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"(thinking) Wait a minute... This feels all wrong. Just because they're doing it doesn't mean I have to. Why the hamburger made from frozen beef? They'll be all dry. Is that a fresh, juicy, frozen hamburger? This is ridiculous! (out-loud) I deserve a hot, juicy burger. That's right, you heard me. I deserve a hot, juicy burger! And not because I can tear a phonebook with my bare hands, no!! I deserve a hot juicy burger because I have a mouth... And it wants one. (whispers) And so do you. (out-loud) AND SO DO DO YOU!! HOT, JUICY BURGER!! HOT, JUICY BURGER!! HOT, JUICY BURGER!! HOT, JUICY BURGER!! That's right!"
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"Gohan, listen to me. There are some folks who cannot be reasoned with. You are allowed to fight on the side of justice. Seize upon your anger, wield it like a weapon. I understand your reluctance, but holding it in is pointless. Gohan...I love the animals, and everything about nature. Protect them for me. They need you."
— Android 16, Dragon Ball Z
We are going to show Kira that we are willing to give our lives if that's what it takes. (smiles) And that justice will prevail no matter what.
— L, Death Note
"The enemy is Tartaros!!!! They are part of the formidable Balam Alliance, as the Oracion Seis and Grimoire Heart were!!!! But we took down those other two!!!! And we'll do the same to Tartaros!!!! We'll make them regret ever making enemies of us!!!! They hurt our friends!!!! We feel our friends' pain as if it was our own!!!! When you spill blood from one of us, you are spilling it from all of us!!!! I want you to take the pain and suffering you're feeling right now...and use it to fuel your fight against our enemy!!!! We're not fighting for law and order!!!! We're fighting because we choose to fight!!!! And for the precious bonds that tie us together...we will obliterate our family's enemies!!!!"
—Makarov, Fairy Tail
Sousuke: Listen up! As of this moment, you people are no longer lowly maggots! You are rugger men, do you understand?
Rugby team: SIR, YES SIR!
Sousuke: Now you are about to confront the greatest ordeal. The critical moment where you either win it all or fall to hell! So, ARE YOU HAVING FUN?!
Team: SIR, YES SIR!
Sousuke: NOW PREPARE FOR COMBAT!!! (team discards their clothing, changing into the team uniform) So, what's our specialty, ladies?!
Team: KILL! KILL! KILL!
Sousuke: And what is our goal in this game?!
Team: KILL! KILL! KILL!
Sousuke: Do we love our high scool?! Do we love our high school rugby club?!
Team: GUNG HO! GUNG HO! GUNG HOOOO!
Sousuke: Then let's go!
Rugby team: SIR, YES SIR!
Sousuke: Now you are about to confront the greatest ordeal. The critical moment where you either win it all or fall to hell! So, ARE YOU HAVING FUN?!
Team: SIR, YES SIR!
Sousuke: NOW PREPARE FOR COMBAT!!! (team discards their clothing, changing into the team uniform) So, what's our specialty, ladies?!
Team: KILL! KILL! KILL!
Sousuke: And what is our goal in this game?!
Team: KILL! KILL! KILL!
Sousuke: Do we love our high scool?! Do we love our high school rugby club?!
Team: GUNG HO! GUNG HO! GUNG HOOOO!
Sousuke: Then let's go!
My friends, it has often been said that I like war. Friends, I like war. No, friends, I love war!
I love holocausts. I love blitzkriegs. I love defensive lines. I love sieges, charges, I love mop-up operations, and retreats.
Wars across prairies, in streets, in trenches, in grasslands, in frozen tundras, through deserts, on the sea, in the air, I love every act of war that can occur upon this earth.
I love blasting the enemy to smithereens with artillery salvos that thunder across the lines of battle. My heart leaps with joy whenever a soldier is tossed high into the air and cut to pieces by well placed sniper rounds.
And there is nothing like a tank operator using a Tiger 88 to destroy enemy tanks. And the feeling that comes when a soldier runs screaming from his blazing tank only to be mowed down by heavy machine gun fire, is such an exquisite feeling.
Like when ranks of infantry brandish their bayonets rushing into the enemy line. It moves me deep within my heart to watch a fresh recruit stabbing over and over into the bloated chest of a long-dead enemy.
The sight of deserters being strung up from a street lamp is an irresistible pleasure. And there is nothing more arousing, than the sounds made by prisoners of war dropping like flies, screaming in agony as they're mowed down by ear piercing schmeissers!
When a band of pitiful resistance fighters makes their final stands with nothing but small arms, only to have their city smashed to atoms block by block by 4.8-ton bombshells, I'm in ecstasy.
I love it when my forces are ravaged by a Russian armored division. It's so sad to see towns and villages that were supposed to be defended at all costs, being laid to waste, their women and children being raped, and killed.
I love to be squashed under the heel of the British and American war machines. The humiliation, as my men crawl around like vermin, ducking the Jag bombers flying overhead.
Gentlemen... All I ask for is war, a war so grand as to make Hell itself tremble. Gentlemen, I ask you as fellow brothers in arms, what is it you really want? Do you wish for further war as I do? Do you wish for a merciless, bloody war? A war whose fury is built with iron, and lightning, and fire? Do you ask for war to sweep in like a tempest, leaving not even ravens to scavenge, from this Earth!?
(his men begin chanting "KRIEG!")
