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"Did you forget the reason why you're here? Isn't it to get revenge for your little sister who was eaten by dogs? For your fellow restorationists, for Dina, for Kruger? You have to avenge them and keep moving forward, even if you die and even after you die. This is the story that you started, isn't it?"
Eren Yeager, goading his father Grisha into murdering the Reiss Family and taking the Founding Titan, Attack on Titan

"In exchange for you living a normal life, Pochita gave you a heart. What you made with Pochita wasn't a promise. It was a contract. I asked myself how I could break that contract. How could I make you so hurt that you'd no longer be capable of living a normal life? So damaged that you'd never be able to bounce back for as long as you live? Quite the challenge, isn't it? After all, you felt plenty of happiness even living in extreme poverty with Pochita. So I decided to begin with making you a lot happier. I gave you a job and money, and fed you lots of delicious food. I provided a family that would get along with you: Aki became a good big brother to you, and Power the bratty little sister. I'd make that level of happiness your new normal, and then destroy the whole thing. Any happiness or normality you experience from this point on? I'll be the one to create it all and destroy it all. If you overcome your grief and make friends, I'll kill them immediately. If you get married and start a family, I won't allow your wife and children to live long."
— The Big Bad AKA Makima, detailing how they baited Denji into becoming happy so they can ruin it all, Chainsaw Man

Cell: Amateur. You said you'd show me true Saiyan power, but all that you've done is pump up your little muscles, and there's nothing special about that. I could do that too, if I wanted. [proceeds to do just that] You see? It's rather easy to transform and flaunt your powers, but it's not going to get you anywhere if your opponent has any sort of speed! [powers down] You fool. Honestly, it's a very simple concept to understand. Even Vegeta figured it out, so... why can't you?
Trunks: Of course! That's why Father stopped getting stronger! He could have... but he knew about its limits! And I just kept plowing forward like a stupid child. [powers down and lands] You can finish me if you want. I've failed.
Cell: [smirks] How very gracious of you.

"You're right. You must become [a hero], no matter what. You are Shirou Emiya and it's the only thing you've ever been passionate about. Even though you know that the heart of a Hero of Justice simply isn't in you. Here, you see? Your reaction tells me that you've always suspected it yourself. Memories of my past faded long ago. But there's still one sight that stayed with me all this time: the flames and the pervasive stench of death. Wishing for help when there was none. What I felt when the wish was granted. But most of all, I remember the look of relief on Kiritsugu Emiya's face when he saved me. That is where your dream began. It was some time before you finally felt gratitude for being saved. You adored Kiritsugu Emiya. That's all. And because of him, because you saw how happy he was when he saved you, you began to think you could have the same thing. Children will often idolize their parents. But, when he died, a curse was your inheritance. At that moment, that man left you no choice but to become a hero. The ideals you cling to are secondhand, ideals Kiritsugu Emiya failed to live up to. In the end, all you're doing is imitating what he believed was right. Hero of Justice? Don't make me laugh. Just because the idea consumes you, it doesn't mean helping others is something you truly want. It's nothing but a borrowed dream. Someone like you thinking you can be a force for good... it is the height of hubris! That's right. You couldn't help but admire the beauty in your father's dream of helping others! That's why you never developed any real passions of your own! If that isn't hypocrisy, then WHAT IS!? You're driven by this ridiculous obsession with sacrificing yourself for the sake of others, blind to your own arrogance! But in the end, you're a fraud, and your hypocrisy can't save anyone. How could you when you never knew who you should save to begin with!? And look! This is the result! You could never be a savior; you never had anything to save! You became the embodiment of justice. And justice can be cruel! Your ideals are falling apart. Maybe other people aren't more important than you are. It's dawning on you that a world where everyone is happy is just a fairy tale. And if you can't live without that dream, let it drag you down and drown you."

"You're really getting worked up over this, aren't you? Don't kid yourself into thinking you can help any of them. You know that they're going to wind up dead no matter what you do. And then what happens? You're left with nothing, that's what. The smart thing to do — the only thing — take whatever's important to you and run as far away as you possibly can. You act like you have a conscience, but you're just being sentimental. Isn't that right, Hohenheim? You think you can change things? You honestly believe that one act of caring will make you human? How could it — look at your own face! Humans are nothing but a resource, and if we don't use them they'll spread like weeds. You can't change reality, only your perception! Tell me what you think you could actually change, the nature of their species? They will always be weak and frightened creatures!"

Ed: Shut up! Do you really think you'll get away with this?! Messing around with someone's life like that! Your own daughter!!
Tucker: Someone's life? HAHAHAHAHAAA! Fullmetal Alchemist, look at your leg! Your arm! Your brother! Those things are also the result of 'messing around' with somebody's life, aren't they?
Ed: SHUT UP! [WHACK!]
Tucker: We are the same! We're the same, you and me!
Ed: WE'RE NOT!
Tucker: Oh, but yes we are! The opportunity was right in front of us and we took it! We had to, even though we knew it was against the rules!
Ed: NO!

Cornelius Alba: B-but how? That's not possible!
Touko Aozaki: Oh, please. Don't bother saying something worthless like "You should be dead."
Alba: But you're dead! I killed you!
Touko: Well, are you sure 'that' was me to begin with?
Alba: What are you saying?!
Touko: A couple years ago, I set out to make the ultimate puppet; a perfect copy of myself. No worse than me, and no better, either. After a while, I completed my perfect doppelgänger.
Alba: Impossible! Humans will always strive to make something better then themselves! But... Wait...
Touko: Once I'd finished, I looked down at my work and contemplated my own existence. Did I even need to be alive anymore? Well, I suppose concerns such as that are trivial, in the grand scheme of things. You know, Alba, I normally make another backup puppet before doing something like this, but you're an exception.
Alba: Wait... Are you the fake? No... That can't be... You're the real thing, right? But that can't be...
Touko: Funny thing is, I can't even tell you for sure anymore. But that's not important right now. You've said something that you really shouldn't have.
Alba: NO! This is... I don't understand! I DON'T UNDERSTAND!

"If you shoot me right here, you will die within moments. The soldiers will shoot you. If that doesn't suit you, your only other option would be to point that gun at yourself and pull the trigger. The gun is loaded, I presume. On the battlefield, life is cheap; it's lost in an instant. But still, people fight for their country; for justice. However, none of that suits you. You may be wearing a military uniform, but you're no soldier. Am I wrong?"
Rau Le Creuset, Mobile Suit Gundam SEED

Rau: This is our destiny, this battle fated since the moment of our birth!
Kira: Enough!
Rau: People have such blind faith in justice, and flee before what they cannot understand; they're ignorant! And all those flaws led them here. Now nothing can stop the end! And all humanity will burn as they deserve!
Kira: I won't let you! You're twisted, people aren't like that!
Rau: It's the simple truth, Kira.
Kira: Shut up! They're not... humans are not like that!
Rau: Ha! Then tell me, boy! What are they? Mankind lives with eyes and souls drowning in hatred, and hands meant for nothing more than raising a gun! Why do you believe what you believe?
Kira: You say that because it's all you know!
Rau: [smiling] Exactly! Humans can only know the folly that they were taught! Still you suffer, praying for one day, "eventually"! You put your hopes in that future, but you can't see fighting for it is meaningless!

"Those words of yours, 'I will never let my comrades die...' Now, look around you... and try to say them again! I said, say those words again! As the bodies of your comrades cool in your arms... take in their deaths! This will keep happening, and your flippant words and ideology shall become lies. This is the end result of ideals and hopes. This is reality. Naruto... what is there here for you in this reality?! Both your father and mother are gone... your master, Jiraiya too... and if you keep standing against us, you'll continue to lose your comrades one by one, this shall become a world where no one acknowledges you will exist. The only thing that awaits you is your personal nightmare. Solitude! So why keep living in reality, eh? Now come join us, Naruto!"
Tobi, Naruto

"You guys really don't know when to quit, do you? What do you want so badly that you're willing to risk your life for it? Do you think you'll find some sense of justice? I know, you just wanted to add some spice to your boring high school lives. You're really not all that different from criminals who get their kicks by murdering people. There you are, lumbering around, playing your little guessing games. Did you ever stop and think about what you were going to do with the truth once you found it? Nobody cares about the truth. Namatame was the serial killer, case closed. That's the truth the rest of the world sees. Let's pretend for a second that you are able to catch me. What do you think would happen? The answer's simple: for a brief moment, the focus would shift, but nothing would change because people don't care who the real killer is. That's the truth you've been searching for. Like it or not."
Adachi to Yu, Persona 4: The Animation

Kami-sama: My sensei is an amazing man. He can do anything. He knows everything. Sensei made this castle. He trusted me with everything and declared me a priest. See? I'm a real Sanzo.
Genjyo Sanzo: I think you're full of shit. Maybe your master was a Sanzo. But if you really inherited the title... Where the hell's your Sutra?
Kami-sama: —!!
Genjyo Sanzo: You went out of your way to take mine. That was only because you don't have your own, right?
Kami-sama: Sh— Shut up!
Genjyo Sanzo: You never told us your name because you don't have a proper Buddhist title as a Sanzo, I'll bet.
Kami-sama: Shut up!
Genjyo Sanzo: You may have inherited the clothes and the powers and the castle from your master... But he still never gave you the title of "Sanzo".
Kami-sama: SHUT UP!

