Dystopian Fiction

"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."

"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.""

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

"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."

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

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

"[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."

"[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 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."

"[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."

"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."

"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."

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

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

"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."

"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."

"[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."

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

"[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."

"[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."

"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."

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

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

"[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?"

"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."

"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!!!!"

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

"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."

"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."

"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."

"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."

"[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."

"[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]"

"[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."

"[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."

"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..."

"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!"

"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."

"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."

"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...""

"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?!"

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

"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."

"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!"

"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 –"