in here which will allow you access to the real laboratories, where... Where what’s left of me awaits you. Please — use it."

"I’m afraid the lights in here sting my eyes terribly now. Until you arrive to deal with me, they will remain off. Please, locate the breakers and flip them, and then return here to restore power."

"Sofia and I knew that to create the first true Utopian would come at a high cost, my friend. We needed someone to be host to all that ADAM... Rapture’s finest minds. A willing subject. That is to say... Myself. [the lights turn on, a glimpse of a grotesque creature can be seen inside the tank as Alex the Great screams in pain] Whatever you may have seen inside the tank, that was indeed me. I fear the fate of Eleanor Lamb will be less physical, but no less grotesque. This tank for deep sea life is the ideal way to... to dispose of me. But first, you must retrieve enough ADAM-infused plant life to lure me out. The slugs feed on the stuff, and it’s... All I seem to want now. I have left a sample here so you know what to look for."

"It is done. The sample disposal button on the panel in front of you will administer a massive jolt of electricity to the tank, more than enough to kill me. Whatever I may say to dissuade you, do not listen. The man whose voice you hear now is long gone. As my mind fades, I find my thoughts turn to the suffering that Eleanor will be made to endure, and I am overcome with pity. But I can only offer my feeble prayers. Perhaps after my death, you can do more. Now please... I ask that you grant me peace. Goodbye, my friend, and thank you."

"He’s STEALING office supplies, the cheeky little bugger! Company ADAM, from company stock — I saw him jab it into his arm! Search him!"

"mr A? IM YOUR IMPLOYER BOY what is my name"

"oh now it remembers too late my friend TOO LATE"

"DISMISSED FIRED AND TERMATED"

"i hope that is distrcutve of you"

"[spots the player] Oho! Come back to line your pockets with more Fontaine ingenuity, have you? Understand, sir, that I am the body corporate! Understand, sir, that I am Alex the Great! A company is an organism, my friend — and I can piss you right back out into the ocean, with just a little squeeze..."

"What’s this? My secretary vouches for you! Delta, eh... You’re one of our old Protectors, yes? You’re a fine product, Delta! Yes, fine product. Built to last. Say, don’t look now, but I believe one of your old colleagues wants to welcome you back to the office!"

"I heard that! My likeness is company property, Delta, just like you are. Don’t make me strip you for parts, me laddo!"

"[singing to jam voice lock] WHEN YOU’RE DOWN IN THE MOUTH AND LIFE’S A PAIN, WEATHERMAN SAYS "HEAVY RAIN"! A LITTLE BOOST IS ALL YOU NEED, AVERAGE JOE TO HERCULES – STRONGER ARM AND SHARPER BRAIN, THAT’S WHY THE FUTURE IS FONTAINE! [laughs manically]"

"Delta... you’re dawdling. The security office is well above your pay grade. If you’re so keen to help, the restrooms need a good scrub. Here’s a clerk or two to help you along!"

"Don’t you dare touch that signal relay, Delta... Its value is ten times your own!"

"I’m very disappointed in you, Delta... Destruction of a Fontaine asset is punishable by summary dismissal! Shall I simplify that for you? Fired! Fired! FIRED!"

"I know what you're up to. You're after my job, aren't you? With your background? Ha! Do you know what class of person we chose for the Alpha Series? Criminals, Delta. You'll be laughed out of the board room! Out of the city!"

"ADAM, Delta! One little jab in the arm, and even a hopeless under performer can be employee of the month! Why, you should know. Look around… Is any of this... Familiar? [a gate rolls up next to the player, revealing a stage and a row of seats] The Rapture consumer is indebted to you, my boy! We ironed kink after kink out of our domestic Plasmid line you, right here... Well, let’s see if you’re staying competitive. Step on up and take the spotlight!"

"Where is you initiative, Delta? Why, in the old days, your antics never failed to amuse! Admittedly, this audience is lacking in joie de vivre, but see if you can’t liven them up."

"Ladies and Gentlemen... Fontaine Futuristics invites you to shed your scepticism, evolve your expectations and dissolve your doubt… As we unveil the revolutionary power of our Home Defense Plasmid Series!"

"A round of applause, please, for Subject Delta and the power of Plasmids! [an Alpha Series Big Daddy is heard roaring] Oh dear, Subject Delta! It looks like you’ve upstaged a fellow demonstrator, and he’s here to steal the show! What will Delta do now, folks?"

"[after defeating the Big Daddy] Still a winner, Delta! The tour was never the same without you! And to think, you were so spliced, you couldn’t stand when we stuffed you into that getup! The Fontaine Family Retirement Plan suits you to a tee, my boy!"

"[after the player destroys all the signal relays] Insubordination! Severance package cancelled! Benefits... Benefits rescinded...I...I... ‘’[bot is destroyed]’’"

"I see you out there, Delta! You want to be top man? You want to sit in the big chair? Well, come and take it!"

"We can’t have you running around the laboratories in you condition!"

"NOTICE TO ALL EMPLOYEES! Subject Delta is hereby dismissed!!! Escort him from the premises!"

"How dare you try to... Buy me out with this... This bribe... This... Pittance. This... Sublime... God damn you, Delta...!"

"You... You don’t have to kill me, Delta... I’m SORRY! Oh pleaase... I will go outside... I will live outside!"

"Don't need no one. I got the ADAM, now I got it all; brawn, brains, the whole bleedin' package!"

"Some thoughts are just wrong. Nasty thoughts. Gotta stomp them thoughts right out!"

"I'm an 'ard man, mate. That's how it is down here: survival of the 'ardest man. Huh…"

"Doctor Lamb says to embrace the man in the mirror. How bloody queer is that?"

"Sander Cohen. There was a man! Sharp suit, good mustache, took no guff!"

"A bleedin' golf club? Who'd have thought? I'm never havin' kids."

"[from trailer] I dreamed of a computer that could think for itself... And using Rapture's technology, I made that dream reality: A machine that can actually think — reason — for itself!"

"Hello? Mister... Sigma? Can you hear me? The name's Porter, Charles Milton Porter. Doc Tenenbaum tells me you're here to help us get the Thinker out of Rapture. It's not going to be easy, but nothing worth doing ever is. You should be able to get inside through an airlock."

"Minerva's Den has been cut off from the rest of Rapture for some time... But not cut off from splicing. Don't let your guard down. The Den's gone dark, but if you can reset the local power relay I'll be able to get the juice flowing from here."

"Reed Wahl... He and I founded Rapture Central Computing together, but the greedy bastard pushed me out years ago. The Splicers, the security... He pulls the strings in Minerva's Den now."

"Sorry I can't be there to meet you in person — you've seen the state of the Den these days. It's the Thinker that's important now, though. I need you to get to the Computer Core and print out a hard copy of The Thinker's machine code."

"Wahl. He was a brilliant engineer — we saw eye-to-eye once, long ago. But the splicing made him paranoid, delusional. He'd murder us both to keep the Thinker here."

"The Lancer is the most technologically advanced Big Daddy that Rapture ever produced. Now it stands between you and the Little Sisters... And if there's anywhere you'll need ADAM to get by, it's Minerva's Den."

"Wahl's become obsessed with perfecting his "predictive equation." The Thinker can do plenty, but tell the future? No... The splicing drove him mad. Wahl can rot here in Rapture for all I care. We'll make a copy of the Thinker and return it to the land of the living."

"I've got a bathysphere at my lab that should be able to get us the hell out of Rapture, but we can't leave just yet: first, we'll need to reprogram a signal beacon. That nutcase Lamb's got the city on lockdown, but a hacked beacon should keep her torpedoes at bay. See what you can find."

"So far, so good. I can feel the sunlight already. Now we just print out the mainframe code from The Thinker's central processor so I can take it to the surface and start to rebuild. Computer Core access is at the end of Ops."

"You're in The Thinker's Core. The code printer is upstairs, in the control booth. Top-level access only: You'll need to confirm your genetic identity to start the printing process."

"[last lines, in a letter left on his wife’s grave] I lived through the Blitz, Pearl — and the fall of Rapture. They took my memory, my voice — everything that made me a man. But nothing ever scared me so much as saying goodbye. I wanted to save you. I couldn’t resist trying to bring you back the only way I knew how. But... You didn’t want that — I know it now. And I think I’m finally ready... To let you go your way. I stand here with sun on my face... And it’s almost like I can feel you smiling. Goodbye, Pearl. I love you more than I’ve got words for. —Milton"

"[first lines] Subject Sigma is approaching Minerva's Den. He must not reach The Thinker. Detonate the tunnel! [tunnel explodes]"

"What steps into Minerva's Den? Porter's newest toy? He wants The Thinker for himself... But you see, old friend... The machine has chosen me."

"Look at you, Sigma. You think that Porter is your ally... But The Thinker knows better. The Thinker... knows!"

"Porter's time is done, friend, and now you collude with this traitor to steal The Thinker away from me? [to himself] "Sigma"... must be removed from the equation."

"[after Sigma destroys the first Lancer Big Daddy] Subject Sigma rises above the pack, hmm? A futile gesture before the all-knowing Thinker."

"Do what you will with the girls. Twist your body with ADAM... The Thinker's perfect equation accounts for all possibilities."

"How does it feel to know that your grand purpose is foretold by a machine? The numbers know already what will happen. As I tell you this, will it affect the outcome...? Eh, I'm not so much holding my breath."

"The machine's prediction accounts for your every act... Until you reach the Thinker's core. The equation... Simply ends! I will not let such an error come to pass!"

"Sigma! You show such loyalty to a proven traitor. What is Porter to you? A convenient excuse to disrupt my work? Or something... More? I am curious, I must admit... But not enough to let you live."

"Make yourself at home, Sigma! Soon you also will be rusting here among the trash — used up by Porter, and tossed on the heap."

"I read to you now from the machine's prediction. "Sigma enters Minerva's Den. Encounters hostility." "Sigma enters Wahl's chambers." You see? The Thinker has chosen me! It does not care what I once did!"

"Porter worries you with Sofia Lamb's torpedoes? Hah! He fills your head with foolish visions of freedom. I can provide you more immediate concerns."

"The equation is nearing its conclusion, Sigma. The answers... Lie in the Core! The Thinker is waiting for you, Sigma! And so am I..."

"What is driving you into the Core, Sigma? What COMPELS you to defy The Thinker's equation?"

"Is it your deep love for Porter and for Tenenbaum? Huh! You hardly know them, Sigma! You have never... even... Met them!"

"Ryan's secret police came for Porter, long ago. And now he has... Reappeared in Minerva's Den? A man sent to Persephone does not just open his cell door and walk home..."

"I've tried to keep you from the heart of the machine! You did not listen! When the pangs of familiarity sting you, my friend... You will have only yourself to blame."

"Porter! You have forced my hand! You see?! The Thinker is shut down! That leaves only two variables: You, and me. The equation... Ends... Here!"

"Your moment has come, old friend! I stand before you, the trusted partner who put a knife in your back. Do not disappoint me!"

"Mainframe reactivated. Confirming user's genetic identity. Genetic identity confirmed: Alpha Series Subject Sigma. Former identity: Charles... Milton... Porter. [in Porter’s voice] Welcome back, Milton. [abruptly changes to the Thinker’s voice] Ending personality duplication. Subject: Charles Milton Porter."

"H... Herr Sigma! It is Dr. Tenenbaum! With the computer disabled, Minerva's Den is falling to pieces! No pressure regulation, no air supply! You must defeat Wahl and bring The Thinker back to full power."

"[after defeating Wahl] Quickly, take the Administrator Punchcard from Wahl's body and reactivate The Thinker!"

"You see now why I let the machine speak for you, Mr. Porter. We needed a voice that would be familiar... Comforting. Your own. With that copy of The Thinker's programming, we may return to the surface... And use it to restore you to the man you once were. Please, collect the print-out and meet me at the bathysphere dock. Take your time, Mr. Porter. I'll be waiting."