Dartz: Not bad, but what's the point? Just look around you. You're all alone. Your friends are no longer able to support you, and the scoreboard doesn't exactly point in your favor, does it? So why drag out this torment when all you have to do is forfeit? Accept your destiny and join your friends on the other side!
Yami Yugi: Maybe he's right. He does have 20,000 Life Points and three indestructible monsters. Perhaps I can do more for my friends by surrendering and allowing the Orichalcos to take me where they are.
Dartz: Don't you want to be by their side? Your friends are completely lost without you. Don't turn away! All you have to do is place your hand over your Duel Disk and submit. Declare defeat and you'll be free! Free to see your friends one last time before the rise of the beast! It's about time you accepted your true destiny! You've returned to Earth to pay for the wrongs you once committed! You know it's true. You nearly destroyed the world! So in order to compensate for the misdeeds of your past, you must join me in ushering in the age of the future! Surrender your spirit so that I may rebuild paradise! Just give up.
Yami Yugi: I must surrender my soul... it's my fate...
Dartz: Yes Pharoah. Keep listening to the voice of reason inside your head.
Yami Yugi: I must give up!
Dartz: You're almost there. Give in and join your friends!

"Is your heart in pain? It's because humans have hearts that hope will disappear. And nothing awaits your friends except endless suffering. Worthless! If you didn't have hearts, the future could have been saved. Little boy, this is despair."
Aporia, Yu-Gi-Oh! 5Ds

    Comic Books 
Saul: That was stupid, Leila.
Camille: She must have thought that if Anton could vanish from the In-between world, then maybe you, too, could recieve your final death! And that even if she failed this time, she could always come back again and again until she could kill you for good. She's probably right, too, Saul... For who can claim to escape his own end forever? But now you should return to Neosalem. It will be night soon... And we both know how afraid you are of the dark, Saul... Like a very small child.
Alone

"What are you whispering, Captain? Is that a prayer? Well, there's no God here today. Just me. Why didn't we think of this years ago, eh? I knew you couldn't beat us if I ever got them organized. Do you know what's coming next? We're going to carve up your beloved country among all our chief lieutenants. The Abomination wants California, Doom wants the Bible Belt and Magneto wants Las Vegas for some Godforsaken reason. Guess who gets the White House? As for the rest of the world... Well, who'd want it now? Shh. Don't get upset. It'll all be over soon."
Red Skull, Old Man Logan

Jules: I almost died saving my son once.
Scourge: You want a medal?
Jules: No. I want you to understand I will do what it takes to keep my son safe.
Scourge: Cute. Trying to prove you're not afraid of me?
Jules: What's to be afraid of? This world is full of heroes of all corners that fight a single great evil. That tells me your world is full of cowards, each doing their part to ruin their world. That's why you don't scare me— Because I know at your core, you're a coward too.
Scourge: Coward? I conquered a whole damn planet on my own!
Jules: Conquered. As in brought a different brand of ruination.
Scourge: Try again, Pops. On my world, we had a time called "The Great Peace". My dad was part of that. Brought everyone together in one big group hug. Ten years later, everything had stagnated and fallen apart. I didn't ruin the world. I woke it up!
Jules: That's your answer to it all? Violent takeover and anarchy?
Scourge: Not really anarchy since everyone bows to me. Since you seem so hung up on the correlations, how do you like this one: Sonic's dad isn't really a mobian anymore. My dad simply isn't.
Jules: Are you trying to shock me? Intimidate? That falls short when the mighty world-conquering "king" has to sneak in during the middle of the night to get a leg up on my boy.
Scourge: [gets in Jules's face threateningly] Sonic's good at smashing bots. Want to see what I can do?
Jules: [stands up to make Scourge back off] I am not your father. I was on the front lines of the Great War. I won't go quietly. And while you may not care about the loss of father, I'm certain my son will be very upset. Do you want that on your head too?
Scourge: [tears streaming down his face as he leaves with a dead-looking expression] Just a bunch of empty words. You're no different from my old man after all.

"Looked at sky through smoke heavy with human fat and God was not there. The cold, suffocating dark goes on forever, and we are alone. Live our lives, lacking anything better to do; Devise reason later. Born from Oblivion, bear children, hell-bound as ourselves, go into Oblivion. There is nothing else.
Existence is random; has no pattern save what we imagine after staring at it too long. No meaning save what we choose to impose. This rudderless world is not shaped by vague metaphysical forces. It is not God who kills the children. Not Fate that butchers them or Destiny that feeds them to the dogs. It's us. Only us.
Does that answer your question, doctor?"
Rorschach, Watchmen

    Fan Fiction 
"I'm building something, Elphaba. I am sculpting a world without ugliness, ignorance, and suffering, a world of neverending prosperity and unrestrained beauty, a world shepherded from darkness by the Unbridled Radiance of Perfection. And to that end, I've already eradicated most of the evils you tried and failed to destroy: the Wizard is long dead, and the ignorance that allowed him and his ilk to flourish has been annihilated; the systemic corruption and sickening decadence that blossomed under his leadership has been cleansed, and no footing remains for it among my Empire's elite — not when Purification strips them of all competing desires; and the Animals? In my empire, they stand alongside humans as equals; nobody shall silence an Animal ever again, and nobody shall refuse an Animal their right to freedom, to liberty, to the glory of Purification. By the time Unbridled Radiance found its name, I'd made Oz into the paradise you dreamed of. But I did not rest on my laurels, and I never will: once I purged the corruption from the heart of the nation, I fashioned my utopia from the ruins of the Wizard's petty dictatorship. I brought forth vast forests and farmlands where there was nought but barren wastes. I tore down the slums and ghettos and carved a metropolis of gleaming marble in their place. I swept Oz clean of monuments to the Wizard's vanity, and brought forth the great Temples of Ascendance. And where once an ignorant, short-lived populace cried out for the blessings of a god who would not answer, now a prosperous and worldly people sing the praises of the One True Deity. For I am the Radiant Empress, Goddess of Perfection, Avatar of Beauty, Creator Spirit given flesh.
But you, Elphaba, you create nothing. You build nothing. You
are nothing. You're happy to run from one end of the country to the other, shouting, screaming, fighting, rebelling, obeying orders, intermittently exploding and accomplishing absolutely nothing. Even your newfound allies have some twisted ability to build and create: Loamlark has its railroads and fortifications, its subterranean temples to their Lost God, its trade hubs and militias; the mercenaries have their great fleet and flagship, their hidden manufactorium, their great automaton army; even the Deviant Nations have the capacity to create, if you can call their blasphemous metastasis 'creation.' Even they have their nightmare zealots, their whirring clockwork sculptures and blasphemous monoliths of moulded flesh. But you... you've never built anything. You bring only destruction — to yourself and everyone you claim to love: Chistery, Frexspar, Boq, Nessarose, Dr Dillamond, Fiyero. If you didn't kill them outright, you simply distorted them and left them to their fate. Do you think that Glinda would have endured such heartbreak and doubt if not for you? Do you think she'd have had to lose the man she loved if not for you? You mightn't have killed her or distorted her, but believe me, there's still time. Your devotion to chaos will never end: no matter what you say or do, you'll go on building nothing, creating nothing, being nothing... and you will have nothing.
One day, you'll wake up and find yourself alone except for the corpses of your friends and the smouldering debris of whatever nation you've chosen to hide under. You'll bury Glinda's body and try to hide your tears from a world that has long since turned its gaze from you... and then you will wander, aimless and desolate, through the ruins of long-abandoned cities, through skeletal palaces and defiled temples, through the carcasses of houses and into the wilderness. And eventually, after crossing a wasteland you thought would go on forever, the desert will finally give way to lush stretches of emerald grassland, and you'll find yourself on the doorstep of Unbridled Radiance. Staring up at the gilded monuments and towering spires, you'll feel a ghost of your old defiance; you'll lash out, try to start another reign of terror, and maybe you'll even be able to wipe a few lesser settlements off the map. But in the end, you'll give up, because the last atoms of hope in your body died with your friends and you have nothing left to fight for anyway. In the end, you'll surrender. But you'll be shown compassion. You'll be led through the streets of my empire and displayed to the people, a relic of a forgotten world, a freak to be pitied and coddled by every right-thinking citizen of my world. 'Why did she try to hurt us, father?' children will ask. 'Why did she try to ruin everything?' And the answer always be, 'She was just an animal, son; she didn't know any better.' Then, once the pitying is over, you'll be led in tears from the city square to the palace audience chamber for once last interview with the goddess you could have been... whereupon I will gladly put you down like the rabid mongrel bitch that you are."
The Empress, reducing Elphaba to silent rage, The Land of What Might-Have-Been

"You've always been so devious and stubborn! From THAT time onward, yeah!! What about Mum? She didn't come, did she! Promise? That didn't work out at all! Letting you have hope that could not be kept and making you suffer! You're fine with that!? Giving up is not a bad thing, goddammit! Sometimes, giving up requires courage, too, you know! You still don't understand? The most bitter thing about it is YOU, dammit!! And then there is this promise with that girl! No one will blame you! That's why you should just throw away that Hermit thing and be fine and dandy again!! After all, you're one of us."
Suika, Suikakasen

"Weapons do not need to be raised when a simple conversation can dispel the argument. Blood does not have to be spilt when my words can harm you just the same."

