And My Soul Starts to Bleed Its Hapoening Again
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Max Payne ii: The Fall of Max Payne is a computer game developed by Remedy Amusement in 2003.
Max Payne [edit]
- Life knows ii miseries; getting what you don't want and non getting what you lot want.
- This hadn't been my first fall in the night, nevertheless just a prelude to the real deal, still a long mode to the lesser.
- I lied to myself that it was over. I was still alive, my loved ones were nonetheless dead. It wasn't over.
- I didn't deserve to walk away. There are no happy endings.
- A bomb went off in my caput. The bullet lodged in my encephalon moved a fatal, microscopic altitude.
- Everything had started out as black and white. Somewhere down the road, the line went blurry. The colors started to run, got smudged and greyness. Winterson had been above my suspicion. It felt like a good day.
- There was a blind spot in my head, a bullet-shaped hole where the answers should be. Call it deprival. I wanted to dig within my skull and scrape out the pain.
- Kissing her, I remember of the cold laws of cause and effect.
- Mona'south advent had triggered a dislocation. Schizophrenia. I felt elation, simply with it, fear that all the past evils had come along for the ride.
- Home, sweet home. Something in the night felt like a door had been opened, an echo of the by, an sometime monster snapping its optics open in the depths of my brain. Closing your eyes forces you to look at the darkness inside.
- A funhouse is a linear sequence of scares. Have it or get out it is the but selection given. Makes you think almost free will: have our choices been fabricated for united states of america because of who we are?
- Mona had come through here, the dead cleaners is a sign of her passage.
- [Narration, afterward having seen Mona Sax, whom he thought dead] If you think nothing can get to you, yous're lying to yourself. At all-time yous're temporarily dead. A lightning bolt could re-breathing you without a alarm.
- The past is a gaping hole. Y'all try to run from it, but the more you run, the deeper, more than terrible it grows behind you, its edges yawning at your heels. Your but chance is to plough around and face information technology. But it's like looking downwardly into the grave of your love, or kissing the mouth of a gun, a bullet trembling in its night nest, ready to blow your head off.
- Throw the rules out the window, odds are yous'll become that style also.
- Similar all the bad things in my life, it started with the death of a woman. I couldn't save her.
- The genius of the pigsty: no thing how long you spend climbing out, you can still fall back downward in an instant.
- All this time we got the fable of Sleeping Beauty wrong. The prince didn't osculation her to wake her up. No one who slept for a hundred years is likely to wake upwardly. Information technology was the other way round. He kisses her to wake himself upwardly from the nightmare that has brought him there.
- They were after me, it was my error. You can't run from your past. You'll end up running in circles. Until you fall dorsum down to the same pigsty you were trying to escape from, only the hole's grown deeper.
- Death is inevitable. Our fear of it makes the states play safe, blocks out emotion. It'due south a losing game. Without passion yous are already dead.
- At that place are no choices. Nothing but a straight line. The illusion comes later on, when yous inquire "why me?" and "what if?". When you look back and see the branches, like a pruned bonsai tree, or forked lightning. If yous had done something differently, information technology wouldn't be you, information technology would be someone else looking back, asking a different ready of questions.
- The trouble with wanting something is the fear of losing it, or never getting it. The thought makes yous weak.
- Now, similar all my loves, she is mine forever. She has brought me here, to this moment of clarity, where time slows down, and I cull to look back, to see myself. And in that human activity of seeing, I am reborn.
- As surely as the bullet rips through the victim's flesh, organ and bone, it shatters the image of the man who pulls the trigger.
- The past is a puzzle, similar a cleaved mirror. As you slice it together, you cut yourself, your paradigm keeps shifting. And you change with information technology. It could destroy you lot, drive you mad. It could set you free.
- I didn't know what Mona wanted, if it was the same thing that I was after. To kill those who were trying to kill her. The bullet, real or imagined, lodged in her head routing her synapses. Driving her on.
- This is what I see when I expect back. These moments, blinding every bit snow, they kill you lot, change you. You die and alive again, remade.
- I had a flop ticking in my caput. No amount of painkillers would disable it.
- "The things that I want", by Max Payne. A smoke. A whiskey. For the sunday to shine. I want to sleep to forget. To change the past. My wife and baby girl back. Unlimited ammo and a license to kill. Right then, more anything, I wanted her.
- In that location are things in life yous cannot choose: how you feel.
- Like always, the expressionless had all the answers I was missing. Information technology wasn't that they weren't eager to talk; quite the contrary, the dead had enough to say and once they started, they would never close up. Their words would go on y'all awake at night.