"The Thinker never gave up on you, Mr. Porter. It could not leave you behind. Please, step up to the console and begin the bathysphere launch sequence. We have much work ahead of us."

"Come now, into the vessel. Our work together is only beginning."

"Sarah Bolger - Eleanor Lamb"

"Fenella Woolgar - Sofia Lamb"

"Doug Boyd - Augustus Sinclair"

"Anne Bobby - Brigid Tenenbaum"

"Jodelle Ferland - Little Sisters"

"Sheryl Lee Ralph - Grace Holloway"

"Richard Poe - Simon Wales"

"Graham Rowat - Daniel Wales"

"Bill Lobley - Stanley Poole"

"John Hillner - Gil Alexander/"Alex the Great""

"Carl Lumbly - Charles Milton Porter"

"Keith Szarabajka - Reed Wahl"

"And that was the end of everything. But it was also a beginning."

"Whether we wanted it or not, we've stepped into a war with the Cabal on Mars. So let's get to taking out their command, one by one. Valus Ta'aurc. From what I can gather he commands the Siege Dancers from an Imperial Land Tank outside of Rubicon. He's well protected, but with the right team, we can punch through those defenses, take this beast out, and break their grip on Freehold."

"I don't even have time to explain why I don't have time to explain."

"Evil so dark it despises other evil."

"I was not forged in light. But I believe where our paths cross, ground...could break."

"My path's my own."

"Ah, yes. The Awoken. Out there, wavering between the Light and the Dark. A side should always be taken, little light. Even if it's the wrong side."

"It's a day for pretty speeches and medals. But we know the real fight takes place out there."

"All ends are beginnings."

"Another one of these hardened military systems... And a few centuries of entropy working against me."

"Welcome to the last safe City on Earth -- the only place the Traveler can still protect. It took centuries to build. Now... we're counting every day it stands."

"Why is the right place always so terrifying?"

"Access key? I don't need an access key. is more complicated."

"Its Us! He's carrying the fuel cell!"

"Often, when we guess at others' motives, we reveal only our own."

"Sylok, the Defiled, thirsts for your Light."

"Taniks has no House. He kneels before no banner, owes allegiance to no Kell. He is a murderer, and very good at what he does. I have been tracking him since Wolves broke their chains, yes? Now Taniks works for Wolf Pack, but not for long."

"There are many tales, told throughout the City to frighten children. Lately those tales have stopped. Now... the children are frightened anyway."

"For centuries we feared the forces of Darkness massing against us. We sought to hide and cower beneath a broken god. No more. These Guardians show us what we are, what we have always been and what we will be again. We are what remains of the Light and we will not be stamped out."

"Our legend spoke of a great journey beneath the stars. Safe in our holes and mines we ignored these old tales. But then the Great Quake creaked our holes open revealing ancient secrets and relics. Those unknown relics carried our patterns, our images, hints of a hidden past. We took them and fled the destruction seeking a new life on the surface. Now the legends and relics of our past show the way to our future. The journey will be dangerous, sometimes deadly, but we go forth without fear or ignorance, for "courage" and "knowledge" are the bywords of the Vaulters."

"It's coming... I am convinced. Now, I must convince the others. We have seen the longer winters... We have felt the limits of the Sharing. Our planet is changing, we must change with it. We must leave the forest, start again, explore and reach out. We must find new ways. Adapt. Learn. For if not... we will perish. And that will not happen while I wear the crown."

"We were different, once. We fought, drank, an loved as mortal beings. But our world changed and we faced a stark choice: Alter our bodies, or perish. Yet "survival" is not the same as "life". Now we are prisoners of the armor that binds us and the Dust that sustains us. We must drain Dust, drain energy, or die... Where is our honor now, Lords of the Amber Plains? And what matters more -- to reclaim our honor, or sustain our bodies?"

"The colony was everything. They were born as one, they fought as one and they died as one... driven by their hunger. But I hunted for something more... I stole the sentience of an ancient power and saw a greater purpose. For we were the first; Auriga is our planet. And I will turn our hunger against those trespassers who would take it from us. One day, we will reign supreme on Auriga. And we will gaze up at the stars, still hungry..."

"I am many things, I have been many things. Warm and green, cold and gray. Devastated and dying. Now I am alive again, but I fear my new children imitate the old ones. Some claim the mountains or the forests, or build fortresses on the plains. They begin to mistrust, and prepare for war. Still, I love them as as only a mother can. And now I fear for them. I feel the winds of change begin to blow... And this time it may be an all-out storm. I pray that my children will weather this tempest; for nothing is immortal, and one day they may have to survive without me."

"They are weak. They are soft. They writhe in supposed discomfort at minor penances that the faithful would not even notice. Their sloth will be their undoing; without the pain, they cannot touch the power. Use your eyes! Or I will remove them in atonement. See that Auriga herself writhes in anguish -- as we all should. Join me in contrition and mortification such as Auriga has never seen. Together we will embrace the agony, and make it our servant."

"The Endless broke us when they broke themselves. Now we are few and many that remain are of little use. Yet our purpose still drives us; even death cannot be allowed to stop us. We must find new converts, new servants, who will help us fulfill the great oaths we took so long ago. They will not only be our hands and our eyes, they will be the sword and the shield of our armies that will bring the Eternal End. First upon Auriga, and then across the universe."

"Can you not see it? The End is near. Auriga is infested with foolish creatures who look at tomorrow as if they will live forever. They do not understand that none will survive... unless. From ignorance springs curiosity. From wilderness surges civilization. From barrenness grows exchange. From savagery arises bravery. As of today I see none who might lead this planet to its salvation. Unless..."

"They thought they would silence me forever. I fade colder and darker... Yet I have never felt so alive. I feel my senses, my Guardians coming back to life. They contain so much power, so much hope, but something is different... Will they be my saviors or the tools of my destruction?"

"Ages ago we were banished by our kin. In fear and shame they turned their backs on us, closing the door. We survived on a world gone mad by embracing the madness. Thus shadow and silence became our allies, and they made us strong. Now the time for payment of ancient debts has come. The price will be high. And we will be paid in full."

"Oh Children, don't you roam at night. For shadows wait beyond the light. They lurk in the darkness, grim and wild. Hunting for a foolish child. If they catch you, close your eyes. To not see what before you lies. Fear my children, fear them now. As they will get you anyhow."

"You beings fixed, inflexible and slow, are not true Aurigans and do not see... That She, our Mother, as her life ebbs low, shall be delivered by the Allayi. For we, who change, adapt and persevere, will fight for Her survival come what may. So heed these dire warnings most sincere, for ruin comes to those who bar our way."

"Now, I am alive again... And again... Can't this just stop? My oceans and mountains are frozen... I feel... I'm drifting. Look at them, Picking, plucking, reaping! Maybe they are here for me? To heal me. Maybe they are here... To end my torment? For good."

"Marines do not fear the cold, the dark, or the enemy."

"Though not in the least a religious man, he is known to recite some sort of phrase or prayer at the end of each successful battle - a mystery whose secret even his closest lieutenants have not unraveled."

"His rage burned brighter and brighter, until one day in its incandescence he struck out of his birthplace, seeking vengeance."

"The insatiability was agonizing rather than merely annoying, and drove it to constant foraging or constant battle in order to feed. Driven to eat its own young, that act - forbidden except in times of urgent desperation - made it an outcast from its hive."

"A gift to the gods, an Appeasement of Agony to pay for our sins of weakness."

"It is said that the worst way to die is to burn."

"Hear... Feel... Think."

"Crystal bearer... I am Hydaelyn. All made one."

"Go forth, my child, and be as a beacon of hope for Eorzea and the lands beyond, through all the days of thy life."

"Take the flower. Walk free. For you are free─to go where you wish. To believe what you will."

"In darkness seek joy. Surrender not to sadness, and see beyond despair. Walk free, and bear the light for others to follow."

"Yet rather than attain a sense of mastery, the more I understood, the more I came to hold the world and its miracles in awe. We too are miracles, each and every one of us. Born of the warm breath of life that traverses the heavens, swirling through eternity."

"You, who are our future... Tell me this and tell me true. Has your journey been good? Has it been worthwhile?"

"Lands that stretch on forever. Skies one could drown in. The heartbeat of nature, silent yet strong. And amidst it all, a people. Beacons of light and life. Laughter that warmed my heart like naught else before. They are my meaning and my purpose. My love. In spite of...or perhaps because of this, I choose to believe. In mankind's potential. In his ability to find a way forward. So let there be no way back. From that temptation I sunder us. No more shall man have wings to bear him to paradise. Henceforth, he shall walk."

"All is excruciating pain. I breathe fire and torment. I birth a world of suffering, to mire and plague. In one fleeting moment, lives come and go, ever moving towards the unknown. And in that fleeting moment, they cry for the answer to the question: Why, given life, are they meant to suffer. To die... As fragmented, imperfect beings, yours is a never-ending quest. A quest to find your purpose, knowing your end is assured. To find the strength to continue, when all strength has left you. To find joy, even as darkness descends... And amidst deepest despair, light everlasting."

"Alas, the question I posed to thee in Elpis hath remained unanswered these long years. I would hear thy response, Warrior of Light, shouldst thou emerge victorious."

"Darkness and Light. Despair and hope. As goeth one, so goeth the other. Become Light. Become hope."

"Long, after I am gone, though not even my soul remaineth... My love will be with you forever, my dearest children."

"Yes, no cat must go uncuddled!"

"It's fiiine. Just work your magic! Magicks. Whichever."

"...This is another one of those moments where it really doesn't matter what I have to say, isn't it?"

"You name it, I've been punched by it."

"It requires equal levels of passion and patience."

"Take a shower, stinky."

"The... the Scions of the Seventh Dawn labor for Eorzea's salvation. Whenever the realm is threatened, be it by primal, Ascian, Garlean or any other, we take up arms in her defense, that all in Eorzea may live to see a brighter tomorrow."

"We are family in all but name, my lord. Though we share no blood, we have stood by each other through life's many challenges, resolved to prevail together─or not at all."

"I have borne witness to many such miracles at your side, and would do so again. This is but another obstacle in the road. So come, let us travel it. Drag me though wonder and danger, as you are wont to do, and I shall endeavor not to slow you down."

"We define our worth, not the circumstances of our creation!"

"If this journey has taught me anything, it is the importance─and difficulty─of holding to one's convictions in the face of failure...of striving always to replace one's ignorance with knowledge."

"I must trust in myself to do what is right. As others have chosen to trust in me. So I will continue as I always have, weighing the consequences of my every action, and allowing my hope for the future to inform my decisions."

"Ours is not a kind world, but it is beautiful. Always."

"And yet...no matter how many worlds have met their ends, with you and Alisaie beside me, there is nothing I fear. No ocean so vast I cannot cross."

"Well, this is it. The end of the path, and the beginning of whatever awaits. There will be greater hardships. We may be made to feel powerless. Yet come what may, let us have no regrets. No, let us have pride in what we have achieved. In what we achieved, and how it changed us for the better... That's worth fighting for. And dying for. As they did..."

"Though no weapons are drawn, a negotiation is no less a battle, and the stakes can be every bit as high. One misplaced word and people could die. It takes someone with a cool head, and I'll be the first to admit that's not me."

"Our worlds may not live up to your lofty standards... But they are our worlds! Our homes! Full of life and love and hope! And we won't stand by and let you destroy them!"

"How can you even entertain such thoughts!? You owe your life to the Warrior of Light, and you don't get to die unless he/she says so."

"Alphinaud! I'm about to do a great many stupid and reckless things. Watch my back, would you?"

"I could do with a little rampage myself."

"Speeches? Oh, yes, I love them. There's nothing like a good exposition when you're having trouble sleeping!"

"So, this is it. Whatever I choose to do from now on, I do as Lyse. ...And I choose to continue my family's fight. I want Ala Mhigo to be the country that Yda and my father always wanted it to be!"