You know Russ, I actually have a daughter. Yes, she’s beautiful, the most precious thing in the galaxy, and when I held her in my hands for the first time I felt like the luckiest man alive and you know what else I felt? I felt the bond, the love that a man feels as a father towards one of their children. And I realized that for the first time in my life, I know what that feels like. And I’ve never felt that from our own father. I’ve never felt the love I have for my own child from him. And I know I never will, and I know neither will you. He already has his family, brother. Malcador and Constantine are his friends, the Imperium and the Mechanicus his eternal brides... and Horus and Sanguinius are his only son. You, me and the rest of us, we’re just tools. I pity you Russ. Father only has place in his heart for those two, no one else. No matter how hard you try, no matter much you work, no matter how many atrocities you commit in his name he will never love you anywhere near as much he loves them.
Magnus the Red to Leman Russ, A Crusade Of Blood And Dust

Shigaraki: Now I know why you don’t like the idea of taking away people’s powers. You find it to be abhorrent because you see it as taking away someone’s individuality, and not only that, but you see it as a form of projecting your pain onto others when you don’t want anyone else to experience that level of loneliness.
Luz: B-But that’s—!
Shigaraki: And not only do you not want others to feel that way, if I were to take an educated guess, if you could you’d also go back to being the normal, plain, no power-having Luz so that you don’t have to live with the burden of knowing that with just a simple shake of the hand you can take that person’s power. Am I correct?
Shigaraki: Your mother, someone who was meant to care and love you, agreed with those who said that you were “too weird” or you were “too obnoxious” for polite society. How devastating is that? To know that your mother doesn’t love you for the way you are, and would rather have you change into someone else so that HER life is easier!
Luz: B-But that’s-
Shigaraki: “But that’s not true!” you say?! Oh, really! Is that the case? Then why did she send you here? Hm? What, let me guess, she said that “this is an opportunity to make new friends,” right? But what was the real reason? Do you even know what the real reason was? You don’t know, now do you? [...] Well, allow me to make an educated guess, speaking from experience. Your mother caved into peer pressure, and sent you away, instead of standing up for you and making it known that she’d stick by you to the bitter end, falsely believing that what she was doing was the right thing, right? That sounds to be in line with how your mother operates, am I wrong?
Shigaraki: My point is, Luz, is that those around you who have had power over you used it to make you feel small, weak, and little. And in the back of your mind, you’ve always wanted to strip that power from them. Now that you have the means to, are you really going to try and tell me that you would never do such a thing? That now that you have the means to point back at the world, and tell them for once that they’re wrong, that you won’t?
Luz: ...No.
All For One to Luz All For Luz

    Films — Animation 
Batman: The "real" Batman never talked to you much, did he? That's probably why you were so fixated on him.
Joker: Don't play psychoanalyst with me, boy!
Batman: Oh, I don't need a degree to figure you out. [takes out the lights] The real reason you kept coming back was you never got a laugh out of the old man.
Joker: I'm not hearing this!
Batman: Get a clue, clowny! He's got no sense of humor. He wouldn't know a good joke if it bit him in the cape... not that you ever had a good joke.
Joker: Shut up... Shut up!
Batman: I mean, joybuzzers? Squirting flowers? Lame! Where's the A-material? Make a face, drop your pants, something!
Joker: Show yourself!
Batman: You make me laugh... but only because I think you're kinda pathetic. [starts laughing in mockery]
Joker: Stop that!
Batman: [keeps laughing] So you fell in a tank of acid, got your skin bleached, and decided to become a supervillain. What, you couldn't get work as a rodeo clown?
Joker: Don't you DARE laugh at me!
Batman: [still laughing] Why?! I thought the Joker always wanted to make Batman laugh!
Joker: YOU'RE NOT BATMAN! [throws grenades all over the place]

Hush/Riddler: Tonight, I'll show them all by doing what none of them could: killing the Batman! Can you feel it, Bruce? Can you feel it all slipping away? So, what do you think of me now!?
Batman: You talk too much.
Hush: I repeat: WHAT DO YOU THINK OF ME NOW?!
Batman: That you're the same insecure C-lister you were before you went into the Lazarus Pit.
Hush: Big talk from a dead man!
Batman: You tell riddles a fifth-grader could solve and you call yourself "The Riddler". The sheer lack of imagination is staggering.
Hush: You take that back!
Batman: A one-gimmick hack. The joke of the underworld.
Hush: Damn you! SHUT UP!
Batman: You think you got the best of Ivy, Joker, and Bane? Once they find out Hush was the Riddler, they'll hunt you down like a dog. [smirking] It won't be pretty.
Hush: I'm not scared of them anymore! I'll kill them, just like I'm going to kill you!
Batman: The effects of the Pit don't last forever. I'm betting even now you can feel it, all that strength and genius slipping away, just when you need it most.
Hush: No, NOOOOO!
Batman: Riddle me this: Who's his own worst enemy?
Hush: [screams and lunges at Batman]

Hans: Your sister?! She returned from the mountain weak and cold! She said that you froze her heart! I tried to save her but it was too late! Her skin was ice, her hair turned white... Your sister is dead! Because of you!
Elsa: No... [drops to the ground in grief]

"Screenslaver interrupts this program for an important announcement. Don't bother watching the rest. Elastigirl doesn't save the day; she only postpones her defeat. And while she postpones her defeat, you eat chips and watch her invert problems that you are too lazy to deal with. Superheroes are part of a brainless desire to replace true desire with simulation. You don't talk, you watch talk shows. You don't play games, you watch game shows. Travel, relationships, risk; every meaningful experience must be packaged and delivered to you to watch at a distance so that you can remain ever-sheltered, ever-passive, ever-ravenous consumers who can't free themselves to rise from their couches to break a sweat, never anticipate new life. You want superheroes to protect you, and make yourselves ever more powerless in the process. Well, you tell yourselves you're being "looked after". That you're inches from being served and your rights are being upheld. So that the system can keep stealing from you, smiling at you all the while. Go ahead, send your supers to stop me. Grab your snacks, watch your screens, and see what happens. You are no longer in control. I am."
Screenslaver/Evelyn Deavor, Incredibles 2

Star Sapphire: She sort of looks like me, doesn't she?
Green Lantern: Carol?
Star Sapphire: Yes. Her name was Carol, too. She's beautiful, of course, and she has dark hair like mine. And the stench of your failure hanging over her.
Green Lantern: I didn't mean...
Star Sapphire: You didn't mean to get all those people killed? You didn't mean to betray me, drive me into becoming this? What didn't you mean, Hal?
Green Lantern: I don't know. I'm...
Star Sapphire: Afraid? Afraid that you don't deserve to have so much power? That nobody does?
Green Lantern: Yes. I don't deserve this.
Star Sapphire: Then I hope you have the decency to do what's right and suffer for your many sins.

Scar: Oh, must this all end in violence? I'd hate to be responsible for the death of a family member...wouldn't you agree, Simba?
Simba: That's not gonna work, Scar. I've put it behind me.
Scar: Ah, but what about your faithful subjects? Have they put it behind them?
Nala: Simba, what is he talking about?
Scar: Ah, so you haven't told them your little secret. Well, Simba, now's your chance to tell them. Tell them who is responsible for Mufasa's death!
Simba: ...I am.
Sarabi: ...it's not true! Tell me it's not true!
Simba: It's true.
Scar: You see? He admits it! Murderer!
Simba: No, it was an accident!
Scar: If it weren't for you, Mufasa would still be alive! It's your fault he's dead! Do you deny it?
Simba: No...
Scar: Then you're guilty!
Simba: No, I'm not a murderer!
Scar: Oh, Simba, you're in trouble again. But this time, Daddy isn't here to save you. And now everyone! Knows! WHY!

