سلام.
یه سری دیالوگ از نسخه های SC با تلاش های شبانه روزی! و همکاری یکی از دوستان پیدا شد، که به ترتیب همشو اینجا هم میذارم، تا کسانیکه هم که به دیالوگ های بازی اهمیت میدن حلشو ببرن! (البته اینم بگم که این همه دیالوگ های بازی نیست، و ناقص هستش، ولی خب همینشم غنیمته!) (منبع فروم بازینما)
Sam Fisher
• I'm looking for two Americans... Probably dead.
• I want you to understand we never talked.
• That's detailed intelligence.
• Don't ask any more questions - Answers only, fast.
• Goody.
• I'm tired and hate making people scream.
• I see more suicides on this job...
• He was never such an angel to start with.
• The police are on their way. Until they get here, I'm the only friend you have - And I'm not a very good one.
Sarah Fisher
• Dad, what's going on? You haven't laughed since the Reagan administration!
Lambert
• These cops are as crooked as a Virginia fence.
• Knowing everything is my job.
• Time just got scarce.
• You've got incoming B2's and I promise you... You do not want to be there when they arrive.
• We'll call back.
• A SIGINT ninja with an unconscious bureaucrat on his shoulder is less than copacetic, so don't let him see you.
Grinko
• Alert! All men to full alert! We have an intruder in Nikoladze's office! Wake up you bastards - I want troops in there now!
Guards and Enemies
• The rent's gone up in jail.
• You want to die tonight - that's free. You want to sleep tonight - that's gonna cost you a hundred Lari.
• It's probably not my problem.
• Alarm, alarm!
• That's not right at all.
• What was that just now?
• Check the corpse; make sure he's dead.
• Last week, it was those turrets. This week, it's these wall mines. So, I work with the tools they give meh!
Lambert: That was pretty tight. You still breathing?
Fisher: Doing my best.
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Lambert: Blaustein's heart stopped beating forty-three hours ago.
Fisher: Any reason the CIA wouldn't know about this?
Lambert: Nope.
Fisher: Nice of them to share.
Fisher: One false move and you're dead. I need information.
Civilian: Okay.
Fisher: I'm looking for two Americans, probably dead.
Civilian: I--Grinko will kill me!
(The civilian yelps in pain.)
Fisher: Where are they?
Civilian: Nearby. They're marked, they're dead. I helped the mortician find the mircochips under their scalps.
Fisher: The subdermals?
Civilian: Yes. Please don't hurt me!
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Civilian: I'd like to talk to your superior.
Cop: Perhaps I can help you, sir?
Civilian: ... By fetching your superior.
Cop: I'm all there is. How can I help?
Civilian: I'd like to register a complaint.
Cop: Than you'll have to ask at the desk to your right.
Civilian: Very well.
(The civilian goes over to the other desk, the same cop goes over to the desk.)
Cop: Can I help you?
Civilian: You're the same cop!
Cop: Yes, but this is the Public Relations Desk.
Civilian: (Irritated) Fine! I would like to register a complaint!
Civilian: Of course sir, if you would be willing to wait until somebody is ready to help you.
Civilian: You've got to be kidding me!
Cop: I can easily have you arrested sir.
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Lambert: Grab him and make him talk, don't be afraid to use force.
Fisher: Who, me?
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Lambert: They've got laser grid security in the courtyard.
Fisher: So I stay out the courtyard.
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Lambert: Bad news, Fisher. Something got the military's attention.
Fisher: Oh boy.
Lambert: The oil rig just got bumped into the single digits on NATO's strike list. Find yourself a technician and get that data, time just got scarce.
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Wilkes: Well, be careful.
Fisher: I've already got a mother, Wilkes.
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Mercenary 1: You have blood on your shoes.
Mercenary 2: So I do.
Mercenary 1: This is terrible work.
Mercenary 2: The order came down directly from Grinko.
Mercenary 1: Yes; if I did not fear him like the reaper, I'd be long gone.
Mercenary 2: He told me to think of them as sheep. He says we are fleecing the flock.
Mercenary 1: Hmph!
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Mercenary 1: Are you sure he is dead?
Mercenary 2: C'mon, you can see his brain, 'course he's dead!
Mercenary 1: What about the key?
Mercenary 2: The key?
Mercenary 1: Yes, the encryption key.
Mercenary 2: I got it, it's destroyed, lets move on.
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Mercenary 1: Last week it was those turrets, this week it's wall mines.
Mercenary 2: So? I used the tools they give me!
Mercenary 1: You obsess over them!
Mercenary 2: You have to admit, these are cool!
Mercenary 1: Yes, but if we plant too many, it's dangerous!
Mercenary 2: They're supposed to be dangerous! They're mines for God's sake!
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Mercenary 1: We already checked this hallway.
Mercenary 2: We might have missed something, we'll check it again.
Mercenary 1: How could we have missed somebody?
Mercenary 2: Listen, this order came down directly from Vyacheslav Grinko. If just one of these geeks gets out of here alive, he'll skin us all!
Mercenary 1: Yeah, well...
Mercenary 2: Well what!?
Mercenary 1: Nothing!...Hold on a second, I need to visit the little boys' room.
Mercenary 2: Make it fast.
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Lambert: Fisher, you're going to like this.
Fisher: It makes me nervous when you say that.
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Lambert: Good Lord, Fisher! That was general Kong Feirong!
Fisher: [acting amazed] Good Lord! Who's that?
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Cop 1: Now what? [A drunk man falls unconscious]
Cop 2: Check his pockets.
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Feirong: I'm going to shoot myself!
Fisher: Not in the face.
(Feirong laughs)
Feirong: You are American, you are cause of all my sorrows, yes? Perhaps you can do me the favor... of killing me!
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Chinese Representative: You are American.
Fisher: You're Chinese.
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(Sam his interogating Grinko's driver Hamlet)
Hamlet: What the hell!?
Fisher: I'm going to ask you some questions. When I think you're lying, I'll do this.
(Hamlet groans)
Fisher: Who do you work for?
Hamlet: Vyacheslav Grinko.
Fisher: Tell me about him.
Hamlet: He used to be Spetznaz, now he's mercenary. He has access to Nikoladze's office.
Fisher: Where do I find Grinko?
Hamlet: He is meeting Masse in the elevator by the courtyard.
Fisher: Who's Masse?
Hamlet: Phillip Masse; some computer guy. I swear, it has to be something bad if Nikoladze is willing to see Grinko face to face!
Fisher: I need you to understand we never talked.
Hamlet: I understand.
Fisher: Good
