Quotes / Not So Different

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    Anime & Manga 
L: Kira is childish, and hates to lose.
Yagami: How can you be sure?
L: Because I'm also childish and I hate to lose.

Jerome: A killer is a killer after all. You're both dead.
Lector: Don't make me laugh! You're an assassin yourself, aren't you?
Thunder: Don't try to be so proud!

Ali: Oh you're not so different from me. You're just a terrorist who says he is trying to eliminate war.
Lockon: I'll take full blame for that, but after I see you dead and defeated.

Lordgenome: There was once a man who fought as you do, unaware that his actions would lead to the universe's destruction.
Simon: What are you talking about?
Lordgenome: It doesn't matter. You'll be dead soon anyway!

Asuka: Even just the sight of you gets on my nerves!\\
Shinji: Because I'm just like you?

    Comic Books 
We are much alike, you and I, Magneto. Both of us wish to see our Master Race inherit the Earth. You call my Fuehrer barbaric? Am I mistaken or did you yourself not kill hundreds of men by sinking a submarine a few years back? To help realize your minority group's destiny, would you balk at imprisonment of inferiors? The extermination of the unfit? Come, come, Magneto. Do not expect me to be impressed by your sanctimonious posturings of moral superiority!
The Red Skull, Acts of Vengeance

All it takes is one bad day to reduce the sanest man alive to lunacy. That's how far the world is from where I am. Just one bad day. You had a bad day once. Am I right? I know I am. I can tell. You had a bad day and everything changed.

Batman: Cavendish, you're sick. You need help.
Dr. Charles Cavendish: I'm sick? Have you looked in a mirror lately? HAVE YOU?!!!

Venom: You'll never understand! We helped create Carnage! We are responsible for the evils he's committed!
Spider-Man: You're kidding, right?
Venom: Kasady is our Dark Side. A distorted version of everything we believe.
Spider-Man: I do understand! I know exactly how you feel! It's kind of the way I see you!
Venom: ME?! But I...I protect innocents!

Curious bird, our Mr. Batman. In some elliptical ways not unlike myself. Darkly introspective... brooding... clearly traumatized in early childhood. Like to meet our bat friend one day. But I digress...
[after Batman shows up]
What say? One fetish-dressing neurotic to another?
The Scarecrow in Scarecrow: Year One

Deathshot: But for lone wolves like Flag and me? Russia'd be one big frozen prison.
Flag: I don't much care for the comparison, Lawton.
Deathshot: With the wolves?
Flag: With you.
Deathshot: Heh. Deny it all you want, colonel. At heart we're both flip sides of the same coin: wolves who don't fit in the pack.

I know, because I was like you once. Bitter. Alone. Mad as Hell. But I didn't let it consume me. I put it to work.

I know your anger. Your confusion. I remember it from when I was stranded here. Disoriented. A different language. Different world.

But then you happened. Everything I was thinking... Every emotion in my body... Every doubt I had inside... I saw all of them in your cracked face. You were like me.

The ironic part is — They and I have so much in common! We were all victims of mutation, yet they turned their powers against the normal world...

You see, Lex? We're more similar than you think.

    Fan Works 
He'd do anything to protect her and keep her from harm. Anything. There could be no sin in that cause. He'd destroy anyone or anything he had to, to keep the one he loved beyond all others safe.
Just like his father.
"I don't want to be like him! No no no no no no no!"
Shinji Ikari, A Crown of Stars, chapter 52

Asuka: What Sensei?
Shinji: The one my father abandoned me with after my mother died in an accident with the Eva! Not that you'd understand that.
Asuka: Me too. [...] My mother... There was an accident with Unit-02... She... died, eventually. My father... didn't mourn very long. [...] So yes, Third Child, I know exactly what that felt like!
Shinji: Your father abandoned you after your mother was gone-
Asuka: You have nightmares all the time about it. The memory keeps coming after you when you try to sleep-
Shinji: (nodding) It's hard to sleep. You feel lonely and cold at night, because no one ever held you after that-
Asuka: You never had many friends before you came here. No on ever wanted to just talk to you for you.
Shinji: Your father never explained or apologized for why he just left you.
Asuka: No one even tried to understand your pain. No one cared.
Shinji: You miss her every day, but don't even have any pictures, barely any memories. No one tells you about her.
Asuka: And there was never any point in talking about it to anyone, because there was no one in the world who could understand what being an Evangelion Pilot was like-
Shinji/Asuka: (in unison) You're just like me.

