When the Glue of the Family Dies Quotes

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Max Payne 2: The Fall of Max Payne is a computer game developed past Remedy Entertainment in 2003.

Max Payne [edit]

  • Life knows two miseries; getting what you don't desire and not getting what yous desire.
  • This hadn't been my get-go fall in the night, still simply a prelude to the real deal, still a long fashion to the lesser.
  • I lied to myself that it was over. I was all the same live, my loved ones were even so dead. It wasn't over.
  • I didn't deserve to walk abroad. There are no happy endings.
  • A bomb went off in my caput. The bullet lodged in my encephalon moved a fatal, microscopic distance.
  • Everything had started out equally black and white. Somewhere downwards the road, the line went blurry. The colors started to run, got smudged and gray. Winterson had been above my suspicion. It felt like a bye.
  • In that location was a blind spot in my head, a bullet-shaped hole where the answers should be. Call it denial. I wanted to dig inside my skull and scrape out the pain.
  • Kissing her, I think of the cold laws of cause and effect.
  • Mona'south appearance had triggered a dislocation. Schizophrenia. I felt elation, but with it, fear that all the past evils had come forth for the ride.
  • Dwelling, sweet abode. Something in the night felt similar a door had been opened, an repeat of the by, an old monster snapping its eyes open up 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. Accept it or get out it is the only choice given. Makes you remember about costless will: take our choices been made for usa 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 null tin can become to you, you're lying to yourself. At best you lot're temporarily dead. A lightning bolt could re-animate you lot without a alarm.
  • The by is a gaping hole. You endeavour to run from it, simply the more than you lot run, the deeper, more terrible it grows behind you, its edges yawning at your heels. Your only chance is to turn around and face up information technology. But it's like looking down into the grave of your dear, 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 you'll become that mode too.
  • Similar all the bad things in my life, information technology started with the death of a woman. I couldn't save her.
  • The genius of the hole: no thing how long you spend climbing out, you lot tin still fall back down in an instant.
  • All this fourth dimension we got the fable of Sleeping Beauty wrong. The prince didn't kiss her to wake her up. No i who slept for a hundred years is likely to wake up. It was the other fashion round. He kisses her to wake himself up from the nightmare that has brought him in that location.
  • They were afterward me, it was my fault. You tin can't run from your past. You'll finish upwardly running in circles. Until y'all fall dorsum down to the aforementioned hole you were trying to escape from, just the pigsty'southward grown deeper.
  • Decease is inevitable. Our fear of it makes us play prophylactic, blocks out emotion. It'south a losing game. Without passion you are already dead.
  • There are no choices. Aught just a straight line. The illusion comes afterwards, when you ask "why me?" and "what if?". When you expect dorsum and come across the branches, like a pruned bonsai tree, or forked lightning. If you lot had done something differently, it wouldn't exist you, it would exist someone else looking back, asking a different fix of questions.
  • The trouble with wanting something is the fear of losing it, or never getting it. The thought makes you weak.
  • At present, 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 dorsum, to see myself. And in that human activity of seeing, I am reborn.
  • As surely every bit the bullet rips through the victim'south flesh, organ and bone, it shatters the prototype of the human who pulls the trigger.
  • The by is a puzzle, similar a broken mirror. As you slice information technology together, you lot cut yourself, your image keeps shifting. And you change with information technology. It could destroy you, drive yous mad. It could set up yous free.
  • I didn't know what Mona wanted, if it was the same thing that I was later. 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 run across when I look dorsum. These moments, blinding as snow, they kill yous, change you. You dice and live once more, remade.
  • I had a bomb 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 sun to polish. I want to slumber to forget. To alter the past. My wife and infant daughter back. Unlimited ammo and a license to kill. Correct then, more than than annihilation, I wanted her.
  • There are things in life you cannot choose: how y'all feel.
  • Like always, the expressionless had all the answers I was missing. It wasn't that they weren't eager to talk; quite the opposite, the dead had enough to say and once they started, they would never shut upward. Their words would keep you awake at nighttime.
  • When you're waking up, the earth is a blur. What was articulate in a dream, suddenly makes no sense. No surreal rescues. No like shooting fish in a barrel, magic fashion out. But you lot are awake.