"It looks like centuries of fear and mistrust really can't be washed away in a day. But someone has to make an effort at reconciliation if these conflicts are ever going to end."

"Give Tataru a hug from me, all right?"

"Well met, friend. My name is Minfilia, and I lead the Scions of the Seventh Dawn."

"Is aught amiss?"

"Pray, return to the Waking Sands."

"May you walk in the light of the Crystal."

"Yet remember this: however glorious the past, it is the hero's lot to be judged on the deeds of the present."

"There exist myriad barriers that divide us—those of race and nation, language and creed, to name but a few. Such barriers serve to isolate us from our neighbors...yet they also serve to define who we are. Shorn of them, there would be little to distinguish one from another, and the rich variety of our lives would give way to sterile orthodoxy. These barriers can never truly be broken down, of course—not so long as there is liberty in the world—but they can be transcended!"

"The path we now embark upon is perilous, but I pray you will walk with us to the end. For those we have lost. For those we can yet save."

"Please, Mother Hydaelyn! Hearken to our plea! Lend us Your divine Light! Why can You not hear us? Do our words no longer reach you?!"

"If ever you should falter, remember this: no one, however powerful, is immune to the whisperings of doubt and despair. Do not give in to them, but do not deny them either. Look instead to the light within, that you may continue to serve as a beacon to others."

"It is precisely when things appear to be proceeding according to plan that we must needs steel ourselves for impending danger."

"Lady Lilira, for all our sakes, please... stay out of harm's way. As for you, my friend... for Lilira's sake, please stay in harm's way!"

"(Brass Blade: You'd best come along with us.) You invite me to your party then you ask me to leave? I do so detest receiving mixed signals."

"And there you have it. Our friend is too stubborn to die."

"This is Thancred. The explosives are in place."

"Hmm.... how very convenient."

"(To Magnai) I am... not interested, little sun. Try again when you have become a man."

"In prophecy are a myriad truths concealed. The eye of man decreeth which shall be revealed."

"To say more would endanger the plan, for ignorance is your shield."

"'Tis oft said truth is a matter of perspective. Yet upon this matter, there can be but one truth. I only pray it is not his."

"[...] for the world is a tapestry of fates, interwoven and inseparable, and we who strive to better it cannot choose but make difficult decisions. For naught of worth was ever achieved without sacrifice. And thus must man ever struggle to weigh life against loss."

"Thou needst but have faith. Have faith and all will be well."

"Deep in the desert of my heart,♪ A lonely flower blooms...♪ Yearning for the heavens above♪ To quench my thirst for you.♪ Trololololo～lololo～♪"

"From the simple pleasures of tucking into a hearty meal or...or collapsing into a comfortable bed... To the grand triumphs of visiting legendary lands or finding true love─you deserve all the joy in the world. There is so much that life has to offer. So much to be treasured and shared with those we hold dear. So promise me this: come what may, you won't give up on your own happiness. When you're out there, fighting tooth and nail, it's all too easy to forget. But in the end, your passions will be your greatest strength of all. Remember that."

"Damn it all, we need champions to replace those we lost... But such thoughts are worse than worthless. Time is short, and none will save us, save ourselves."

"Reckless, the lot of you—like bloody pirates! Well, I won't waste my breath trying to talk you 'round... On account of being a pirate myself. And a pirate who shrinks from a challenge is no pirate at all!"

"Is that all!? O Lady of the Vortex! O mighty Garuda! Of all primals, the most terrible. I say again...IS─THAT─ALL!?"

"I have given you nothing, Praefectus. You have earned it. That will be all. Dismissed."

"Tell me...for whom do you fight? Hmph! Do you believe in Eorzea? Eorzea's unity is forged of falsehoods. Its city-states are built on deceit. And its faith is an instrument of deception. It is naught but a cobweb of lies. To believe in Eorzea is to believe in nothing."

"And when the dust of battle settles, it is ever the strong who dictate the fate of the weak. [...] Only a man of power can rightly steer the course of civilization. And in this land of creeping mendacity, that one truth will prove its salvation."

"Such devastation... This was not my intention..."

"I will slumber within the Syrcus Tower until then, to greet those with the means to open the gates. But yours lie outside of these doors. Go. Create a future where hope reigns, and the tragedies of the past are but memories."

"How many years have come and gone since that day? How many years have I waited for this moment. For the one who stood alone against the storm...For the one they called...the Warrior of Light."

"This tragedy, greater even than the Seventh Umbral Calamity, must be undone. If history must be unwritten, let it be unwritten. Become what you must. Become...the Warrior of Darkness."

"Now... now I have you! Stay with me! Focus on my voice! Let expanse contract, eon become instant... Throw wide the gates so we may pass!"

"Though it meant depriving a world of its champion, I had to try─for in saving the First, you would bring salvation to the Source as well. But what manner of host harangues his guest in the middle of the road? Let us continue our talk within the Crystarium."

"Despite appearances, I am an old man─one burdened with many...difficult memories, some too painful to recall."

"But whatever it is you decide to do, I have every confidence that you will do well. For you have the strength to forge your own path. You will leave countless lives better than you found them, and the souls you touch will never forget your kindness. Then, in trying times, when you question your worth and your choices, they will raise their voices to remind you of the difference you have made. And thus will your deeds come to affirm your path. Remember this."

"Then...I would ask him/her about his next adventure. And if he/she should wish me to be a part of it, oh...how happy it would make me. Together, we would travel the lands and cross the seas and take to the skies upon the eternal wind... My heart swells simply to imagine it."

"Who would choose to remain here, in this dying realm, when they might go elsewhere and begin anew? Not I. And thus...thus did I use you!"

"At journey's end, an opportunistic thief makes off with the hero's prize. A paltry way to end a chapter, I concede. Yet your tale will continue, and my role in it will scarcely be remembered."

"Thank you for fighting for this world. For believing. Fare well, my friend─my inspiration."

"People cried out in despair, "There is no hope. We are finished. Mankind is finished". Then others raised their voices in answer. "Though we be beyond salvation, those who came before may yet be saved. We will forge a crossroads, and pave the way for a different future. By the wisdom of our forebears we will prevent this Calamity from ever having come to pass"."

"The Warrior of Light has been our unbroken thread. Where others would stumble and fall, he/she would rise above. Where others would break and run, he/she would carry on. The Warrior of Light's tale is one of unyielding bravery. To tell it was to feel courage; to hear it was to feel hope. It was a breath of inspiration in an age of suffocating shadow."

"Let expanse contract, eon become instant! Champions from beyond the rift, heed my call!"

"The glory of the heavens was ever beyond the grasp of those who never thought to reach for it. But if I've gained anything from all of this, it is the courage to stretch out my hand. Do you hear me, G'raha Tia? This is no time for sleeping!"

"One of the brave souls who saw me delivered unto the First once said...that the world shall ever have a place for tales of heroism, so long as we have need of inspiration in our lives."

"In such company, I felt as if I were a character in the epic tales that had stirred my heart as a boy. As if my dream had come true... It hadn't, of course, for I was no hero. Neither then nor after. [...] There was, however, one thing of which I was certain: that I could not bear to let those dear to me meet a tragic end."

"Your ill-begotten power, obtained by exploiting that which is best in us... I shall have it, your soul and all!"

"Promise me you'll take me on your next adventure. A journey. Together. That's all I ask."

"If I were to tell you that this isn't the end─that we will meet again─would you believe me?"

"When I was a boy, many long years ago, I yearned to stand tall as the heroes of eld. But like a fool seeking to pluck the star from the heavens, my every attempt to reprise their deeds fell short... And then, one day, an all but forgotten dream from my youth stood before me, in the flesh. So it was that a new adventure began..."

"Never─in the past, present, or future─have I found only happiness. To live is to be ever beset by hardships great and small. Yet it is in adversity we find the strength to strive for the next moment of peace, and the next, no matter what trials we face."

"Time and time again, it seems that Allagan something-or-other are either the cause of or the solution to our problems."

"Life is a series of journeys, my friend, and there's no telling what awaits us on the long road. But what's important is to be true to yourself as you walk it. Only then can we hope to be content when we arrive at the end of one─and step forward into another."

"One life for one world. A fair exchange─wouldn't you agree?!"

"We fought and we fought and we fought...until there was no one left to fight. We won...and now our world is being erased from existence."

"We did everything right, everything that was asked of us and still─still it came to this!"

"You were summoned to save the First? A waste of time. This world is beyond saving─like those who try to save it."

"I don't remember when it was that I learned regret wasn't worth the bother. You get numb to it all over the years. The lost comrades, the broken promises, the abandoned principles─just more nagging burdens to ignore."

"Why did you spare me? Why? What have I done to deserve this mercy!?"

"All of which is a long way of saying: don't make a choice that leaves you alone. Nothing is worth that─especially not eternity."

"I was afraid to do anything more than watch for fear of making things even worse... But no longer. After all, the path I once walked is now yours to finish."

"I am not normally one for hollow posturing, but in this game of nations, such gestures carry weight."

"He has given his all for liege and land, and we will ask no more."

"I shall make of Doma a land where children laugh and none need live in fear."

"Man should fight for the joy of it. To live, to eat, to breed─lesser beasts snap and howl at one another for this. Only man has the wisdom and the clarity to embrace violence for its own sake. For we who are born into this merciless, meaningless world, have but one candle of life to burn."

"Would you be “happier” had I a “good reason”? (Jullus: What?) If my motives met with your approval, would you no longer resent the outcome?"

"Duty...honor...morality...all constructs of convenience, when put to proof."

"Ask any creature of this star and those above for answers, and they will tell you what suits their fancy. And they would be right to do so. What meaning there is to be found in the petty vicissitudes of your existence must be gleaned by you and you alone."

"You mean to return. To the world, where you are hailed as a hero. Hear me then. Not as a hero, but as simply… you. As I learned in Ala Mhigo, you are a formidable foe. Stronger than any I have ever faced. Against you, I need bring my all to bear. I need burn through the candle of my life. This is the sole pleasure I know, and it is the sole pleasure I have to share. And so I come before you. To issue challenge and offer singular bliss. If you wish to walk away, I will not stop you. You value life. You do not burn yours save for reasons you deem worthy. Reasons such as those which brought you here. The salvation of a world and its people. The motives of a hero true. But there is more to you than that. You know this to be true. As surely as you know the thrill of pushing your body and soul to their limits. Of confronting ever-mightier foes, dancing ever closer to the precipice wondering if this will be the one to finally, finally… fill the void. Such pleasures, you seek for their own sake, and no other reason. Is this not so… adventurer?"

"A test of your reflexes!"

"You came from beyond, didn't you!? From beyond the rift! How wonderfully exciting! What a brave and reckless and marvelous thing you did! You've the heart of a pixie, you do!"

"You're late! Late, late, late! I've been waiting for you to summon me ever since you came here! Waiting and waiting and waiting! But my sapling didn't so much as utter my name! Such a heartless thing he/she is! Cold and cruel and heartless!"

"We fae folk live forever, but such is not your virtue. To strive for a dream you will never see─to sow seeds that others might one day taste the fruits of your garden─that is the beauty of your kind. Burn bright and shine as only you can."

"[Rejoice and revel, for the Kingdom of Rainbows is forever young.]"

"Your kind is always so preoccupied with what lies ahead, and so we muddle your vision with fog and glamour. But such trickery is easy to see through. Stand very, very still. Think not of where you need to go, but where you are right now at this moment. At this time, in this place..."

"If you mean to impersonate a toad, try studying the real thing. And don't try to fool an expert."

"I am Lahabrea of the Ascians, servant to the one true god."

"The hour is at hand! Behold but a sliver of my god's power! And from the deepest pit of the seven hells to the very pinnacle of the heavens, the world shall tremble! Unleash Ultima!"

"No lands must remain beyond our grasp. Go forth. Conquer. Rule."

"I should be the one to sigh."

"I am Solus zos Galvus, founding father of the Garlean Empire. And, under various guises, the architect of myriad other imperially inclined nations. As for my true identity... I am Emet-Selch. Ascian."