Very well. Then krieg is what you shall have. We are a clenched fist, ready to strike down all who oppose us, with our might. But.. after enduring over half a century wallowing in the darkness, for us, a simple ordinary war will no longer be sufficient. We need a MASSIVE war! A war beyond any other that man's history has never known!
We are but a single battalion. The remnants of a defeated army numbering less than a thousand strong. However, I believe that each of you old warriors is worth a thousand of their sickly soft children! We represent a force that could easily defeat an army of a million and one men! It is time for them to awake the ones who sent us screaming into oblivion, and who now lie sleeping. Let's drag them out of bed by the hair, and remind them of what we are! We will remind them of what it feels like to live in fear. We will remind them of the sound our jackboots make against their throats. We will remind them, that there are more things between Heaven and Hell than are dreamt of in their philosophy.
Our Kampfgruppe of one thousand vampires will burn this world down to ash. Yes, my friends! Soon, Europe's charred remains will illuminate the night sky! I have brought you all back just as I promised I would. Back to our favorite battlefield. Back to our beloved war!
At last, the sea lion has crossed the ocean and is heading up the hill! Attention soldiers of the Millennium battalion, this is a message from your commander:
Friends... let's bring them Hell.
I love holocausts. I love blitzkriegs. I love defensive lines. I love sieges, charges, I love mop-up operations, and retreats.
Wars across prairies, in streets, in trenches, in grasslands, in frozen tundras, through deserts, on the sea, in the air, I love every act of war that can occur upon this earth.
I love blasting the enemy to smithereens with artillery salvos that thunder across the lines of battle. My heart leaps with joy whenever a soldier is tossed high into the air and cut to pieces by well placed sniper rounds.
And there is nothing like a tank operator using a Tiger 88 to destroy enemy tanks. And the feeling that comes when a soldier runs screaming from his blazing tank only to be mowed down by heavy machine gun fire, is such an exquisite feeling.
Like when ranks of infantry brandish their bayonets rushing into the enemy line. It moves me deep within my heart to watch a fresh recruit stabbing over and over into the bloated chest of a long-dead enemy.
The sight of deserters being strung up from a street lamp is an irresistible pleasure. And there is nothing more arousing, than the sounds made by prisoners of war dropping like flies, screaming in agony as they're mowed down by ear piercing schmeissers!
When a band of pitiful resistance fighters makes their final stands with nothing but small arms, only to have their city smashed to atoms block by block by 4.8-ton bombshells, I'm in ecstasy.
I love it when my forces are ravaged by a Russian armored division. It's so sad to see towns and villages that were supposed to be defended at all costs, being laid to waste, their women and children being raped, and killed.
I love to be squashed under the heel of the British and American war machines. The humiliation, as my men crawl around like vermin, ducking the Jag bombers flying overhead.
Gentlemen... All I ask for is war, a war so grand as to make Hell itself tremble. Gentlemen, I ask you as fellow brothers in arms, what is it you really want? Do you wish for further war as I do? Do you wish for a merciless, bloody war? A war whose fury is built with iron, and lightning, and fire? Do you ask for war to sweep in like a tempest, leaving not even ravens to scavenge, from this Earth!?
(his men begin chanting "KRIEG!")
Very well. Then krieg is what you shall have. We are a clenched fist, ready to strike down all who oppose us, with our might. But.. after enduring over half a century wallowing in the darkness, for us, a simple ordinary war will no longer be sufficient. We need a MASSIVE war! A war beyond any other that man's history has never known!
We are but a single battalion. The remnants of a defeated army numbering less than a thousand strong. However, I believe that each of you old warriors is worth a thousand of their sickly soft children! We represent a force that could easily defeat an army of a million and one men! It is time for them to awake the ones who sent us screaming into oblivion, and who now lie sleeping. Let's drag them out of bed by the hair, and remind them of what we are! We will remind them of what it feels like to live in fear. We will remind them of the sound our jackboots make against their throats. We will remind them, that there are more things between Heaven and Hell than are dreamt of in their philosophy.
Our Kampfgruppe of one thousand vampires will burn this world down to ash. Yes, my friends! Soon, Europe's charred remains will illuminate the night sky! I have brought you all back just as I promised I would. Back to our favorite battlefield. Back to our beloved war!
At last, the sea lion has crossed the ocean and is heading up the hill! Attention soldiers of the Millennium battalion, this is a message from your commander:
Friends... let's bring them Hell.
— The Major, Hellsing
To let such a sweet girl die befits a death worse than hell, am I right? [...] And if it comes down to that, all of your lives must be sacrificed. This is the place you shall be buried. Your fortress will become your grave. [...] You fellas came here to kill for chump change, same as me. You all chose the life of a mercenary. Let's go die like mangy dogs. Let's die, screaming "Fuck! Fuck!" Taking gut shots, and writhing on the ground in agony. Heh, heh, heh. What do you boys say to that?
— Pip Bernadotte, Hellsing
Todo: Wake up, Brother! Our battle has just begun!
Yuji: Todo... I... can't... fight anymore! It wasn't just Kugisaki... Nanamin died, too! Sukuna... killed so many... So I have to save... that many more people... But I couldn't! I'm just a murderer! What I thought was my conviction was just an excuse I made for myself! I can't... forgive myself anymore.