Asuka: I-I mean...you're speaking with confidence...you're so shy, usually. I think I'm like this because I trust you and I feel that I can put my trust in you. You're like a confidante.
Shinji: I...it's the same for me. We've got a lot in common, don't we?
Asuka: You try to avoid pain by running away from people. I try to avoid pain by driving them away. But in the end, we just hurt ourselves more. Aren't we pathetic, Shin-chan?

You and Lelouch are actually scarily alike. You both lost your mothers at a young age, you are both highly intelligent, driven, focussed on your respective goals and, above all else, stubborn. Just about the only thing you have that he doesn't is a harem of nubile and willing women to bed.

"We have a daughter, she and I. She'll be three years old in a few weeks."
"I see," Gendo said. His voice betrayed no emotion.
"She's…" Shinji paused, then looked at his father and said, "I never knew they could be so frightening. Children, I mean."
Gendo's eyes widened a fraction. He held his son's gaze for several moments, then looked away. "Yes," he said, nodding.

Young people are our future yet SEELE tried to buy mankind life immortal with the blood of children. I fear that we may not be so different. The blood of the young is still being spilt to carry out the plans of the old.

You and I aren't so different, Hub. [...] You've felt death's cold embrace and I... Well I'm dead in my own right.

I'd thought once before that she was a lot like me, by pushing people away... but I'd never imagined this. It was distressing to find out how much we really were alike.
Shinji Ikari thinking about Asuka Langley Sohryu, The One I Love Is, chapter 6

Suddenly she felt very cold and so very alone. Voices kept ringing in her head and her world started spinning. All she saw was Shinji, naked, spitting blood all over the floor, gasping and collapsing in a dead heap. The thoughts drowned her awareness, everything seemed to glare and laugh at her. Ritsuko's comments fell on deaf ears; Asuka was too deep in paranoia to notice anything. Hysteria assaulted her, and suddenly she could see the white monsters who had devoured her and tortured her through countless nightmares; they were mocking her, grinning sadistically at her suffering. The twisted grins seemed to tell her something, a dark message imprinted through the bestial snouts.
"You see, we're not that different, you and meeee..."
Asuka Langley Sohryu, Scar Tissue, Chapter 8

Willow: Well, Supergirl ought to be safe from everything. Except maybe Kryptonite.
Supergirl: No, Willow. Kryptonians are vulnerable to magic. If you performed the right spell, even you could hurt me.
Willow: Then you mean, like... well... vampires...
Supergirl: Yes, dear. Vampires can hurt me. The last time I met Buffy, they did, several times. But I go where the job takes me.
Buffy: Sounds kind of like a Slayer.

    Film - Animated 
Every bit the stubborn, bull-headed Viking you ever were!
Gobber to Stoick, when they see Hiccup riding Toothless against the Green Death, How to Train Your Dragon

Sunset Shimmer: You're never gonna get away with this.
Adagio Dazzle: Why? Because you didn't?

Pitch Black: I thought this might happen. They never really believed in you. I was just trying to show you that. But I understand...
Jack Frost: (attacks Pitch) You don't understand ANYTHING!
Pitch: I don't know what it's like to be cast out? To not be believed in? To long for... A family? All those years in the shadows, I thought no one else knows what this feels like. But now I see I was wrong.

We're on the same team, Judy! Underestimated, underappreciated... aren't you SICK of it?!

    Film - Live-Action 
You who murdered a hundred thousand Iraqis to save a nickel on a gallon of gas are going to lecture me on the rules of war? DON'T!
Ivan Korshunov, Air Force One

Darren Cross: When you chose me, what did you see in me?
Hank Pym: Myself.
Darren Cross: So why did you reject me?
Hank Pym: Because I saw too much of myself.

Well done, Mr. Powers. We're not so different, you and I. It's true, you're British, and I'm Belgian. You have a full head of hair, mine is slightly receding. You're thin, I'm about forty pounds overweight. OK, we are different, I'm not making a very good point.

Remember when I told you we're not so different, you and I? (flashback to the previous quote) See? I did say that.

And Loki, he's a full-tilt diva! He wants flowers, he wants parades, he wants a monument built to the sky with his name plastered- (beat) Sonofabitch.