"Just once...might we not seek to find common ground? For good or ill, I am immortal. Provided I have the inclination, I can always begin anew. Scheme and conspire to my heart's content."

"So come. Shed your preconceptions. See beyond the unscrupulous villains you take us for."

"You've committed the cardinal sin of boring me. And so I retire to the shade."

"(Offering his aid to retrieve Y'shtola from the Lifestream) Once you've found a likely spot, all you need do is whistle. You do know how to whistle, don't you, hero? Just put your lips together and blow. Well, what are you standing around here for? Get searching! You do want to save her, don't you?"

"(After Emet-Selch retrieves Y'shtola from the Lifestream) What a touching reunion that was. It fair brought a tear to the eye. But as we both know, such tender moments are nothing if not momentary. Before long, they will remember their many differences, and return to squabbling."

"Really. I have no need of deception─and even if I did, I assure you: you would find it quite indistinguishable from the truth."

"But conquest is the easy part. The true challenge begins once the dust has settled─quenching the glowing embers of animosity and maintaining a semblance of peace. This requires the conqueror to treat the conquered with dignity, and the conquered to let bygones be bygones. A difficult feat to achieve."

"What? You thought ancient beings like us incapable of crying? Well, rest assured that if your heart can be broken, then so can mine!"

"Alas, it is not your grand scheme that will succeed, but ours."

""There is no hope! We are finished! Mankind is finished!" Ahhh, the irony. What Vauthry achieved through bliss, you will achieve through despair. But I have overstayed my welcome. I shall look forward to seeing you bring the world to its knees, hero."

"You think it unfair that you are subject to suffering? That your lives will be sacrificed for the ancients? Look at me! I have lived a thousand thousand of your lives! I have broken bread with you, fought with you, grown ill, grown old! Sired children and yes, welcomed death's sweet embrace. For eons have I measured your worth and found you wanting! Too weak and feeble-minded to serve as stewards of any star!"

"You cannot be entrusted with our legacy. I will bring back our brethren. Our friends. Our loved ones. The world belongs to us and us alone."

"Behold, the coming oblivion. 'Twas the end of our era, and the beginning of our great work."

"And lo, vile beasts did rise, / Leaving naught in their wake but blood and ash. / Thus did the first doom befall us. / It would not, however, prove the last. / For soon did the sun bend low, scorching earth and boiling seas. /Thus did the second doom break us. / Yet it was neither claw nor flame, but our very sins- /Stacked to the heavens where they took root, corrupting its halls— / Thus did the third doom undo us."

"Fool. Who are you? No one. Nothing. Once I have reclaimed my heritage, my first act will be to expunge your stain from history's weave. My world will have no need for heroes."

"And you! Why waste your final moments in futile defiance? Weary wanderer─you've no fight left to fight! No life left to live!"

"The victor shall write the tale, and the vanquished become its villain!"

"But come! Let us cast aside titles and pretense, and reveal our true faces to one another! I am Hades! He who shall awaken our brethren from their dark slumber! Show me your "vaunted" strength. And I shall expose the lie of your fragmented existance!"

"Behold, a sorcerer of eld! Tremble before my glory!"

"My dormant bretheren, dream now of a dark tomorrow... By our gathered might must we reclaim these vain reflections. In Zodiark's name, I beseech you!"

"Should I surrender this fight, what will become of it all...? What will become of our triumphs? Our hopes? Our...our despair? What of this anguish which yet burns in my breast even after the passing of eons? No, no, no! I will not let it all be for naught!"

"Remember... remember us... Remember... that we once lived..."

"Herein I commit the chronicle of the Traveler. Shepherd to the stars in the dark. Though the world be sundered and our souls sent adrift, where you walk, my dearest friend, fate shall surely follow. For yours is the Fourteenth seat - the seat of Azem."

"In uncertain times, naught but the simplest words of wisdom will suffice. That which lives is destined to die. Love leads to loss. Every beginning has an end. Treasure every moment, every step of your descent. And there in the depth where souls and stars rest─find your truth."

"The thought of having to bear such a burden for a thousand thousand lives horrifies me. But I would never forsake my duty! I would never forsake my brethren! You do not know me! I've had my fill of your fiction. I will return to my duty...and you will not bother me again."

"Even now, I do not believe your tale. I would not suffer us to walk such a wretched path. Still, if it must be said... Do not squander it. The legacy I leave you."

"And so, as a show of respect to the last of us, I make this declaration. You will not end our journey. That is our answer! The answer of all lives of Etheirys, past and present!"

"But more than that, the future you seek is not the past we loved. That is why we fought. And why I lost. But though you defeated me, my ideals are inviolate. Invincible."

"Spare me your pity. I have no use for it. If you would do something for me - save our star."

"Tell me, have you been to the ruins beneath the waters of the Bounty? Or the treasure islands beyond the frozen waters of Blindfrost, in Othard's north? The fabled golden cities of the New World? The sacred sites of the forgotten peoples of South Sea Isles? What about Meracydia, the southern continent? Do you know aught of its present state of affairs? I thought not. Even of your little Eorzea, you know precious little. The true identities of the Twelve, for instance. All of which is to say: expand your horizons. Go forth and seek discovery. Some of the civilizations in the reflections will surprise you. As the bearer of Azem's crystal, you may consider it duty to see at least that much. I certainly did."

"I am Elidibus, emissary─bearer of the word of the one true god. And we shall meet again."

"Has the laws of man grown so twisted in my absence that it is now permitted to lay hands upon an emissary?"

"And you would remember us? You do forget yourselves. There is no common ground to be found between you and I. Nor do I require any. I have my duty."

"(as "Ardbert") But this land is our home. And if it is to remain so, now and forevermore, it is we who must protect it. The time to rely on saviors from afar has passed. It is you who must rise. You who must become the new Warriors of Light!"

"You who have murdered my brothers─who have taken their selfless labors in service to the one true world and turned them to ash. I see you for what you are. You are death, and only in death shall you serve any purpose."

"Ere long I will come for you, Warrior of Darkness. And I will save the world."

"For Elidibus is my name. And my mission. Guiding my every deed."

"I am Elidibus! And it is my duty to steer mankind and the very star upon their true course. This I swore to...to someone. We spoke, and I swore...what? What did I...? This pain, this torment...is nothing! No more than must be suffered to deliver the world from its doom! No more than any of you malformed creatures have known! Even should you lose all that is dear to you. Even should it cost you your life... You bear the burden and fight on, kicking and screaming until your last breath is spent!"

"No! NO! It will not end here! Champions from beyond the rift, heed my call! The time is come to deliver your brethren from darkness! My heart's sole desire is a world free of sorrow. Join with me now in hope and prayer...for the salvation of all!"

"An invocation of eld... Though not Hydaelyn's making... What are you? No─it matters not! You are the enemy, and you will fall! Even should it cost me everything, I will not forsake my duty!"

"To me, Warriors of Light! I am salvation given form... Mankind's first hero...and his final hope! For victory, I render up my all!"

"My people. My brothers. ...My friends. Stay strong. Keep the faith. At duty's end, we will meet again. We will. We will. The rains have ceased, and we have been graced with another beautiful day. But you are not here to see it."

"You cannot reshape the past to undo the tragedies of the present. Cannot unmake the sorrow and suffering fated to come. In full knowledge of this, will you still entrust your life to your foe and make the journey?"

"Why are you surprised? Did I not say this would be my final act? Lord Zodiark is no more. There's nothing for me here. The ones I love and long to see again are waiting. In that promised land, beyond memory and dream... Now go, Warrior of Light. Go...and do not look back."

"Well, Hydaelyn. I take my leave of You. Yours is the mantle of the last of us. May You have...the joy of it. The burden...and the solitude. It falls to You now─You and Your champion─to save our star."

"The people of your time call this the aetherial sea-a name I quite enjoy. For it teems with life, every soul a star on its journey."

"Isildaure: Our journeys are not ended by the attainment of riches or fame. It is an unquenchable thirst for the unknown that drives us into the wilds time and again. Even if I explored the world for a thousand years, I would never grow weary of this life."

"Cocobezi: But should your arcane conflagrations ever fail you, remember my last line of defense: unabashed sobbing."

"Yuyuhase: Pray do not take it personally, my friends. You are the victims of harsh economic conditions."

"Lina Mewrilah: I may or may not have overheard our friend the dramaturge utter the word "fetch" a time or three during your last conversation. Don't let it discourage you. I know these tasks would be far from simple were it not for the trust you have fostered with the people of some half-dozen nations."

"No would-be hero could fail to answer this call. For who among us does not yearn for salvation?"

"Knowledge seeks no man."

"Curtis: Spoken like a true patriot. But liberty should not be the end in of itself. Liberty is the chance to build something better. A stronger, more prosperous home for our people. It's not quick or easy work, and it is never truly finished─but if you neglect it, then sooner or later, you look up to find you've traded one tyrant for another."

"Curtis: Dying is easy, soldier. Living is harder. Rest. Mend. Regain your strength. You'll need it in the days to come...and mayhap one day we will need it too."

"Grimcogg: You were there, in the middle of it all, strong as a hundred men! A bulwark against the tide of eaters that threatened to overwhelm us! And now you've brought me a sandwich!"

"Moren: (to the Crystal Exarch) "When all falls down around you, rise up". Those were your words. "There may come a day when all hope seems lost. But even should the rest of the world give in to despair─we shall not. We shall fight on, that our children and our children's children might know a better tomorrow"."

"Seto: Of course, you are you, and no one else. We are defined not by the soul we are born with, but the path we walk."

"Fight and struggle. Seek salvation by your own hands. Though the losses be grave, endure them. Though the victories be hollow, claim them."

"Lyna: (after tripping on an injured leg and falling) I...am fine... Completely...and utterly...fine! Better than fine! Hale and hearty and still alive to mourn those who are not. Who I failed to protect when they needed me most."

"Minfilia: Coming together, providing for one another─that's the only way forward I can see. Since all of our heroes are gone, we'll just have to make heroes of ourselves."

"Lamitt's Shade: Ardbert, you stubborn idiot. You sweet boy. You never did understand what you meant to me..."

"Your road goes ever on, as does your story. As does your legacy. Such is the hero's lot─to touch the lives of countless others..."

"You don't scare me! I have a giant hammer!"

"Almet: "History is learned, not lived". [...] We see the past through our own eyes, and speak of it with our own words. Thus do we come to understand it, in our own way. But this is not the same as remembering."

"Montichaigne: Furthermore, while our decision may well've been the correct one, we cannot simply bull our way through these disagreements without inviting doubts or objections."

"Nanamo Ul Namo: I do not ask that we set aside the decades of conflict and conquest─that we simply choose to forgive and forget. I ask only that in choosing to remember we do not also forsake our compassion and morality, for without that, there can be no reconciliation. Only death without end."

"[Yda and Papalymo, after being found by the Warrior of Light, starting to wake up after a teleportation spell brought them to the Tweleveswood.]:"

"Yda: *stumbling a bit* Ugggh...My head..."

"Papalymo: *wake* Where are we? Near Gridania, you think?"

"Yda: Take a look around. It's oblivious, isn't it? The quiet, the calm, the beautiful flowers. There's only one place it could be! The great beyond. I do believe we're dead, Papalymo."

"Papalymo: Oh, Rhalgr take you and your great beyond!"

"Yda: *notices the Warrior* See? Look, here's a psychopomp come to guide us along. Nana, is that you?"

"Papalymo: And what that make them? Your dearly departed childhood pets come to play fetch?"

"Yda: Always the cynic! It is so...Oh. *Notices the wolves*"

"Papalymo: Save your japes or it be our limbs they're fetching."

"Yda: *Getting into a fighting stance* Over my dead body! Hyah!"

"Papalymo: Ah, but where are my manners?"

"Papalymo: I am Papalymo, and the tactless woman beside me here is─"

"Yda: Papalymo and I are surveying the Twelveswood together!"

