Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light."
These men are PAWNS!
I put a price of 20,000 dirham on their heads.
Next they will be hailed as the true messenger of GOD!
They were just a couple of songwriters, who came to Ishtar, to break into show business.
Easy boy, easy boy, easy boy, easy boy! What the hell's the matter with him is he blind?! Well yeah he is, bu-but he's in perfect condition.
So how did they wind up on everyone's hit list?
Your life is in danger.
Behave normally we have guns pointed at your back. No don't put your hands up you idiot!
Oh little darlin'. My little darlin'.
I can't believe these men may control the fate of the Middle East.
Oh where, ar-are you?
Do it! Ayiyiyiyiyiyi schmechahii buttahotsfayaaah!
This is unbelievable.
HOOPA HOOPA HOOPA
Kno-ow well-a. That my love-a
Are the two American messengers of god dead yet?
Is this the oasis? Does this look like an oasis to you? Yeah look at the birds! Are those vultures?
YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH
Wa-as just fo-or you
He's aiming at us! Would you stop being paranoid! Run smuck, they're trying to kill us!
Warren Beatty. Dustin Hoffman. Isabelle Adjani.
Your girl? How did she get to be your girl?
I think they're wonderful!
Ishtar: Written and directed by Elaine May
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha this is some of our best work
I hear it's amazing when the famous purple stuffed worm in flap-jaw space with the tuning fork does a raw blink on Hara-Kiri Rock. I need scissors! 61!
Actually, I am in really bad shape financially. I pay money to my ex-wife as part of our divorce settlement, among other bills... I just had no choice but to make you pay for lunch the other day. I'm really sorry
That reminds me, I saw Gubayama the other day in Shibomnigee. He said to give you his best.
An anemone or clematis plants juice can cause a rash. When pruning them, its a good idea to wear gloves.
Raiden something happened to me last Thursday when I was driving home. I had a couple of miles to go - I looked up and saw a glowing orange object in the sky, to the east! It was moving very irregularly... suddenly there was intense light all around me - and when I came to, I was home. What do you think happened to me? Munch, munch... Um? Raiden? I'm eating right now. Get back to me later... munch, munch...[FART]
Don't test it! You'll be bacon!
I'm not home right now. Please leave a message after the beep. BEEP!
To begin with, we're not what you'd call "human." Over the past 200 years, a consciousness appeared layer by layer at the crucible of the White House. It's not unlike life started in the oceans four billion years ago. The White House was our primordial soup, a base of evolution. We are formless. We are the very discipline and morality that Americans invoke so often. How can anyone hope to eliminate us? As long as this nation exists, so will we. LA LI LU LE LO! LA LI LU LE LO!! LA LI LU LE LOLA LI LU LE LO! LA LI LU LE LO!! LA LI LU LE LOLA LI LU LE LO! LA LI LU LE LO!! LA LI LU LE LOLA LI LU LE LO! LA LI LU LE LO!! LA LI LU LE LOLA LI LU LE LO! LA LI LU LE LO!! LA LI LU LE LOLA LI LU LE LO! LA LI LU LE LO!! LA LI LU LE LOLA LI LU LE LO! LA LI LU LE LO!! LA LI LU LE LOLA LI LU LE LO! LA LI LU LE LO!! LA LI LU LE LOLA LI LU LE LO! LA LI LU LE LO!! LA LI LU LE LOLA LI LU LE LO! LA LI LU LE LO!! LA LI LU LE LOLA LI LU LE LO! LA LI LU LE LO!! LA LI LU LE LOLA LI LU LE LO! LA LI LU LE LO!! LA LI LU LE LOLA LI LU LE LO! LA LI LU LE LO!! LA LI LU LE LOLA LI LU LE LO! LA LI LU LE LO!! LA LI LU LE LOLA LI LU LE LO! LA LI LU LE LO!! LA LI LU LE LOLA LI LU LE LO! LA LI LU LE LO!! LA LI LU LE LOLA LI LU LE LO! LA LI LU LE LO!! LA LI LU LE LOLA LI LU LE LO! LA LI LU LE LO!! LA LI LU LE LOLA LI LU LE LO! LA LI LU LE LO!! LA LI LU LE LO
i say again, your duty is to infiltrate Zanzibar land
I saw Miles Teller at a grocery store in Los Angeles yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.