"Fools... you dare to challenge me? Attempt to defeat me? Try to destroy me? I who saved you from certain death? After all I've done for you, you betray me?! And why?! [tears open the building he's climbing to show them the civilians] For them? The ones who hated you, have forsaken you? Can't you see? None of them will ever understand you the way I can. For we are kindred spirits whose powers spring from the same source. So, girls, do not make me destroy you! For we are smarter! We are stronger! We are invincible! We have the power! We are superior to them! And we shall rule! All we have to do is work together. Girls, join me."

"How does it feel, Black? How does it feel to be deconstructed? To be the victim?! To watch your dreams DIE?!"

    Films — Live-Action 
"Why do you hate me, David? I know you do. You left home. You left me all alone with our sick mother. And I was just a kid. You made me lie. Every time she screamed your name, I told her you were coming to see her. Like you promised. But you never did. [...] I know mother hates you now, and she waits for you in Hell."
Possessed Mia, Evil Dead (2013)

Dewey: You took a long time to get here, Jason.
Jason: I know about Beirut. I know what you did. It all ends tonight.
Dewey: It'll be a lot easier if you do it right away. You didn't come here for revenge. You came because it's time to come in. Your father created the program. Didn't have what it takes to make it work. And you did. You always did. That's why you volunteered.
Jason: I volunteered because I thought our enemies killed him. I volunteered because of a lie!
Dewey: No. You volunteered because of who you are. You volunteered because you are Jason Bourne... and not David Webb.
[Jason grabs Dewey and slams him against a window]
Dewey: 32 kills, Jason. Every one of them made a difference. People all across this country are safer because of what you did.
[Beat]
Jason: I'm trying to find another way.
Dewey: And how's that working out for you? You're never going to find any peace... not 'til you admit to yourself who you really are. It's sudden death here, Jason. It's time to come in.

"Kimble, you've wasted years chasing after me, and what has it got you? Huh? Nothing! I'll be out of here in a week, and you'll still be eating takeout food in that dump you live in. Yeah! I know all about you, Kimble. Without me, you wouldn't even have a life. My old lady left because of the money. Yours left because she just couldn't stand the sight of you."
Cullen Crisp, Kindergarten Cop

"I do like you, Joe. But we're sure enough that Seth paid you a visit, we're gonna have to do something about this. You're expecting that we're gonna break your fingers with a hammer or something awful, but I'm gonna defuse that tension right now: that's not gonna happen. What is gonna happen is that I'm gonna talk for a little. Not even that long. And then you're gonna give up your friend."
Abe, Looper

Yuri Orlov: Enjoy it.
Agent Jack Valentine: What?
Yuri: This. Tell me I'm everything you despise. That I'm the personification of evil. That I'm responsible for the breakdown of the fabric of society and world order. I'm a one-man genocide. Say everything you want to say to me now. Because you don't have long.
Valentine: Are you paying attention? Or are you delusional? You have broken every arms embargo written. There is enough evidence here to put you away for consecutive life sentences. You are going to spend the next 10 years of your life going from a cell to a courtroom before you even start serving your time. I don't think you fully appreciate the seriousness of your situation!
Yuri: [almost whispering] My family has disowned me. My wife and son have left me. My brother is dead. [slightly louder] Trust me, I fully appreciate the seriousness of my situation. But I promise you, I won't spend a single second in a courtroom.
Valentine: You are delusional.
Yuri: I like you, Jack. Well... maybe not, but I understand you. Let me tell you what's going to happen, then this way you can prepare yourself. Soon there's going to be a knock on that door, [looks at interrogation room door] and you will be called outside. In the hall will be a man who outranks you. First, he'll compliment you on the fine job you've done, that you're making the world a safer place, that you're to receive a commendation and a promotion... and then he's going to tell you that I am to be released. You're going to protest, you'll probably threaten to resign... but in the end I will be released. The reason I'll be released is the same reason you think I'll be convicted. I do rub shoulders with some of the most vile, sadistic men calling themselves leaders today. But some of these men are the enemies of your enemies. And while the biggest arms dealer in the world is your boss — the President of the United States, who ships more merchandise in a day than I do in a year — sometimes it's embarrassing to have his fingerprints on the guns. Sometimes he needs a freelancer like me to supply forces he can't be seen supplying. So, you call me evil, but unfortunately for you, I'm a necessary evil.
[somebody knocks on interrogation room door]
Valentine: I'd tell you to go to hell, but I'd say you're already there.

Agent Smith: Why, Mr. Anderson? Why, why? Why do you do it? Why, why get up? Why keep fighting? Do you believe you're fighting... for something? For more than your survival? Can you tell me what it is? Do you even know? Is it freedom? Or truth? Perhaps peace? Could it be for love? Illusions, Mr. Anderson. Vagaries of perception. Temporary constructs of a feeble human intellect trying desperately to justify an existence that is without meaning or purpose. And all of them as artificial as the Matrix itself, although... only a human mind could invent something as insipid as love. You must be able to see it, Mr. Anderson. You must know it by now. You can't win. It's pointless to keep fighting. Why, Mr. Anderson? Why? Why do you persist?
Neo: Because I choose to.

"So, this is like the Seven Deadly Sins, right? I mean, I've never been great at math, but, uh... big angry one, that's Wrath. Yeah? Then there's gluttony, obvi. Pride... Greed, Sloth, Lust, who... I thought was gonna be way hotter, if I'm being honest. But that's only six, where's — where's lucky number seven? Where's little man, where's Envy? Is he just scared of me and my family, 'cause we're so awesome? 'Cause I get that! Like the other sins, they get to come out and fight, 'cause they're strong and scary, but Envy... he's just the runt! And that's why all the other sins don't invite him out to play, man! 'Cause they all know who'd win! And it's not weak... worthless... ugly... Envy."
Billy Batson/Shazam to Doctor Sivana/Envy, SHAZAM! (2019)

James Bond: You're a hard man to kill, Blofeld. [mockingly looks at Oberhauser/Blofeld's scar] Ouch. I do hope that doesn't hurt too much.
Franz Oberhauser/Ernst Stavro Blofeld: [shrugs] My wounds will heal. What about yours? Look around you, James — look. This is what's left of your world. Everything you ever stood for, everything you believed in — a ruin.
Bond: Why are we here? Did you miss me?
Oberhauser: No... but I know someone who does.
Bond: ...Where is she?
Oberhauser: That's for you to find out. [activates a timer] In three minutes, this building will be demolished. Well, I can get out easily. Now, you have a choice. Die trying to save her, or save yourself and live with the pain.
Bond: You're bluffing.
Oberhauser: Am I? [snickers smugly after brief pause] I've really put you through it, haven't I? Oh, well, that's brothers for you — they always know which button to press!

    Literature 
Oh, Marco the funny one! How's Mommy, Marco? Is she alive or is she dead? Does she scream with the Yeerk in her head? All here together? Cassie, the hypocrite? 'I don't believe in violence... except when I do.' Aximili, the pitiful, pale shadow of his dead brother? If only you'd insisted on going with Elfangor, maybe he'd have lived. Too bad. And Tobias, ah, yes, Tobias. The boy not really so trapped as a bird, eh, but too gutless to resume life as a human? And Rachel. My very favorite Animorph. Rachel, Rachel. Do you feel the adrenaline rush of murderous desire? Do you feel the urge to reach out and destroy me? Of course you do. You and I have that in common.
The Drode, Animorphs #27: The Exposed

"Amy? I know what you did."
"Don't you dare—" Amy started.
"You fucked up. You crossed one of the lines that's reserved for the real monsters. You know it, I know it."
Amy's face crumpled. I didn't have a better way of describing it, the way her expression twisted, going from plain to almost inhuman from emotion alone.
I almost spoke up. I wasn't sure why I didn't.
"You think you're the lowest of the low, that you're scum. You despise yourself."
Amy couldn't even mount a response.
"You're wrong. You're not there. Not yet."
Amy looked up at Tattletale, wide-eyed. The look was utterly defenseless. I was put in mind, for just an instant, of just who Tattletale could have been. I had a mental image of her as a cult leader, tearing people down with an almost surgical precision, then molding them into who she wanted them to be when they were emotionally and mentally unable to mount a defense.
"Not yet?" Amy asked.
"Not yet. You shouldn't hate yourself for what you did in a moment of desperation. Hate yourself for what you do after. Hate yourself for your cowardice, your refusal to step up and help at this moment, right now, your refusal to participate in this world that you never even tried to understand. That's a conscious call you’re making, and you know it's the wrong one."
Amy hugged her arms to her chest. She shook her head a little, as if she was denying what Tattletale was saying.
Tattletale went on. "You need to make the right calls, and you need to start now, because you're approaching the point of no return. You start making amends, you start doing your part, and you undo what you did, and you do it ASAP, because if you don't, you're going to hit the hard ground at the bottom of that slippery slope."
Worm

    Live-Action TV 
"I've studied you, Oliver Queen. I know everything. Who you love. Who you trust. Who you've hurt. Do you know how easy it was to turn Evelyn against you? How easy it will be to turn them all against you? You're not a hero. You're a killer. And I'm going to show them that. I'm going to show them how everything you touch... dies. [Oliver fatally shoots and then unmasks Billy Malone, disguised as Prometheus] Four years I've waited, to make you answer for your sins. I told you, Oliver, everything you touch... dies."
Prometheus, Arrow

Judge Hope: I know you've got me down as this creature... but you know, hey; I get where you're coming from. And I like your stuff—
Bing: It's not stuff, it's—
Judge Hope: Truth. Am I right? Your truth, admittedly, but truth nonetheless. And you're right; authenticity is in woefully short supply. I'd like to hear you talk again...

