Life Starts All Over Again When It Gets Crisp in the Fall
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Max Payne 2: The Fall of Max Payne is a computer game adult by Remedy Entertainment in 2003.
Max Payne [edit]
- Life knows two miseries; getting what you don't desire and not getting what y'all want.
- This hadn't been my commencement autumn in the night, even so just a prelude to the real deal, still a long mode to the bottom.
- I lied to myself that it was over. I was yet alive, my loved ones were still dead. It wasn't over.
- I didn't deserve to walk away. There are no happy endings.
- A flop went off in my head. The bullet lodged in my brain moved a fatal, microscopic altitude.
- Everything had started out equally blackness and white. Somewhere down the route, the line went blurry. The colors started to run, got smudged and gray. Winterson had been in a higher place my suspicion. It felt like a goodbye.
- There was a blind spot in my head, a bullet-shaped hole where the answers should be. Call information technology deprival. I wanted to dig within my skull and scrape out the hurting.
- Kissing her, I think of the cold laws of cause and event.
- Mona's appearance had triggered a dislocation. Schizophrenia. I felt bliss, but with it, fear that all the by evils had come along for the ride.
- Habitation, sugariness dwelling house. Something in the night felt like a door had been opened, an repeat of the past, an old monster snapping its optics open up in the depths of my brain. Endmost your eyes forces you to look at the darkness within.
- A funhouse is a linear sequence of scares. Take it or leave information technology is the but pick given. Makes you think virtually free volition: have our choices been fabricated for the states because of who we are?
- Mona had come through here, the dead cleaners is a sign of her passage.
- [Narration, after having seen Mona Sax, whom he thought dead] If you think nothing tin can go to you lot, you're lying to yourself. At all-time you're temporarily dead. A lightning bolt could re-animate you without a warning.
- The past is a gaping pigsty. You try to run from information technology, but the more than yous run, the deeper, more than terrible it grows backside yous, its edges yawning at your heels. Your but chance is to plow around and confront it. Only information technology's like looking downwards into the grave of your love, or kissing the oral fissure of a gun, a bullet trembling in its dark nest, prepare to blow your caput off.
- Throw the rules out the window, odds are you'll go 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 hole: no affair how long you spend climbing out, you lot can still fall dorsum down in an instant.
- All this time nosotros got the legend of Sleeping Beauty wrong. The prince didn't kiss her to wake her up. No ane who slept for a hundred years is likely to wake up. It was the other way round. He kisses her to wake himself upward from the nightmare that has brought him in that location.
- They were after me, information technology was my mistake. You can't run from your past. You'll finish upward running in circles. Until y'all fall back downward to the same hole yous were trying to escape from, only the pigsty's grown deeper.
- Expiry is inevitable. Our fearfulness of it makes us play safe, blocks out emotion. It's a losing game. Without passion you are already dead.
- At that place are no choices. Nothing merely a direct line. The illusion comes afterwards, when y'all ask "why me?" and "what if?". When you lot look back and see the branches, like a pruned bonsai tree, or forked lightning. If y'all had done something differently, information technology wouldn't be y'all, it would be someone else looking back, request a different ready of questions.
- The problem with wanting something is the fear of losing it, or never getting it. The thought makes y'all weak.
- Now, like all my loves, she is mine forever. She has brought me here, to this moment of clarity, where time slows down, and I choose to look back, to see myself. And in that human action of seeing, I am reborn.
- As surely equally the bullet rips through the victim'due south mankind, organ and bone, it shatters the image of the man who pulls the trigger.
- The past is a puzzle, like a broken mirror. As y'all piece it together, yous cut yourself, your image keeps shifting. And you change with information technology. Information technology could destroy yous, drive you mad. Information technology could set you costless.
- I didn't know what Mona wanted, if information technology was the same thing that I was after. To impale those who were trying to kill her. The bullet, existent or imagined, lodged in her head routing her synapses. Driving her on.
- This is what I see when I look dorsum. These moments, blinding as snow, they kill you, change yous. You dice and alive over again, remade.
- I had a flop ticking in my head. No corporeality of painkillers would disable it.
- "The things that I want", past Max Payne. A smoke. A whiskey. For the sun to polish. I want to sleep to forget. To change the past. My wife and baby girl back. Unlimited ammo and a license to kill. Correct then, more than anything, I wanted her.