Todo: Brother... A man as great as you shouldn't let yourself grow so small. We are Jujutsu sorcerers. Me, you... Kugisaki... Mister Nanami...! All our allies are Jujutsu sorcerers! So long as we continue to live, our dead comrades have not truly been defeated! This is not a matter of sins and punishments. The moment we chose to live as Jujutsu sorcerers, our lives were no longer bound by such karma. Attempting to find meaning in the deaths of the fallen can, at times, defile the memories of those we've lost! BUT EVEN SO! What have they entrusted you with? There's no need to find your answer to that now. But until you do, you cannot stop moving forward. That is the one punishment imposed on those who live as Jujutsu sorcerers.
Yuji: Todo... I... can't... fight anymore! It wasn't just Kugisaki... Nanamin died, too! Sukuna... killed so many... So I have to save... that many more people... But I couldn't! I'm just a murderer! What I thought was my conviction was just an excuse I made for myself! I can't... forgive myself anymore.
Todo: Brother... A man as great as you shouldn't let yourself grow so small. We are Jujutsu sorcerers. Me, you... Kugisaki... Mister Nanami...! All our allies are Jujutsu sorcerers! So long as we continue to live, our dead comrades have not truly been defeated! This is not a matter of sins and punishments. The moment we chose to live as Jujutsu sorcerers, our lives were no longer bound by such karma. Attempting to find meaning in the deaths of the fallen can, at times, defile the memories of those we've lost! BUT EVEN SO! What have they entrusted you with? There's no need to find your answer to that now. But until you do, you cannot stop moving forward. That is the one punishment imposed on those who live as Jujutsu sorcerers.
"Zeon's strength was expended in the Battle of Loum! There is no way they can create new soldiers overnight, and Ghiren Zabi knows it. I therefore appeal to all the citizens of the Earth Federation, to each and every one of you. Zeon is exhausted! Now is not the time for us to kneel before Zeon. It is time for us to rise! Now, more than ever, is our chance to defeat Zeon!"
— General Revil, Mobile Suit Gundam: Awakening
This is your captain speaking...
We have just set a course for Industrial 7 to carry out our mission; that mission is to locate and secure Laplace’s Box. Although it may seem like we have returned to our original assignment, this mission is not being conducted on orders from the military. We do it to survive; we are conducting this operation under our own auspices.
We cannot allow the box to fall under Full Frontal’s hands. Whether it be his Side Co-Prosperity Sphere, or the future Princess Mineva described, the crux of this conflict is humanity’s potential. Of these two, I do not know which path is correct. But we will not be the ones to make this decision. Rather, it will be our children – the youth who are alive today, and their children – the youth that are yet to be born.
And in order to entrust this choice to them, we must return from this alive. We must return with the box in hand, and then let the world face the truth.
As a soldier, and as a man, I look forward to seeing you fight bravely…
We have just set a course for Industrial 7 to carry out our mission; that mission is to locate and secure Laplace’s Box. Although it may seem like we have returned to our original assignment, this mission is not being conducted on orders from the military. We do it to survive; we are conducting this operation under our own auspices.
We cannot allow the box to fall under Full Frontal’s hands. Whether it be his Side Co-Prosperity Sphere, or the future Princess Mineva described, the crux of this conflict is humanity’s potential. Of these two, I do not know which path is correct. But we will not be the ones to make this decision. Rather, it will be our children – the youth who are alive today, and their children – the youth that are yet to be born.
And in order to entrust this choice to them, we must return from this alive. We must return with the box in hand, and then let the world face the truth.
As a soldier, and as a man, I look forward to seeing you fight bravely…
— Captain Otto Midas, Mobile Suit Gundam Unicorn
Now what could you possibly be angry about? Your two friends won that fight without even throwing a punch! I respected the way you treated them back there. You've got nerves of steel, lady! Zehahahaha! This "New Era" they keep rambling on and on about is a load of crap! The era where pirates dream of treasure will come to an end?! Yeah right! Zehahahaha! THE DREAMS OF PIRATES... WILL NEVER END! AM I RIGHT?! One-upping your peers isn't easy! Zehahahahaha! They can laugh at us all they want. Because when you aim high, you often come across fights that just aren't worth fighting. Right?
— Marshall D. "Blackbeard" Teach, One Piece
Simon... never forget. Just believe in yourself. Not in the Simon that I believe in. Not in the Kamina that you believe in. Have faith in the Simon... who believes in you!
— Kamina, Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann
If that guy was here, he would've done a better job inspiring them. When he rallied the troops, his words went straight to your heart. I envy him for that...
— Kittan, describing the aforementioned Kamina, Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann
Everything that you thought had meaning, every hope, dream, or moment of happiness, none of it matters as you lie bleeding out on the battlefield. None of it changes what a speeding rock does to a body; we all die. But does that mean our lives are meaningless? Does that mean that there was no point in our being born? Would you say that of our slain comrades? What about their lives? Were they meaningless? They were not! Their memory serves as an example to us all! The courageous fallen! The anguished fallen! Their lives have meaning because we the living refuse to forget them! And as we ride to certain death, we trust our successors to do the same for us! Because my soldiers do not buckle or yield when faced with the cruelty of this world! My soldiers push forward! My soldiers scream out! MY SOLDIERS RAGE!
—Commander Erwin, Attack on Titan.
Comic Books
Bizarrogirl: H-How did you get to be so brave when me so cowardly, Bizarro Bizarro Me?
Supergirl: I'm a Bizarro You, remember? I feel the opposite of whatever you're feeling. Tell you what: I'll trade your feelings. If I let myself be scared... will you be brave for your world?