"I watched Jane die. I was there, and I watched her die. I saw her overdose and choke to death. I could have saved her, but I didn't."
Walt, Breaking Bad

Buffy: Willow, if you let this control you, then the world goes away. And all of us with it. There's so much to live for. Will, there's too much—
Willow: Oh, please! This is your pitch? Buffy, you hate it here as much as I do. I'm just more honest about it.
Buffy: That's not true!
Willow: You're trying to sell me on the world? The one where you lie to your friends when you're not trying to kill them? And you screw a vampire just to feel? And insane asylums are the comfy alternative? This world? Buffy, it's me. I know you were happier when you were in the ground. The only time you were ever at peace in your whole life is when you were dead. Until Willow brought you back.

Annie: Britta's right; you're the most selfish person alive! And all that is going to end right now, because I'm telling him what kind of friend you really are.
Jeff: Maybe you should tell him you're hopelessly in love with him. [Annie is stunned] High school must have been tough, huh? Waiting for a superstar to notice you. But here, he's all alone, and he needs so much help! Did you enroll in all of his classes, or were you worried that might freak him out? The important thing is that you are there for him. The important thing is that you are the only one there for him. And you don't really care what he wants, just as long as you don't have to share him with the rest of the world. Because really, you're just as selfish as I am. You're just not as good at it yet.
Annie: [hurt] You're right. I could never be as good as you. Probably because I actually care.
Jeff: [flippantly] Profound, but technically meaningless. [upset, Annie storms off] And don't bother trying that thing that women do when they walk away and make the guy feel like crap because it's not going to happen! Yeah! [guilty] Damn it!

"Sit down. I've been standing on the other side of that glass, thinking about what to do with you, Steven. And this morning I decided to save your life. You're going to tell me where my killer is. You're going to give me an address, and you're going to tell me how to get inside without raising an alarm. You're going to draw me a map if I need one. And you're going to do this because he's never been nice to you. He constantly insults you and belittles you. He emasculates you and makes you feel ugly and stupid and worthless. Nothing you ever do is right. Never good enough. You hate him, Steven. And you're also going to tell me because you know you screwed up last night. He told you that your paramount concern was not to attract the attention of the authorities, and you know the punishment will be severe. Nobody knows better than you what he can do to people. I've spent a long time studying monsters like your friend, and I can promise you... he's going to do things to you that even you can't imagine."
Aaron Hotchner, Criminal Minds

Eobard Thawne: The Thawne bloodline is chock-full of influential politicians, scientists, captains of industry. Failures, such as yourself, are just the exception
Eddie Thawne: And what exactly makes me such a failure?
Eobard: Tough question, Eddie. Where to start? Oh, how about your career as a police detective? It's spectacularly uneventful.
Eddie: Yeah, well, we'll see.
Eobard: No, we have seen. I have seen. I am from the future, and you are the only Thawne to be all but forgotten by history. Waste of a life, waste of a man, and, oh no, you don't even get the girl.
Eddie: What are you talking about?
Eobard: [shows Eddie a newspaper from the future] Observe, if you will. The byline. Barry marries Iris, and not you. We're just gonna have to give this ring back to Grandma Agnes. You, Eddie, won't be needing it.

"Hey, do any of you know this kid's name? This kid right here. Do any of you know his name? But he's always following you around. You never noticed him before? So, he's been sitting right next to you for months just pretending to be your friend? Wow. That's sad. Well, uh, his name's Reese. And guess what? I'm better than you. I win. It's over."
Malcolm's escalating comebacks to Reese, Malcolm in the Middle, "Forwards Backwards"

"Think about it, Bill. If you died, would anyone care? Would they really care? Yeah, maybe they'd cry for a day, but let's be honest. No one would give a shit. They wouldn't. The few people that would feel obligated to go to your funeral would probably be annoyed and leave as early as possible. That's who you are. That's what you are. You're nothing to anyone, to everyone. Think about it, Bill. 'Cause if you do, if you let yourself... you'll know I'm telling you the truth. So instead of wasting any more of my time, I need you to go call someone that matters, because, Bill... you don't."
Elliot Alderson, Mr. Robot

Picard: Must be rewarding to you to repay others for all those years of misery.
Madred: What do you mean?
Picard: Torture has never been a reliable means of extracting information. It is ultimately self-defeating as a means of control. One wonders that it's still practiced.
Madred: I fail to see where this analysis is leading.
Picard: Whenever I look at you now, I won't see a powerful Cardassian warrior. I will see a six-year-old boy who is powerless to protect himself.
Madred: Be quiet.
Picard: In spite of all you've done to me, I find you a pitiable man.
Madred: Picard, stop it, or I will turn this on and leave you here in agony all night.
Picard: Ah! You called me "Picard".
Madred: What are the Federation's defense plans for Minos Korva?
Picard: There are four lights.
Madred: There are five lights. How many do you see now?
Picard: You are six years old. Weak and helpless. You cannot hurt me.

Future Lucifer: Goodbye. We'll meet again soon.
Dean: You better kill me now!
Future Lucifer: Pardon?
Dean: You better kill me now or I swear, I will find a way to kill you! And I won't stop—
Future Lucifer: I know you won't. I know you won't say yes to Michael either. And I know you won't kill Sam. Whatever you do, you will always end up here. Whatever choices you make, whatever details you alter, we will always end up here. I win... so I win.

"How long do you think you can keep this up? The moment your head turns, the moment your eyes flicker, I've got you, and you know it. You don't even know how to hold a sword."
Talmadeus to Gabrielle, causing her to break her concentration and give him the upper hand, Xena: Warrior Princess

    Podcasts 
Watcher: You say you're only reaching the natural conclusion of everything that's happened to you. All of these strange towns you've passed through. The Thistle Man in your home. Bay and Creek rescuing you in Victorville. A vast underground base no one is supposed to know about. All of that and you are still here. Still breathing. And so, you must be important.
Keisha: I didn't say important. I have a role to play.
Watcher: Allow me to present an alternative conclusion based on the same evidence. The reason you're still alive... is just because you're not dead yet. And everyone knows it. You are not important, Keisha. You don't have a role. There is no riddle to the beating of your heart, no conspiracy to the air in your lungs... you're merely a dead woman who hadn't died yet. And I'm the one who everyone knew was coming to do it, so no one else needed to. You've never been anything, Keisha. And soon you won't be at all.
Alice Isn't Dead, part 2, episode 10: "Why Am I Alive?"

    Theatre 
Aww, look, Heather's going to
Whine, whine, whine all night!
You don't deserve to live!
Why not kill yourself?
Here, have a sedative!
Whine, whine, whine! Like there's no Santa Claus!
You're pathetic because you whine—
You whine all night!
Your ass is off the team!
Go on and bitch and moan!
You don't deserve the dream!
You're gonna die alone!
Die alone!
Die alone! DIE ALONE! DIE ALONE!

    Video Games 
"Fight with words, not bullets. Bullet wounds will heal, but psychological scars? Those last a lifetime."
Kingpin, Agents of Mayhem

Michael Thorton: So you killed Madison for profit.
Henry Leland: No, Mike, you did. You brought her into this mess. You had her take you to Marburg, despite the risks, and then you failed to protect her. Blame me all you want, but step back and think about it. ...You must have thought about it. When it was all over, you were the big hero, saved all of Rome. When things were quiet, no one shooting at you, no bombs... What did you think about then?