He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?”
I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw FlyLo trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying.
The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter.
When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly
You can kill Skull Face, murder Huey, slaughter Zero... Burn the whole world down, and it still won't bring me back
Peace Day never came. Every morning I wake up expecting it to come, but it is always three days away. That can't be it. I haven't woken up at all. It is just a dream. It is all a dream. I am in it, and you are in it, too. I am the dreamer, but you are having my dream. Do you get it now? You do, don't you? Peace Day... never... came.
Why are we still here? Just to suffer? Every night, I can feel my leg... and my arm... even my fingers. The body I've lost... the comrades I've lost... won't stop hurting... It's like they're all still there. You feel it, too, don't you? I'm gonna make them give back our past.
Now go! Let the Legend come back to life! We pull in money, recruits, just to combat Cipher. Rubbing our noses in bloody battlefield dirt. All for revenge What took you so long? The world calls for wet-work, and we answer! No greater good. No just cause I won't scatter your sorrow to the heartless sea. I will always be with you, plant your roots in me. I won't let you end as ashes. To me, you are all diamonds...We are Diamond Dogs Cipher sent us to hell - but we're going even deeper - take back everything that we've lost He mentioned something interesting: Cipher is pursuing new research. He claims that what they're doing in Africa is the missing piece... A weapon to surpass Metal Gear You've been in a coma for... quite some time. Yes, yes, I know. You would like to know how long. I'm afraid it's been... nine years I was born in a small village. I was still a child when we were raided by soldiers. Foreign soldiers. Torn from my elders, I was made to speak their language. With each new post my masters changed. Along with the words they made me speak. With each change, I changed too. My thoughts, personality, how I saw right and wrong. Words - can - kill This world will become one; I have found the way. Race, tribal affiliations, national borders... Even our faces will be irrelevant. The world that The Boss envisioned will finally become a reality and it will make mankind whole again America is a country of liberty. A meeting of immigrants. Instead of simply assimilating, its citizens live alongside others. So the Major sought a system that used information, words, to control the subconscious In his eyes, the greatest symbiotic parasite the world's ever known isn't microbial. It's linguistic. Words are what keeps civilization, our world, alive. Free the world, not by taking men's lives but by taking their tongues Les Enfants Terribles ... Zero called it, Diné Wolbachia, Its Not Over Yet Snake, what's up? Why are you naked? I know there's a "NAKED" option under "UNIFORM" that lets you take off the upper part of your uniform. But without a shirt on, your camouflage sucks, and your stamina goes down faster. You don't get any advantages whatsoever. Is there a way to take off my pants? Say what? My pants, can I...Aw, hell no! This FOX unit is a nut fest! Well, let me tell you about the absolute worst, most sickening nightmare I ever had. This one isn't for the kids. OK, so there's this huge pile of crap, right? It's shaped like a giant tank, and it's walking around on two legs, goin' on a rampage and stompin' on people and houses and stuff. And this giant turd is carrying the nastiest missiles you ever saw. Like whenever it launches one of its turd missiles... whatever it hits - people, trees, buildings - turns into shit. My hometown, my old school, my family, my girlfriend, old man John... Everything in that turd's path turned into shit 007 is the biggest thing to come out of England since the Mayflower. I wouldn't be surprised if they made 20 more of those movies. You're not a snake, and I'm not an ocelot. We're men with names. My name... is Adamska. And you? John. Plain name. But I won't forget it. In 1960 I saw a vision of the ideal future from space. Three years earlier the Soviet Union had succeeded in launching Sputnik, the first manmade satellite in history, into orbit. This came as a huge shock to the United States. In response, America threw everything it had into its own manned space flight project, the Mercury project. Even as the Soviets seemed poised to send their first man into space America was still experimenting with chimpanzees in rockets. The government wanted human data. So they secretly decided to send a human being into space. I was the one they chose. At