- When you're waking up, the world is a blur. What was clear in a dream, of a sudden makes no sense. No surreal rescues. No easy, magic fashion out. But you are awake.
- With no way to bargain with the past, I kept my eyes on the road, off the rear-view mirror and the road-kill behind me. I chased lesser mysteries, other people's crimes.
- Einstein was correct, time is relative to the observer. When you're looking down the barrel of a gun, time slows down. Your whole life flashes past, heartbreak and scars. Stay with it, and y'all tin can live a lifetime in that split second.
- This is beloved. When someone drags you from the wreckage when y'all have given in, ready to just lie in that location and dice. This is beloved. When someone, no thing what the toll, shows you there is hope, a choice, that you can put down your gun. This is love. Honey hurts.
- When amusement turns into a surreal reflection of your life, you're a lucky man if y'all can laugh at the joke. Luck and I weren't on speaking terms, or maybe the place was just too damn lame to exist funny.
- Your past has a manner of sneaking up on yous. You lot'll hear broken echoes of it everywhere, similar a bad replay. You'll become mad at everyone for reminding you lot most it, even if it's all in your head.
- Yous come to, amidst the wreckage of your own making. Do you stay there, eyes squeezed close, afraid to motion, hoping to bleed to death? Or do you crawl out, assistance your loved ones, brand sure the fire doesn't spread, try to fix it?
- Firing a gun is a binary selection. Either yous pull the trigger or yous don't.
- The explosion in my apartment had started a burn. The flames couldn't fire abroad my by. They only made the shadows behind me leap college.
- In a nightmare, every choice yous make is a wrong ane. I would wake up at dark, afraid that solar day was a dream I'd forget.
- I am afraid. Simply I start again from the beginning, trace my own steps to the scene of the crime.
- The gilding on the mask had croaky to reveal the rot underneath.
- The earth was getting likewise small for condolement.
- "Cleaners" was a misnomer. They were making a mess of it.
- I felt like I was walking into a trap. I felt guilty, like I was about to get caught.
- Fraternizing with the enemy. I had stepped over the edge. The cartoon moment when the gravity waits for the coyote to realize his error before the plunge.
- Mona was still the answer. I defenseless glimpses of her out of the corner of my eye, felt her presence everywhere I went. I was trying to trace her path, recreate the winding course of the magic bullet in her head. I couldn't notice her.
- She was dead. The bullet in her caput had come up to the cease of its slow-motion journey.
- I'd plant the sniper'southward hideout. They'd been spying on me for days, weeks, months even. My every activeness, observed, recorded, analyzed. The identify was the proof every paranoiac dreams of.
- I had tried to run from information technology, edit it out. Winterson was dead. I was a murderer.
- Ane thing left to do. I was compelled to give Vlad his gun dorsum. One bullet at a fourth dimension.
- Home is where your eye is … [Cleaner in distance, speaking to other cleaner: "Simple, not like in the movies where the hero has a chance to disarm the flop."] Once, it would have been a house in the suburbs … [Cleaner in distance, again speaking to other cleaner: "He opens the door, and Boom!"] At present, null was left of it … [The door is opened by a third cleaner and blows all three up, besides as the apartment] I wasn't happy with the way the cleaners were doing their job.
- Behind the door [seventh flooring of the apartment edifice] were the suites. They weren't an improvement on the regular apartments.
- Without Mona'southward assist, I'd be a dead man. All of a sudden, for the outset fourth dimension in I don't know how long, I realized, I didn't wish to exist dead.
- [Over microphone] Vlad, shut up and stay alive, I'm coming.
- Mona, these guys are packing, close to overkill, hardcore professionals.
- I felt the rise of that erstwhile familiar feeling. I hated it. I welcomed it.
- [In a dream, in a jail cell labeled "paranoid"] Expect, merely wait, I can figure this out, I can prepare this. I can make information technology improve! Simply think. Recall!
- It was all connected. The murder of Senator Gate, the Cleaners, the Inner Circle, Vinnie Gognitti. I had to make Winterson come across it.
- Vinnie was about to piss his pants, he'd terminate up brusk circuiting the bomb and bravado us both up.
- Winterson would have found a mode to do this dainty, neat and clean. Logic told me backup should be on its way. Somebody must have heard the gunfire. Logic was such a liar.
- Mona'southward words on her being a "sitting duck" kept playing in my caput. The bomb had misdirection written all over it.