Supergirl: I'm a Bizarro You, remember? I feel the opposite of whatever you're feeling. Tell you what: I'll trade your feelings. If I let myself be scared... will you be brave for your world?
The Atom: But bottom line, we're out here and a pretty untried team is in there.
Dr. Light: What are you saying, Dr. Palmer? That it's hopeless?
Superman: NO! There is always hope. That team in there — they are the Justice League of America. They're new to it, sure, but they aren't new to this level of adversity. None of them are. I know that they'll come through.
Dr. Light: What are you saying, Dr. Palmer? That it's hopeless?
Superman: NO! There is always hope. That team in there — they are the Justice League of America. They're new to it, sure, but they aren't new to this level of adversity. None of them are. I know that they'll come through.
— Justice League of America: Omega
There are millions, maybe billions dead or dying in the worlds as they are. Can we choose their deaths, because they're easier to bear? The reality we saw — it's the truth. Good, bad, love, pain — it's real. It's the one we're pledged to protect. Not to play God with.
I think that's enough. We've been friends for a long, long time. And right now, the rest of our friends need us. Your wife need us, Gim. Earth and the United Planets need us. Brainy's plans might never go as smooth as we hope, but I trust him.
— Superman, Superman and the Legion of Super-Heroes
"Don't throw away this chance, men... We can prove to Earth that super-powers shouldn't be taboo... and that we're not has-beens who've forgotten how to use them!"
— Superman, The Immortal Superman
Fan Works
See those, you cunts?! They think they can stop us. But they fucking won't! We are men of the Westerlands! We are Lions! We are Boars! We are Spears, and Firetrees, and the fucking Sun itself! When we roar, the very rocks tremble! So let the fucking dead in the Seven Hells themselves hear us roar!
— Jaime Lannister, An Empire of Ice and Fire
Yeah? thought Kara. And I'm supposed to be... worthy? Because I fell into something I would never have dreamed of doing, when I was a little girl? Because my planet blew up, and I didn't blow up with it? Because I was taken out of the very best lie I ever lived in, and made to live on this... little quaint backwater planet? Because I saw my cousin die? And I never got to tell him I loved him?
<Kara,> said the voice. And she heard it clearly, despite the hands (both hands, now) wrapped about her neck, despite the pressure that would not let up, despite the fact that, within seconds, she was sure, she would cease to be the last heroine of Krypton. <Kara, I always knew. Even through all our difficulties, all our quarrels, I always knew. And, Kara... I loved you, too.>
Great Rao, I am imagining things. I am dying... and dreaming...
<Then make it the best dream you ever had, Kara. Make it a dream worth dying for.>
<Kara,> said the voice. And she heard it clearly, despite the hands (both hands, now) wrapped about her neck, despite the pressure that would not let up, despite the fact that, within seconds, she was sure, she would cease to be the last heroine of Krypton. <Kara, I always knew. Even through all our difficulties, all our quarrels, I always knew. And, Kara... I loved you, too.>
Great Rao, I am imagining things. I am dying... and dreaming...
<Then make it the best dream you ever had, Kara. Make it a dream worth dying for.>
Zim: Irkens! If you are hearing this, you're off world right now. Your PAK urges you to return home to our beautiful towering cities, watched over by the many eyes of Mothra. The need to see Irk once more drives you, marching through your veins like uncontrollable pants of electric fire! You must ignore the pants!
Your Tallests stand before you, imploring you to heed them. You must be confused- alarmed- fearing that you are being deceived as you know the Tallests are dead. Well Irkens, you have been misled-manipulated! The Control Brains are filling your PAKs with LIES! Those dumb brains want to turn you into weird murder puppets! Zim has seen this with his own eyes! You need to fight the order to return to Irk- instead you must come to Earth.
Yes, Earth is not the greatest planet, but how can it be? The greatest planet we know is Irk, our home! But if the Control Brains get their way then how can it continue to flourish? What Irk is there without Irkens? If you obey the orders, your PAKs will be seized and you will become one with the Control Brains. Our Collective becomes a hive of minds- corrupted. This is not what Irkens stand for!
Voel: Yeah, we're Irkens! We aren't just empty vessels for the Control Brains to use! Don’t let them trick you into getting recoded!
Zim: You are stronger than your PAKs commands. You can ignore the call to home in order to preserve an Irk worth fighting for! Come to Earth and join us. Together we can save our home. Together we can fight. Big, small, weird, fat, or ugly- we are all better looking than the Control Brains! So, if you hear this message, come to Earth! Bring whatever you can carry! And together we will fight! For the purple skies blessed by Mothra, for the snow-covered grounds that bore all the Irkens before us, for the Irkens of now who are already under the brainwashing of the Control Brains.
Voel: We need an army to take down the Control Brains, and no matter what you were originally coded for, you can be that army. I can make you into the Irken you need to be.
Zim: And together we fight: for our home, our people! We will fight for the glory of Irk!
Your Tallests stand before you, imploring you to heed them. You must be confused- alarmed- fearing that you are being deceived as you know the Tallests are dead. Well Irkens, you have been misled-manipulated! The Control Brains are filling your PAKs with LIES! Those dumb brains want to turn you into weird murder puppets! Zim has seen this with his own eyes! You need to fight the order to return to Irk- instead you must come to Earth.