It was no accident that I got to be the caretaker of Colonel Walter E. Kurtz's memory any more than being back in Saigon was an accident. There is no way to tell his story without telling my own. And if his story really is a confession, then so is mine.
Willard, Apocalypse Now

Don't talk like one of them, you're not! Even if you'd like to be. To them, you're just a freak, like me. They need you right now, but when they don't, they'll cast you out, like a leper. See, their morals, their code... it's a bad joke. Dropped at the first sign of trouble. They're only as good as the world allows them to be. I'll show you, when the chips are down, these... these civilized people? They'll eat each other. See, I'm not a monster, I'm just ahead of the curve.

Nixon: If we're honest for a minute, if we reflect privately, just for a moment, if we allow ourselves a glimpse into that shadowy place we call our soul, isn't that why we're here? Now? The two of us. Looking for a way back into the sun. Into the limelight. Back onto the winner's podium. Because we can feel it slipping away. We were headed, both of us, for the dirt. The place the snobs always told us that we'd end up. Face in the dust, humiliated all the more for having tried so pitifully hard. Well, to hell with that! We're not going to let that happen, either of us. We're going to show those bums, we're going to make 'em choke on our continued success. Our continued headlines! Our continued awards, and power, and glory! We are gonna make those motherfuckers choke! ...Am I right?
Frost: ...You are. Except only one of us can win.

Billy: Alan, you want to give me the bag back?
Alan: It's okay, I got it.
Billy: Please, give me the bag.
Billy: It's not safe.
(Alan opens the bag)
Alan: Raptor eggs. Did you steal Raptor eggs? Now it all makes sense.
Billy: I swear, if I'd known you were going to end up with them... It was an impulse, I thought they'd be worth a fortune. Enough to fund the dig site another ten more years. You have to believe me. This was a stupid decision, but I did it with the best intentions.
Alan: "With the best intentions." Some of the worst things imaginable have been done with the best intentions. You know what, Billy? As far as I'm concerned, you're no better than the people that built this place.

David: What kind of person marries a stranger?
Muriel: You did.

Maybe we're more alike than you think, Mr. Rogo, and you don't like looking at yourself.
Rev. Frank Scott, The Poseidon Adventure

You and I are very much alike. Archeology is our religion, yet we have both fallen from the pure faith. Our methods have not differed as much as you pretend. I am but a shadowy reflection of you. It would take only a nudge to make you like me. To push you out of the light.

Matt Eckert: Tell me what's the difference between us and them!
Jed Eckert: Because WE LIVE HERE!

Green Goblin: You're an amazing creature, Spider-Man. You and I are not so different.
Spider-Man: I'm not like you. You're a murderer.
Green Goblin: Well, to each his own. I chose my path, you chose the way of the hero. And they found you amusing for a while, the people of this city. But the one thing they love more than a hero is to see a hero fail, fall, die trying. In spite of everything you've done for them, eventually they will hate you.

McComb: Now you're gonna fuck with time. You're just as bad as I am.
Parker: Wrong. I'm setting it right.

We are not so different, you and I. We've both spent our lives looking for the weaknesses in one another's systems.

All of your ridiculous, pitiful antics aren't going to change a thing. You and I? We're puppets in the same sick play. We serve the same master, and he's a lunatic, and he's ungrateful, and there's nothing we can do about it. You and I? We're the same.
Casey Ryback, Under Siege


How many of us have you killed, Chief Stockton? Come on, don't be modest. I'll admit to all my murders. Little man and big, women and children. Dogs. I've happily killed dogs. It used to be that not a day went past that I didn't murder something. Now, as time creeps on, why... it's been months, maybe years. And the last time was a farce. Took forever to throttle and stifle some twig-like spinster I'd have done for a trice on my best day. We're both professionals. We have licenses. I have my... condition, and you had a badge and gun. I imagine you've still got your old trusty service special around. You Yanks and your blessed firearms. Makes everything too easy. You're not a proper killer until you get up close, feel the flesh part, the warmth dissipate, the heart stop. It's a good thing you can't see my face because I know it's arranged into an expression you would find even more horrifying that my words. And you know why my words horrify you? Of course you do, Chief. It's because you understand. For you this isn't a graveyard, it's Death Row. And you pull the switch.