- I couldn't crack her. I had to crack the example.
- Sometimes, something good comes out of it. Something you know you wouldn't deserve in a 1000000 years.
- You'd take to be a kickoff-caste fool to fall for a adult female who returns from the dead only to put a gun to your face up.
- She was beautiful. I hated her for making me feel this way.
- At present that I was with her, I was reluctant to hear her answers.
- Your by is like pieces of a broken mirror. You try to pick them up, just you only end up cutting yourself.
- [Final quote] I had a dream of my wife. She was dead. Simply it was all right.
- Information technology was almost morning, waking upwardly from the American Dream. We are willing to suffer, to dice for the things we care most. For love, for the right choices, Because of her, I had solved the case. My case. All of it. Who I am. Is it worth it? Saying that information technology never is would exist a lie. Sometimes you get lucky. Sometimes, something good comes out of it. Something you lot know you wouldn't deserve in a million years. Something that gives you a reason to go along.
- Merely said in the Expressionless on Arrival ending
Mona Sax [edit]
- [To Max] What are you and then afraid of? What practise you want from me?
- [Trying to assist Max, to herself] Sometimes, Mona, you gotta go down to go upwards.
- You're a bastard, Max.
- [To Vlad, having shot him in the arm] See? You're aught but a one-armed brigand.
- [Final quote] God, I turned out to be such a dryad in distress.
- She dies after saying this unless the game has been completed on Dead on Arrival difficulty.
Vladimir Lem [edit]
- [Catchphrase] Have no fear, Vlad is hither!
- [catchphrase] (Name of person(s) he is talking to), love of all my friends...!
- Max! 911! Bad guys with big guns!
- [Over microphone] Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to nowadays Max Payne. New York's Finest, with the biggest mobster bodycount always. Dearest guests, gear up to die … [Contrasted gunfire] Max, I'd love to come and welcome you, but I'k decorated dodging bullets and hiding under a desk at the moment.
- [Over microphone] Max? Damn it … aaaaaaaaaaarrrrrgghhhhh!
- Hypothetically, if the only selection you've got is to do the incorrect thing, then information technology'southward non actually the wrong thing, information technology'south more than like fate.
- I hate to do this, but you lot know how you are, you lot would never let it go!
- It's improve to reign in Hell than to serve in Heaven.
- Actual quote from Paradise Lost by John Milton
- No gun when yous need one …
- [Almost Mona] I know of her. Her reputation as a hired killer. I hear she is a stone fox. I would fuck her.
- [To Max] Besides, a gentleman always avenges the insults washed to his lady. You did kill Winterson. [Shoots Max]
- Of class, we concur to disagree.
- [Alfred Woden's message auto] I am coming to kill you, onetime man. You really know how to piss me off, you know? Would it accept killed y'all to say "thanks" for once in your life, to say, "Vlad, my son – can I call you my son, because I sure do love you like one. – Vlad, my son, yous are a true prodigy, everything you touch turns to gold." Oh, look, it is going to kill you. I'grand done doing your dirty piece of work for you. You should exist proud. I accept learned all yous've taught me. I'thousand coming to evidence y'all.
- You have wrecked my restaurant twice now. You lot can be and so damn uncompromising, fanatical about these things Max. One of these days, it'south going to become you killed!
- What the fuck is incorrect with y'all, Max?! Why don't you lot just die?! You hate life, you're miserable all the time, afraid to savour yourself fifty-fifty a little. Face it, yous might as well be dead already. Practice yourself a favor, give up!
- [Final words] Max … love of all my friends … I was supposed to exist the hero …
Vinnie Gognitti [edit]
- [Regarding his drove of Captain Baseball Bat Boy merchandise] What? What, I'g a collector! Exercise yous know how much this stuff is worth? I tell ya', fuckin' much! At that place's nothin' nerdy about it, I'm a collector! Lots of tough guys are into this stuff! Frankie was into this stuff, he was a fuckin' tough guy! Just yous wait till I sell my drove online! Nosotros'll see who's the nerd when I'm a millionaire!
- Well, that was fun, in a fucking terrible, sick, non-at-all fun style!
- Aw, human! Why does this go along happenin' to me? Oh, it was sooo perfect [the Behemothic-headed Baseball-bat male child costume], at present it's ruined! [Max comes through the doorway] Aw, no! No way!
- [Shooting his Ingram at Vlad] Die, Russian! Fuckin' die already!
- No no no no no PAYNE WHADDYA DOIN?!! WHADDYA DOIN?!!! Those are priceless collectors items! Payne, whaddaya doin'?! Aww shit! Ohh...
