Their defenses are broken, let the slaughter begin!

Well, my parents told me. My mother... and my, you know, the... um, father. You knew your mother and father? Sure. They raised me. Uh, you know... They raised me.

You should listen to Sonic Youth

Without the Matrix, there is no hope, no hope, no hope, no hope at all!

I cheated death, thanks to you. And thanks to you I've left my mark. You have too - you've written your own history.

I am you, and you are me. Carry that with you, wherever you go. Thank you... my friend. From here on out, you're Big Boss.

Whoah! I think you're a little big for that.

Snake, you should be in this boat! There'd have been no inspection if it weren't for your precious nuke!

Plain name. But I won't forget it.

With this, I'll rid the world of infestation - Sans Lingua Franca. The world will be torn asunder and then, it shall be free.

I was busy pushing bodies around, as you well know. And what would a note say, Dan? "Cat dead, details later"? I knew you were fond of it.

You can't speak in these things.

I remember them arguing at night. Mum wanted to leave the country. Dad refused. He said if we ran away, they would win. Win, like it was a game.

God is in the rain...

I'll be your eyes from now on.

I'm no more that face than I am the muscles beneath it or the bones beneath them.

Reloading like this... is a revolution.

Who's afraid of a little thunder? [suddenly gets struck by a lightning bolt, lighting him on fire and killing him instantly]

This is not the supercomputer.

That's it! See, at first I thought it was hate, too. Hate was all I knew, it built my world, it imprisoned me, taught me how to eat, how to drink, how to breathe. I thought I'd die with all my hate in my veins.

A virtual grunt of the digital age, that's just great.

We got Decepticons at the gates! Decepticons in the air! Decepticons inside the walls! Decepticons, Decepticons, Decepticons! If we beat them off the walls they're still in the air, if we shoot them out of the air they're still at the gates! So where does that leave us? Nowhere that's where!

Amazing how you walk around like that.

You should listen to Duran Duran

Kuwabara, Kuwabara...

You should listen to Solya

Yeah, I know. I'm useless without a studio audience.

That smashing come from behind victory was brought to you by soothing 32-bit lotion, because you itch.

I know your work, Dr. Hill. Quite well. Your theory on the location of the will in the brain is... interesting. Though derivative of Dr. Gruber's research in the early 70s. So derivative in fact in Europe it's considered plagiarized.

Not yet, the patient in the next bed saw my face...

I'm in a box.

You... filthy American dog!

My guidance system has been hit! Galvatron, help me! Please meet your end with dignity. I despise whiners.

You should listen to Blondie

I guess whatever you did to me worked better than I imagined.

Your bargaining posture is highly dubious. But very well. I will provide you with a new body, and new troops to command.

You're your own man. I'm Big Boss, and you are too... No... He's the two of us. Together.

I feel like some kind of legendary Mercenary.

Framed in enamel! Resists fire, rain and corrosion for up to five years. Satisfaction guaranteed.

He acts weird, he dresses pretty weird too. And I'm not sure about the way he holds my hands and things. He's easy on the eyes though, so I guess I can let that slide. But I've got my own ideas about that hair!

You're not even a second-rate scientist!

Killed? Why do you use that word?

I'll let you go out in style!

If you can beat me in less than ten minutes, you'll be able to escape in time.

You're not even a second-rate scientist!

I'll see you in Hell! "Boss!"

You hope hatred... might someday replace the pain. But it never goes away. It makes a man hideous inside and out.

Land, Friends, dignity, all sold to the highest bidder, The United States Of America!

You're a dead... head!... and a no... body!

You should listen to Beck