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Quotes: Far Cry 3
Vaas: You boys think you're crazy, huh? Jumping out of airplanes... flying like birds? (chuckles) That is crazy! I like this phone. This is a nice fucking phone. So, what do we have here? Grant... and Jason... from California, huh? Well, I hope your mama and papa really, really love you, cause you two white boys look expensive! And that's good because I like expensive things... (Grant mumbles) I'm sorry, what did you say? What did you say? Do you want me to slice you open like I did to your friend? SHUT THE FUCK UP! Okay? I'm the one with the fucking dick! Look at me, look me in the fucking eye. HEY! YOU FUCK! Look me in the eye. You're my bitch. I rule this fucking kingdom. Shut the fuck up... or you die. (Jason mumbles too) What is it, Jason? Jason, what is it? Why aren't you laughing now like you did back there? What, is this not fun any more? Have I failed to entertain you? You see, thing is, up there, you thought you had a chance. Waaaay, up in the fucking skies, you thought you had your finger on the pussy trigger. But hermano, down here... down here? (beat) You hit the ground.

Vaas: (shoots Grant) What, you want to run? Huh?! You want to run, you want to disrespect me? You want to fuck with me? I mean, you come here, with your... with your pretty-boy face, right, and your pretty-boy phone, your dimwit brother, and you want to fuck with me! You want to fuck with me. I like that. No, I respect that! I'm gonna give you thirty seconds. And if the jungle doesn't eat you up alive, I will. (beat) Are you FUCKING DEAF?! I SAID GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE, YOU CHICKEN FUCK!!! Run, Forrest, run!

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.

Vaas: Did I ever tell you what the definition of insanity is? Insanity is doing the exact same fucking thing over and over again expecting shit to change. That. Is. Crazy. The first time somebody told me that, I dunno, I thought they were bullshitting me. So, boom, I shot him. The thing is... he was right. And then I started seeing, everywhere I looked, everywhere I looked all these fucking pricks, everywhere I looked, doing the exact same fucking thing. Over, and over, and over, and over again thinking, "This time is gonna be different. No, no, no please... this time is gonna be different." I'm sorry, I don't like the way... (punches crate aside violently) ...you are LOOKING at me! Okay, do you have a fucking problem in your head? Do you think I am bullshitting you, do you think I am lying? Fuck you! Okay? FUCK. YOU. (beat) It's okay, man. I'm gonna chill, hermano. I'm gonna chill. The thing is... all right? The thing is I killed you once already, and it's not like I am fucking crazy. It's okay. (beat) It's like water under the bridge. Did I ever tell you the definition of insanity?

Jason: Across this island, Vaas and his pirates enslave the bodies and minds of the Rakyat. Our guns do not stop until Vaas falls to our feet! We are the warriors of the Rakyat, AND I WILL LEAD YOU TO GLORY!

Vaas: Do you have any idea how fucking rude that was? (In reaction to being shot at with an AK-47)

Vaas: Take me into your heart! Accept me as your savior! Nail me to the fucking cross and let me be REBORN!!!

Hoyt: Lovely weather we're having.
Vaas: Why boss, you planning a parade?
Hoyt: (laughs hard) That's why I love you Vaas, you make me laugh. Everything in business is so goddamn serious. But you. So... what about Snow White?
Vaas: You know, I don't give a fuck about him. I don't give a fuck.
Hoyt: Really? Then why am I here?
Vaas: Once you got the ransom money, his friends are gonna be sold like that. I shot his older brother. I did what you wanted with his younger brother. Except it's my sister... she's inking that white boy.
Hoyt: I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOUR FAMILY. It is by my grace that your head isn't impaled on the antenna of my car! Therefore, I would like it if you gave a fuck about Jason Brody!
Vaas: Okay, Hoyt. Okay, alright.
Hoyt: Fantastic! (beat) I am really loving this weather. What's the name of the village down the road? Beras Town? A bunch of native sympathizers. They stole a transportation manifest that's close to my heart. I'd like to pay them a visit. Nice to see you, Vaas.

Hoyt: What a job, poker. Ask anyone on the street and they'll call it a game of chance. Or talk to Sam here, and he'll say it's about bluffing, won't you, Sam?
Sam: Ja.
Hoyt: Ja! But it's not, is it? It's about keeping you playing until the house collects. (Hoyt deals cards before he suddenly grabs a knife and shanks Sam on the neck) Sorry, house rules! Ah! Look at that, we have the same cards. So let's raise the stakes a little, shall we? (beat) Foster, Jason Brody, whatever your name is, it's slipped my mind. How stupid do you think I am?! We should keep playing. Dealer's on the left, right? Guess he's sitting this one out...

Jason: Hey, I got a crazy question. You won first place at that swimming championship this year, right?
Daisy: Yeah, the 400 meter.
Jason: What did it feel like, winning? Not afterward, on the podium. But in the water, when you hit the pad.
Daisy: Like I was really...present. Like the whole world was me.
Jason: You know...I never thought I'd be able to kill someone. The first time, it felt wrong. Which is good, right? But now...it feels like winning.

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