But now, I realize that this
is my life. That there's no going back. That the "gift" of these powers will be my burden until the day I die. The people here love me. How long will that last? What if they need me to be there for them when for some reason I'm not? I don't know who to trust. Moya's running around planning God-knows-what, and Zeke? I don't know what to think. I've never been more alone...
— Cole McGrarath
, inFamous (Good Ending)
I see the sadness behind your eyes. It tells a story that makes me want to weep. Pain and loss. But it drives you, makes you strong. It is that strength that people are drawn to. It is why you lead and others follow without question. You will need that leadership in the battles to come.
"You know what you get for being a hero? Nothin'. You get shot at. You get a little pat on the back, blah, blah, blah, attaboy. You get divorced. Your wife can't remember your last name. Your kids don't want to talk to you. You get to eat a lot of meals by yourself. Trust me, kid, nobody wants to be that guy."
Honestly, it's quite astonishing how much misery this movie manages to pack into two hours of mostly action sequences and espionage subplots, particularly since Captain America is supposedly one of the "lighter" superheroes, compared to the unending grimdarkness of Batman. I guess this is the difference between "manpain" and "a man in legitimate emotional pain."
I lay alone awake at night
Sorrow fills my eyes
But I'm not strong enough to cry
I'm left with no shoulder
But everyone wants to lean on me
I guess I'm their soldier
Well, who's gonna be mine?
Who's there to save the hero
When she's left all alone?
No exceptions to the rule that says
That heroes suffer best
Well, who suffers for the hero
Who suffers for the rest?
— Walkabout by Julia Ecklar