Of eternity, of silence, of coldness, of stillness. Of Ecl. He who dwells with Ecl knows of void. He who dwells with Ecl knows of death. But he who dances with Ecl, he is lost, for he who dances with Ecl brings to life the world of death. So dance.
— Prayer invoking Ecl, Kieshara

Of eternity, of madness, of heat, of movement. Of Mehay. He who dwells with Mehay knows too much. He who dwells with Mehay knows of creation. But he who dances with Mehay, he is lost, for he who dances with Mehay cannot leave the dance and will face the fire. So dance.
— Prayer invoking Mehay, Kieshara

"Do you know how you caught me, Will?"
"Goodbye, Dr. Lecter. You can leave messages for me at the number on the file." Graham walked away.
"Do you know how you caught me?"
Graham was out of Dr. Lecter's sight now and he walked faster toward the far steel door.
"The reason you caught me is that we're just alike." was the last thing Graham heard as the steel door shut behind him.
Dr. Lecter to Will Graham, Red Dragon

It wasn't the differences between them and men that caused trouble, Flandry knew. It was the similarities. In planet of origin and thus in planets desired; in the energy of warm-blooded animals, the instincts, of ancestors who hunted, the legacies of pride and war.
Technic History, on the crew of a Terran ship fraternizing with their Meresian enemies

For shame, Colonel Talbot! You swell at sight of tartan as the bull is said to do at scarlet. You and Mac-ivor have some points not much unlike, so far as national prejudice is concerned.

Granny Weatherwax: You killed the old Baron.
Lily: You'd have done the same.
Granny: No. I'd have thought the same, but I wouldn't have done it.
Lily: What difference does that make, deep down?
Nanny Ogg: You mean you don't know?

We are not as far apart as I would like to think, but neither are we as close as Vorru thinks.

    Live-Action TV 

Robbie: You know, we're not that different. We're both going after the same people. Only difference is, I leave more bodies behind.
Daisy: If that's true, then work with me. We want the same thing.
Robbie: No, we don't.
Daisy: You just said we're not that different.
Robbie: (glares)
Daisy: I'm sorry, but you did. Like, ten seconds ago.

The Doctor: The Daleks have failed. Now finish what I started and make your race extinct. Rid the universe of your filth! WHY DON'T YOU JUST DIE?!!
Dalek: ...You would make a good Dalek.

Minotaur: (incomprehensible)
The Doctor: (translates) "An ancient creature, drenched in the blood of the innocent, drifting in space through an endless, shifting maze. For such a creature, death would be a gift." Then accept it, and sleep well.
Minotaur: (incomprehensible)
The Doctor: "...I wasn't talking about myself."

Robin Hood: History is a burden. Stories can make us fly.
The Doctor: I'm still having a little trouble believing yours, I'm afraid.
Robin Hood: Is it so hard to credit? That a man born into wealth and privilege should find the plight of the oppressed and weak too much to bear... until one night he is moved to steal a TARDIS? Fly among the stars, fighting the good fight?
Robot of Sherwood, Doctor Who

As we've noted before, almost all of these attempts to angrily and bitterly deconstruct the underlying moral premises of Doctor Who are hollow, and depend on the Doctor not making very obvious responses. In this case the "you created a race of genocidal mutants who slaughter billions in an indiscriminate campaign of racial purity, whereas I have on occasion not been able to save everybody" argument, which would be a good refutation to most of Davros's lines.

Crichton: You used me.
Scorpius: We use each other.
Crichton: You're better at it.
Scorpius: Oh, you're learning.
Farscape, "La Bomba"

Sylar: Peter! What are you doing?
Peter: I went to the future. I saw the world end. I took your ability so I could learn how to stop it.
Sylar: You took my ability? You have the Hunger. You're like me!
Peter: [snarling] I'll never let myself become you!
Sylar: You already are, brother.
Peter: NOOOOOOO I can't be you! [Neck Snap]

Gustave Gilbert: A rat catcher hunting rats. Is that the kind of thinking it takes to carry out state sanctioned mass murder? Not just blind obedience but a belief that your victims are not human?
Hermann Goering: Let me ask you this: what was Hiroshima? Was it not your medical experiment? Would Americans have dropped bombs as easily on Germany as it did upon Japan, killing as many civilians as possible? I think not. To an American sensibility, a Caucasian child is considerably more human than a Japanese child.
Gustave Gilbert: America was at war with Japan, a country that had attacked it without provocation. You murdered millions of your own citizens.
Hermann Goering: And what about the American citizens of the Japanese race, who were put into protective custody in your own concentration camps?
Gustave Gilbert: That was wrong.
Hermann Goering: And why was this not done to American citizens of Italian and German descent?
Gustave Gilbert: I said it was wrong!
Hermann Goering: And what about the Negro officers in your own army? Are they allowed to command troops in combat, can they sit on the same buses as the whites? The segregation laws in your country and the antisemitic laws in mine, are they not just a difference of degree?