Vaas: Who gave you that ink, hmm? I asked you a question: who give you that ink, hmm? Citra give you that ink, my sister give you that ink, huh? You think that makes you one of us? You think that makes you like me, huh? California boy has got a hard-on for jungle fever. I'm gonna drive [whistles] a bullet through my sister's skull... like I did your brother Grant.
Jason: Fuck you.
Vaas: You are angry, Jason. You... are angry. Okay, I get that. I get it. I mean, without family, who the fuck are we? There was a time I would do anything for my sister, I mean, the first time I ever killed was for my sister... Not enough for her, no, no, no, no, no, please. You see, the thing about our loved ones, right, our fucking loved ones, they come and they blindside you every fucking time. So they say to me, they say, "Vaas, Vaas... who the FUCK is it going to be?! THEM or ME?! [violently beats his chest] MEEEEEE! OR THEM?!" [chuckles] Like... like, you know... like they fucking think that I need to make a fucking choice. [Beat] By the way, this lighter really sucks. You know, so much for poetics. It's really too bad that Citra had to ink you up, because now the only way to kill you is to erase you completely. [Lisa sobs] Shhh... it's okay... alright, it's okay. Jason, I swear to God, man... it's truly beautiful that you're willing to die for the one you love. [tosses a match in the room]

"So you are finally here. In this place between death and rebirth, where life knows no dawn. Come, then. Follow me down into the darkest depths of despair. Once upon a time, there was a beautiful blue star... that fell to pestilence, and rotted inside and out. The more its people clung to life, the more they suffered. Until they cursed not the illness, but their follow corrupted. Those who lived and festered, those who died and decayed... and the very last of them wished they had never been born at all. In a faraway place, a brilliant star eradicated disease... before destroying the selfsame lives it had saved. Its people sought ever greater freedoms no matter the cost... They tried to buy peace with fire and steel... And when one asked, 'What is the point?' there were none left to answer. Farther still existed a star without strife... where none remembered life's trials — or its joys. What its people had gained from ease, they lost to apathy. So they created the kindest, most gentle of beasts. Its steps were light, and its gift was as painless as it was beautiful. Bathed in its golden glow, they all slept happily ever after..."
Meteion, Final Fantasy XIV: Endwalker

Askal: What do you think this fight even means? Merga has already won! Someone with Water Dragon blood like you should be celebrating!
Lilac: War is nothing to be happy about!
Askal: So what's the other option, huh? An immoral peace? A "peace" where people like us are unwanted? Outcasts who get shaded glances from more "respectable" folk? Is that whose world you're fighting for?! Because I can tell you right now, it won't be enough! It will never be enough for them!

"Tell me this, Doctor Freeman, if you can. You have destroyed so much... what is it, exactly, that you have created? Can you name even one thing? I thought not."
Dr. Breen, Half-Life 2

"GORRISTER! Do you remember the last words you heard your wife speak before they took her to the asylum? Huh? Before they locked her away in the room? That tiny room? She looked at you so sadly, and like a small animal she said, 'I didn't make too much noise, did I, honey?' Heh, heh, heh. The room is padded, Gorrister. No windows. No way out. How long has she been in the padded room, Gorrister? Ten years, twenty-five... or all the 109 years that you've lived down here in my belly, here underground?

BENNY! Sometimes I blind you and permit you to wander like an eyeless insect in a world of death. But other times, I wither your arms so you can't scratch your chewed stump of a nose. And I changed your handsome, strong, masculine good looks into the hideous warped countenance of an ape thing, haven't I, Benny? Do you know why? Can you guess, Benny? Remember Private First Class Brickman in a rice paddy in China? No...? It wouldn't hurt you to remember, Benny. Then you might be able to suffer my torment with a little greater sense of retribution. You might walk a mile in my shoes.

ELLEN! So think, think about the yellow box, Ellen! Remember the pain? Remember the many caverns in which you felt the pain? Now, now, don't start to cry, it's only pain. Tsk, tsk, tsk. That's such a sexist stereotype! Just remember the pain, Ellen, and think about how to end it, Ellen, to survive here in the center of my beating heart, my hungry belly, my tightened bowels. But be careful, dear, look around you... the only woman in the center of the Earth... and these filthy creatures with you are men. Just a sweet warning, Ellen, my love.

TED! Do they know you're a fraud, Ted? Have you told them there wasn't any money, and no great home in the shore drive, no speedboat and no wonderful cabin cruiser that could sleep twelve and a crew of six? Do they know? Have you let them in on your other secrets, Ted? Are they ready to gut you, to torture half as well as I can, just to find out the secrets? Maybe I'll rat you out, sweetheart.

NIMDOK! How are things in ze pastry corps, Nimdok? Tell me again how you saw ze smoke from ze furnaces and you thought zey might be roasting chickens. Or don't you want to talk about all that, about your pal, the good Doctor Mengele. For everyone else it must be Hell, but it must be Heaven for you, eh, my good friend? We're so much alike. We enjoy the same pleasures... mein good brother."

Malefor: Such determination to get here. It seems we share other qualities besides our color.
Spyro: I'm nothing like you!
Malefor: Do you think so? Hmm... we'll get to that.
Cynder: Don't listen to him, Spyro. Don't listen to anything he says.
Malefor: You look so weary. Allow me to make you more comfortable. [removes their magic tethers] There. That's better, isn't it? It is the least I could do for you, Cynder. After all, you've done so much for me.
Spyro: You used her!
Malefor: I used her, she used you. What does it matter, really?
Spyro: What does he mean?
Malefor: What? He doesn't know? Go on! Tell him! You mustn't leave him in the dark!
Spyro: Tell me what?
Malefor: How she lured you to the Well of Souls... How she tricked you into freeing me.
Cynder: You're lying!
Malefor: Hmm... I find it peculiar how you've chosen to remember things. Let me assure you. It was you who freed me, Spyro. And you who brought me back. And we have Cynder to thank for that. [Evil Laugh]
Spyro: Cynder? Is it true?
Cynder: No — I don't know — I don't know anymore—
Malefor: Oh, I think you do. But perhaps you need a little nudge. [takes over Cynder's mind]
Spyro: Cynder! ...Cynder, no!
Malefor: Ignitus should have warned you. You are alone here, young dragon. You have always been alone. Still, here you are, trying so desperately to save this miserable world. Refusing to accept the true role of the purple dragon. I'm sure you've been told that I was the first of our kind... but I assure you, there have been many. It has been the duty of our predecessors to resurrect the Destroyer and Golems of the deep, to bring about the great cleansing! This is the true nature of our kind! Your destiny is to destroy the world!
Spyro: No! I don't believe that!
Malefor: Of course you don't! But you have fulfilled your destiny nonetheless! In my time, I was stopped... prevented from completing my quest! But you... you have carried the flame! Be it through your own will or not! And soon, the world will be destroyed, you along with it! [Evil Laugh]

"Beloved heroes you've become. But they...the weak, the wanting. Peers in name alone. How have they acquitted themselves? Bah... Put to proof, they pleaded others save them. Risk their lives. Endure such, hardship, suffering and 'pain, that they may reap a harvest sowed with blood. Pray tell, are such creatures truly worthy of grace? I'd think on it, if I were you."
Odio, Live A Live

Sam: Seriously now, Raiden, isn't this all a bit much? Any decent lunatic would have quit after Mexico.
Raiden: Jetstream Sam.
Sam: I heard you chopped the lab director in half. Old habits die hard, eh, Jack? But now here you are, the child soldier, fighting for the children. Hahahahaha. Please. What do you really expect to accomplish here? Play savior to a bunch of brains... and what? Earn a medal? Think about it, Jack. No matter how many Mexican kids we cut or Africans we bury, the first world looks away. No one gives a shit. Not the media, not the politicians — certainly not the average Joe. Too busy fretting over money, or sex... religion... fame... Ah, but you're a man on a mission, aren't you... Gonna fix everything, just you and your little sword there. Solve everything with violence, is that it?
Raiden: My sword is a means to an end: to protect those you'd prey on.
Sam: Really? Lemme ask you: All those cyborgs you've killed, up to now... Maybe they weren't kids, but they were people. You ever think about them? When you're chopping them into hamburger?
Raiden: They're adults. They... made their choice.
Sam: Sure, they're adults. Sure, they signed up for this. Right on the dotted line of their PMC contract. Usually they're no strangers to war. In fact, many times they already lost a limb or two. Many times they were out of work and starving on the street. So yes... they sign up for surgery to fight God-knows-where. How else would you provide for your family when your country's embroiled in civil war? Pain receptors shut down, pumped full of fear-inhibiting nanomachines and sent right into the blender... your blender... But they made their choice, right? Open your eye and see, Raiden.
Raiden: I've seen plenty.
Sam: Then listen. Those battlefield emotions that the nanos suppress... Listen to them.

"Why keep trying, Jesse? You will only fail. Just as you failed to save Reuben... Just as you have failed to lead your friends back home... You will fail to defeat me. And Axel, Olivia, and everyone on your homeworld will soon be made useful. Drawing it out like this won't hurt me... but it might hurt your friend, and you will be made useful."

Reala: [seizes NiGHTS] You've played your part exceedingly well. The plan has gone perfectly, without a hitch.
Helen: Played your part...?
Reala: Why, NiGHTS' part in our plan to steal your Ideya from you. What else?
NiGHTS: Helen! Don't listen to these lies!
Reala: "Lies"? (Evil Laugh) Let me ask you this, then, NiGHTS. Does this Visitor know you're a Nightmaren like me?
Helen: Wh-What? No... that... that can't be true! Because NiGHTS has been helping me save Nightopia! A Nightmaren wouldn't do that!
[NiGHTS gasps and looks away]
Reala: (chuckles evilly) Is it so hard to believe, really? Then let me ask you... Have you or have you not seen NiGHTS wear a mask like mine?
Helen: Huh?!
Reala: This mask here is called a Persona. It is a symbol of loyalty to Master Wizeman. You know, then, don't you, that what I'm saying is true?
[Helen stares blankly in shock]
Reala: Oh poor, poor Visitor! Betrayed by the one she thought was a friend! And now, you're so, so alone...
Helen: No... no... It... It can't be...