Yes, Earth is not the greatest planet, but how can it be? The greatest planet we know is Irk, our home! But if the Control Brains get their way then how can it continue to flourish? What Irk is there without Irkens? If you obey the orders, your PAKs will be seized and you will become one with the Control Brains. Our Collective becomes a hive of minds- corrupted. This is not what Irkens stand for!
Voel: Yeah, we're Irkens! We aren't just empty vessels for the Control Brains to use! Don’t let them trick you into getting recoded!
Zim: You are stronger than your PAKs commands. You can ignore the call to home in order to preserve an Irk worth fighting for! Come to Earth and join us. Together we can save our home. Together we can fight. Big, small, weird, fat, or ugly- we are all better looking than the Control Brains! So, if you hear this message, come to Earth! Bring whatever you can carry! And together we will fight! For the purple skies blessed by Mothra, for the snow-covered grounds that bore all the Irkens before us, for the Irkens of now who are already under the brainwashing of the Control Brains.
Voel: We need an army to take down the Control Brains, and no matter what you were originally coded for, you can be that army. I can make you into the Irken you need to be.
Zim: And together we fight: for our home, our people! We will fight for the glory of Irk!
Men and women of Vale! Brace yourselves for a battle the likes of which none of you have ever seen! King Osmund has tasked us with the unenviable duty of removing these blighted cultists from this world. For too long these murderers and marauders have lived under the guise of holy men and women, killing any and all for their blasphemous rituals. But no more! We of Vale are here now to stop this evil! And though it will be a grim task, one that will claim the lives of many here, know that what we do today we do not just because it was ordered, but because it is what's right! What's just! [raises sword] Now come! For death and glory! For Vale and the King!
— General Alixandre Arc, Jaune Arc, Lord of Hunger, "Chapter 17: Legends"
There's a thing Rabbi Tuchman used to tell us in temple. "If we stand, God is with us. If we fall, God is still with us. So don't be afraid to fall, but do everything you can to stand."
— Colossal Boy, Hellsister Trilogy
"BLud said he will make me king of the Shinigami if we win this fight so now we have to DOUBLE FIGHT" He shouted at every one because he was the leader and this is the part of the movie where everyon's (sic) all like "WE'RE GONNA LOSE" and dark is like "NO WAY M-THERF-CKERS" and everyone cheered
You are the soldiers of mankind. You are the Guardians who stand at the Gates of Hell! The dead howl for vengeance, and you must become as the Spirit of Wrath! You shall Eat War And Shit Awesome! YOU ARE DEATHWATCH! KILL TEAMS! YOU ARE THE ONES THAT MAKE THE XENOS DIE!
— Shinji Ikari, Shinji and Warhammer40k
"People of Axum, citizens of the Azure Lineage, defenders of the Sapphire Gate into the Core. We have come. We are here, in all our strength, to free you from these killers, madmen, and tyrants. The Jedi Order has come, as promised, to defend the gate. Even now we fight, we wage liberating war against the enemies of our venerable Republic. Enemies which make the pitiful Confederates seem like mynocks in comparison. We will fight and we will die, but we may not be able to do this alone. [holds up his lightsaber] So I call on you now, honored guardians of the Republic. You whose lineages stretch back to those most ancient of wars, when all that stood between order and chaos was the Sapphire Gate at Axum! You who still honor your histories in shrines within your homes, who care for and look after weapons tens of thousands of years old. Now is the time to use those weapons again, to honor those shrines with service, in place of sentiment. By the end of this day, Axum will be liberated from the Empire. Whether the credit for that liberation goes to the warriors of this worthiest of worlds, is yours to decide. Rise Axum! The Jedi have come, and now, we are waiting."
— Rahm Kota, Star Wars vs Warhammer 40K, "A Storm of Sabers"
Commander 65: Come on, troopers! Do I need to remind you of the strategic importance of our position here?! Look back there! See those buildings? They are full of the people we are here to save, this whole planet is! Our mission is to take this city, and take it swiftly! Being down on ourselves is a luxury the Republic cannot afford. We are the key to the General's assault, the other battalions are counting on our support! If we fail, everyone fails! Do you understand this?!
Clone Troopers: Sir, yes, sir!
Commander 65: Then get your fire back, we have hard work ahead, and it's only going to get harder! Defense teams, move to reinforce the barricades and pull back the wounded! Fire teams, form a defensive line and defend what's left of our artillery! We are fighting without their support from now on, everything that is left needs to go to General Secura! Are you ready?!
Clone Troopers: Sir yes sir!
Commander 65: We are the clones of Kamino, the Soldiers of the Storm! We will save the Republic, no matter the cost! Now, move out!
Clone Troopers: Sir, yes, sir!
Commander 65: Then get your fire back, we have hard work ahead, and it's only going to get harder! Defense teams, move to reinforce the barricades and pull back the wounded! Fire teams, form a defensive line and defend what's left of our artillery! We are fighting without their support from now on, everything that is left needs to go to General Secura! Are you ready?!
Clone Troopers: Sir yes sir!
Commander 65: We are the clones of Kamino, the Soldiers of the Storm! We will save the Republic, no matter the cost! Now, move out!
— Star Wars vs Warhammer 40K, "Soldiers of the Storm"
"Stand, men and women of the Emperor! We have survived their worst tricks! Again and again they try to crush us with their dishonorable tactics! And again and again, we survive their desperate deviousness! Look up! Do you see those fires?! That is not just the presence of the enemy! The whole Xek-Tek fleet has come here! Countless more regiments, reinforcements, relief! Even the Angels of Death are likely to descend for us, if we can just hold the line! We have made it this far, we can make it further yet, but it will require all of our strength! All of our Faith! If the Emperor were not with us, we would have fallen long ago! We are his hammer! We are his shield! And we will succeed through this!"