Moriarty: Sherlock, your big brother and all the king's horses couldn't make me do a thing I didn't want to.
Holmes: Yes, but I'm not my brother, remember? I am you. Prepared to do anything. Prepared to burn. Prepared to do what ordinary people won't do. You want me to shake hands with you in hell, I shall not disappoint you.
Moriarty: No. You talk big. No. You're ordinary. You're ordinary; you're on the side of the angels.
Holmes: Oh, I may be on the side of the angels. But don't think for one second that I am one of them.
Moriarty: No. You're not. I see. You're not ordinary. No. You're me. You're me! Thank you, Sherlock Holmes. Thank you. Bless you.

Kor: You of the Federation, you are much like us.
Kirk: We're nothing like you. We're a democratic body.
Kor: Come now, I'm not referring to minor ideological differences. I mean that we are similar as a species. Here we are on a planet of sheep. Two tigers, predators, hunters, killers, and it is precisely that which makes us great.
Star Trek: The Original Series, "Errand of Mercy"

Even though, as men, we have our contrasts
We're of exactly the same class
And our constant companion is death
Look at you, fashioning people into weapons
How can you say that you're better than me?
We both carry the fire that is set to devour life

While you clean the streets of misfortune,
I pick the innocent from my dirty teeth.
We're one and the same... deranged.
There is no me without you.
I will behave, I will be.
An afterthought, your make believe.
Your darkest day is your friend in need (ha ha ha ha)

But I know, you were just like me, with someone disappointed in you.
Linkin Park, "Numb"

We are two of a kind! Violent, unsound of mind,
You're the yin to my yang, can't you see?
And if I were to leave, you would grumble and grieve.
Face it, Bats, you'd be lost without me!

You and I are one and the same
One reflection
Bound by different names
Recognize that you have become
Everything you hate
Project Vela, "Everything You Hate"

I've been here before, I stood where you stand. They called me their hero, the hero of Man...

    Newspaper Comics 
Walt: Did I just hear what I think I just heard?!
Jeremy: Dad, it's just a song lyric.
Walt: Don't give me that! I'm sick of this new music that's nothing but drugs and sex!
Jeremy: You mean like "Lay Lady Lay", "Lucy in the Sky With Diamonds", "Purple Haze", and "Brown Sugar"?
Walt: Hey, that's different! Those are classics!
Connie: Ouch. Score one point for the teenager.

Fundamentalist Christian: I believe in the one true God, who will bless his followers with the power to destroy the forces of Satan.
Islamist Terrorist: Hey, I was just going to say that!
Fundamentalist Christian: I believe that adulterers should be punished by stoning.
Islamist Terrorist: I was just going to say that as well!
Fundamentalist Christian: Burn the heretics!
Islamist Terrorist: Oh this is ridiculous! Allah will sue you for copyright infringement!

    Tabletop Games 
The line between hero and villain is so faint, it might as well not be there at all. Disagree? Consider this: A group breaks into a residence, kills everyone inside, and makes off with anything of value. Robbers sacking a roadside cottage are named villains for such a deed, yet adventurers who storm a goblin warren and do the same are dubbed heroes. The difference? You tell me because I cannot see it.
Lord Robilar, The Book of Vile Darkness

They feared each other for their differences but were absolutely terrified at their similarities.

What do [Beastmen] view us as, I wonder? Do they see us as animals? Or do they know of our superiority? They certainly bear so much malice to us race of humans, and there must be a reason for that. Perhaps it is the similarities that we share that bother them – as they bother us – so much. Which is itself another similarity.
Richter Kless, The Liber Chaotica

Encounter one Setite, and what you might see is a vampire with a poignantly acute eye for opportunity. Encounter two, and you see a partnership in vice. But look at all of them, the whole bloodline, and what do you see?
Faith, madness, the same. For a very good reason, a terrifyingly simple reason. Remember: upon your death and rebirth, while you were drifting in the void, Malkav's blood called out to you. You looked to see where the voice came from. To use a simple metaphor, whee other vampires were still scrunching their eyes shut, refusing to look at what lay between worlds, you looked to the left - and you saw. Now you see, when a Setite is brought across the threshold, Set's blood calls out to him. The not-quite-dead, not-quite-undead childe hears the voice, and looks to the right... And he sees.
Vampire: The Masquerade - Clanbook: Malkavian (Revised)