the time they didn't have the technology to block out cosmic rays and whoever they sent up would inevitably be exposed to heavy radiation. That's why they chose me. After all, I had already been irradiated once. Of course, you won't find any of this in the history books. I could see the planet as it appeared form space. That's when it finally hit me. Space exploration is nothing but another game in the power struggle between the US and USSR. Politics, economics, the arms race - they're all just arenas for meaningless competition. I'm sure you can see that. But the Earth itself has no boundaries. No East, No West, No Cold War. And the irony of it is, the United States and the Soviet Union are spending billions on their space programs and the missile race only to arrive at the same conclusion. In the 21st century everyone will be able to see that we are all just inhabitants of a little celestial body called Earth. A world without communism and capitalism... that is the world I wanted to see. But reality continued to betray me. Snake, what have you done? You've changed history. You've created a Time Paradox! What is that stance? And that gun? [Ocelot pulls the trigger, but his gun jams, then Snake proceeds to take down him and every GRU surrounding him] You ejected the first bullet by hand, didn't you? I see what you were trying to do, but testing a technique you've only heard about in the middle of battle wasn't very smart. You were asking to have your gun jam on you. Besides, I don't think you're cut out for an automatic in the first place; you tend to twist your elbow a little to absorb the recoil. That's more of a revolver technique. But, that was some fancy shooting. You're pretty good I'm in a box I dunno. I was just looking at it, and suddenly I got this irresistible urge to get inside. No not just an urge - more than that. It was my destiny to be here; in the box. when I put it on, I suddenly got this feeling of inner peace. I can't put it into words. I feel... safe. Like this is where I was meant to be. Like I'd found the key to true happiness. Does any of that make sense? Not even a little. You should come inside the box... Then you'll know what I mean. Man. I don't wanna know what you mean! Between you and Para-Medic, is everyone but me that is hooked up with the Major strange? Yeah, well, anyway. I suppose even that dumbass box might make a decent disguise if you wear it inside a building I raised you, and loved you, I've given you weapons, taught you techniques, endowed you with knowledge. There's nothing more for me to give you. All that's left for you to take is my life. Commencing operation Snake Eater. Real heroes are never made public. You're a soldier! Finish your mission! Show your loyalty! Face me. Whaddya say to one last showdown? Kuwabara, Kuwabara.
[Volgin's body sparkles from electric bolts] Remember the Alamo You're running low on anger I love barbecues Reloading like this... is a revolution This is one for the history books, the world's first HALO jump Spread your wings and fly. God be with you! This bitch is wearing perfume I am the Fury... The flames of my rage will incinerate you! I came back from space, and as I returned, I had one vision... the world set ablaze! And do you know what I saw? Fury! A great and terrible fury at being alive! Now you will feel the scorching heat of that horrible blackness I... am the Fear... I shall fill you with fear as you have never experienced before! Come into my web......I beg of you, grant me the strength to take this... final prey... let me linger in this world just a little longer. I have already slept enough for one lifetime... enough for an eternity, you have my thanks. I have to thank you... for waking me, if you hadn't shown up, my sleep would have been eternal... do you hear me, Snake? I am The End, I am here to bring you to your ultimate fate. You will make a fine quarry for my final hunt. This world is one of sadness. Battle brings death. Death brings sorrow. The living may not hear them. Their voices may fall upon deaf ears. But make no mistake - the dead... are not silent. Jack... or should I say Snake... you're a wonderful man. Kill me now. There's only room for one snake and one boss. Snake, have you seen "007: From Russia with Love"? I don't like those movie. Real spies are nothing like James Bond. It's pure fantasy. Snake, I don't think the Major's going to like you saying that And even though it's fiction. I can't help but comparing myself to Bond. What exactly don't you like about James Bond? Is it the fantastic gadgets? The cars? The guns? Snake, wouldn't you like to have a gun shaped like a pen? What good is a pen going to do me in the jungle? I'd look like a fool. Then what about a snake-shaped