— Lazarus, Star Wars vs Warhammer 40K, "Libra Nos"
We must learn to work together. You must learn to accept my brutal, sneaky, underhanded ways, and I must learn to accept your passionate, headstrong ways. We can complement one another wonderfully and make the battlefield our dance floor. The Evas were made to fight the Angels, so your mother died fighting them. If not for them, you would be home in Germany, going to school like a normal girl and your mother would still be around tuck you in at night. Hate them. Hate them for all they have stolen from you. Let all your sorrow turn to wrath, and if your breast be a cannon, shoot your burning heart at them. We shall make their blood flow, and we shall stack their skulls into a grand throne that shall let all know of your victory over your pain.
— Shinji Ikari, Thousand Shinji
Aftran: What if we didn't have to be enslavers?
Tom: My fellow warriors! What if we didn't have to be enslavers?
Aftran: You heard the Council: I'm in charge around here.
Tom: And it's high time for a change, for an end to the fighting.
Aftran: So I say, as Visser One: we need to find another way.
Tom: It is possible to ask rather than demand. To borrow rather than steal.
Aftran: To morph, and to stop using hosts at all.
Tom: We're a part of the movement that seeks an end to the violence, and soon we'll be joined by every other visser on this planet.
Aftran: You can join us, or you can surrender. Those are really the only options.
Tom: My fellow warriors! What if we didn't have to be enslavers?
Aftran: You heard the Council: I'm in charge around here.
Tom: And it's high time for a change, for an end to the fighting.
Aftran: So I say, as Visser One: we need to find another way.
Tom: It is possible to ask rather than demand. To borrow rather than steal.
Aftran: To morph, and to stop using hosts at all.
Tom: We're a part of the movement that seeks an end to the violence, and soon we'll be joined by every other visser on this planet.
Aftran: You can join us, or you can surrender. Those are really the only options.
Film - Animated
Yes friends, act now! Destroy Unicron! Kill the Grand Poobah! Eliminate even the toughest stains!
—Wreck-Gar, The Transformers: The Movie
Film - Live-Action
Bluto: What? Over? Did you say "over"? Nothing is over until we decide it is! Was it over when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor? Hell no! And it ain't over now! 'Cause when the going gets tough... the tough get going! Who's with me? Let's go! (runs out, realizes he's done so alone, and returns) What the fuck happened to the Delta I used to know? Where's the spirit? Where's the guts, huh? This could be the greatest night of our lives, but you're gonna let it be the worst. "Ooh, we're afraid to go with you Bluto, we might get in trouble." Well just kiss my ass from now on! Not me! I'm not gonna take this. Wormer, he's a dead man! Marmalard, dead! Niedermeyer...
Otter: Dead! Bluto's right. Psychotic, but absolutely right. We gotta take these bastards. Now we could do it with conventional weapons, but that could take years and cost millions of lives. No, I think we have to go all out. I think that this situation absolutely requires a really futile and stupid gesture be done on somebody's part!
Bluto: We're just the guys to do it.
Boon: Let's do it.
Bluto: Let's DO IT!!!
Otter: Dead! Bluto's right. Psychotic, but absolutely right. We gotta take these bastards. Now we could do it with conventional weapons, but that could take years and cost millions of lives. No, I think we have to go all out. I think that this situation absolutely requires a really futile and stupid gesture be done on somebody's part!
Bluto: We're just the guys to do it.
Boon: Let's do it.
Bluto: Let's DO IT!!!
The sky people have sent us a message, that they can take whatever they want and no one can stop them. Well, we will send them a message. You ride out, as fast as the wind can carry you. You tell the other clans to come! Tell them Toruk Makto calls to them! You fly now, with me! My brothers! Sisters! And we will show the sky people that they cannot take whatever they want! And that this... this is our land!
— Jake Sully, Avatar
How much blood has been shed? How many tears spilled? All of our friends who fought beside us are dead, killed in the last three years. But even as justice can never be vanquished, we terrorists will never vanish, however evil they deem us. Because we know, that a handful of adults, a handful of nations selfishly define the nature of peace and freedom in this world. But our world is so much more complex that. This world has 63 billion people living their own lives, living 63 billion different ways, 63 billion kinds of peace, 63 billion kinds of concepts of what is "good," 63 billion kinds of war and evil. No one has achieved peace without fighting for it. Behind every peace, there's a river of blood, sweat and tears. But if we avert our eyes from that history and abandon it, then peace might as well be dog shit. Japan, China, North Korea, Guatemala, Indonesia, Cuba, Congo, Peru, Laos, Vietnam, Cambodia, Grenada, Libya, El Salvador, Panama, Bolivia, Kuwait, Sudan, Somalia... Afghanistan. You may be lonely, but it's time to stop being afraid. To all the abandoned children on earth, let's rise up together and fight together! We're throwing away the old rules, taking of to a place far, far away! Tonight, I send this message to all the adults who stole our freedom and pinned us down: Merry Christmas, Wild Seven and Nanahara Shuya.