Master Contra: Let me introduce myself again. I am Bill Rizer. The real and original one!
Bill Rizer: Original one? What do you mean? Are you saying that I'm a... clone?
Master Contra: [Evil Laugh] You catch on quickly!
Bill Rizer: Shut up! This is nonsense! You're stalling!
Master Contra: Oh? Then I'll ask you this. What do you remember from before when they put you in cold sleep, hmm? How much? You probably remember missions and battles fairly accurately. But beyond that, any personal memories? [Evil Laugh] Disturbing how little you can recall, isn't it?
Bill Rizer: But that's impossible... How?
Master Contra: Oh, it's possible. Your memories have been pieced together by a military database. [Evil Laugh]
Bill Rizer: That's... That's crazy!

The Black Signal: Your friends are all dead—dead—dead—dead—deeeeaaad.
Ricky Pagan: No! You — y-you shut up now! Or Ricky Pagan gonna
The Black Signal: Your name is Ryuchi Sagawa. Ryuchi Sagawa. Ryuchi Sagawaaaaa.
Ricky Pagan: No! Shut up!
The Black Signal: Ryuchi Sagawa, you have no power. This is just a park: a pile of sod and shrubs. Amaterasu is something you ate, or something you smoked... or a hard black tumour in your soft brain—in your brain—in your brain—in your brain. Your friends died following a lunatic. I saw them suffer—suffer—suffer—suffer—suffer...

"Your dossier reads like a broken record, Logan. How many people have betrayed you since you joined the Agency? First there was Benton, you remember him? Back in the old days, when you were Markinson's stooge. How many test subjects did you murder in the cathedral, again? And you've instilled such loyalty in your men, haven't you, Logan? Jason Chance, for instance. You need more men like that, don't you? How did you feel when you found out you'd been Vincent Hadden's bitch during the entire Syphon Filter fiasco? And lovely Miss Mara Aramov. How did it feel to have your ass repeatedly kicked by a woman? And I saw you've kept Gary Stoneman on the payroll, when he should be napping at a retirement center. There's good judgment for you. Ah, and then there's the whole Niculescu business. How did it feel to place the entire agency and all of your team at risk, while you chased your obsession? You see, I do know you, Logan. You and I are not very different after all. Our motives may differ, but not our means."
Singularity, Syphon Filter: Dark Mirror

"You IDIOTS! While you guys were having your little pow-wow... I took the human SOULS! And now, not only are THOSE under my power... But all of your FRIENDS' SOULS are gonna be mine, too! Hee hee hee. And you know what the best part is? It's all your fault. It's all because you MADE THEM love you. All the time you spent listening to them... encouraging them... caring about them... Without that, they wouldn't have come here. And now, with their souls and the humans' together... I will achieve my REAL FORM. Hee hee... Huh? WHY am I still doing this? Don't you get it? This is all just a GAME. If you leave the underground satisfied, you'll 'win' the game. If you 'win', you won't want to 'play' with me anymore. And what would I do then? But this game between us will NEVER end. I'll hold victory in front of you, just within your reach... and then tear it away just before you grasp it. Over, and over, and over... Hee hee hee. Listen. If you DO defeat me, I'll give you your 'happy ending'. I'll bring your friends back. I'll destroy the barrier. Everyone will finally be satisfied. But that WON'T happen. You...! I'll keep you here no matter what! Even if it means killing you 1,000,000 times!!!"
Flowey, Undertale

"I wonder how much these sessions are of any help to you now. You just won't listen to me, and things seem pretty... fucked up. So... I'm going to leave you now, Josh. It's time you learned there is more to be afraid of than can be dreamt up by the unhinged imagination of a self-indulgent, spoiled little BRAT! You had so many people who cared about you — who were willing to help! But at every turn, you chose to push them away. And now you're all alooone! Oooooh... Though, by the sounds of things, you won't be alone for long. No, you won't be alone for long. Deep breaths, Josh. Deep breaths..."
Dr. Hill, Until Dawn

"Such tears... what beauty they hold, these tears of sorrow. Surely, they are the most precious substance in the world... but, are you worthy to shed such tears? The act of mourning the dead belongs to the realm of humans... The human race, fearful in its weakness, built this world in a futile attempt to elude the abyss they call mortality. Culture, civilization, all delusions created by a powerless race, and of little use, like a barren woman. But amidst all this, you continue to exist as an unfettered soul, free from the shackles of flesh and blood. A completely pure consciousness. An eternal spiral undefiled by impurities. A fusion of fire, breath, and spirit! What can we call you, but angels? New, unadulterated psyches, but what you lack is reality, and that is what I shall provide you with!"
Albedo, Xenosaga, Episode I

    Visual Novels 
Okabe: Do you want to know how your FB fairy tale ends? Of course you do. You ready? ...You die. Four days from now, you take your own life. You sit here waiting for a text that never comes, and then you kill yourself here in the dark.
Moeka: That's a lie...
Okabe: You know in your heart that you are never going to hear from FB again, Moeka. It's torture, isn't it? Worse than death!
Moeka: Stop it!
Okabe: When's the last time they responded? Huh? Poor, patient Moeka, abandoned yet again. You're going to die, Moeka, right here!
Moeka: No!
Okabe: You're going to murder yourself, surrounded by darkness!
Moeka: NO!
Okabe: You know what your grand reward is for killing Mayuri? You die like a stray mutt, forgotten until they trip over your corpse!
Moeka: FB will—
Okabe: FB WON'T HELP! All it would take is a single text, right?! BUT THEY DON'T CARE!
Moeka: NOOOOOOOO!!!

    Web Animation 
"Do you really think a big campfire and some outdated, honestly kind of racist tradition is going to make anyone care about anything? No one gives a shit, David. Nobody wants to be here. God, it's like you live in this stupid make-believe world where everything's great! The universe doesn't work that way, idiot! Just look around! It's what I've been trying to show you since day one! Life sucks. And we live in a world of desensitized, apathetic assholes! Why don't you just get with the program, and stop giving a shit?"
Max, Camp Camp

Brendan Rodgers: Ah, Phil Foden. Hope of England, like so many talents before you. 'Til a little injury becomes a persistent one and before you know it, your contract is up for renegotiation, and you find yourself smiling through the pain as you hold up A WEST HAM SHIRT!
Phil Foden: [cowering in fear] No! I don't like people blowing bubbles at me!
Brendan Rodgers: Ansu Fati. They call you the next Messi, but like Bojan before you, it all goes wrong. You ask for more playing time, but instead you're sold to a Portuguese club with a buyback clause AND YOU'RE NEVER BROUGHT BACK!
Ansu Fati: Waaah!
Jamie Vardy: Okay, Brendan, I think that's enough. They're just young lads...
Brendan Rodgers: AND YOU! Jadon Sannnncho. Your fortune is just three letters long. M... L... S...
Jadon Sancho: NOOOOOOOO!

    Webcomics 
Miko Miyazaki: Vile unnatural abomination! You shall never succeed in your evil quests!
Xykon: Meh. As last words go, I've heard better. Time to die, paladin! [Beat] Hey, just a tip: if you want to start begging for mercy, now's probably the time to go for it.
Miko Miyazaki: I shall not give you the satisfaction. I have no fear. The blessing of the Twelve Gods has removed all traces of fear, magical or otherwise, from their paladins. Death does not scare me.
Redcloak: Wow. And you have the cajones to call Xykon, "unnatural abomination"? With a straight face?
Miko Miyazaki: Excuse me?
Redcloak: Think about it. Is there anything more natural than the fear response? "Fight or Flight," it's one of the most basic instincts there is. But thanks to your meddling gods, you've got no fear at all. Which leaves you with, what, "Fight or Fight Some More"? No wonder you're so angry. Maybe that's why you paladins are so full of yourselves. You're immune to the fear that you might be wrong. Immune to the fear of becoming tyrants. You know what else has no fear? Constructs. You're at least as unnatural as Xykon.
Miko Miyazaki: You dare compare me to the undead?
Xykon: You dare compare me to a paladin?
Redcloak: Hey, sure, Xykon might be a skeleton stripped of its dead flesh and forced into an unholy semblance of life by arcane powers too terrible to even consider, but at least he cops to it!
Xykon: Amen, brother! Preach it!
Redcloak: Face it, human. You're every bit as much of an "unnatural abomination" as he is, with the extra added bonus of being a myopic hypocrite. Now if you'll excuse me, this 100% all-natural goblin has an army to lead.
Xykon: Well, damn. I was gonna just kill you, but now I think it might be more evil to let you stew on that for a while.
Miko Miyazaki: Meh. As indignant speeches go, I've heard better.

