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"Oh don't worry. I like the buddy system we have here."
"Jill, see if you can find anymore clues, I'll be examining this. Let's just hope it's not Chris's."
"A can of fizz. It's sure to yellow and mellow those things."
"There are only three S.T.A.R.S. members left now. Captain Wesker, Barry, and myself. We don't know where Chris is."
"Let me take care of it! What the hell is this thing?"
"Jill, I almost forgot, here's your lock pick. I think you could make better use of it than me."
"That was a close one. A second late, you would've fit nicely into a sandwich."
"I'm going with her. Chris and I go back a long way."
"Wesker! Jill, help me look for him. Let's not leave this hall."
"Hey Wesker, where's Chris?"
"You want S.T.A.R.S.? I'll give you S.T.A.R.S.!"
"Interesting... You've done me a big favor, Miss Valentine."
"Next time... take the fucking hint."
"September 28th. Daylight... The monsters have overtaken the city. Somehow... I'm still alive..."
"I must admit, I respect your tenacity. But I'm afraid our games end here."
"I know. You wanna ask me out. All the foxy ladies love my accent. It drives ‘em crazy."
"Are you crazy!? You could have barbecued both of us!"
"So that’s it then, huh? You’re giving up?"
"It all began as an ordinary day in September. An ordinary day in Raccoon City. A city controlled by Umbrella. No one dared to oppose them. And that lack of strength would ultimately lead to their destruction. I suppose they had to suffer the consequences for their actions, but there would be no forgiveness. If only they had had the courage to fight. It's true that once the wheels of justice begin to turn, nothing can stop them. Nothing. It was Raccoon City's last chance. And my last chance. My last escape."
"Come on, you creepy-ass stalker! You want S.T.A.R.S.!? I'll give you S.T.A.R.S.!"
"Well get used to it. It's either them or us... and they don't hesitate."
"Yeah, this is Raccoon City all over again."
"Shit! Don't let 'em in!"
"That's our cue to get the hell out of here."
"Each and every one of you may be ready to die for our cause, but It's my job to make sure we all get trough this alive."
"Fall in line soldier."
"No one gets left behind, not on my watch"
"Stay right where you are!"
"Put your gun down Chris. She's a key witness, we need her."
"And I lost over seventy-thousand people, including the President, because of Simmons!"
"Where the hell's that back-up?"
"I guess the muscle memory saved me there."
"Wings. Great."
"Never had a mission so easy!"
"Get the hell outta there!"
"Leon, where are you?"
"She's working for Neo-Umbrella. You know what that means?"
"I lost all of my men because of her!"
"Who the hell are you?"
"Who are you? What is this?!"
"Hey Piers, I'm taking a little fire here! I saved your ass, you wanna return the favor?"
"I'm gonna need a hand here. Make your way back to me ASAP."
"These are my men."
"You follow my lead, or I'll find someone who will."
"About time you showed your ugly face."
"In the BSAA, our job is to rid of the world of bioterrorism, and the only way we're gonna do that is by sticking together."
"A witness?! She's the one who did all this!"
"Take everyone of those damn things down."
"Listen, sweetheart. You're here to pour drinks and look pretty. So how bout you shut your mouth?"
"I got a lead?" (after corroborating Helena's lie to Hunnigan)"
Young though he was, his radiant energy produced such an impression of absolute reliability that Hedgewar made him the first sarkaryavah, or general secretary, of the RSS.
- Gopal Mukund Huddar
Largely because of the influence of communists in London, Huddar's conversion into an enthusiastic supporter of the fight against fascism was quick and smooth. The ease with which he crossed from one worldview to another betrays the fact that he had not properly understood the world he had grown in.
Huddar would have been 101 now had he been alive. But then centenaries are not celebrated only to register how old so and so would have been and when. They are usually celebrated to explore how much poorer our lives are without them. Maharashtrian public life is poorer without him. It is poorer for not having made the effort to recall an extraordinary life.
I regret I was not there to listen to Balaji Huddar's speech [...] No matter how many times you listen to him, his speeches are so delightful that you feel like listening to them again and again.
By the time he came out of Franco's prison, Huddar had relinquished many of his old ideas. He displayed a worldview completely different from that of the RSS, even though he continued to remain deferential to Hedgewar and maintained a personal relationship with him.