Game: Metal Gear Solid 4: Guns of The Patriots

We have all fought a long, bloody war for our freedom. We fought to free ourselves from nations... and systems... and norms and eras. But no matter how hard we tried, the only freedom we found... was inside... trapped within those limits.

It's not about changing the world. It's about doing everything in our power to leave this world... the way it is. It's about respecting the will of others and believing in your own.

Everything has a beginning... but it doesn't start from one. It begins long before him... in chaos. The world was born... from scratch. The moment zero becomes one is the moment the world awakens to life. One becomes two... two becomes ten... ten becomes a hundred. Bringing it back to one won't solve anything. As long as zero remains... one... will eventually grow to a hundred again. So... our goal was... to erase Zero. Even mighty patriots started with one person. This man's desires had become exorbitant... inflated. Absorbed technologies began to manipulate the economy. We realized too late... that we had created the beast. We helped turn Zero... into a hundred. His sin... was ours. And for that reason... I take the liberty of sending Zero... back to nothing.

Snake, it's my turn to protect you.

Put down... my son. I'm not here to fight you. It's all over. It's time to surrender... and live.

- Sonny... it's OK if you want to go outside now. It's your life. There are other places, not only that.
The sun looks very beautiful. Uncle Hal... when is snake coming back?
- Snake... sick. So he left us for a bit until he gets better.
- We will not go with him?..
- No. He needs to be alone.
- I wonder if I'll ever see ever again.
- Snake... had a hard life. He needs ever to relax. (crying)
- Are you... crying, uncle Hal?
- No... I'm not crying.

The war has changed. We're out of time. Our war is over.
War has changed. Our time has ended. Our war is over.

- That's right. Good. No need for you to go just yet. It's been a long time... Snake.
- Big Boss?
- Let it go... my son. I'm not here to fight. Or should i call you brother?
- What?
- It's over. Time for you to put aside the gun. And live.

The war has changed. It's not nation, ideology, ethnicity. It is an endless series of battles in which I fight people and machines. War and waste of life to become a well-oiled mechanism. Soldiers with ID are able to use weapons with ID and equipment ID. Nano-machines in their bodies enhance and regulate their abilities. Control the battlefield, genetics, information, emotions - all under the supervision and control. The age of deterrence gave way to the age of control all in the name of avoiding a catastrophe from weapons of mass destruction. And he who controls the battlefield, controls history itself. When the battlefield is under constant control, war becomes routine.

Snake, if you won't be a prisoner to fate, then go. Fulfill your destiny.
Snakes, if you don't want to be a prisoner of fate, then go. To fulfill its purpose.

I'm no hero. Never was, never will be. I'm just an old killer, hired to do some wet work.
I'm not a hero. Never was, never will be. I'm just an old killer, hired to do some wet business.