Various [edit]
- The Pinkish Flamingo: [on TV] .mirrors are more fun than television
- The Pink Flamingo: [on TV] .she has dyed her hair ruby-red
- The Pink Flamingo: [on TV] .the mankind of fallen angels
- John Mirra: [on Tv, address Unknown] When Mirra killed once more, the map of the city inverse. Like a shifting glacier, a new crack appeared with every gunshot. I had abandoned all conventional methods of navigation. I was following the bloody signs he kept leaving me. And he was watching me do it.
- John Mirra: [on TV, accost Unknown] Wherever I went, the pay phones started to ring. Finally, I collected enough courage to answer one.
- Dick Justice: [on Telly] The rain was comin' down like all the angels in sky decided to accept a piss at the aforementioned time. When you're in a state of affairs like mine, you can but think in metaphors.
- Mafia Thug: [fighting Cleaners] Motherfuckers! You lot think you tin come in here, you think you can? Eh? Eh?! You think! Y'all recollect wrong, motherfuckers! You recollect incorrect!
- Jim Bravura: They [the cleaners] hit your home? It'southward like a friggin' Kindergarten out in that location! What side by side? A kid with a bag full of guns and a head full of videogames turns the house into a shooting gallery. Breaks my heart.
- Jim Bravura: [after being shot by a cleaner] Bullshit!
- Mike the Cowboy: Of course he'south non expressionless yet, the sheriff only dies in the cease. Well, Payne, I'm here, in the boss' office. Come on. I'm waiting. Let's finish this. What'south taking you and then long, sheriff? Scared?
Dialogue [edit]
- Mona Sax: The Circle goes back to the centuries-erstwhile masonic cults, corruption and assassinations reaching all the way to presidential level.
- Max Payne: Right. And here I was thinking conspiracy theories had gone out of style.
- Mona Sax: There's a contract out on u.s.a..
- Max Payne: There is no "us" in this.
- Max Payne: [seeing Mona after a long time] Mona?
- Mona Sax: Max, we got to cease meeting like this.
- Max: Mona Sax?
- Officeholder Petersburg: The last pokey downwards the corridor to your left. Mona Sax, huh? Lucky bastard, I wouldn't listen getting a argument from her. Yeah, she'south a looker. She killed someone? Amend be careful, Payne. Very Bones Instinct.
- Mafia thug 1: Oh yeah, like proficient ol' times. When we were still peddling V, when nosotros had that Russian son of a bitch downwards for the count. When we were hunting that cloak-and-dagger fed, what'due south his name again? "Hurt"?
- Mafia thug ii: "Injure" my donkey. "Payne" was his name, "Payne".
- Mafia thug 3: It's raining cats and dogs here!
- Mafia thug 2: "For I'thousand a pelting dog too".
- Mafia thug iii: Stay sharp. Information technology's gonna rain somethin' else also when the cleaners show upwards.
- Mafia thug 1: Nosotros need to keep those Russians away from the dominate.
- Mafia thug 2: Aye, keep them abroad from the … the captain. Oh, I'm sad, sorry, I know information technology's nothing to express joy almost, mortiferous serious.
- Mafia thug three: The Adventures of Captain Big Head Gognitti! [Vinnie is tricked by Vlad into putting on a Behemothic-headed Captain Baseball-bat Boy costume with a bomb in the head]
- Cleaner 1: He tells me that I'm new to this job, and that I'll exist workin' with all of the colours except dark-green.
- [The final episode of Address Unknown, the TV series]
- John Mirra (Protagonist): [answers the phone and listens]
- John Mirra (Antagonist): John Mirra?
- John Mirra (Protagonist): This is he.
- John Mirra (Antagonist): This is John Mirra. Welcome to the next level.
- Vinnie Gognitti: No! Payne! Non you! Why does this keep happening to me? Payne, you gotta assist me! At that place'south a freaking flop in here. If I accept the caput off, it blows. Cheerio Bye Vinnie! Yous're a freaking cop! Y'all gotta aid me!
- Max Payne: How did this happen?
- Vinnie Gognitti: The Russian tricked me.
- Max Payne: Join the club.
- Vinnie Gognitti: I tin assist ya become him, I tin, I swear, You get me out of this and I volition help you lot get him.
External links [edit]
- Max Payne 2: The Fall of Max Payne quotes at the Internet Pic Database
- Official Max Payne two: The Autumn of Max Payne website
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