Metal Gear Solid 4: Guns of the Patriots (2008 Video Game)

Patric Zimmerman: Liquid Ocelot, Revolver Ocelot

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Quotes 

• Solid Snake : [screams]  Liquid!

  Liquid Ocelot : [screams]  Snake!

• Liquid Ocelot : [Pumps a nearly-dead, exhausted Snake with nanomachine suppresor]  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.

  Liquid Ocelot : [Snake pulls himself upright and gets into a combat stance; Liquid casts aside his sunglasses and gets into a combat stance as well; music intensifies]  SHOW ME WHAT YOU'VE GOT, SNAKE!

• [the scene in Europe where Liquid Ocelot controls the power of the Guns of the Patriots, he points at a chopper like he's holding a gun] 

  Liquid Ocelot : Bang!

  [the chopper's engine then shuts down and the chopper crashes into the river, Liquid Ocelot does the same with another chopper] 

  Liquid Ocelot : Bang!

  [the other chopper's engine shuts down and crashes into the river] 

• Liquid Ocelot : 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!

• Liquid Ocelot : Do you see this, Zero? We are victorious! Behold, Guns of the Patriots!

• Sunny : [during the 'Act 3 Mission Briefing,' Sunny once again is singing while cooking eggs on board the Nomad]  Argon... Boron... Silicon and neon... Ebrium... Fermium... Plutonium... Chlorine... Fluorine... Gallium and xenon... Thallium, strontium... Thorium...

  [starts humming] 

  Naomi Hunter : The trick is to keep the lid on.

  [puts the lid on top of the pan] 

  Naomi Hunter : Now, let it cook for one minute. You like cooking, don't you? Good for you.

  Sunny : This is my Sunny-side-up fortune telling. Um, when it turns out good, it means something good is gonna happen.

  Naomi Hunter : Aha. So, that's why you don't cook them over easy.

  [Sunny puts her spatula down and sets a time on her duck clock] 

  Naomi Hunter : But, the secret to good cooking is to keep who's going to eat it in mind.

  Sunny : Oh.

  Naomi Hunter : [looks at a picture of Olga, Sunny's mother]  Oh... Is this your mother?

  Sunny : Yes.

  Naomi Hunter : She's really beautiful.

  Sunny : [quietly]  Uh-huh.

  Naomi Hunter : That tune you were humming... it's from the periodic table, isn't it?

  [clears her throat] 

  Naomi Hunter : Thorium, protactinium, uranium, neptunium, plutonium, americium... Americium... Uh...

  Sunny : [and Naomi]  Curium.

  Naomi Hunter : Curium.

  Sunny : Curium.

  Naomi Hunter : That's it. Curium!

  [she and Sunny laugh, then Sunny stares at the blue flower in Naomi's pocket] 

  Naomi Hunter : Oh, this?

  [takes out the flower] 

  Naomi Hunter : May I?

  [places it above Sunny's left ear] 

  Naomi Hunter : There.

  [turns and looks in a mirror] 

  Naomi Hunter : See, Sunny. Us girls have to look our best.

  Sunny : Her name... was Olga.

  Naomi Hunter : Hmm?

  Sunny : My mother.

  Naomi Hunter : Oh. I see.

  [she and Sunny both gasp when the pan starts to sizzle] 

  Naomi Hunter : It's gonna burn.

  [Sunny quickly takes the top off] 

  Naomi Hunter : Hold on.

  [holds Sunny's hand with the spatula and helps her lift the eggs out of the pan and onto a dish] 

  Naomi Hunter : And... there. Done!

  Sunny : Thanks.

  Naomi Hunter : Of course. We did a great job.

  [the timer on the duck clock goes off and both Sunny and Naomi laugh; Sunny is then heard typing on a computer and Naomi is typing on another] 

  Naomi Hunter : Dr. Emmerich, Liquid is in Eastern Europe. He's after the corpse of Big Boss.

  Hal 'Otacon' Emmerich : [holding his laptop]  Huh? What for?

  Naomi Hunter : It's the final key he needs to gain access to SOP. The keys to the System are Big Boss' genetic code and bio-metric data. Without them, there's no way to gain access.

  Hal 'Otacon' Emmerich : Wait. What's Liquid been doing all this time?

  Naomi Hunter : [brings up some pictures on-screen]  He's been performing tests. Two tests. The first, using the genetic code from Liquid's DNA chip. In his second attempt, he used the DNA code and bio-metric data extracted from Snake's blood.

  Solid Snake : [from upstairs, smoking a cigarette]  What's the need for the original if a substitute works just as well?

  Naomi Hunter : Neither your genetic pattern nor Liquid's genetic pattern is a one-hundred percent match for Big Boss'.

  Solid Snake : [coughs]  What do you mean we don't match?

  [starts walking down the steps] 

  Naomi Hunter : Dr. Emmerich... scientifically speaking...

  [bringing up more pictures on-screen] 

  Naomi Hunter : ... there's the markers implanted during the cloning process, the mixing of mitochondrial DNA within the egg cell, the intentionally altered terminate...

  [Snakes coughs again] 

  Naomi Hunter : ... terminator genes. Scientifically speaking. Both you and Liquid are as similar to Big Boss as you could possibly be. But, you're still different.

  Hal 'Otacon' Emmerich : Different?

  Naomi Hunter : Yes.

  Solid Snake : So, that's what Liquid was talking about?

  Liquid Ocelot : [from the first mission]  We're not copies of our father, after all!

  Naomi Hunter : Which is why they created Solidus.

  Solid Snake : But, Solidus is dead.