- There are things in life you cannot choose: how you lot feel.
- Like ever, the expressionless had all the answers I was missing. Information technology wasn't that they weren't eager to talk; quite the reverse, the expressionless had enough to say and once they started, they would never shut up. Their words would continue you lot awake at night.
- When you're waking up, the world is a blur. What was clear in a dream, suddenly makes no sense. No surreal rescues. No like shooting fish in a barrel, magic way out. Merely you are awake.
- With no way to deal with the by, I kept my eyes on the road, off the rear-view mirror and the road-kill behind me. I chased lesser mysteries, other people'due south crimes.
- Einstein was right, time is relative to the observer. When you lot're looking down the butt of a gun, fourth dimension slows down. Your whole life flashes by, heartbreak and scars. Stay with it, and you can live a lifetime in that split 2d.
- This is love. When someone drags y'all from the wreckage when yous have given in, ready to merely prevarication there and die. This is dear. When someone, no matter what the cost, shows you there is hope, a selection, that you can put down your gun. This is love. Dear hurts.
- When entertainment turns into a surreal reflection of your life, you're a lucky man if you can laugh at the joke. Luck and I weren't on speaking terms, or perhaps the place was just too damn lame to be funny.
- Your past has a way of sneaking up on you. You'll hear broken echoes of it everywhere, like a bad replay. Yous'll get mad at everyone for reminding y'all virtually it, even if it'southward all in your head.
- Yous come up to, amidst the wreckage of your own making. Do y'all stay in that location, optics squeezed shut, agape to move, hoping to bleed to expiry? Or do you lot crawl out, help your loved ones, brand sure the burn down doesn't spread, endeavor to fix information technology?
- Firing a gun is a binary choice. Either you pull the trigger or you don't.
- The explosion in my apartment had started a fire. The flames couldn't burn down away my past. They only made the shadows behind me leap college.
- In a nightmare, every choice you make is a wrong 1. I would wake up at night, afraid that day was a dream I'd forget.
- I am agape. But I start again from the first, trace my ain steps to the scene of the criminal offense.
- The gilding on the mask had cracked to reveal the rot underneath.
- The world was getting too small for condolement.
- "Cleaners" was a misnomer. They were making a mess of it.
- I felt similar I was walking into a trap. I felt guilty, like I was about to get defenseless.
- Fraternizing with the enemy. I had stepped over the edge. The drawing moment when the gravity waits for the coyote to realize his error earlier the plunge.
- Mona was still the answer. I caught 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 find her.
- She was expressionless. The bullet in her head had come to the end of its slow-motion journey.
- I'd plant the sniper's hideout. They'd been spying on me for days, weeks, months fifty-fifty. My every action, observed, recorded, analyzed. The place 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 affair left to practise. I was compelled to give Vlad his gun back. One bullet at a fourth dimension.
- Home is where your centre is … [Cleaner in distance, speaking to other cleaner: "Elementary, not similar in the movies where the hero has a adventure to disarm the bomb."] Once, it would have been a house in the suburbs … [Cleaner in altitude, again speaking to other cleaner: "He opens the door, and Boom!"] Now, nil was left of it … [The door is opened by a third cleaner and blows all three up, as well every bit the apartment] I wasn't happy with the way the cleaners were doing their job.
- Behind the door [7th flooring of the apartment building] were the suites. They weren't an improvement on the regular apartments.
- Without Mona's help, I'd exist a dead homo. Suddenly, for the commencement time in I don't know how long, I realized, I didn't wish to be dead.
- [Over microphone] Vlad, close up and stay live, I'thou 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 information technology.
- [In a dream, in a cell labeled "paranoid"] Wait, simply expect, I can effigy this out, I tin can fix this. I tin brand information technology improve! Just retrieve. Think!
- Information technology was all continued. The murder of Senator Gate, the Cleaners, the Inner Circle, Vinnie Gognitti. I had to make Winterson see information technology.
- Vinnie was nearly to piss his pants, he'd cease up brusk circuiting the flop and blowing us both up.
- Winterson would accept found a way to do this overnice, peachy and clean. Logic told me fill-in should exist on its mode. Somebody must have heard the gunfire. Logic was such a liar.