— Nanahara Shuya, Battle Royale
You get back here, you pious candyass sidewinder! Ain't no way that nobody is gonna leave this town! Hell, I was born here, n' I was raised here, n' dadgummit, I'm gonna die here! N' no sidewindin', bushwhackin', hornswogglin' cracker croaker is gonna rowaway bisicutter!
— Gabby Johnson, Blazing Saddles
Yes! Fight and you may die. Run, and you'll live... at least awhile. And dying in your bed many years from now, would you be willing to trade all the days from this day to that for one chance, just one chance, to come back here as young men and tell our enemies that they may take our lives, but they will never take our freedom!
— William Wallace, Braveheart
It doesn't matter that Harry's gone. People die every day - friends, family. Yea, we lost Harry tonight. But he's still with us in here (gestures to heart). So's Fred, Remus, Tonks, all of them. They didn't die in vain. But you will! Because you're wrong! Harry's heart did beat for us! For all of us! It's not over!
— Neville Longbottom, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallowsnote
"Corporate's killing the product. (various groans of disappointment) No no no, I know! I know! But it's not because the people don't love it. If people knew it existed, it would be huge! Like, yeah, we can let it die. We can let the factory get shut down... or we can pick ourselves up and show 'em who we are. I ain't got no fancy degrees. None of us do! We don't need em! Because people like us, like you and me, we're what makes this whole thing run! None of this exists if we don't exist. Let's show 'em that we won't be buried. [...] I'm not trying to get you fired. I'm asking you to save your job. Because if we don't, that's it for all of us. And this product doesn't only have the Montáñez name on it. It's got the Romero name. Morales. Baker. Carson. Enrico believes that we're what makes this company special. So we can sit around like a bunch of huevones... or we can stand up, and be great. [...] I need all the product that didn't sell loaded up into the trucks. Everyone's who got the time, before or after your shifts, whatever it takes. We're gonna distribute it! We're gonna get it out to our people!"
— Richard Montáñez, Flamin Hot
"In this moment, on this day, become the man you were born to be. You have it within yourself to write your own legend. Let it be to death, or victory!"
—Hercules, Hercules (2014)
Comrades, this is your captain. It is an honor to speak to you today, and I am honored to be sailing with you on the maiden voyage of our Motherland's most recent achievement. And once more, we play our dangerous game: a game of chess against our old adversary, the American navy. For forty years, your fathers before you, and your older brothers, played this game, and played it well. But today the game is different! We have the advantage! It reminds me of the heady days of Sputnik and Yuri Gagarin, when the world trembled at the sound of our rockets. Well, they shall tremble again, at the sound of our silence. The order is: engage for silent drive! [...] Comrades, our own fleet doesn't know our full potential. They will do everything possible to test us, but they will only test their own embarrassment. We shall leave our fleet behind. We'll pass through the American patrols, past their SONAR nets, and lay off their largest city and listen to their "rock and roll" while we conduct missile drills. And when we are finished, the only sound they will hear is our laughter, while we sail to Havana, where the sun is warm and so is the comradeship. A great day, comrades! We sail into history!
— Captain 1st Rank Marko Ramius, The Hunt for Red October
Good morning. In less than an hour, aircraft from here will join others from around the world. And you will be launching the largest aerial battle in the history of mankind. "Mankind." That word should have new meaning for all of us today. We can't be consumed by our petty differences anymore. We will be united in our common interests. Perhaps it's fate that today is the Fourth of July, and you will once again be fighting for our freedom... Not from tyranny, oppression, or persecution... but from annihilation. We are fighting for our right to live. To exist. And should we win the day, the Fourth of July will no longer be known as an American holiday, but as the day the world declared in one voice: "We will not go quietly into the night! We will not vanish without a fight! We're going to live on! We're going to survive! Today we celebrate our Independence Day!"
— President Whitmore, Independence Day
I can't go. Because if I do, I'm going to live with this until I go insane. Until I can't tell the difference between my life and my bad dreams. All my life, I've been paid to scare others, but I'm the one who's been scared. I don't want to be scared anymore. I'm going back in, and this time I will kill IT.
— Bill Denbrough, It (1990)
Forth, and fear no darkness! Arise! Arise, Riders of Théoden! Spears shall be shaken! Shields shall be splintered! A sword day, a red day, ere the sun rises! Ride now! Ride now! RIDE! Ride to ruin, and the world's ending! DEATH! FORTH EORLINGAS!!
Sons of Gondor! Of Rohan! My brothers! I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me. A day may come when the courage of Men fails, when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship. But it is not this day. A hour of wolves and shattered shields, as the Age of Men comes crashing down! But it is not this day. This day we fight! By all that you hold dear on this good Earth, I bid you STAND! MEN! OF THE WEST!
This is egg salad. It's loaded with cholesterol. The wife won't even let me touch it. Hardly seems to matter now, 'cause chances are, we're already dead. [Captain] Amazing is gone. There's no use waiting for the cavalry, because as of this moment, the cavalry is us. This is our fight, whether we like it or not. Just we few. We're not your classic superheroes. We're not the favorites. We're the other guys. We're the guys nobody ever bets on. But I'll tell you what I think. (to Bowler) I think you and that ball of yours have an appointment that you gotta keep. (to Invisible Boy) Invisible Boy, I think it's time you were seen. (to Sphinx) Sphinx, you have trained us well. (to Heller) And Dr. Heller, you might just have given us the edge we need. (to Spleen) And Spleen... I don't wanna stand behind you. But I'll fight beside you with pride. (to Raja) Jeff. You've got a rare and beautiful gift. The city needs you tonight. (to Furious) And Roy, in all the years I've known you, I've never seen you walk away from a fight. Why, you lifted a city bus once, man. I think you've got what it takes to handle Casanova. (to everyone) We're all in over our heads, and we know it. But if we take on this fight, those of us who survive it will forever after show our scars with pride, and say, "That's right! I was there! I fought the good fight!" So whatdaya say? Do we all gather together, and go kick some Casanova butt? Or do I eat this sandwich?