  Naomi Hunter : Listen carefully, Snake. This is the most important part. The AI that controls the System employs a highly aggressive, advanced IDS. It uses a special code to inspect all data and commands circulating within the network. Any data that fails to conform to that code is treated as a foreign object and expunged, like viruses killed by white blood cells. The authentication program this IDS uses is based on a genetic identification program... one I helped develop for FOXDIE. It's set up so that host commands only execute properly if the key matches perfectly. However... if the IDS suspects someone is trying to break into the System, it registers that genetic code on a blacklist. That code is then blocked, and can never again be used to access the System. So, if you're going to use a substitute, you need to find a new genetic access code with each new trial.

  Solid Snake : So, when Liquid accessed the System in the Middle East and South America, it was only a test.

  Hal 'Otacon' Emmerich : I can't believe this. Snake and Big Boss don't have the same genetic code?

  Naomi Hunter : [holding Otacon's hand]  Strictly speaking, Snake and Liquid aren't the same, either. Which is why FOXDIE only affected Liquid at Shadow Moses... and spared you. Let's put it this way. If Liquid uses Big Boss' genetic code, the original, he'll have the System completely under his control.

  Solid Snake : Hold on. I thought having his code wasn't enough. You need his bio-metric data at the same time, don't you?

  Hal 'Otacon' Emmerich : That's right! And Big Boss is already dead.

• Naomi Hunter : [act 3 Mission Briefing continued]  No. He's alive.

  Solid Snake : Big Boss is... alive?

  Naomi Hunter : His body is. Or rather, his cells.

  Solid Snake : That's impossible!

  Naomi Hunter : Big Boss survives as a biomort, a brain-dead shell sustained in a lab.

  [Snake sits down beside Raiden] 

  Naomi Hunter : Liquid has already left for Europe in search of Big Boss' body. Right from the start, he knew his experiment in South America wasn't going to work.

  Solid Snake : Europe, huh?

  Vamp : [from the end of the second mission]  The test was a failure, even with his code.

  Liquid Ocelot : [from the end of the second mission]  As I feared, it's not pure enough. We need all of him.

  Vamp : [from the end of the second mission]  Our only remaining option is to secure the original.

  Naomi Hunter : If Liquid obtains the body, he'll be primed to make his final move.

  Solid Snake : Allowing him total control of the System.

  Naomi Hunter : Exactly. Unless we can stop him first.

  [Raiden, lying down, begins to breathe roughly and white-colored blood starts seeping out of his body] 

  Sunny : Uncle Hal, I found it!

  Hal 'Otacon' Emmerich : Huh? Ah. This is it.

  Solid Snake : Where'd you hack this from?

  Hal 'Otacon' Emmerich : AT Security. The Patriots.

  Naomi Hunter : I can't believe this sort of thing still goes on.

  [Sunny snatches a cigarette from Snake's mouth] 

  Hal 'Otacon' Emmerich : The war economy is heating up the R&D race.

  [Snake takes the cigarette back from Sunny] 

  Hal 'Otacon' Emmerich : It's not just the PMCs, either. Every corporation tethered to the military-industrial complex is losing its sense of morality. And it's us science-holics who are doing their dirty work for them, not even realizing it.

  Sunny : Can we make Jack better?

  Hal 'Otacon' Emmerich : I don't know.

  Naomi Hunter : Sunny. May I?

  [Sunny gets up from her chair; Naomi sits down in it and types on the computer] 

  Naomi Hunter : It's no use. There's nothing we can do here.

  Sunny : Hmm? What do you mean?

  Naomi Hunter : Look at this.

  [gets up from the chair and Sunny sits it in again] 

  Naomi Hunter : His artificial blood needs dialysis. We don't have the proper equipment.

  Sunny : Dialysis?

  Naomi Hunter : Getting his wounds healed is important, too. But, at this rate, he's not gonna last that long.

  Sunny : Dialysis... is that like what k-kidneys do?

  Naomi Hunter : That's right. Raiden's blood is an older type of artificial blood that was used by the military called white blood. After it's been in use for a while, the blood needs to be dialyzed, filtered. Right now, he's slipping into auto-toxemia.

  [Sunny gasps and starts typing on the computer] 

  Raiden : [breathing roughly]  It's there... In Europe.

  Naomi Hunter : What do you mean?

  Raiden : Eastern Europe. They have equipment that can heal me there.

  Solid Snake : Where? The same place Liquid went?

  Raiden : Dr. Madnar.

  [Naomi helps raise him up] 

  Raiden : He saved my life.

  [falls back down, unconscious] 

  Naomi Hunter : Dr. Madnar. I've heard of him.

  Hal 'Otacon' Emmerich : A world-renowned cybernetics expert. Strictly underground, though.

  Naomi Hunter : We're in luck, then. It's settled. We must head for Europe. The sooner we get there, the better.

  [grabs Otacon's hand] 

  Hal 'Otacon' Emmerich : I'll call Campbell and have him get us landing clearance. Oh. Snake, where're you going?

  Solid Snake : Well, I'm gonna be spewing out poison soon enough anyway. What's one more smoke gonna hurt?

  Sunny : Uh-uh!

  [takes the cigarette] 

  Sunny : This is a no-smoking flight!

• Liquid Ocelot : 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.

  Revolver Ocelot : You're pretty good.

• Liquid Ocelot : Free from FOXDIE... free from the System... free from ID control. Our minds free from their prisons. That is the haven I've yearned for.

• Solid Snake : Liquid, you're planning to recreate the Patriots?

  Liquid Ocelot : Snake, we were created by the Patriots. We're not men. We're shadows in the shape of men. We're freaks who never should have existed! We're a system... insurance that future generations never prosper. The Patriots saw fit to create us, and in doing so became our only raison d'étre! I won't fight my fate any longer. I'll kill Zero and Big Boss, and become a Patriot myself!