gun? You could make it look like you're grappling with a giant snake and then get a shot in on the enemy while they're distracted. Ok, now you're being ridiculous Look at this scar. This is proof that I was once a mother. I gave up my body and my child for my country. There is nothing left inside me now. Nothing at all. No hatred, not even regret. And yet sometimes at night I can still feel the pain creeping up inside me. Slithering through my body, like a snake It was November 1st, 1951. I was in the Nevada desert participating in atomic testing. The name "Nevada" is derived from Spanish... "covered in snow," "white as snow." And snow is exactly what I saw in the that Nevada desert. It froze my blood white. Boss, why are you doing this? Why? To make the world one again From the looks of it, it's fitted with a 100-round drum magazine... and it never runs out of ammo? Why's that? Because the internal feed mechanism is shaped like an infinity symbol. Ah, I get it. Yep, that'll give you unlimited ammo. "The Alligator People." It's a science fiction movie. You've never heard of it? well you should see it sometime. It's about this guy who gets hurt in a car accident and tries to heal his wounds by injecting himself with a crocodile serum, but then his head turns into a crocodile head. You look just like him with that mask on. That's awesome. Who's afraid of a little thunder? Ocelots are proud creatures, they prefer to hunt alone 70% of my existence is made of movies. It is up to you to decide what to do with the remaining 30% Why was a legendary hero forced to betray her country? Why was she targeted for assassination by you, her most beloved disciple? I've no use for fabrications. I want the truth... The Boss's last will This is Solid Snake... Metal Gear has been destroyed. Operation Intrude N313 was a success! No big deal, job done, that's all... No big deal... I'm coming back now... OVER 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. 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! Genes exist to pass down our hopes and dreams for the future through our children. Living is a link to the future. That's how all life works. Loving each other, teaching each other... that's how we can change the world. I finally realized it. The true meaning of life...We're not tools of the government or anyone else! Fighting was the only thing... the only thing I was good at, but... At least I always fought for what I believed in...The whole reason I got into science in the first place was because I was no good with people. I was scared of them. I was scared of life. I thought that I could never understand them because they're so illogical. But I've finally learned how to like people. I'm not afraid anymore. 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. Jack, listen to me. We're all born with an expiration date. No one lasts forever. Life is nothing but a grace period - for turning our genetic material into the next generation. The data of life is transferred from parent to child. That's how it works. But we have no heirs, no legacy. Cloned from our father, with the ability to reproduce conveniently engineered out. What is our legacy if we cannot pass the torch? Proof of our existence - a mark of some sort. When the torch is passed on from parent to child... it extends beyond DNA; information is imparted as well. All I want is to be remembered. By other people, by history. The Patriots are trying to protect their power, their own interests, by controlling the digital flow of information. I want my memory, my existence to remain. Unlike an intron of history, I will be remembered as an exon. That will be my legacy, my mark on history. But the Patriots would deny us even that, I will triumph over the Patriots, and liberate us all. And we will become the "Sons of Liberty"! Snake, listen to me. She didn't betray the United States. No, far from it. She was a hero who died for her country. She carried out her mission knowing full well what was going to happen. Self-sacrifice... because that was her duty. The Boss' defection was a ruse set up by the US government. It was all a big drama staged by Washington so they could get their hands on the Philosopher's Legacy, and the Boss was the star of the show. They planned it so that they could get the Legacy that Colonel Volgin inherited and destroy the Shagohod at the same time. Only a legendary hero like The Boss could have earned Volgin's trust. Finding out where the Philosopher's Legacy was hidden was to be her greatest mission. Everything was going according to plan... but then something happened that no one could have predicted. Colonel Volgin fired an American-made nuclear warhead at Sokolov's research facility. Khrushchev demanded that the