"You still here, elf? Or did you cut and run? Let's play Hide-and-Seek, just to be sure. I'm 'It.' Actually, so are you, as near as I can tell. You seem to have an interest in power, so let me educate you a little while I search for you. It's sort of this thing I like to do sometimes, especially for learned wizards such as yourself. Power, it isn't something you put on or take off like a jacket. It's something you just ARE. If you can lose it by blowing two Will saves, you never really had any power in the first place, you know what I'm saying? Hell, the idiot paladin understands better than you do, 'cause he got every one of those hit points I burned off of him the hard way: he earned them. 'Course, now he's also earned an upgrade to Prisoners First Class for daring to touch my pretty little bauble. It's sort of the same as how we've already been treating him, only now we get serious about it. Anyhoo, where was I? Oh, right. Your soul shenanigans are real flashy, but they had one weakness: they were still shackled to your lame mid-level ass! I used to think spells equaled power, too, back when I was alive. I've learned a lot since then. You know what does equal power? Power. Power equals power. Crazy, huh? But the type of power? Doesn't matter as much as you'd think. It turns out, everything is oddly balanced. Weird, but true. For example: [Xykon reaches out and grabs Vaarsuvius, who is invisible, and begins strangling them] ...Right now, power takes the form of a +8 racial bonus to Listen skill checks. So, Uncle Xykon, what's the moral of the story? A big pile of spells isn't enough when the other guy has a big pile of spells AND the strength to crush your windpipe with his bare phlanges. And they died happily ever after. The End."

    Web Videos 
"Some advice, Prince, for the future: next time, why don't you remember your place like the rest of them... and wait for Goku?"
Perfect Cell to Vegeta, Dragon Ball Z Abridged

"Heroes of all worlds. You have been told a great lie. You have been led to believe that what you do actually matters. It does not. Not because you are fictional, but because you are expendable. Every aspect of your existence can be changed on a whim, should the winds of fortune blow in another direction. Your lives mean nothing. Your causes mean nothing. And when your story has been changed one too many times, the audience you fight so hard to please will abandon you. Your comics, your movies, they are temporary investments. Nothing more, nothing less. Now, knowing the truth as I have told it to you, who among you can still stand and tell me otherwise?"

    Western Animation 
"Fall.
You are alone, child. There is only darkness for you, and only death for your people.
These ancients are just the beginning: I will command a great and terrible army. We will sail to a billion worlds; we will sail until every light has been extinguished.
You are strong, child, but I am beyond strength. I am the end, and I have come for you."

"What is your plan here, exactly? Oh, let me guess, you had this whole elaborate scheme to get on the IT List and make yourself rich and famous. What do you do, manage a band or something? Happens every year. You're nothing new. You're not original. There is nothing IT about you. So, tell me, why would I ever listen to you? Disappear now, goodbye."
Emma Glamour to Louie about his scheme, DuckTales (2017), "Louie's Eleven!"

Scooby: What do I do now?
Evil Entity: Open the sarcophagus.
Shaggy: It — it spoke!
Evil Entity: Turn the lock. Set me free.
Fred: We aren't here to free you.
Velma: We're here to destroy you.
Evil Entity: Destroy me? Never. You have no choice. This is your destiny. Everything you have done, you have done for me. I brought you together as I brought all those together before you. I made you into friends. Forced you into a group. I am the author of your every hope and dream. All to this purpose — you set me free.
Shaggy: Like, is this — this evil telling the truth? Like, our whole life, our friendship... has it been a lie?
Fred: Maybe everything we think we know, none of it is real.
Daphne: No. I refuse to believe it!

Double Trouble: [taking the form of Adora] Hey, Catra.
Catra: No. You can't do this. You can't come in and take this from me now.
Double Trouble: Whoa, I knew this would get a rise out of you, but still... you really are obsessed, aren't you, kitten? [they shift back into their true form] You know, it took me a while, but I finally figured out your character. [they shift into Catra herself] You try so hard to play the big, bad villain, but your heart's never been in it, has it?
Catra: What? What are you—? Stop. Stop it.
Double Trouble: People have hurt you, haven't they? [they shift into Shadow Weaver] They didn't believe in you. [they shift into Hordak] They didn't trust you. [they shift into Adora again] Didn't need you. Left you. [they shift back into their true form] But did you ever stop to think maybe they're not the problem? [they shift into Scorpia] It's you. You drive them away, wildcat.
Catra: [on the edge of tears] Why are you doing this?
Double Trouble: [in their true form once more] It's for your own good, darling. We both know this was never what you really wanted. But it was also a good distraction. Your army was ambushed on their way to "defenseless" Bright Moon. Your face right now is almost better than applause. Almost.
Catra: You... betrayed me.
Double Trouble: It's not personal, darling. You knew how this worked. The best way to survive is always choose the winning side. The Rebels have some kind of ancient superweapon. Any minute now, they're going to use it, and when they do, everything you've worked for will be destroyed. I'd really better be going before that happens. And... scene. [leaves]

Jasper: Lapis, listen — fuse with me!
Lapis: What?
Jasper: How long did they keep you trapped here on this miserable hunk of rock? These gems, they're traitors to their Homeworld. They kept you prisoner. They used you. This is your chance to take revenge! Come on... just say "yes".

White Diamond: These worthless Gems weren't enough, were they? See how you surround yourself with lower lifeforms? You've smothered yourself in them. It feels good, doesn't it, Pink? Dulling your power, hiding your face, blaming everything on someone else. You became Rose Quartz to deceive your pathetic friends, and now you've improved on that because you're even deceiving yourself.
Steven: No. You're wrong! I'm not my mom!
White Diamond: But don't you know things about her that you couldn't possibly know?
Steven: [interspersed with flashbacks to his dreams about Pink Diamond] I... I've just been connecting with her. My powers, they... they help me connect to others. I-I'm not her. I'm just — feeling her feelings...
White Diamond: Isn't it obvious? Even though you've embedded yourself in that human child, your light can't help shining through! [speaking through all of her brainwashed Gems] You know you're in there. You've known it all along. Stop cowering inside your gem. You can hide from yourself, but you can't hide from me, Pink.

Miss Power: Well, there's more to combat than just the physical. For example, how do you think I was able to beat the Butcher so easily?
WordGirl: Well, by being stronger and faster than him?
Miss Power: No... Well, yes, of course. But I was also able to find his weakness. One of his biggest fears.

"I seem to remember someone promising to be my boyfriend. Think about it: Real girls are unpredictable. They judge you. Do you really think that Melody will take you back after this awful date? I can download your brain into the game, with me, and we'll be together... forever."
.GIFfany to Soos, Gravity Falls, "Soos and the Real Girl"

Morty: So, what are you? Like, the Hole? The Hole's promoter, the Hole's intern?
Hole's Avatar: Is there a hole here?
Morty: Right. I'm-I'm supposed to go there and be shocked that there's no Hole, or that there is a Hole, what difference would it make?
Hole's Avatar: Hmm. You are hard to scare.
Morty: And Rick isn't, right? The Hole is gonna, like, suck at him forever because his big secret is that he's got the most fear?
Hole's Avatar: Well, we can certainly say you aren't afraid to be reductive. I doubt your Grandpa has more fear than the average asshole at a Denny's.
Patron: Hey!
Hole's Avatar: Sorry. If anything, he seems pretty brave. Certainly not afraid to die. Kinda makes his fear extra... delicious.
Morty: So, what, he's scared of love?
Hole's Avatar: Everyone's scared of love, dipshit. You'll learn that in your '20s. It takes a very rare, very powerful being to be terrified of happiness.
Morty: Dumb.\\
Hole's Avatar: You're dumb. That's why you're not scared to be happy. The smarter you are, the more you know. Happiness is a trap. It can't last forever. Let's say you meet the love of your life, well, it's still gonna end. It's inevitable, whether by the slow pull of a disease, or the shock of loose footing on a hiking trail, whether it be the corrosion of two personalities that reshape each other until they're incompatible, or maybe the old stranger in a bar who says the things that need to be said to that person, that night. The point is, happiness. Always. Ends. Best case scenario, think about this, best case is that you die at the same time. Yikes.
Morty: Can't the Hole just let me go then? Sounds like I don't matter.
Hole's Avatar: You don’t. But if you go, you’ll take him away. Don’t worry. Rick will die before accepting happiness. After that, we’ll chase you with some clowns or some dumb shit like that. But Grandpa…(chuckles) yummy, yummy. Grandpa’s gonna die. Just. Like. Diane.
—>— Rick and Morty, Fear No Mort

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