Metal Gear Solid

Naomi:
Well, if you come back in one piece, maybe I'll let you do a strip search on me.

Solid Snake:
I'll hold you to that, doctor.

Liquid Snake:
Foolish man. He prayed for death, and it found him. You see, Snake? You can't protect anyone.

Gray Fox:
Snake. 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.

Gray Fox:
That's it, Snake. Hurt me more. Make me feel alive again.

Solid Snake:
Unfortunately, killing is one of those things that gets easier every time you do it.

Liquid Snake:
So the Snake's finally come out of his hole? Are you ready now... my brother?

Solid Snake:
Why are you calling me brother? Who the hell are you?

Liquid Snake:
I'm YOU. I'm your shadow.

Solid Snake:
What?

Liquid Snake:
Ask the father that you killed. I'll send you to hell to meet him.

Solid Snake:
DAMN.

Gray Fox:
I'm like you, I have no name.

Solid Snake:
Who are you?

Gray Fox:
Neither enemy nor friend.

Solid Snake:
It's easy to forget what a sin is in the middle of a battlefield.

Otacon:
The truth is... my grandfather was part of the Manhattan Project. He lived with the guilt for the rest of his life. And my father... he was born on August 6, 1945.

Solid Snake:
The day of the Hiroshima bomb. God's got a sense of humor, all right.

Gray Fox:
A cornered fox is more dangerous than a jackal.

Solid Snake:
If you ask me, there's no happiness to be found in death... no peace either. I'm leaving here alive.

Liquid Snake:
Not yet Snake. It's not over yet.

Gray Fox:
'After Zanzibar, I was taken from the battle, neither truly alive, nor truly dead, an undying shadow, in a world of lights. Now, in front of you, I can finally die.

Master Miller:
Listen. There's not a soldier alive that doesn't question himself. And if there is one, he's nothing more than a murderer.

Psycho Mantis:
From the moment we're thrown into this world, we're fated to bring each other nothing but pain and misery.

Solid Snake:
I never felt truly alive until I was staring death in the face.

Liquid Snake:
You've served your purpose. You may die now.

Solid Snake:
People call mercenaries like us "Dogs of War." But you're different. You are a Wolf... You will die the proud wolf you are.

Solid Snake:
Looks like I got a roommate...

Gray Fox:
I've come from another world to do battle with you.

Solid Snake:
What is it? Revenge?

Gray Fox:
It is nothing so trivial as revenge. A fight to the death with you. Only in that can my soul find respite.

Gray Fox:
I... I... I'm losing myself.

Meryl Silverburgh:
That's the second time I've been able to sneak up on the legendary Solid Snake.

Liquid Snake:
I need to swat down a couple of bothersome flies.

Liquid Snake:
Sleeping late as usual.

Meryl Silverburgh:
What's your name? Your real name?

Solid Snake:
Name means nothing on the battlefield.

Meryl Silverburgh:
How old are you?

Solid Snake:
Old enough to know what death looks like.

Otacon:
I don't know why, but she's nice to me.

Solid Snake:
Sounds like Stockholm Syndrome to me.

Otacon:
Life isn't all about loss, ya know.

Solid Snake:
I don't believe in coincidences.

Solid Snake:
Okay, let me try to say this another way... stay the hell out of my way.

Meryl Silverburgh:
You're a real bastard, just like my uncle said.

Solid Snake:
Ha ha, I told you. The real me is no match for the legend.

Meryl Silverburgh:
It looks like you were right.

Meryl Silverburgh:
Don't worry, I'm disguised in this enemy uniform.

Solid Snake:
You won't be for long with the way you walk.

Meryl Silverburgh:
What does that mean?

Solid Snake:
Oh... nothing.

Solid Snake:
This isn't a training exercise. Our lives are riding on this. There are no heroes or heroines. If you lose, you're worm food.

Roy Campbell:
I just invited you here to have a chat.

Solid Snake:
Invited. That's what you call sending armed troops to my home?

Roy Campbell:
I'm sorry if they were rough on you.

Otacon:
Snake. What was she fighting for? What am I fighting for? What are you fighting for?

Solid Snake:
If we make it through this I'll tell you.

Otacon:
Okay. I'll be searching too.

Meryl Silverburgh:
Any family?

Solid Snake:
No, but I was raised by many people.

Meryl Silverburgh:
Is there anyone you like?

Solid Snake:
I've never been interested in anyone else's life...

Meryl Silverburgh:
So you are all alone. Just like Mantis said...

Solid Snake:
Other people just complicate my life. I don't like to get involved.

Meryl Silverburgh:
...You're a sad, lonely man.

Liquid Snake:
Stupid woman. Falling in love with a man who doesn't even have a name...

Solid Snake:
I have a name.

Liquid Snake:
NO. We have no past, no future. And even if we did, it wouldn't truly be ours.

Snake:
Looks like you're more than even now, his was sliced off.

Solid Snake:
A strong man doesn't need to read the future, he makes his own.

Naomi:
You mustn't allow yourself to be chained to fate, to be ruled by your genes. Human beings can choose the kind of life that they want to live. What's important is that you choose life... and then live.

Solid Snake:
Are you telling me Naomi was working with the Pentagon?

Liquid Snake:
They thought she was.

Mei Ling:
Snake. That's a ladies bathroom.

Solid Snake:
I know that. I saw Meryl come in here.

Mei Ling:
So you went in after her? Are you some kind of pervert? I won't let you save your mission now.

Solid Snake:
Listen Mei Ling, this is the only place on this base that I can talk to Meryl alone.

Mei Ling:
Whatever, weirdo. Don't call me again.

Dr. Naomi Hunter:
Are you smoking?

Solid Snake:
Yeah, so what?

Dr. Naomi Hunter:
Didn't you know that cigarettes contain benzopyrene, a chemical that leads to lung cancer? We now know that when benzopyrene enters the body, it changes to benzopyrene diolepoxide and attaches to the receptors on the P53 gene, the gene which causes lung cancer. The BPDE attaches to the P53 gene in three specific locations and causes pre-cancerous changes to the lung tissue.

Solid Snake:
You know a lot about science, but you don't know how good a cigarette tastes in the morning.

Roy Campbell:
If you ask me, these so-called Next-Generation Special Forces should to be called "simulated soldiers". They have no real battle experience.

Solid Snake:
Video game players, huh?

Kenneth Baker:
Secret projects paid for by the Pentagon's black budget. You can avoid a lot of red tape a get a great lead time on your weapons production. And no one can bother you... not even those bleeding heart liberals on the military oversight committee...

Solid Snake:
Bribes...

Kenneth Baker:
I prefer to think of it as good business...

Liquid Snake:
There's a killer inside you...

Gray Fox:
Only a fool trusts his life to a weapon.

Roy Campbell:
SNAAAAAAAAKE!

Mei Ling:
C'mon, Snake, don't call me for no reason!

bastard took my hand

MY HAND!