  • With no mode 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'southward crimes.
  • Einstein was right, fourth dimension is relative to the observer. When you lot're looking downward the barrel of a gun, time slows downwardly. Your whole life flashes by, heartbreak and scars. Stay with it, and you can live a lifetime in that split up 2nd.
  • This is love. When someone drags you lot from the wreckage when you lot take given in, ready to just lie there and die. This is honey. When someone, no matter what the toll, shows you in that location is hope, a choice, that you tin can put down your gun. This is honey. Dearest 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 perchance the place was just likewise damn lame to be funny.
  • Your past has a mode of sneaking up on y'all. Y'all'll hear cleaved echoes of it everywhere, similar a bad replay. You'll get mad at everyone for reminding y'all about it, even if information technology'due south all in your head.
  • You lot come to, amidst the wreckage of your own making. Do you stay at that place, optics squeezed close, agape to motility, hoping to bleed to decease? Or do you crawl out, assist your loved ones, make certain the fire doesn't spread, attempt to fix it?
  • Firing a gun is a binary selection. Either you pull the trigger or yous 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 option yous make is a wrong one. I would wake upwardly at night, afraid that day was a dream I'd forget.
  • I am agape. But I starting time over again from the showtime, trace my ain steps to the scene of the law-breaking.
  • The gilding on the mask had cracked to reveal the rot underneath.
  • The world was getting also pocket-size for comfort.
  • "Cleaners" was a misnomer. They were making a mess of information technology.
  • I felt like I was walking into a trap. I felt guilty, like I was virtually 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 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 caput. I couldn't find her.
  • She was expressionless. The bullet in her head had come to the end of its tiresome-movement journey.
  • I'd constitute the sniper's hideout. They'd been spying on me for days, weeks, months even. My every activity, observed, recorded, analyzed. The place was the proof every paranoiac dreams of.
  • I had tried to run from it, edit it out. Winterson was expressionless. I was a murderer.
  • One thing left to do. I was compelled to give Vlad his gun back. One bullet at a time.
  • Dwelling is where your heart is … [Cleaner in distance, speaking to other cleaner: "Simple, non like in the movies where the hero has a chance 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, nothing was left of it … [The door is opened by a third cleaner and blows all three upwards, as well equally the apartment] I wasn't happy with the fashion the cleaners were doing their job.
  • Backside the door [seventh floor 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 man. Suddenly, for the outset time in I don't know how long, I realized, I didn't wish to be dead.
  • [Over microphone] Vlad, shut up and stay alive, I'thou coming.
  • Mona, these guys are packing, shut to overkill, hardcore professionals.
  • I felt the rise of that old familiar feeling. I hated it. I welcomed it.
  • [In a dream, in a cell labeled "paranoid"] Wait, only look, I can effigy this out, I can fix this. I can brand it amend! Simply think. Think!
  • Information technology was all continued. The murder of Senator Gate, the Cleaners, the Inner Circle, Vinnie Gognitti. I had to brand Winterson see it.
  • Vinnie was about to piss his pants, he'd end up brusk circuiting the flop and blowing us both upward.
  • Winterson would have found a way to do this nice, great and make clean. Logic told me backup should be on its way. Somebody must have heard the gunfire. Logic was such a liar.
  • Mona's words on her existence a "sitting duck" kept playing in my head. The bomb had misdirection written all over it.
  • I couldn't crevice her. I had to crack the case.
  • Sometimes, something skillful comes out of information technology. Something you lot know you wouldn't deserve in a million years.
  • Y'all'd have to be a first-caste fool to fall for a woman who returns from the dead only to put a gun to your face up.
  • She was beautiful. I hated her for making me experience this mode.
  • Now that I was with her, I was reluctant to hear her answers.
  • Your past is similar pieces of a cleaved mirror. You attempt to pick them upwards, only you lot merely end up cutting yourself.
  • [Final quote] I had a dream of my married woman. She was expressionless. But it was all right.
  • It was almost morning, waking up from the American Dream. We are willing to suffer, to die for the things nosotros intendance about. For dear, for the right choices, Because of her, I had solved the instance. My case. All of it. Who I am. Is it worth information technology? Saying that it never is would be a lie. Sometimes you lot go lucky. Sometimes, something adept comes out of it. Something you lot know y'all wouldn't deserve in a 1000000 years. Something that gives y'all a reason to go on.
    • But said in the Expressionless on Arrival ending