"Yda: Pleased to meet you!"

"Baderon: Aye, such a task was on the books. “Was,” mind. I'm afraid that ship 'as already sailed, friend."

"Dolorous Bear: Ah. Might you be the adventurer who accepted the job of investigating Sastasha?"

"Dolorous Bear: Hmph. It would seem that ship has not only sailed, but now returns to harbor, none the worse for its voyage. A pity. We dragged our boots too long on this one."

"Alphinauld: The... the Scions of the Seventh Dawn labor for Eorzea's salvation. Whenever the realm is threatened, be it by primal, Ascian, Garlean or any other, we take up arms in her defense, that all in Eorzea may live to see a brighter tomorrow."

"Matoya: And that's very noble of you. But in chasing after these lofty goals, you seem to have lost sight of some basic truths. To win a war, you must be willing to do whatever it takes. To fight, to kill, and, if necessary, to die. The path you've chosen is paved with the dead. Walk it with your eyes open, or not at all."

"Lyse: Well, who knows? He/She does have an awful lot of adventurer friends. Maybe some of them decided to take a fishing trip to the Far East, and are surprisingly close by...?"

"Alisaie: Yes, and I speak fluent Hingan. Come on, there's no point putting this off!"

"Lyse: I can swim well enough. How about you, Alisaie?"

"Alisaie: Oh, like a fish. In contrast to my doggy-paddling brother. [pauses] Somehow, the boy just isn't very buoyant."

"Sari: How observant of you. You have uncovered master summoner Sari's greatest masterpiece: an artificially sentient evocation matrix."

"Second Sari: The complexity of my design simply cannot be compared to the primitive principles used in Principia's construction."

"Third Sari: Your defeat is inevitable."

"Principia: Tough talk for an aging machine whose logic channels have obviously rusted with disuse!"

"Gyoshin: ...We will die in seven years. Seven years!"

"[The Warrior of Light remains silent.]"

"Gyoshin: Please at least feign distress over our plight!"

"Urianger: What sayst thou, Master Matoya? We may accept this fate or defy it, but we cannot deny it."

"Y'shtola: Deny? I am not want to run from my troubles. [An updraft unhoods her] Until our friend returns, I will hold the line."

"Vauthry: Who gave you permission to tend to that criminal's wounds!? I told you to paint me a picture!"

"Alphinaud: What you need is a mirror, not a painting. It will capture the horror I see before me far better than I ever could."

"Willfort: ...You weren't hurt at all, were you?"

"Alisaie: Hurt...? There wasn't even a fight. I was too late. Too slow. And I thought I could protect you..."

"Minfilia: A palace of water... It's like something out of a faerie tale..."

"Thancred: Except we're the ones in the tale. Stay on your guard."

"Y'shtola: You're plotting something."

"Emet-Selch: Every hour of every day. But never you mind about that."

"Emet-Selch: No lands must remain beyond our grasp. Go forth. Conquer. Rule."

"Emet-Selch: Forgive me. A sudden pang of nostalgia for those halcyon days."

"Emet-Selch: Exploring virgin territories, subjugating primitive peoples. All for the glory of Garlemald!"

"Thancred: If you've brought your ivory standard, I'll be happy to tell you where to stick it."

"[After the Warrior of Darkness has slumped due to the Light's power, they find themselves in a white void, with Ardbert standing next to them.]"

"Ardbert: If you had the strength to take one more step, could you do it? Could you save our worlds?"

"The Warrior: You know I could! / What, all by myself?"

"Ardbert: [chuckles and hands the warrior his axe] Take it. We fight as one."

"Sicard: It's all we know, Captain. If we ain't pirates, what are we?"

"Hyllfyr: Yer bloody idiots, is what you are! Idiots with yer whole lives ahead o' ye! Ye can do anythin' ye want─be anythin' ye want!"

"Hyllfyr: We're pirates, aye... An' we pirates love our loot. But that ain't our first love. Our first love is the sea, the sea an' what she brings us─freedom."

"Hyllfyr: So 'old fast to that. Let the brine-crusted 'usk that stands before ye now be the last o' them as knew naught save 'ow to steal, an' make o' yerselves a new breed o' pirate!"

"Y'shtola: So, Sharlayan would keep its counsel while the world is lost to ruin?"

"Fourchenault: It would. Come what may, we shall live on. We must."

"Y'shtola: Do as you must then. But we Scions will fight─until the heavens fall, until our last breath."

"Fourchenault: We will never choose the way of the sword. We will fulfill our mission not through strife and bloodshed, but survival."

"Fourchenault: Come what may, we shall live on. We must."

"Fandaniel: Wrong! Wrong! Wrong! Wrong! Wrong! Lies and delusion!"

"Fandaniel: The dead have no power over me. You will be silent─silent as the grave!"

"Y'shtola: "Remove from the field" was not a euphemism for "enthusiastically murder"."

"Estinien: It's nothing that won't heal. In time."

"[The Warrior of Light stands alone in Ultima Thule after their friends sacrficed themselves. The Warrior senses presence of others and walks onward towards the end, passing shades of the their past.]"

"Ardbert: If you need a push, I'll be right there behind you."

"Haurchefant Greystone: Do not despair! You're not without allies."

"Merlwyb Bloefhiswyn: What we have sown in blood, we have reaped in suffering, and it cannot go on."

"Aymeric de Borel: Upon the souls of they, who sacrificed themselves to pave the way for peace, we will never abandon our cause."

"Nanamo Ul Namo: While it is true man succumbs all too often to anger and avarice, he may yet overcome his basest instincts through forming of bonds with others."

"Raubahn Aldynn: Such victories are rarely won without sacrifice. But the prize is worth the price."

"Kan-E-Senna: And we for our part are glad indeed to welcome friends both old and new..."

"Hien Rijin: Save your tears for the morrow. You may be sure we will have ample cause to shed them, be they for joy or despair."

"Papalymo Totolymo: From tragedy and sacrifice, we rise to greet a new dawn."

"Count Edmont de Fortemps: A future shaped by choices we made, in ways we could never have foreseen."

"Beq Lugg: Yet miracles do happen! So let us pray, and will our friends home."

"Ryne: I won't stop praying until I know they're safe."

"Midgardsormr: Strong art thou, mortal."

"Minfilia Warde: Look to the light within, that you may continue to serve as a beacon to others."

"Ardbert: Let's finish this!"

"Alphinaud: We will stand against fate."

"Alisaie: No matter the cost!"

"Thancred: We've been here before..."

"Urianger: Many a time."

"Y'shtola: Thus do we know..."

"Estinien: To never give up."

"G'raha Tia: For hope will shine again!"

"Thy Life is a riddle, to bear rapture and sorrow. To listen, to suffer, to entrust unto tomorrow. In one fleeting moment, from the Land doth life flow. Yet in one fleeting moment, for anew it doth grow. In that same fleeting moment, Thou must live, die, and know."

"Storm of blood, born from blood of our fallen brothers Borne upon our hands, cradled in our arms, swelling in our hearts Raise your weary head, heed the call to arms, ringing in your heart Loyalty! Unity! Liberty!"

"A drifting tender Come ride, heroes, ride Her galleon severed away with the tide"

"Stand tall, my friend May all of the dark deep inside you find light again This time, tumbling, turning, we make amends Eternal winds from the land ascend Here to lift us that we won't end"

"La hee, [...]"

"Beat, the Heart of Sabik, the Heart of Sabik, the Heart of Sabik Beat, the Heart of Sabik, the Heart of Sabik, the Heart of Sabik Witness... Ah, rise, Ultima! Witness Ultima Darkness come, rend the shield of light Destruction Salvation Ultima!"

"On wings of hope, you rise up through the night higher, oh higher Carrying our song, cradled fast within your arms That its chorus might ring for all"

"Well come and well met, my brave little spark How long you've wandered, burned bright as a star"

"Every step we take Echoes in our wake Winding 'round our fate To forge ahead Should we lose our way Tire of all this pain We won't be afraid To forge ahead Fearless hearts ablaze (When the world comes crumbling down) No more time to waste (Know I'll be there) No, it's not too late (Though our fleeting moment has gone) To forge ahead (You're not—you're not alone YEAH) As we ride again (As you turn your eyes to the stars) To another end (Oh, I'll be there) Where it all begins (With my chorus guiding you) Forge ahead (Forge ahead)"

"Time, no more once upon a time Take flight, find your wings and spread them wide It's time for the journey of our lives From the ashes we're reborn Unto the heavens we ride Fighting through the storm Leaving our shadows far behind Having walked right to the end One more trial we'd have faced Turn back, transcend Only we decide our fate Where do we go? Where do we go? Where do we go? No more running!"

"On a very practical level, we were striving for a deeper and more engaging sense of story and emotional character development for games. We brought character development, production design, animation, and effects from the film industry. We wanted to feel like you were playing not just a challenge, but someone’s fate – someone that you had to be responsible for. On a more philosophical level, I wanted to take the most pop of pop culture, and convert it into meaningful modern day myths that would have great appeal to a wider audience. We also believed that people could find more empowering messages through gaming. So we targeted the anti-hero as our main character. Abe wasn’t the muscle-bound superhero that you wanted to be – he was the rather pathetic chump that you actually are. It was about rendering the journey out of the more powerless beings that we see ourselves as and at the place we most typically are, which is at the bottom of the global corporate food chain."

"It was film that was the key inspiration, but from games the most fun I personally had, aside from pure racing and arcade-style games, was the great early side-scrollers like Prince of Persia, Out of This World and Flashback. I loved those games, but most importantly those games made me feel like I was controlling a lifeform more than a piece of art in some challenge contest."

"I think the game served a lot of people who wanted to see deeper and more developed characters in games that had more real world relevance to them. I believed, and still do, that the audience wants richer entertainment than they are currently getting. I also hear a lot of people in the business claim the game inspired them to want to start making games. But I have to say the most intangible rewards were the heart-breaking and inspiring fan mails from people whose lives the game so deeply affected. It’s uncanny the impact the game had on some people, but it was why I personally wanted to make the games."

"Ravi: You said you had a story at that time. When Oddworld’s Abe’s Oddysee first came out it was praised at the time for its universe, its story and its approach to storytelling itself. What served as the inspirations of that universe? How did you start to create it and how did you melt it into something that would become Abe’s Oddysee?"

"[opening cinematic] I never knew you in life. Your first life, anyway. You died on a battlefield long before my time. Something special brought us together. They called it "the Traveler", and when it arrived, it changed your world forever. It was a Golden Age, and for centuries, humanity thrived... until it didn't. An ancient enemy pursued the Traveler across the universe. Humanity faced extinction. But the Traveler made a choice. Its sacrifice destroyed its ancient enemy, and brought life to the Ghosts. I am a Ghost; more importantly, I'm your Ghost. And you are one of the Traveler's chosen. You are a Guardian. This is your destiny."

"[to the player, flying to the City, which is not answering comms] Remember when I said you fly too fast? Forget I said that. Fly fast!"

"[to the player, during the final battle] Fitting your Traveler would send you to face me once more. Look upon me. Dominus of the Red Legion, annihilator of suns, razer of a thousand worlds, slayer of gods, and conqueror of the Light! I... AM... GHAUL! And I have become legend!"

"Your Traveler should have chosen me, and now it is too late! Look upon your dead god! It won't save humanity a second time! I am Ghaul! I claim what is mine!"

"[endgame: after being defeated by the player, Ghaul ascends as a massive being of pure Light] Traveler! Do you see me now? I am immortal! A god! You have failed! Witness the dawning of a new age! [the dark shell caging the Traveler cracks, breaking through the cage; Ghaul raises his hand to shield his eyes as the whiteness begins to grow, realizing...] You do see me... [the glow increases in intensity] NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! [the shell around the Traveler shatters in a shockwave of Light, vaporizing him]"

"You're not brave. You've merely forgotten the fear of death. Allow me to reacquaint you."