Possibly the most alien of the vampires, but the closest to us in outlook. That frightens me. I have spent many a Transylvanian night discussing events of ages past with a Tzimisce lord; it's easy to forget just how bizarre he is until his three-armed servant arrives with dessert. The Tzimisce have some small proficiency with sorcery somehow tied with their ancient homeland. They also follow a philosophy predicated on moving past their vampiric curse. To a Tzimisce, humanity is an outmoded concept. She might see a similarity between her goals and ours, especially Ascension. Be wary - the end sounds similar, but the road is very different...
Mark Gillan on the Tzimisce Clan, Mage: The Ascension - Masters of the Art

But many a king on a first-class throne, if he wants to call his crown his own, must manage somehow to get through, more dirty work then ere I do.
The Pirate King, The Pirates of Penzance

    Video Games 
Asura: You never change!
Yasha: Look who's talking!

Afflicted Begger: You drink the blood half across the whole town, and now this, and you talk of Beasts? You Hunters are the real killers!
Abhorrent Beast: Die! Die! Hunters are killers, nothing less, you called me a Beast? A Beast? What would you know? I did not ask for this!

Richter Belmont: Tribute!? You steal men's souls, and make them your slaves!
Dracula: Perhaps the same could be said of all religions.

Mercer Frey: What's Karliah been filling your head with? Tales of thieves with honor? Oaths rife with falsehoods and broken promises? Nocturnal doesn't care about you, the Key, or anything having to do with the Guild.
Dragonborn: I don't believe you. Nocturnal guides me.
Mercer Frey: Then it appears the shadows shroud more than your presence... they blind your wisdom as well. Our actions have always been one in the same; both of us lie, cheat and steal to further our own end.
Dragonborn: It's not about Nocturnal. This is personal.
Mercer Frey: Revenge, is it? Have you learned nothing from your time with us? When will you open your eyes and realize how little my actions differ from yours? Both of us lie, cheat and steal to further our own end.
Dragonborn: To blazes with Nocturnal. I'm here for the Eyes.
Mercer Frey: Wait a moment... do I detect a hint of genuine avarice from this noble thief? Perhaps Karliah and Brynjolf misjudged you and your true nature is no different than my own.
The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim, "Blindsided"

I think I've heard of you... some bigshot with the Brotherhood of Steel, right? They ain't that different from a raider gang, if you ask me. Just try and act all legitimate, but they still just take what they want.
Porter Gage, Fallout 4: Nuka World

Carl "C.J." Johnson: Man, you ain't nothin' but a fuckin' yayo dealer anyway, Toreno—
Mike Toreno: Shut up and sit down! What, you think I'm a drug dealer? You think you're a crusader for good?! Do you have any idea what's going on? Any idea whatsoever? Do you? DO YOU?
C.J.: No, I pay as little attention to things as possible.
Toreno: Do not be a fucking smart-ass with me. I work for a government agency. It is not important which one, I will try not to confuse you. Yes, when we last met, I was involved in battling threats in Latin America by any means necessary. That does NOT make me a drug dealer.

Niko: You killed my friends for $1,000?
Darko: How much do you charge to kill someone?

Atrocitus: The Earth trembles from your wrath.
Superman: Only I can rid it of crime.
Atrocitus: That same rage created me.

Such determination to get here. It seems we share other qualities besides our color.

Commander Shepard: Your superiors are sending you to certain death for no good reason. You have a right to disobey.
Tali: Let's remember that for the next time Shepard sends us against impossible odds.
Legion: Current trends average 2.73 instances per day. Rounded down.

Standing here, I realize
You were just like me, trying to make history
But who's to judge the right from wrong?
When our guard is down, I think we'll both agree
That violence breeds violence,
But in the end it has to be this way...
I've carved my own path, you've followed your wrath,
But maybe we're both the same
The world has turned, and so many have burned
But nobody is to blame
And yet, staring across this barren, wasted land
I feel new life will be born
Beneath the bloodstained sand...
Metal Gear Rising: Revengeance, "It Has To Be This Way" (final boss theme)

Zenyatta: I sense within you the same rage that once consumed your brother.
Hanzo: We are nothing alike.

If entertainment has taught us anything — be it films; TV shows; or films for people who hate fights and explosions, books — it's that at some point in every story, the villain will tell the hero, "You know, we're a lot alike, you and I." It always sounds like a really smart thing to say to somebody, even though it's never actually true.
— The Portal 2 Blog

What injury have I done to you, that you have not done to me?
Ahriman, Prince of Persia

Prince: Your words are empty, have always been empty. You are just a desperate, selfish spirit!
Dark Prince: If I am selfish, Prince, it is because you are. If I am ruthless and reckless and lacking in morals, it is because you are! I did not spin myself out of the ether! I was not conjured by some mad Vizier! I. Am. You!