- Mona's words on her being a "sitting duck" kept playing in my head. The flop had misdirection written all over it.
- I couldn't scissure her. I had to scissure the instance.
- Sometimes, something expert comes out of it. Something you know you wouldn't deserve in a million years.
- You lot'd have to be a first-caste fool to fall for a adult female who returns from the dead only to put a gun to your face.
- She was beautiful. I hated her for making me feel this way.
- Now that I was with her, I was reluctant to hear her answers.
- Your past is similar pieces of a broken mirror. You try to pick them up, but you only end up cutting yourself.
- [Final quote] I had a dream of my wife. She was dead. Simply it was all right.
- It was almost morning, waking upwards from the American Dream. Nosotros are willing to suffer, to die for the things we care about. For love, for the correct choices, Considering of her, I had solved the case. My case. All of it. Who I am. Is it worth it? Proverb that it never is would be a lie. Sometimes y'all get lucky. Sometimes, something good comes out of it. Something y'all know you wouldn't deserve in a one thousand thousand years. Something that gives you a reason to get on.
- Just said in the Dead on Arrival ending
Mona Sax [edit]
- [To Max] What are you so agape of? What do you want from me?
- [Trying to assist Max, to herself] Sometimes, Mona, you gotta go down to get up.
- You lot're a bastard, Max.
- [To Vlad, having shot him in the arm] See? Y'all're nada merely a one-armed bandit.
- [Final quote] God, I turned out to exist such a dryad in distress.
- She dies after maxim this unless the game has been completed on Expressionless on Arrival difficulty.
Vladimir Lem [edit]
- [Catchphrase] Have no fear, Vlad is hither!
- [catchphrase] (Proper name of person(s) he is talking to), dearest of all my friends...!
- Max! 911! Bad guys with large guns!
- [Over microphone] Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to nowadays Max Payne. New York's Finest, with the biggest mobster bodycount ever. Dearest guests, prepare to die … [Assorted gunfire] Max, I'd love to come and welcome you, but I'm busy dodging bullets and hiding under a desk at the moment.
- [Over microphone] Max? Damn information technology … aaaaaaaaaaarrrrrgghhhhh!
- Hypothetically, if the only choice y'all've got is to do the wrong thing, then it'due south not actually the wrong thing, it'due south more like fate.
- I hate to practise this, only you know how y'all are, you lot would never let it go!
- Information technology's ameliorate to reign in Hell than to serve in Heaven.
- Actual quote from Paradise Lost by John Milton
- No gun when you need one …
- [About Mona] I know of her. Her reputation equally a hired killer. I hear she is a stone play a trick on. I would fuck her.
- [To Max] Likewise, a gentleman always avenges the insults done to his lady. Yous did impale Winterson. [Shoots Max]
- Of course, we agree to disagree.
- [Alfred Woden'south bulletin machine] I am coming to impale y'all, old man. You really know how to piss me off, you know? Would it have killed y'all to say "give thanks you" for once in your life, to say, "Vlad, my son – can I call you my son, because I sure practice beloved you similar i. – Vlad, my son, you lot are a true prodigy, everything you lot touch turns to gold." Oh, look, information technology is going to impale you. I'yard done doing your dirty work for you. You should be proud. I have learned all you've taught me. I'g coming to show you.
- Yous accept wrecked my restaurant twice now. You can be so damn uncompromising, fanatical about these things Max. One of these days, information technology's going to become you lot killed!
- What the fuck is wrong with you, Max?! Why don't you only dice?! Y'all hate life, yous're miserable all the time, afraid to relish yourself even a picayune. Face up information technology, you might as well be dead already. Do yourself a favor, surrender!
- [Last words] Max … love of all my friends … I was supposed to exist the hero …
Vinnie Gognitti [edit]
- [Regarding his collection of Helm Baseball game Bat Boy trade] What? What, I'k a collector! Do you know how much this stuff is worth? I tell ya', fuckin' much! There's nothin' nerdy about it, I'grand a collector! Lots of tough guys are into this stuff! Frankie was into this stuff, he was a fuckin' tough guy! But you look till I sell my collection online! We'll see who'south the nerd when I'one thousand a millionaire!
- Well, that was fun, in a fucking terrible, sick, not-at-all fun style!