US government provide proof that it wasn't involved. They couldn't just abort the operation to steal the Legacy, so the operation itself was greatly expanded and revised. The authorities in Washington knew that in order to prove its innocence they'd have to get rid of The Boss and that one of their own would have to do the job. The public couldn't be allowed to find out about it, not ever. This, they concluded, would be the best way to keep the whole thing under wraps. The Boss wouldn't be allowed to come back home alive. And she wouldn't be allowed to kill herself. Her life would be ended by her most beloved disciple... that was the way the government wanted it. That was the mission she was given. And she had no choice but to carry it out... her death at your hands was a duty she had to fulfill. Out of duty, she turned her back on her own comrades. A lesser woman would have been crushed by such a burden. [Snake walks through a cemetery with a bunch of flowers] The taint of disgrace will follow her to her grave. Future generations will revile her: In America, as a despicable traitor with no sense of honor; and in Russia, as a monster who unleashed a nuclear catastrophe. She will go down in official history as a war criminal, and no one will ever understand her... that was her final mission. And like a true soldier, she saw it through the end. But I think she wanted you, of all people to know the truth. She wanted to live on in your memory. Not as a soldier, but as a woman. But... she was forbidden to tell you herself. And that's why she told me. [Snake puts his flowers and the Patriot by a headstone marked "In memory of a patriot who saved the world: 192?-1964"] Snake, history will never know what she did. No one will ever learn the truth. Her story, her debriefing... will endure only in your heart. [tearfully] Everything she did, she did for her country. She sacrificed her life and her honor for her native land. She was a real hero. She was a true patriot. [A tearful Snake salutes the headstone] War has changed. It's no longer about nations, ideologies or ethnicity. It's an endless series of proxy battles, fought by mercenaries and machines. War, and its consumption of life, has become a well-oiled machine. War has changed. ID tagged soldiers carry ID tagged weapons, use ID tagged gear. Nanomachines inside their bodies enhance and regulate their abilities. Genetic control. Information control. Emotion control. Battlefield control. Everything is monitored, and kept under control. War has changed. The age of deterrence has become the age of control. All in the name of averting catastrophe from weapons of mass destruction. And he who controls the battlefield, controls history. War has changed. When the battlefield is under total control, war... becomes routine. This is only the beginning, Snake. America will descend into chaos... It'll be the Wild West all over again. No law, no order. Fire will spread across the world. The people will fight... and through battle, they will know the fullness of life. At last... our father's will... his Outer Heaven... is complete. Everything has its beginning. But doesn't start at "one." It starts long before that, in chaos. The world is born... from zero. The moment zero becomes one is the moment the world springs to life. One becomes two, two becomes ten, ten becomes 100. Taking it all back to one solves nothing. So long as Zero remains, one... will eventually grow to 100 again. And so our goal was to erase Zero. Even the mighty Patriots began with a single man. That one man's desires grew huge, bloated; absorbed technology; began to manipulate the economy. We realized too late that we had created a beast. We had helped turn Zero into 100. His sin... was ours. And for that reason, I'm taking it upon myself to send Zero... back to nothing. [...] It's not about changing the world. It's about doing our best to leave the world the way it is. It's about respecting the will of others and believing in your own. [...] Zero and I... Liquid and Solidus... We all fought a long, bloody war for our liberty to free ourselves from systems, nations, norms and ages, but no matter how hard we fought, the only liberty we found was on the inside, trapped within those limits... The Boss and I may have taken different paths but in the end, we were both trapped inside the same cage... "Liberty." But you have been given freedom. Freedom to be... Outside. It was four years ago, in Mozambique. There was a child soldier fighting with a guerrilla group in the struggle for independence. He killed dozens of government soldiers with just a single knife. He'd throw the enemy off guard with the innocent frankness of a young boy. Then he'd prey on them with the cold cruelty of a