"I am the one of many, I mean the one and only, little guy."

"Haha! I couldn't have done it better myself!"

"That must be the area. I feel his presence."

"Sorry is not good enough. You have failed me for the last time, lieutenant!"

"This isn't the last time we meet, Jimmy Neutron!"

"[If player chooses to throw at announcer during the stoning of an interracial couple] I got something for you, you son of a bitch."

"”Bring us the girl, and wipe away the debt", that was the deal. The details elude me now. But the details wouldn't change a goddamn thing."

"One thing I've learned: if you don't draw first, you don't get to draw at all."

"[when throwing supplies to the player] Booker, catch!"

"Booker, if the Vox get their weapons, there's going to be a revolution just like Les Misérables!"

"There’s always a man, always a city, always a lighthouse."

"It's another world. Another Columbia."

"There's a world of difference between what we see, and what is."

"My children are without blame, without fault -- and without choice."

"If the mind will not yield, then you must expose the mind to every version of itself. Either the mind will yield, or be reduced to a blank."

"It wasn't the torture that broke me. It wasn't the indoctrination. It was time. Time rots everything, Booker. Even hope."

"Some men dream of money, some men dream of love. My father dreamt of a flood of fire. We were given Eden, and we turned it into Sodom."

"I am here to finish my father's work. As he baptized me with water, I shall baptize the Sodom Below with fire...and prepare for the coming of the Lord."

"Robert: We are where we are needed."

"Rosalind: And needed where we are."

"Bring us the girl and wipe away the debt!"

"Rosalind: The Universe does not grade on a curve. It's strictly pass/fail."

"Robert: Surely it's better to have died trying."

"Rosalind: Better trying not to die."

"Rosalind: A disagreeable fellow, this Suchong."

"Robert: That's surprising, I'd imagine he'd be right up your street."

"Rosalind: Hmph. I feel dirty sharing a universe with the man."

"Robert: How poorly we see our own traits in others."

"Rosalind: What do you mean?"

"Robert: You both see the world through a lens of science."

"Rosalind: "And what's wrong with that?"

"Robert: Ask young Ms. Comstock."

"Rosalind: I would, but I don't suppose she's in any position to answer."

"Robert: I don't suppose there's much about the man that's authentic."

"Rosalind: He's authentically homicidal."

"Robert: And you view this as a positive?"

"Rosalind: Well, one has to start somewhere."

"Robert: You'll find the going tough enough without squandering your friends."

"Rosalind: Or your ammunition."

"The mind of the subject will desperately struggle to create memories where none exist…"

"I had trapped the atom in mid-air. Colleagues called my Lutece Field “Quantum Levitation”, but in fact, it was nothing of the sort. Magicians levitate. My atom simply failed to fall. If an atom could be suspended indefinitely, well -- why not an apple? If an apple, why not a city?"

"When I was a girl, I dreamt of standing in a room looking at a girl who was and was not myself, who stood looking at another girl, who also was and was not myself. My mother took this for a nightmare. I saw it as the beginning of a career in physics."

"Hopes, like quantum superpositions, have a tendency to collapse."

"A middle C vibrates at 262 Hz, no matter what the universe."

"This evening, on my way back from supper, my theory became reality: a spontaneous Tear had opened in the Market District, emitting both sights and sounds. I observed what I could only imagine to be some future version of Columbia. Though familiar, strange red flags with a small yellow icon flew from her rooftops. Although we can lock up the girl, it appears her powers will not be imprisoned so easily."

"A theory: we are scattered amongst the possibility space. But my brother and I are together, and so, I am content. He is not. The business with the girl lies unresolved. But perhaps there is one who can finish it in our stead."

"The Lord forgives everything. But I'm just a prophet… so I don't have to. Amen."

"And when I came to Washington, there were few in Congress who saw my vision for Columbia. But it is the burden of the Prophet to bring the wicked to righteousness. For what am I, if not a mirror to reflect the face of God?"

"To tax the black more than the white, is that not cruel? To forbid the mixing of the races, is that not cruel? To give the vote to the white man, and deny it to the yellow, the black, the red -- is that not cruel? Hm. But is it not cruel to banish your children from a perfect garden? Or drown your flock under an ocean of water? Cruelty can be instructive, and what is Columbia, if not the schoolhouse of the Lord?"

"Love the Prophet, because he loves the sinner. Love the sinner, because he is you. Without the sinner, what need is there for a redeemer? Without sin, what grace has forgiveness?"

"There's already a fight, DeWitt. Only question is, which side you on? Comstock is the god of the white man, the rich man, the pitiless man. But if you believe in common folk, then join the Vox. If you believe in the righteous folk, then join the Vox."

"When I first seen Columbia, that sky was the brightest, bluest sky that ever was. Seemed like…Heaven. Then your eyes adjusted to the light and you saw that sea of white faces lookin' hard back at you…"

"Who is this Prophet? Who is this fraud, this charlatan, this salesman of snake oil?"

"Change. That's what the people need. But sometimes I feel all I have to offer them is blood and fire. The things they done to me… I can't forget 'em. I was Columbia's victim -- and victimhood begets shame. Oh, what element of human experience is more corrosive than shame? I'm rotted from the inside out. What do I have to offer this revolution except my own dark motivations? When all is said and done, what's more important to me: the people I want to save -- or those I want to murder in their beds?"

"What is the most admirable creature on God's green Earth? Why, it's the bee! Have you ever seen a bee on vacation? Have you ever seen a bee take a sick day? Well, my friends, the answer is no! So I say, be… the bee! Be the bee!"

"[As an interracial couple is about to be stoned] Come on, are ya gonna throw it, or are you taking your coffee black these days? [chuckles cruelly]"

"[on sign] A good worker always has his eyes on the task at hand!"

"The ox cannot become a lion. And why would you want to? Who wants all those responsibilities and worry? You do your job, you eat your food, you go to sleep. Simplicity is beauty."

"Now, some folks just aren't satisfied with their place here at Fink Industries. But I tell you, there's a purpose for all living things. Would the Pharaohs of Egypt have been able to stand at the top of their pyramids if the Israelites had not made their bricks? Would the captains of industry have been able to ride the rails had not the Chinamen laid the track for them? So, I say, chin up! History is built on the backs of men like you!"

"These holes have shown me yet another wonder, though I’ve yet to see the application for it. They illuminate a merger of machine and man that is somehow the lesser, yet the greater, of both parties."

"Lions walk with lions, DeWitt, not hyenas!"

"YOUR FLESH WILL BLACKEN AND CHAR!"

"BATHE IN FLAME!"

"The lord judges. I act."

"The seed of the prophet shall sit the throne and bathe in flame the mountains of man!"

"Why would you run if you were not guilty?"

"Twas yellow skin and slanted eyes that did betray us with their lies. Until they crossed the righteous path of our Prophet's holy wrath."

"With hue and cry, with hatchet red, they danced amongst our noble dead. But when our soldiers took the field, the savage horde could only yield."

"Every step is like coals!"

"Stop moving! Every sound hurts!"

"And every year on this day of days, we recommit ourselves to our city, and to our prophet, Father Comstock. We recommit through sacrifice, and the giving of thanks, and by submerging ourselves in the sweet waters of baptism."

"And so, the Prophet led us into Peking, where we demonstrated to the Sodom Below the true mission our Founders had given us. And when the Mandarins and hypocrites of Washington betrayed him, our Prophet did not heel. He did not come crawling for their forgiveness… Like our fathers broke from the Great Apostate, our Prophet broke with these so-called "patriots"… and today is the day we celebrate the secession…"

"COMSTOCK WASN'T THERE! The Boxers took my eye and thirty of my friends! Is there even a stone to mark that sacrifice?!"

"Tell her, Booker! Tell her how we strode that battlefield like the heroes of Sparta! I still hear the screams… Does Comstock?"

"It was SLATE who killed for his country at Wounded Knee! It was SLATE who stormed the gates of Peking! SLATE!!!"

"Tin men, Booker! That's what Comstock will turn us into! Wires and gears to replace heads and hearts!"

"Do you know the value of the shark? Without them the sea would be littered with the detritus of the weak. The men who come for you have much in common with these great animals. What sharks do for the ocean, these men do for Rapture."

"It used to be such a thrill to hear Ryan speak. "Parasites" this and "the exaltation of man" that. Sure, it could all get a bit of a bore -- but the old bear sure knew how to enunciate."

"Elizabeth: Are you afraid of God, Booker?"

"Booker: No, but I am afraid of you."

"Glory to mankind."

"[opening lines] Everything that lives is designed to end. We are perpetually trapped... in a never-ending spiral of life and death. Is it a curse? Or some kind of punishment? I often think about the god who blessed us with this cryptic puzzle... and wonder if we'll have the chance to kill him."

"[at the end of Route A] What is it that separates machines from androids like us? The machines have gained emotions...consciousness. The final screams they summoned on the edge of death... They still echo within me."

"[at the end of Route B] And so, the final battle with Adam and Eve came to an end. This battle will likely have a great effect on the outcome of the war. 2B and I—our battle will continue for some time to come. But that's another story for another day."

"[narrating] Before I could convince myself to tell 2B the truth, our final major operation had begun. Still, at the time, I knew nothing. Not how the battle would end... Nor what fate stood in wait for us."

"[before placing a memorial in Emil's home] 2B. I'm not quite sure what it means to mourn, or even if we have a soul to concern ourselves with... But I hope you're at rest, 2B. Sweet dreams. I'll be with you before long."

"[before escaping from 2B and 9S] Command is the one who betrayed you."

"I never quite realized... how beautiful this world is. I'm coming, everyone... I'm...coming..."

"I—or we machine lifeforms, I suppose—have a keen interest in humanity. Love. Family. Religion. War. The human records I unearth, the more charmed I am about their complexity. This city is one of the many areas I created out of a desire to understand—to know—humans. It's grand, don't you think? Almost...spiritual. And yet it's currently nothing more than an android graveyard!"

"I seek to learn and adopt all facets of humanity! Some desired love! Others family! Only then did I realize the truth... The core of humanity...is conflict. They fight. Steal. Kill. THIS is humanity in its purest form!"

"[upon landing down] Helldiver, reporting to the front."

"[upon landing down] Democracy has landed."

"[upon landing down] Point me to the enemy."

"[upon landing down] Ready to Liberate."

"[upon landing down] Joining the fray."

"[upon collecting a sample] This sample should greatly aid in the war effort."

"[upon collecting a sample] Another sample collected for Democracy."

"[upon collecting a sample] Democracy fills my sample container."

"[upon collecting a sample] Rare sample collected/acquired."

"[upon killing enemies] Get some! GET SOOOOME!"

"[upon killing enemies] Say hello to Democracy!"

"[upon killing enemies] Have a taste of Democracy!"

"[upon killing enemies] How'd you like the taste of Freedom?"

"[upon killing enemies] How about a nice cup of Liber-tea?"

"[upon killing enemies] You will never destroy our way of life."

"[upon killing enemies] Freedom forever!"

"[upon holding trigger for long time] SAY HELLO TO DEMOCRAAAACCYYYYYYY!!!!"

"[upon holding trigger for long time] FOR SUPER EAAAAARRRTTHHHH!"

"[upon holding trigger for long time] FREEEEEEDDDDOOOOOM!!!"

"[upon holding trigger for long time] KILL 'EM ALLLLLLL!!!"

"[upon holding trigger for long time] AHHHHH HA HA HA!!"

"[upon throwing a stratagem] Requesting advanced weaponry/air support/equipment/vehicle!"

"[upon throwing a stratagem] Calling down the support weapon/vehicle/Orbital strikes!"

"[upon throwing a stratagem] Orbital/support weapon inbound!"

"[upon throwing a stratagem] Another diver for the cause."

"[upon throwing a stratagem] Freedom requires firepower."

"[upon throwing a stratagem] Calling in reinforcements!"

"[upon throwing a stratagem] Sending in an Eagle!"

"[upon throwing a stratagem] Sending out a SOS!"