- Aw, man! Why does this keep happenin' to me? Oh, it was sooo perfect [the Giant-headed Baseball-bat male child costume], now it's ruined! [Max comes through the doorway] Aw, no! No style!
- [Shooting his Ingram at Vlad] Die, Russian! Fuckin' dice 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 Pink Flamingo: [on TV] .mirrors are more fun than television
- The Pink Flamingo: [on TV] .she has dyed her hair red
- The Pinkish Flamingo: [on Boob tube] .the flesh of fallen angels
- John Mirra: [on Tv, address Unknown] When Mirra killed once more, the map of the city changed. 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 information technology.
- John Mirra: [on Tv, accost Unknown] Wherever I went, the pay phones started to ring. Finally, I collected enough courage to respond one.
- Dick Justice: [on TV] The rain was comin' down similar all the angels in heaven decided to take a piss at the aforementioned fourth dimension. When you lot're in a state of affairs like mine, yous tin can only think in metaphors.
- Mafia Thug: [fighting Cleaners] Motherfuckers! You recall you can come in here, you think you can? Eh? Eh?! Yous think! You think wrong, motherfuckers! Y'all retrieve wrong!
- Jim Bravura: They [the cleaners] hit your dwelling? Information technology'due south like a friggin' Kindergarten out there! What next? 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's non expressionless yet, the sheriff but dies in the end. Well, Payne, I'k hither, in the boss' office. Come on. I'm waiting. Let's finish this. What's taking y'all so long, sheriff? Scared?
Dialogue [edit]
- Mona Sax: The Circumvolve goes back to the centuries-one-time masonic cults, abuse and assassinations reaching all the mode to presidential level.
- Max Payne: Right. And here I was thinking conspiracy theories had gone out of style.
- Mona Sax: At that place's a contract out on united states.
- Max Payne: There is no "us" in this.
- Max Payne: [seeing Mona afterwards a long time] Mona?
- Mona Sax: Max, we got to cease meeting like this.
- Max: Mona Sax?
- Officeholder Petersburg: The last pokey down the corridor to your left. Mona Sax, huh? Lucky bastard, I wouldn't mind getting a argument from her. Yes, she's a looker. She killed someone? Better exist conscientious, Payne. Very Basic Instinct.
- Mafia thug ane: Oh yeah, like good ol' times. When we were nonetheless peddling V, when nosotros had that Russian son of a bitch down for the count. When we were hunting that hole-and-corner fed, what's his proper name once more? "Injure"?
- Mafia thug 2: "Injure" my ass. "Payne" was his proper name, "Payne".
- Mafia thug 3: It's raining cats and dogs here!
- Mafia thug 2: "For I'yard a rain canis familiaris too".
- Mafia thug 3: Stay sharp. Information technology'southward gonna rain somethin' else too when the cleaners testify up.
- Mafia thug 1: We need to keep those Russians abroad from the dominate.
- Mafia thug two: Yeah, proceed them away from the … the captain. Oh, I'grand deplorable, distressing, I know it'south naught to express mirth about, deadly serious.
- Mafia thug three: The Adventures of Helm Big Caput Gognitti! [Vinnie is tricked by Vlad into putting on a Behemothic-headed Captain Baseball game-bat Boy costume with a bomb in the head]
- Cleaner 1: He tells me that I'g new to this task, and that I'll be workin' with all of the colours except green.
- [The last episode of Accost Unknown, the TV serial]
- John Mirra (Protagonist): [answers the phone and listens]
- John Mirra (Adversary): John Mirra?
- John Mirra (Protagonist): This is he.
- John Mirra (Antagonist): This is John Mirra. Welcome to the adjacent level.
- Vinnie Gognitti: No! Payne! Not y'all! Why does this proceed happening to me? Payne, y'all gotta aid me! There'due south a freaking bomb in here. If I take the head off, it blows. Bye Goodbye Vinnie! You lot're a freaking cop! You gotta help me!
- Max Payne: How did this happen?
- Vinnie Gognitti: The Russian tricked me.
- Max Payne: Join the guild.
- Vinnie Gognitti: I tin can help ya get him, I can, I swear, You get me out of this and I volition aid you lot become him.
External links [edit]
- Max Payne ii: The Fall of Max Payne quotes at the Net Movie Database
- Official Max Payne 2: The Fall of Max Payne website
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