Rhys: This is the part where you give me the "we're not so different, you and I" speech again.
Jack: Oh god no! You're WAY better at killing people than I am! How many people did you think were on Helios, huh? How many of your coworkers did you just eject into space to get rid of me, huh?
Rhys: I Did What I Had to Do... to rid the world of you. And I sure as hell would do it again.
Jack: Awesome. Cooldogs. I'll spare you the amount of times I've told myself exactly the same thing. Hey, whatever gets you to sleep at night, huh? Everyone thinks they're the hero of their own story.

You think I am a monster, but you're no different from me, Drake. How many men have you killed? How many, just today?

The boy believed you could be saved. But he didn't know what burns within your soul. And in your heart, you know we are the same!
Mannoroth to Grom Hellscream, Warcraft IIInote 

Egil: Why didn't you do it? Killing me would have saved your world.
Shulk: I've forgotten all about that.
Egil: Forgotten about it?
Shulk: I realised that we both share the same pain. Egil, I don't have any reason to kill you.
Egil: Even if you do not, I still do!
Shulk: I know. But I won't do it.
Egil: If you do not kill me now, my blade will annihilate every last one of your people. Even then?!
Shulk: I can't kill you, but I can stop your blade. And I'll do it. Over and over again, until... we understand each other.
Xenoblade gives a rare hero to villain example.

    Web Comics 
...Well, like it or not, you and Kirby aren't that different. But where he has childlike optimism, you have untempered malice. Sometimes that's all the difference one needs to be the "good guy".

Zalanna: You see, they live in the untamed wilds.
Tanna: So do we.
Zalanna: In a secret, secluded village.
Tanna: So do we.
Zalanna: With border guards dedicated to not letting a soul in.
Tanna: So do we.
Zalanna: They hide away from any non-elf race, threatening banishment to any who commune with outsiders.
Tanna: So do we.
Zalanna: (glares)

We're rather alike, you know. We're both individuals who don't fit into the preconceptions others might have about our roles in life. Sure, I'm a scheming benevolent dictator and you're a bloodthirsty killer, but I find that after one is dead, distinctions like that don't matter as much anymore.

    Web Animation 
"Ooh, you're just like me, Spider-Man!", [Carnage] burbles, "Secretly, you also want to murder all those criminals you catch!" But instead of saying the obvious thing, "No, I don't, you fucking weirdo", Spider-Man weakly concedes that he may have a point.
You what? Can't say I've ever gotten that particular vibe from Spider-Man; that all his joking around and rescuing people is merely an outlet for his repressed psychotic murder fantasies!

    Web Original 

Maybe you're the kind of person who remembers which bush to burn in The Legend of Zelda to find the labyrinth, or maybe you're the kind of person who remembers the score to some sports game years ago. Maybe you like to go around in a Star Trek uniform, or you like to go around in a sports uniform. And I don't mean like a sports T-shirt, but the same jersey that the players in the game wear. Whatever the case, maybe, somehow, in our own ways, we're all nerds.
The Angry Video Game Nerd, Atari Sports

Not unlike America's views on Russia, many Russians see America as a hellscape of Orwellian spying, corrupt justice, and trial-less imprisonment. And if you think it's preposterous that other countries might see us that way... you're probably forgetting that the NSA, War On Drugs, and Guantanamo Bay exist. To be perfectly frank: the US of A are oblivious wangs. The kind of uncircumcised worm that flutters stickily through gym short pant holes.

Whether it’s the classical music playing in the background, the omelette or the fine suits, Fisk repeatedly asserts his own humanity and civility. No matter where the day takes him, no matter how it plays out, Fisk at least starts the day as a refined and cultured gentleman. It is a lie, but it is no greater a lie than that told by Matt Murdock...Vladimir suggests that Fisk prohibits people from using his name as an attempt to build himself into something more than a mere man. It might be true. Daredevil repeatedly suggests that both the protagonist and antagonist are victims in their own ways. Perhaps both Matt Murdock and Wilson Fisk are ultimately products of the urban environment. Perhaps they simply embody and express different facets of the city.