hunter. He spoke a little German so his enemies called him, "Frank Jaeger"... the frank hunter. Soldiers, hear my words! The Cold War will soon be over. For the United States and the Soviet Union no longer have the strength or authority to shape the world as they seem fit. Even as America sinks deeper into the quagmire of the Vietnam War, her allies in the West have achieved tremendous economic growth. And with the collapse of its planned economy, Russia can no longer keep up with the financial demands of her vast army. But the end of the Cold War does not mean that peace will follow. Freed from the domination of the world's superpowers, nationalism will soon be the driving force behind global politics. And the ever-widening gap between rich and poor will fan the flames of hatred between nations. Nuclear weapons will slip from the superpowers' grasp and spread throughout the world. Soon no one will know when or where the nukes will come from. Today's ally may be tomorrow's bitter enemy. Or worse: the time may come when soldiers of the same country will kill their brothers, just like you are now. Who of you can say that tomorrow you won't be aiming your rifles at your neighbors? Your comrades? Your families? Is there no one who has a grudge against you? No one who mocks you? No one who really needs you? Is there truly no one out there who would kill you? One of my men is standing amongst you right now. His instructions are to kill you - for your betrayal. Your enemy is standing right beside you. [points at individual soldiers] Is it you?... Or perhaps you?... This planet is like a giant bomb. See how easily it blows itself to bits with a single nuclear warhead. Or rather, a single bullet. [laughs] There he is... It's the enemy! Why are you still alive? I used to get dreams, about my comrades. They would save me with strong arms and laughing voices. When I woke up from these dreams, I had nothing. No joy, no sorrow, no hatred, no memory. When I woke up from the darkness, all I saw were the bodies of men I've killed, lying in front of me. I know. Everyone dies. Crime. Disease. Accidents. War. No matter how good a man you are, no matter how good a soldier, there are no exceptions. Even if I don't kill them, they die. This world is full of death and yet you won't be killed. Why? Why do you still live? What do you hope to accomplish by living? No offense, but I don't know what peace is, 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. Played college ball, ya know, [Headbutts Raiden and pulls his visor off] Try University of Texas. Coulda gone pro if I hadn't joined the Navy! I'm not one of those beltway pansies. I could break the president in two… with my bare hands. Don't fuck with this senator!
[He kicks Raiden into the air like a football, cueing inexplicable cheering in the background] Alright...the truth, then. You're right about one thing -- I do need Capital, And Votes! Wanna know why?! "I have a dream"! That one day, every person in this nation will control their own destiny! A land of the truly free dammit! A nation of action not words -- ruled by strength not committee! Where the law changes to suit the individual, not the other way around! Where power and justice are in back where they belong, in the hands of the people! Where every man is free -- to think --to act -- For himself! Fuck all these limp-dick lawyers, and these chicken shit bureaucrats! Fuck this 24/7 internet spew of trivia and celebrity bullshit! Fuck American Pride -- fuck the media -- Fuck - all of it! America is diseased -- rotten to the core...there's no saving it... We need to pull it out by the roots! Wipe the slate clean -- burn it down! And from the ashes a new America will be born! Evolved but unchained! The weak will be purged -- and the strongest will thrive -- free to live as they see fit! They'll make America great again! I'm using war as a business to get elected! So I can end war as a business...In my new America, people will die and kill...for what they believe! Not for money -- Not for oil -- Not for what they're told is right! Every man will be free to fight his own wars! Hah...so, what do you think? How the hell did you get elected...Well, I don't write my own speeches. You should try fighting for what you believe in sometime, Jack. Not for a company, or a nation, or for anyone else. Maybe I was wrong about you...I'll rid this world of pointless wars, Jack. I was wrong. You're not greedy-YOU'RE BATSHIT INSANE! THEY PLAYED US LIKE A DAMN FIDDLE! IM BURNING UUUUUUPPPPPP Now I see. You deny your weapon its purpose! It yearns to bath in the blood of your enemies... but you hold it back! No... My sword is a tool of justice. You aren't the only one to grow up on the killing fields. War is a