Final Fantasy XIII

"Lightning: Great job so far."

"Vanille: People really hate Pulse, don't they."

"Sazh: Not hate. More like fear. Tens of millions of people...all scared of Pulse boogeymen. They'd be shaken in their beds every night if they knew...that l'Cie like us were around."

"PSICOM Soldier: Commencing cleanup protocol."

"Snow: Cleanup? Let me help!"

"Fang: You want to keep breathing? Shut up and come quiet."

"Vanille: Come on. Let's get going."

"Sazh: Get going to where, exactly? The whole of Cocoon's against us. No matter how far we run, there's no escape. That Cie'th clock, it's still tickin'."

"Vanille: There's still time. You give up too easy, old man!"

"Sazh: I'm not giving up. But there are some things that you just can't change. A kid like you would not understand."

"Vanille: Yeah, I'm a kid! I don't understand!"

"Sazh: Well, I guess we can be fugitives together."

"Lightning: The Purge is PSICOM's baby. Our military is split into two arms: the Public Security and Intelligence Command, known as PSICOM, and the Guardian Corps. I was Guardian Corps, Bodhum security regiment."

"Hope: Wait, but I don't get it. If you're not PSICOM, then why did you board the train?"

"Lightning: For Serah. I had to rescue Serah before they transported the Vestige to Pulse, and out of my reach. My only chance to save her was to join the Purge."

"Hope: You're telling me that you got on that train so you can save your sister? That's crazy. I could never do something like that."

"Lightning: It's not a question of can or can't. There are some things in life you just do."

"Hope: That night, they found the fal'Cie in the Bodhum Vestige. The next day, soldiers sealed the town and we couldn't get back to Palumpolum. They forced us onto the train with everyone else. My mom, she was frantic. She wanted to get us home, so she tried to fight. She got tricked, by Snow! He used her!"

"Vanille: Let's get you home, okay. Your dad gotta be worried!"

"Hope: Let him worry. Why should I care? He doesn't."

"Sazh: Any father cares."

"Sazh: Pulse is crawling with things that, isn't it?"

"Lightning: Got me. Not even the Corps has access to intel on Pulse. Soldiers in the field fight blind."

"Sazh: Yeah, I noticed that. But don't you need to know exactly what you're up against?"

"Lightning: Target's a target."

"Sazh: You like to keep it simple, don't you?"

"Lightning: I stick to my goal"

"Hope: As long as you have a goal, you can fight?"

"Lightning: You can stay alive."

"Lightning: Keep running—it's die or turn Cie'th. There's no place for l'Cie to hide. No…they want a fight? Let's take it to the Sanctum's door!"

"Sazh: This isn't a game!"

"Lightning: No. That's for damn sure. It started with Serah. The fal'Cie took her. Now I'm a l'Cie. And the Sanctum's hunting me, an enemy of the state. But who's pulling their strings? A fal'Cie. Eden. Cocoon's sustainer and guiding light. It probably ordered the Purge, too. Pulse and Sanctum fal'Cie? They're all the same. And we're all the same to them: expendable. I'm not dying a fal'Cie slave."

"Lightning: With me, it'll be fight after fight. I don't know how it'll end. It's anybody's guess."

"Hope: I know that. But-I need to be stronger. Lightning?"

"Lightning: Call me Light."

"Hope: Lightning! Your brand looks different. Was that an Eidolon? Like l'Cie can summon?"

"Lightning: Magic and mumbo-jumbo. I must've hit my head on that Purge train."

"Sazh: All of Cocoon is in the grip of Pulse-phobia. If a l'Cie pops up on the radar, all hell will break lose."

"Vanille: They don't even know why they're scared."

"Sazh: Afraid of what they don't know. Afraid to find out more. Get worse the older you get. I'm terrified of what will happen. The world probably would be better off without Pulse l'Cie. I mean, most of them."

"Snow: 'The sake of Cocoon..' We're from Cocoon! Shipping us, Purging innocent people... That's how you lend us a hand?"

"Cid: Those are the Sanctum's methods. The public fears what it doesn't know. It's grown tired of living in constant terror of these treats from the World below. So, the Sanctum devised a plan for you l'Cie."

"Snow: I'll bet."

"Cid: A public execution. The people don't know any better. Strike down the phantoms before their eyes, and they sleep like babes."

"Lightning: Right. We press forward. I take point, you watch our backs."

"Hope: Actually...Why don't you let me take point?"

"Lightning: Can you handle it?"

"Hope: It's not a question of can or can't."

"Lightning: Now you're learning."

"Hope: They don't seem like they're even looking for us. I mean, we're l'Cie and we're on the loose."