"[upon throwing a stratagem] Throwing supply beacon."

"[upon throwing a stratagem while being attacked] Reinforcing!"

"[upon throwing a stratagem while being attacked] Liberty save me!"

"[upon throwing a stratagem while being attacked] Eat this!"

"[upon throwing a stratagem while being attacked] SOS!"

"[upon being mortally wounded] Sweet Liberty, my arm/leg!"

"[upon being mortally wounded] I'm losing so much blood!"

"[upon being mortally wounded] Flag-forsaken leg's slowin' me down."

"[upon being mortally wounded] Can't survive this wound much longer!"

"[upon being mortally wounded] Gotta fix this Liberty-forsaken arm/leg."

"[upon being mortally wounded] Gotta patch up this arm/leg."

"[upon being mortally wounded] My legs! For the love of Liberty, my legs!"

"[upon being mortally wounded] Cannot. Liberate. Effectively. With injured arm."

"[upon being mortally wounded] I need stims!!!"

"[upon restoring health] My life/body for Super Earth!"

"[upon restoring health] Must defend Prosperity!"

"[upon restoring health] Freedom never rests/sleeps!"

"[upon restoring health] A little shot o' Liberty."

"[upon restoring health] Democracy needs me."

"[upon restoring health] Injury? What injury!"

"[upon restoring health] No pain no Freedom."

"[upon restoring health] Helldivers never die."

"[upon restoring health] Whatever it takes."

"[upon restoring health] Feels gooooood."

"[upon restoring health] Not today!"

"[upon tried to restore health with no stims] Out of stims."

"[upon tried to restore health with no stims] I need stims!"

"[upon reloading] Reloading."

"[upon reloading] Gotta reload."

"[upon reloading] Changing mag."

"[upon reloading the last magazine] Last reload."

"[upon trying to shoot empty gun] Mag's empty."

"[upon trying to shoot empty gun] Canister's empty."

"[upon trying to shoot empty gun with zero mags] Out of ammo."

"[upon trying to shoot empty gun with zero mags] I'm out."

"[upon trying to shoot empty gun with zero mags] I need the team reload."

"Greetings, Helldiver. The Galactic War awaits."

"You're here. The Galaxy awaits your salvation."

"Helldiver, take command of the Galaxy's liberation."

"The siege upon Managed Democracy continues. Let us rally to her defence."

"The hour of our next victory rapidly approaches. Let us cleanse the Galaxy of alien scum."

"The freedom of the Galaxy remains in jeopardy. Let us join the fight."

"Managed Democracy calls for aid. Only you can answer, Helldiver."

"Innocents perish with every wasted second. We must act."

"Liberty's enemies march ever closer."

"Lady Liberty's calls for aid haunt my dreams."

"Every star is a distress beacon, crying out for Liberation."

"Every moment we ruminate, another family is torn limb from limb. We must strike."

"Your fellow Helldivers rage against the enemy's tyranny. Join them."

"Helldivers across the Galaxy are fighting for every inch of territory. Where will you join them?"

"Liberty calls for aid across the galaxy; only you can decide where to answer."

"We must give no less than the entirety of our being in service to Freedom."

"A true servant of Freedom keeps no companion, save Damsel Democracy herself."

"Our enemies forsook mercy long ago. Oblivion is all that awaits them now."

"The enemy may anticipate but one outcome: total annihilation."

"Managed Democracy offers true Freedom: Freedom from the burden of choice."

"The people of Super Earth look to us for hope. And we will deliver it—one enemy corpse at a time."

"I only regret that I have but one ship's worth of lives to give to our cause."

"Ours are the hands that will tear asunder the binds of tyranny."

"[after Helldiver lands on planet's surface] Go now, Helldiver. Let our enemies take no step that is not hindered by the corpse of their comrade."

"[after Helldiver lands on planet's surface] Go now, and should you fall, remember this: Every day is a good day to die for Democracy."

"[after Helldiver lands on planet's surface] Let them come. Let them brawl. Let them face the insurmountable might of the Helldivers."

"[after Helldiver lands on planet's surface] Go now—and fear the shadow of neither death nor tyranny, for Justice is your cause."

"[after Helldiver lands on planet's surface] All the galaxy looks to you for salvation. Let nothing stand in the way of Liberty."

"[after Helldiver lands on planet's surface] The fate of all humanity's children are in your hands. Do not let them fall."

"[after Helldiver lands on planet's surface] You are the best of the best. Live up to your name. Live up to Freedom."

"[after Helldiver lands on planet's surface] Today the light of Liberty will grace the skies of this world once more."

"[after Helldiver lands on planet's surface] Let our enemies choke upon their territorial ambitions."

"[after Helldiver lands on planet's surface] History will remember your deeds this day."

"[after successful extraction] Today you've carved another foothold in the long climb to Liberty."

"[after successful extraction] Another victory for the right side of history."

"[after successful extraction] You have maintained our way of life."

"[after successful extraction] Democracy prevails once more."

"[after successful extraction] Victory was never in doubt."

"[after mission failure] Return, refit, and redeploy to purge the stain of this failure with the peroxide of victory."

"[after mission failure] Defeat is but the catalyst of its own rectification."

"[if Helldiver leaves mission area] They abandoned our mission and our cause. Execution was our only choice."

"[if Helldiver leaves mission area] There is but one sentence commensurate to the crime of treason."

"I realized long ago that death in the defense of Freedom was not a tragedy to be lamented, but a sacrifice to be revered."

"All of posterity shall either prosper in Liberty, or suffer in bondage. That determination is our duty."

"As the chain does not scrutinize the brevity of its links, neither does Liberty mourn the transience of a Helldiver's service."

"Here at war, you may cast your vote many times. Once on Election Day, and another with every bullet buried in an enemy combatant."

"Remain ever-vigilant for deceit and treachery. They can take root in the smallest of cracks."

"Dissidents sow their lies in the smallest of fractures, Helldiver. Stay vigilant."

"The lives of Humanity's present are a crumb; the lives of Humanity's future, a boundless loaf."

"We fight them, but we cannot forget that the Terminids are the ichor of Democracy itself."

"The Terminids are a force to be harnessed, not a scourge to be cleansed. Liberty demands our temperance."

"The Terminids spent decades content on the E-710 farms. Now their most destructive instincts run rampant, to the detriment of all."

"Managed Democracy is a watchful shepherd, guiding the will of the people so they do not stray from safety."

"Though we are the most powerful fighting force the universe has ever seen, we are naught but humble servants before Managed Democracy."

"When the undemocratic din of our enemies has at last been silenced, we shall finally perceive the unsullied peal of Democracy, reverberating evermore."

"The torch of Freedom is passed hand to hand, from one thawed hero to the next. They may bear it for one hour or one minute, but there is always another to keep it from going out."

"In the First Galactic War, we cast the Illuminate from our galaxy, and secured the half-human Cyborgs safely in the mines of Cyberstan. Our enemies in this war will do no better."

"The Helldivers receive their orders from the Ministry of Defence, and I mine from the Ministry of Truth. That way, the hands of Liberty are intertwined."

"Your sample collection is of great value to the Ministry of Defence. Everything serves Liberty, in the end. Even our enemies."

"Tyranny is a cancer, and Managed Democracy is the cure. And you, Helldiver, shall administer the antidote."

"The final absolution of xenocide is a mellifluous clarion guiding our path."

"There is but one assured path to peace... and that path is war."

"Welcome aboard, Helldiver, and congratulations on completing your training."

"You inspire me, Helldiver. You inspire us all."

"There's nothing sweeter than victory in the name of Freedom."

"Our enemies can fight as hard as they like, but Freedom always wins."

"I'd ask if you were going to take a break, but I already know the answer. You and your fellow Helldivers inspire me every day."

"That was one for the record books. Where all missions are logged for analysis."

"Keep up the good work, Helldiver. Once we win, the planets we're fighting over will finally be allowed to prosper. Like the rest of the Federation."

"Keeping things running around here isn't easy, but if that's how I can best serve Liberty, I'll do it gladly."

"Mission accomplished, Helldiver. One small step for Democracy, one giant leap in the death count of our enemies."

"No Helldivers KIA on that mission. This is cause for celebration."

"Mission complete without a single friendly fire incident. That will save paperwork."

"Welcome back, Helldivers. Your comrades who didn't return will rest easy knowing that this mission had a lower than average casualty rate."

"Every Helldiver lost is an unspeakable tragedy, but this mission had fewer unspeakable tragedies than average."

"This mission required fewer heroes to make the ultimate sacrifice than normal."

"Super Earth will never forget the Helldivers we lost today, nor the incremental gains their sacrifice achieved."

"Many sacrifices were made today. We will never forget."

"The existence of high-casualty missions implies the existence of low-casualty missions. And we can take some solace in that."

"Watching Helldivers in action is great for crew morale. It's even better than a... dissident execution."

"Stay vigilant, Helldiver. Complacency plays right into the hands of dissidents."

"Liberty rests on your shoulders, Helldiver. I know you can bear the weight."

"The more we fight, the more it becomes clear that our enemies will never accept our way of life. It's us or them."

"The enemies on the battlefield are one thing, but at least they're out in the open. It's the traitors among us I truly hate."

"Super Destroyer crew assignments are some of the most sought-after in the fleet. Everyone wants to be on a Helldiver's destroyer."

"Ammo, fuel, personnel—I manage everything on this ship with one thing in mind: making sure you have the support you need, Helldiver."

"There's no day-night cycle onboard these ships. I like to imagine it's always morning, with a whole day of defending Freedom ahead of me."

"The Democracy Officer is here to optimise our Citizenship. We're lucky—we should always strive to be the best Citizens we can be."

"Even though the First Galactic War ended almost 100 years ago, we're still enjoying the Freedom those heroes fought and died for. Maybe in another 100 years, our descendants will be doing the same."

"This ship will never visit most of our planets. Why? Because they aren't under attack. And with you here, they'll stay that way."

"When I get exhausted, I just think of all the brave Super Earth colonists out there settling new planets. They do their part, and we do ours."

"Some of the crew like to talk about what they'll do when the war's over. I don't allow that sort of thing—we need to focus on the fight."

"If the Terminids had stayed on the Element 710 farms where they belonged, all this bloodshed could've been avoided."

"If we don't stop the Bugs' mindless reproduction, the burden's going to fall on our children. And our children's children."

"The Bots are simple enough. Little more than bits of metal welding to a gun and a CPU, with a single overriding directive: kill."

"The Bots are proof that if you put enough 1s and 0s together, you can threaten the entire galaxy."

"You know, the problem with the Bugs is that they're relentless expansionists. In their region of space, we've found them on nearly every planet we've settled."

"Here's the problem with the Bots, Helldiver: Their whole society revolves around violence. If they actually won the war, they'd have no idea how to function."

"I thought we had a lot of planets when I was a kid, but we've settled dozens more since then. A few generations from now, and the entire Milky Way will be one united Democracy."

"I was just thinking: warping across the Federation like this would be impossible without Element 710. Which comes from the bugs themselves. Their corpses are fuelling the creation of more corpses... [pause] something satisfying about that."

"The Destroyer is mighty, but it's not Super Earth's greatest weapon. No, that is Managed Democracy—the one thing our enemies can never understand."

"I give every crew member a half-day off on Liberty Day. Some things are sacred, even on the front."

"You're doing Democracy's work."

"Proud to serve by your side, sir."

"You truly are one of Liberty's greatest heroes."

"Helldiver! Every day, you put yourself at risk to defend Freedom and Liberty, and I just wanna say... Thank you."

"I don't know how you do it, Helldiver. Facing off against monsters who haven't got a democratic bone in their body. If they even have bones."

"Hey there, Helldiver. I know you put your neck on the line for regular folks like me every day. It's not much, but I donate 15% of every one of my paychecks to the War Fund. It's the least I can do."

"Before I joined the service, I'd never left my home planet. Now I see a new planet almost every day. Makes me appreciate what a beautiful Democracy it'll be once we finish stamping out those Facist bugs."