cruel parent, but an effective teacher. Its final lesson is carved deep in my psyche: that this world, and all of its people, are diseased. Free will is a myth. Religion is a joke. We are all pawns of something even greater: memes, the DNA of the soul. They shape our will. They are the culture. They are everything we pass on. Expose someone to anger long enough, they will learn to hate. They become a carrier. Envy, greed, despair: all memes, all passed on. You can't fight nature, Jack. Wind blows, rain falls, and the strong prey upon the weak. Sam tells me you see your weapon as a "tool": something that saves lives, a means of justice. Now, there's a pretty meme! Exquisite! It spared you the burden of all the lives you've taken, absolved you of guilt when you enjoyed it. You're right...about me, I mean. I knew something was...off. After the Patriots, I thought I could walk off the battlefield and into a normal life...but here I am, surrounded by death, arguing philosophy with terrorists. I told myself this was about justice, about protecting the weak...but I was wrong. I learned young that killing your enemies felt good. Really good. In America, my friends, my family...they helped me forget the devil inside...but who am I kidding? I was born to kill! The bit about my sword, that "means of justice" stuff? I guess I just needed something to keep "the Ripper" in check when I was knee-deep in bodies...But you..all this...is a wake-up call to what I really believe...what I really am. What are you saying? I'm saying Jack is back! That nickname you love sooo much- wanna know how I got it? Actually, why don't I give you a demonstration? I think it's time for Jack... TO LET 'ER RIP! I'm no hero... Never was. I'm just an old killer... Hired to do some wet work. You, too... Immortal? No. I just don't fear death. If you had been in my place back then, maybe you wouldn't have made the same mistakes I did. Ever since the day I killed The Boss with my own hands, I... was already dead. Boss... you were right. It's not about changing the world. It's about doing our best to leave the world... the way it is. It's about respecting the will of others, and believing in your own. Hey Snake, something I've been meaning to ask you. That canyon... Isn't that where you demolished Raven's tank? How'd you do it, anyway? Well... Grenades. That's it? You didn't use an anti-tank missile or something? Didn't have one. Your technique is kind of... how do I put this... archaic when it comes to fighting tanks. Honestly, I don't think it'd work on today's main battle tanks. Well, that's how I did it. What do you want me to say? You know, I asked an active-duty Army officer once: If an infantryman had to take on a tank one-on-one, how should he do it? And what was his answer? "Don't." He swore there's no way in hell a single infantryman could take down a tank by himself. I always suspected there was a little something crazy about you, Snake. But after hearing that story... Now I know it. You're nuts! Single-handedly taking out a tank? That's crazy! You're insane! Otacon, is this your idea of a compliment? Yes! You're the toughest, craziest, most hardcore badass on the planet! You're... the shit! Drop your weapon! You haven't even taken the safety off, rookie. Careful, I'm no rookie! I'm a ten year vet. How the hell did you ever survive ten years? Come quick! They're ready! They look... yummy! Sorta like the sun. It's rising again...I never thought of you as a son, but I always respected you as a soldier... and as a man. Boss... you say there's only room for one Snake... no... the world is better off... without Snakes...So long as there is light... there will always be a shadow This is it, brother; Our final moment. The battle has ended, but we are not yet free! The war is over... but... You and I still have a score to settle. SHOW ME WHAT YOU'VE GOT, SNAKE! Rose. I'm done running, Snake, it's my turn to protect you...I am lightning, the rain transformed...It was never going to work out for me. It even rained the day I was born. You've got it all wrong. You were the lightning in that rain. You can still shine through the darkness. The tongues of dying men force attention, like deep harmony. Where words are spent, they are seldom spent in vain. This is the liberty we've won for ourselves: Outer Haven! And with this weapon I will destroy JD! Then, everything ends, and everything begins! But as for you, brother, you'll stay here to mark this island's watery grave! And I want a real wedding! With flowers... and a cake! It was my dream ever since I was a girl. Do you see this, Zero? We are victorious! Behold, Guns of the Patriots! It all began with a bunch of old fools. Now they've all passed away, their era of folly is over.