Mona Sax [edit]

  • [To Max] What are you so afraid of? What exercise you lot want from me?
  • [Trying to aid Max, to herself] Sometimes, Mona, y'all gotta go down to go up.
  • You're a bastard, Max.
  • [To Vlad, having shot him in the arm] Run into? You're aught only a i-armed bandit.
  • [Final quote] God, I turned out to exist such a dryad in distress.
    • She dies afterward proverb this unless the game has been completed on Dead on Inflow difficulty.

Vladimir Lem [edit]

  • [Catchphrase] Have no fear, Vlad is hither!
  • [catchphrase] (Name of person(s) he is talking to), dearest of all my friends...!
  • Max! 911! Bad guys with big guns!
  • [Over microphone] Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to present Max Payne. New York's Finest, with the biggest mobster bodycount ever. Dear guests, fix to dice … [Assorted gunfire] Max, I'd honey to come and welcome you, but I'thou busy dodging bullets and hiding nether a desk-bound at the moment.
  • [Over microphone] Max? Damn it … aaaaaaaaaaarrrrrgghhhhh!
  • Hypothetically, if the only choice you lot've got is to do the wrong thing, then it's not really the wrong matter, it's more like fate.
  • I detest to practise this, only you know how you are, you would never let it become!
  • It'southward better to reign in Hell than to serve in Heaven.
    • Actual quote from Paradise Lost by John Milton
  • No gun when you need one …
  • [Virtually Mona] I know of her. Her reputation as a hired killer. I hear she is a stone fob. I would fuck her.
  • [To Max] As well, a admirer always avenges the insults washed to his lady. You did kill Winterson. [Shoots Max]
  • Of class, we agree to disagree.
  • [Alfred Woden'due south message machine] I am coming to kill you, old man. Y'all actually know how to piss me off, you know? Would information technology have killed yous to say "thank yous" for once in your life, to say, "Vlad, my son – can I call y'all my son, considering I certain do love you similar i. – Vlad, my son, you are a true prodigy, everything y'all bear upon turns to gilt." Oh, wait, it is going to impale you. I'm done doing your dirty work for y'all. Yous should be proud. I take learned all you've taught me. I'g coming to show y'all.
  • You lot take wrecked my restaurant twice now. You can be so damn uncompromising, fanatical near these things Max. One of these days, it's going to get you lot killed!
  • What the fuck is wrong with y'all, Max?! Why don't you but die?! You hate life, you're miserable all the time, agape to savour yourself even a lilliputian. Face it, you might besides exist expressionless already. Do yourself a favor, give up!
  • [Final words] Max … dearest of all my friends … I was supposed to exist the hero …

Vinnie Gognitti [edit]