"When I face Super Earth for the Vow of Allegiance every morning, I can almost always feel where it is. Even in a brand-new part of the galaxy."

"Wonder which candidate'll be selected for me in this upcomin' election."

"You ever run into any equipment issues, let me know. I've got your back."

"Ship's in top shape, Helldiver. Ready to dispense Democracy wherever you choose."

"Flag-forsaken Bots. They just won't accept Freedom, no matter how hard we give to 'em."

"As much as I hate the Bugs, I hate dissidents even more. They were handed Freedom, and chose to spit in its face. Death is too good for 'em."

"If I were a Helldiver, I think my favourite enemy to kill would be the Bugs. It's gotta be real satisfyin', hearin' 'em crunch under your boot."

"If I were a Helldiver, I think my favourite enemy to kill would be the Bots. I bet watchin' 'em spark and explode really lights up your Freedom-lovin' heart."

"If Terminids didn't decompose into Element 710, we'd have eradicated them completely a long time ago. They should count themselves lucky."

"You ask me, I don't think the Automatons are self-aware. I think someone built 'em, and programmed 'em to hate Freedom. Some kind of new alien, maybe."

"Super Earth really is the best place to live in the entire galaxy, isn't it? Sometimes, when I can't sleep, I imagine what it would be like to live there."

"I'm hoping to raise my Citizenship by the time I retire. If I ever have kids, I want them to be able to purchase a small pet someday. Like a goldfish, or even a hamster."

"Democracy is kind of like these machines I work on. It needs regular maintenance to keep running smoothly. And the Bugs are sort of like if...bugs got into one of these machines. The only thing to do would be to exterminate 'em."

"You know, sometimes as a technician, you gotta realize when something's beyond repair. When it comes to these Automatons, there's no fixing 'em. Only solution is to wipe the slate clean."

"When I was a kid, I always loved All Heroes' Eve. The adults would all dress up as Bugs and ring our doorbells, and we'd have to fire three shots in the air and say "No Facism here, insects!" At the end of the night, they'd re-enact the Battle of Liberty Peak, and we'd all get cake."

"I can't wait to get home again. It's the little things you miss, y'know? Like sitting in candlelight on Heroes' Day, chanting with my family and renewing our vows of Citizenship together."

"If I had all the Super Credits in the galaxy, I'd try to find some way to convince our enemies to embrace Freedom. Maybe print a trillion pamphlets, or build a billion interplanetary radio stations, something to break through whatever propaganda they're feedin' 'em. *sighs* But that's just a pipe dream. We gotta kill 'em all."

"Back when I was a kid, the local Loyalty Officer would give us sweets for telling him what was going on with the adults around town. Things they were sayin', where they were headed, that sort of stuff. Nice to look back and know you were helping keep everyone safe, even if you didn't know it."

"I earned a few more Citizenship points the other day. All it took was reportin' some unpatriotic talk I heard in the barracks. Now there's one less dissident, and I get one more doctor's visit every year."

"There might be a lot of Automatons, but at the end of the day, they're just a bunch of mass-produced walking scrap. Every Helldiver is army of one. Put four of 'em together, that's...four armies. So... who really has the numbers advantage?"

"The Ministry of Expansion says we're still actually still in the early stages of galactic colonisation. Really blows your mind—all those planets settled since the Great Galactic War, and we're still just gettin' stared."

"I just set all the ship's clocks back an hour for Freedom Savings Time. I'm gonna spend my extra hour doin' another round of maintenance checks. It's nice, cuz today I won't have to work overtime to get 'em done."

"I heard that some dissidents wanted us to select our own candidates instead of using the algorithm. *scoffs* Great idea. Everyone'll just become a political expert overnight. Treasonous morons."

"I heard dissidents set another weapons factory on fire. They didn't take responsibility, of course. Tried to blame it on "working conditions." Tell that to the 27 dead patriots and their families."

"Nobody back home can believe I get to talk to Helldivers every day. I don't blame 'em—all of us had Helldiver posters all over our bedrooms growin' up. I still have to pinch myself sometimes."

"Back when I was a kid, we used to play "Bug Killers" out in the schoolyard. Whoever could kill the most bugs by the end of recess won. Sometimes the teachers would join in, too."

"You know, if it weren't for Super Earth, I couldn't even afford these high-tech tools I use every day. They lease 'em out to me, so I can do my job. Pretty low interest rate, too."

"When I need motivation, I like to read The Helldiver Ethos. Picks me right up. Sometimes I read too much and get overly motivated and kinda jittery and need to put it down."

"Sometimes, I almost feel bad for our enemies, livin' without Democracy. No say over their own lives, just believin' whatever they're told. It's sad."

"Whenever the war gets me down, I try to remember that at least I'm a free citizen. It's up to me how I serve Super Earth. Can't take that for granted."

"Our ancestors fought for the Liberty we have today...and now we're the ones doing the fighting. Kind of makes you proud, doesn't it?"

"[catchphrase] BRASCH TACTICS! Use 'em or die tryin'!"

"[first lines] Atten-hut! I'm General Brasch—Super Earth's oldest and most grizzled war hero, and I'm not easy to impress. Helldiver Training is the toughest test in the galaxy—but I can tell that doesn't scare you. Impressive! Now, enough jibjab! The upcoming obstacles will take everything your exceptional physique can muster. This is it. The real deal. Get to it, soldier!"

"[addressing fire modes] Ah, the simple joy of unloading round after round into the bodies of your enemies. Oh yeah, that's good. But if you get carried away... Your shooting days are over! Elite soldiers adjust their fire mode, so they can keep the killin' goin' all day long. Oh yeahhh, that's gooood."

"[addressing injuries] Young bucks always think they're invincible. And while they are mostly right, the fact of the matter is that Helldivers with broken arms cannot aim! Helldivers with broken legs cannot run! And Helldivers with serious injuries to their vital organs will bleed out before they can say "Death to my enemies!" So next time you find yourself unable to run, aim or stay alive, stick yourself with a STIM, soldier!"

"[addressing team reload] No Helldiver can Liberate the galaxy alone. That's why we have team weapons! One Helldiver shoots; another reloads. Together, they create an unstoppable path of wanton Liberation! And don't worry, one stratagem comes with both weapon and pack. That's a 2-in-1 combo, soldier!"

"[addressing cover] You will get shot at. But remember your ABCs and you will never die. Always. Be. Taking Cover. Because if there's one thing I've learned, it's that bullets do not go through cover... assuming that cover is thick and largely impenetrable."

"There is no one way to prove your devotion to Super Earth. But there is one best way. Become a Helldiver. Become a hero. Become a legend."

"War. It brings us together. It makes us stronger. And it leads to countless new technologies, some of them related to saving lives. This, is why we fight."

"Helldivers are willing to give their lives to protect our Liberty. Helldivers: all heroes wear capes."

"Super Earth has created the most advanced weaponry in the galaxy. Our power is in your hands."

"Helldivers. Protectors of humanity. Paragons of Democracy. Heroes to their very core. Do you have what it takes?"

"There is no greater honor than defending our way of life. Remember, winning is more important than living!"

"Do not think of Rebels as fellow humans. If our ideals are alien to them, then they are aliens to us."

"Bugs, as essential as they are vile. Never forget: Element 710 extraction is just as important as eradication!"

"The bots will stop at nothing to turn our galaxy into little more than steel and code. Unless we stop them first. Unless we send in... the Helldivers."

"Reminder: Element 710 is safe and . Any rumors of E-710 spills are the work of dissidents seeking to undermine our way of life."

"Helldivers. Heroes of the Federation. Abolishers of tyranny. Legends that secure the Element 710 we need to maintain our way of life."

"If you've ever lost a loved one to the Bug scourge, remember, they would want you to seek retribution."

"In the first intragalactic war alone, the Bugs accounted for the deaths of one hundred and eighty-nine million Super Earth citizens. Many of them babies. Don't let the Bugs kill babies—fight the good fight!"

"Automatons are not living beings; they are weapons, hellbent on our destruction. And how do we defeat a deadly weapon? With an even deadlier weapon. Requisition yours today."

"Justice is putting an end to those who would destroy us. Justice is every citizen having an equal chance to excel within their assigned role. Justice is Super Earth."

"You may have won countless battles, but how many thoughtcrimes have you reported? Remember, REAL heroes fight on every front—even the front within."

"Have any of your friends or family members been behaving unpatriotically? If so, report them to your local Loyalty Officer for immediate reeducation. Remember, Freedom dies in Silence!"

"Children of Super Earth, keep an ear trained on your parents for signs of rebellion! Signs include: disparaging Super Earth, distrust in Managed Democracy, asking questions, and any sentence that includes the phrase "alien rights". A report today is a life saved tomorrow!"

"Every day, millions of soldiers have their names inscribed upon the Wall of Martyrs. Show your support. Purchase one of Super Earth's exclusive Martyrs Day celebration packages!"

"Thanks to Super Earth's mandatory Freedom of Assignment program, every citizen gets to select which government-provided career best suits their dreams."

"Thousands of Freedom-loving citizens were killed in the mines of Cyberstan. Don't let their deaths be in vain. Buy war bonds today!"

"No one likes a complainer. If your living conditions aren't to your liking, just remember, aliens could kill us all at any moment."

"Report all signs of dissidence to your local Loyalty Officer. Remember—heroes report, cowards stay silent."

"Crack open one of the Automaton's battery packs, and you'll find bot technology is powered exclusively by injustice."

"Managed Democracy, the pillar that keeps us safe in these trying times. Super Earth—governed by you."

"Why would you grant rights to an Automaton? After all, you wouldn't grant rights to a dishwasher."

"History matters! Today, we remind you that Super Earth has always been, and always will be."

"Give everything to the cause! Remember: apathy is Liberty's greatest enemy."

"Don't worry. Top Super Earth scientists have proven that bugs don't feel pain."

"Remember, it's not that Super Earth hates aliens. It's that aliens hate Freedom."

"There is only one choice that truly matters: Democracy or... Treason."

"The celebration of Liberty Day is mandatory. And... fun!"

"Never forget: we are all one Super Earth."

"Skepticism is treason. Treason is bad."

"I knew I should've taken that left turn at Uranus!"

"Gimmie, Gimmie, Gimmie!"

"Grab all the atoms you see!"

"It's gonna be a bumpy ride."

"Just like Mom used to make!"

"Lucky thing I'm a cartoon."

"I’m higher than two New York skyscrapers!"

"Now, what would a platform game be without platforms hmm. I wonder if there's any extra lives up there?"

"Oh look! An arrow! Aren't these game designers wonderful?"

"Ooh, ooh! This is my FAVORITE part!"

"So, you wanna be a video game star?"

"Tag, you're it!"

"Call the number on my bracelet!"

"This would've KILLED Arnold!"

"(Unintelligible) What buttons did you press?"

"WAKE UP!!!!"

"Woolie Bully!"

"The pulse brought the nation to its knees. And the fear and weakness that followed. The military began aggressively researching new types of weapons. Weapons that would forever change humanity. I was one of those weapons. Created in a lab, raised as a soldier. Fearless and lethal. I and others like me escaped our prison and so I live in this post pulse world. A woman and a warrior. Trying to understand who I am and how I can’t belong."

"It’s been almost a decade since I escaped the military scientists and soldiers that created me. I’ve always wondered who I should say created me. Was it the scientists that combined every positive soldier trait, cat DNA and other ands ends that make me the perfect soldier? Or was it the scared young woman who gave birth to me? There were days when I would have to say it was the scientists. Days when I feel the soldier in me rise. That artificial destiny trying to make me into what I was designed to be. One of the lucky ones to have found freedom, I have a choice. I still wonder about those that remain on the inside, others like me. I suppose that in some way, I will always be related to them. Some scientist and scared young woman created all of us."

"Jessica Alba as Max Guevara"

"Michael Weatherly as Logan Cale"