Joker: Tell them your name.
Brian Douglas: [nervously] Brian Douglas.
Joker: [giggling] Are you the real Batman?
Brian Douglas: N-no.
Joker: [whining] No? No? Then why do you dress up like him? [playing with the fake mask] Woo hoo hoo hoo! [giggling]
Brian Douglas: He's a symbol that we don't have to be afraid of scum like you.
Joker: Yeah…you do, Brian. You really do. Yeah…
[Brian whimpers in terror]
Joker: Shh shh shh shh. [pets Brian's face] So you think Batman's made Gotham a better place? Hm? Look at me…LOOK AT ME! [turns camera to his face] You see, this is how crazy Batman's made Gotham. You want order in Gotham? Batman must take off his mask and turn himself in. Oh, and every day he doesn't, people will die…starting tonight. I'm a man of my word.
[Joker laughs hysterically as Brian screams]

Kurtz: I've seen horrors…horrors that you've seen. But you have no right to call me a murderer. You have a right to kill me. You have a right to do that…but you have no right to judge me. It's impossible for words to describe what is necessary to those who do not know what horror means. Horror. Horror has a face…and you must make a friend of horror. Horror and moral terror are your friends. If they are not, then they are enemies to be feared. They are truly enemies. I remember when I was with Special Forces. Seems a thousand centuries ago. We went into a camp to inoculate the children. We left the camp after we had inoculated the children for polio, and this old man came running after us, and he was crying. He couldn't see. We went back there, and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember…I… I…I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realize…like I was shot…like I was shot with a diamond…a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God…the genius of that. The genius. The will to do that. Perfect, genuine, complete, crystalline, pure. And then I realized they were stronger than we. Because they could stand that these were not monsters. These were men…trained cadres. These men who fought with their hearts, who had families, who had children, who were filled with love…but they had the strength…the strength…to do that. If I had ten divisions of those men, then our troubles here would be over very quickly. You have to have men who are moral…and at the same time who are able to utilize their primordial instincts to kill without feeling…without passion…without judgment…without judgment. Because it's judgment that defeats us.

Johnny: Meryl, marry me!
Meryl: You have got a hell of a sense of timing!
Johnny: So, what do you say?
Meryl: I'd have to say...no!
Johnny: You'd rather stay single? Okay, we don't have to make it official!
Meryl: No.
Johnny: Well, what about we just move in together, then?
Meryl: Nope.
Johnny: Why? Is there something wrong with me?
Meryl: No. I'd just rather do things my way: Johnny, marry me.
Johnny: What?
Meryl: I'll say it again: marry me.
Johnny: Sure, it'd be my pleasure.
Meryl: Hey, and don't even think about cheating on me!
Johnny: I wouldn't dare.
Meryl: And I want a real wedding! With flowers and a cake! It's been my dream since I was little a girl.

I knew MGS4 was gonna be good...but I didn't see that coming!