Final Fantasy XIII

"Without our help, death is all of which you're capable. You saw the fools. A mindless mob drunk on fear of a few l'Cie."

"l'Cie? You mean me? Oh child, perish the thought. I am more than that! [Assumes true form] I am fal'Cie. My name is Barthandelus. Voice of the Sanctum and Lord-Sovereign of the Cocoon fal'Cie. Your kind feared the darkness, so we gave you light. You begged us for the Purge. and did it not come to pass? Now your spurn our counsel? You must learn your place!"

"Will you enjoy the festivities beside me or perhaps... (turns into fal'Cie form) Greet the end here in the land where it all began (Oerba)?"

"If you truly seek salvation, you will obey!"

"Release...At last, release! (Final words)"

"A haven, yea. Yet it must fall ere we be saved. Too frail a shell, and humans should not thrive. Too stout a shell and they would not die. Slaughter and salvation! Two irreconcilable Focuses we bore. Yet bound were we in a cocoon prison, impervious to our power. And so we thank you for granting us our longed-for birth. We are the Abandoned One, born but now to die. Our name is Orphan. By our hand, the world shall know redemption."

"Have you ever paused to consider our reason for making l'Cie of men? We fal'Cie are crafted for a single purpose and granted finite power to that end. With men it is not so. Men dream, aspire, and through indomitable force of will achieve the impossible. Your power is beyond measure."

"Vanille: Fang, let's go. What's our Focus even matter?"

"Fang: What's it matter? You want to become a monster?"

"Vanille: I just—"

"Fang: Keep your chin up. We know the part that matters. Right? We are enemies of Cocoon. Know what I say? Play the part and raise hell. Might jump-start our memories."

"Vanille: What?"

"Fang: The fal'Cie. Let's smash it."

"Vanille: Let's give up! Forget our Focus, we don't need it!"

"Fang: We don't need it? Look, if we don't figure it out and pull it off, you're gonna become a Cie'th."

"Vanille: It's just--making a kid a that young l'Cie. It's not right!"

"Fang: Yeah, it's unfair. But guess what? We grin and bear it like good l'Cie or the fal'Cie starts making more. Like that girl the other day. It doesn't matter what our Focus is. We do out, whether we like it or not."

"Vanille: But--"

"Fang: Say we call it quits. You think these people will let us go? They'll lynch us on the street. Listen, Vanille. We do what we've gotta do and get ourselves off this filthy world, as fast as we can."

"Vanille: Fang?"

"Fang: You get out of here first. I'll buy you some time. Now, don't you worry. I'll come and find you, no matter where you go."

"Vanille: Wait! Fang! Fang! Please! Don't leave me!"

"Fang: You're not gonna end up a Cie'th."

"Snow: Serah! What is your Focus? L'Cie have a Focus, right? I'll go with you. Help you do it. Just let me."

"Serah: No! If you're with me, the Sanctum will--"

"Snow: I will be with you! No matter what! We've come to far to quit now."

"Serah: I don't know. I don't know my Focus. I'm gonna be a monster."

"Snow: Not if I'm here. I'll protect you. We'll figure this out--do it together. Okay?"

"Serah: Okay."

"Serah: If it's true what they say...When we're finished, I'll turn to crystal."

"Snow: Don't worry. When l'Cie complete their Focus, they're blessed with the gift of eternity. They wouldn't called it eternity if you died. You'll see. You and me, we'll always be together."

"Serah: Don't laugh, okay? It's a dream I had, a bad one. I dreamed I destroyed the world. It was terrifying. I needed some time alone. It had me so scared I tried to run away. But then, my boyfriend, he came chasing after me. That's when I understood. Running away and leaving behind the people you care about? That isn't love. Though you might just want to keep them safe, shutting them out of you life only hurts them more. The point is, I have people I can count on. I'll make it through."

"Vanille: I think you'll be fine."

"Serah: You will be too. You'll find the words, I'm sure of it."

"Vanille: (crying) I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! What else can I say?"

"Serah: I'm not the one you should asking, Vanille. You'll know what to say when you find your friend. You'll see."

"Snow: Making a wish?"

"Serah: Maybe I was. I was hoping that tomorrow I can tell my sister. She'll be so mad, knowing I hid it from her."

"Snow: Don't worry, I'll take the blame for you. You know, you should ask for something bigger. These are wish-granting fireworks like in the stories."

"Serah: Stories, huh? L'Cie who fulfill their Focus...they become crystal and gain eternal life."

"Snow: Would help if they gave you some clue about what you're suppose to do. We'll figure this thing out...You will never be one of those monsters."

"Serah: So what will I be? A crystal?"

"Snow: Yesterday at the store, I got you something. Don't know much about jewelry, but I hope you like it."

"Snow: I'll stay by you, no matter what happens. I'm yours forever. Serah...my one, my only...will you marry me?"

"Serah: Yes."

"Snow: She said yes!"

"Sazh: Dajh."

"Dajh: Hey, Dad."

"Sazh: Making a wish, huh? What did you wish for?"

"Dajh: Well, you're never happy. You never smile. So here what I wished: I wished that you'd cheer up and be like your old self again."