    Western Animation 

Listen, Weasley! You are brash, arrogant, obnoxious, pushy, rude, and you dress funny. You're my kind of guy!
Dr. Ivo Robotnik, Adventures of Sonic the Hedgehog

Tarrlok: Isn't that what you came here to do? Intimidate me into releasing your friends? See, that's what I admire about you, Korra. Your willingness to go to extremes in order to get what you want. It is a quality we both share.
Korra: You and I are nothing alike!

Kuvira: Why would you save my life? After everything I did to you!
Korra: I guess... I see a lot of myself in you.
Kuvira: (Beat) We are nothing alike!
Korra: Yes we are. We are both fierce and determined to succeed; sometimes without thinking things through...
Kuvira: This wasn't how I wanted things to end. If you would all just surrender, none of this would have happened!
Korra: You brought this on yourself; messing with the spirit vines, acting like a dictator toward your people... you had to know what you were doing wasn't right.
Kuvira: I was trying to help my people! Su turned her back on the Earth Kingdom! You were gone! I had to do something!
Korra: ... I think I get it, now.
Kuvira: You don't understand anything about me!
Korra: I do; Su told me how she took you in when you were younger. It must have been so hard, being an orphan...
Kuvira: DON'T pretend you know what it felt like! The Avatar is adored by millions! I was cast aside by my own parents like I meant nothing to them! How could I just stand by and watch the same thing happen to my nation when it needed someone to guide it?
Korra: You wanted to create a place where you and your people would never be vulnerable again. I may not have been an orphan, but believe me; I understand what it's like to be afraid. After I was poisoned, I would have done anything to feel in control.

Evil!Rick: We're not so (burp) different, you and I.
Rick: Yeah, duh!

Steven: Sh-Shattering Gems... wouldn't that make us the same as Homeworld?
Bismuth: Of course not! We'd be shattering them for the sake of our cause, to protect our allies, our friends, to free all Gems from Homeworld's tyranny!

There is good, and there is evil. There are those who commit crimes and those who stop them. The two sides are opposite, as different as day and night, and the line between them is clear. Or at least, it's supposed to be...

Raphael: So, you do all this because you owe Shredder?
Xever: Eh, mostly I like having a job where I get to crack skulls every day.
Raphael: Okay, I can relate to that.
Xever: Yes. You and I are one of a kind.

    Real Life 

The de facto response to one fundamentalism isn't always nuance; often it’s just another fundamentalism.
Katelyn Beaty, "Rachel Held Evans Returns to Church", Christianity Today April 16, 2015

Thomas Jefferson: "When in the course of human events it becomes necessary for one nation to dissolve the political bands that..." Sounds rather good actually, if I say so myself... "We hold these truths to be self-evident that all men are created-" (knock on door) Oh bother... "that all men are created-" (knock) What a bore... "all men are crea-" (knock) Come in!
Slave: Massa Jefferson?
Jefferson: Yes Leroy, what is it? I've told you before that I don't want to be disturbed when I'm at my desk!
Leroy: Massa Jefferson, you want me to bring you a cup of tea?
Jefferson: Leroy, when I'm at my desk I don't need a cup of tea! Later I'll be retiring to the library and you can serve me there properly and well. Now get away, you're behaving like a field hand!
Leroy: I'm sorry Massa Jefferson!
Jefferson: (returning to his desk) "...are created...equal."
GA Cohen, "Thomas Jefferson Penning the Declaration of Independence"

Remember, the death penalty is murder.
Robert Drew

Once in a hotel dining area I said, rather too loudly, "I loathe prunes." "So do I", came an unexpected six-year-old voice from another table. Sympathy was instantaneous.
C. S. Lewis, "Three Ways of Writing Stories for Children"

A hundred times a day when we go mocking our neighbor we are really mocking ourselves; we abominate in other those faults which are so manifestly our own, and with a miraculous lack of shame and perspicacity, are astonished by them.

Stalin, suspecting the president was murdered, insisted that [Eleanor Roosevelt] have an autopsy performed. "Marshal Stalin doesn't know we are not like that," an ironic response in light of later events.
Gore Vidal, Point to Point Navigation

[Kinski and Herzog] were both ridiculous, flaming egomaniacs of only slightly different stripes — Kinski’s ugliness was flailing, external; a flash fire that burned itself, and himself, out. Herzog’s rage was of the passive-aggressive, festering sort, and therefore more dangerous... Who was more sick? Werner Herzog was the visual version of Kinski’s extremity. Kinski exploited hearts; Herzog exploited landscapes and native peoples.
Cintra Wilson, "Devoured by Demons", Slate April 22, 2004

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