  • [Regarding his collection of Captain Baseball Bat Boy trade] What? What, I'm a collector! Do you know how much this stuff is worth? I tell ya', fuckin' much! There's nothin' nerdy about information technology, I'm a collector! Lots of tough guys are into this stuff! Frankie was into this stuff, he was a fuckin' tough guy! Just you wait till I sell my collection online! We'll come across who's the nerd when I'yard a millionaire!
  • Well, that was fun, in a fucking terrible, sick, non-at-all fun mode!
  • Aw, human! Why does this proceed happenin' to me? Oh, information technology was sooo perfect [the Giant-headed Baseball-bat boy costume], now it's ruined! [Max comes through the doorway] Aw, no! No fashion!
  • [Shooting his Ingram at Vlad] Dice, 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 Pink Flamingo: [on Television] .mirrors are more fun than telly
  • The Pink Flamingo: [on Television] .she has dyed her hair red
  • The Pinkish Flamingo: [on Idiot box] .the mankind of fallen angels
  • John Mirra: [on Tv set, address Unknown] When Mirra killed again, the map of the urban center 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, address Unknown] Wherever I went, the pay phones started to ring. Finally, I collected enough courage to answer one.
  • Dick Justice: [on TV] The rain was comin' down like all the angels in sky decided to have a piss at the same time. When you're in a situation like mine, y'all tin can only think in metaphors.
  • Mafia Thug: [fighting Cleaners] Motherfuckers! You call back y'all can come up in here, you think you lot tin can? Eh? Eh?! You recall! Yous recollect wrong, motherfuckers! You recall wrong!
  • Jim Bravura: They [the cleaners] hit your home? It's like a friggin' Kindergarten out there! What next? A kid with a bag full of guns and a head full of videogames turns the business firm into a shooting gallery. Breaks my heart.
  • Jim Bravura: [after being shot by a cleaner] Bullshit!
  • Mike the Cowboy: Of course he'southward not dead still, the sheriff only dies in the finish. Well, Payne, I'm hither, in the boss' office. Come on. I'm waiting. Let's finish this. What's taking you lot so long, sheriff? Scared?

Dialogue [edit]

Mona Sax: The Circle goes back to the centuries-old masonic cults, abuse and assassinations reaching all the fashion 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 us.
Max Payne: In that location is no "us" in this.

Max Payne: [seeing Mona after a long fourth dimension] Mona?
Mona Sax: Max, we got to stop coming together like this.

Max: Mona Sax?
Officer Petersburg: The concluding pokey down the corridor to your left. Mona Sax, huh? Lucky bastard, I wouldn't mind getting a argument from her. Yeah, she'due south a looker. She killed someone? Meliorate be conscientious, Payne. Very Basic Instinct.

Mafia thug 1: Oh yeah, like good ol' times. When we were still peddling V, when we had that Russian son of a bitch downwardly for the count. When we were hunting that secret fed, what'southward his proper noun again? "Injure"?
Mafia thug 2: "Injure" my ass. "Payne" was his name, "Payne".

Mafia thug 3: It's raining cats and dogs here!
Mafia thug 2: "For I'grand a pelting dog too".
Mafia thug 3: Stay sharp. Information technology's gonna rain somethin' else too when the cleaners show upwards.

Mafia thug 1: We need to keep those Russians away from the boss.
Mafia thug 2: Yep, keep them away from the … the captain. Oh, I'm sorry, deplorable, I know it'south nothing to express joy about, mortiferous serious.
Mafia thug 3: The Adventures of Captain Big Head Gognitti! [Vinnie is tricked by Vlad into putting on a Giant-headed Helm Baseball-bat Male child costume with a flop in the head]

Cleaner 1: He tells me that I'yard new to this job, and that I'll be workin' with all of the colours except green.

[The concluding 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 y'all! Why does this keep happening to me? Payne, yous gotta help me! There's a freaking bomb in hither. If I take the head off, it blows. Bye Bye Vinnie! You're a freaking cop! You gotta help me!
Max Payne: How did this happen?
Vinnie Gognitti: The Russian tricked me.
Max Payne: Bring together the lodge.
Vinnie Gognitti: I can assistance ya get him, I can, I swear, You become me out of this and I will assist y'all get him.

External links [edit]

Wikipedia

  • Max Payne two: The Autumn of Max Payne quotes at the Internet Motion-picture show Database
  • Official Max Payne 2: The Autumn of Max Payne website

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