Under Siege1992

William Stranix:
I'll take that weapon. Quietly. Now!

(William Stranix grabs Casey Ryback's gun and tosses it.)

Casey Ryback:
You look familiar. I know you, don't I?

William Stranix:
I think you do. Been a long time.

Casey Ryback:
Yes, sir. It has.

William Stranix:
Turn around. We'll have a tour. Step forward. Here we have our Tomahawks speeding their way to the sunny Aloha State. Turn around. As you can see, there will be no return. I got the key. The lock is broken. Step forward. Have a sit over there. You'll watch the end of the world on TV, my man. Put your feet up. Relax. You know, you're good. You are really good. It's a shame to kill you. Behold my finest work.

Casey Ryback:
Do me a favor. Tell me something. You really think blowing up a bunch of innocent people will change anything? What made you flip like this?

William Stranix:
I got tired of coming up with last-minute desperate solutions to impossible problems created by other f***ing people.

Casey Ryback:
All your ridiculous, pitiful antics won't change a thing. You and I, we're puppets in the same sick play. We serve the same master and he's an ungrateful lunatic. There's nothing we can do about it. You and I are the same.

William Stranix:
Oh, no. No. No. No. There's a difference, my man. You have faith. I don't!