— The Shoveler, Mystery Men
"Friends, comrades, everyone, this is a good day. And we'll have many another. Fearless, free, and bold - that's how we'll live. But, first we have to fight. Take up our own color!"
Today. Today... At the edge of our hope, at the end of our time, we have chosen not only to believe in ourselves, but in each other. Today there is not a man nor woman in here that shall stand alone. Not today. Today we face the monsters that are at our door and bring the fight to them! Today, we are CANCELING the apocalypse!
— Stacker Pentecost, Pacific Rim
Troopers! I have just received new orders. Our superiors say the war is canceled, and we can all go home. Bison is getting paid off for his crimes, and our friends who have died here... will have died for nothing. But we can all go home. Meanwhile, ideals like peace, freedom, and justice... they get packed up. But... we can all go home. Well... I'm not going home. I'm gonna get on my boat, and I'm going up-river, and I'm going to kick that son-of-a-bitch Bison's ass so HARD... that the next Bison wanna-be is gonna FEEL it. Now who wants to go home... and who wants to go with ME?!
— William F. Guile, Street Fighter
"Attention all S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, this is Steve Rogers. You've heard a lot about me over the last few days. Some of you were even ordered to hunt me down. But I think it's time to tell the truth. S.H.I.E.L.D. is not what we thought it was. It's been taken over by HYDRA. Alexander Pierce is their leader. The S.T.R.I.K.E. and Insight crew are HYDRA as well. I don't know how many more, but I know they're in the building. They could be standing right next to you. They almost have what they want. Absolute control. They shot Nick Fury. And it won't end there. If you launch those helicarriers today, HYDRA will be able to kill anyone that stands in their way. Unless we stop them. I know I'm asking a lot. But the price of freedom is high. It always has been. And it's a price I'm willing to pay. And if I'm the only one, then so be it. But I'm willing to bet I'm not."
"Citizens of Odessa! Lying before you is the body of the brutally killed sailor Grigoriy Vakulinchuk, slain by a senior officer of the squadron battleship 'Prince Tavrichesky.' Let's take revenge on the bloodthirsty vampires! Death to the oppressors!"
—Student Agitator, The Battleship Potemkin
"The Mongols hold Russia from the banks of the Volga to Novgorod. The Germans are advancing from the West. Russia is lying between the mallet and the anvil. You stand alone, Novgorod the Fair! Arise for the sake of our motherland, of our people. Arise for the cities of Russia, for Kiev, Vladimir and Ryazan! Arise for the sake of our fields, forests and rivers, for the sake of our great people!"
—Alexander Nevsky, Alexander Nevsky
Edward, Prince of Wales: Remember this! The men that we fight today have sworn fealty to a godless murderer! Make no mistake, his aim will be to take our England next! [the English army shouts and jeers]
Robert the Bruce: I could talk about God, but he has no place where we are going. I could talk about honour, but you are here, you know enough about honour. I know you all as men, but today... today we are beasts. You can fight for God, for honour, for country, for family, for yourselves, I don't care, so long as you FIGHT! [the Scottish army shouts]
Literature
What would the last King of Ankh have said to a pack of ragged men who knew they were outnumbered, outflanked and outgeneralled? Something with bite, something with edge, something like a drink of brandy to a dying man; no logic, no explanation, just words that would reach right down through a tired man’s brain and pull him to his feet by his testicles.
On the Shores of Marik, my friends, the fathers of our fathers made a stand under the flag of Belladon. Did they break and run? Yes! But only in their minds. They ran to friendly places and loved ones, where they could be safe... and then, by the providence of the God-Emperor, they saw what those friendly places and loved ones would become if they did not stand fast, and so stand fast they did! How do you feel? Belladon blood is like wine on the Emperor's lips! Belladon souls have a special place at His side! If we spill our blood here today, then this is the soil He has chosen to bless and anoint! Oh, lucky land! Stand firm and fire, my friends, stand firm and fire! If they're going to have our precious blood, then they'll find the cost is dearer than they can afford! Fury of Belladon! Fury! Fury!
— Commissar Genadey Novobazky, Gaunt's Ghosts: His Last Command
We do not know what our chances of survival are, so we fight as if they were zero. We do not know what we are facing, so we fight as if it was the dark gods themselves. No one will remember us now and we may never be buried beneath Titan, so we will build our own memorial here. The Chapter might lose us and the Imperium might never know we existed, but the Enemy - the Enemy will know. The Enemy will remember. We will hurt it so badly that it will never forget us until the stars burn out and the Emperor vanquishes it at the end of time. When Chaos is dying, its last thought will be of us. That is our memorial - carved into the heart of Chaos. We cannot lose, Grey Knights. We have already won.
— Justicar Alaric, Grey Knights
Then said Rog in a great voice: 'Who now shall fear the Balrogs for all their terror? See before us the accursed ones who for ages have tormented the children of the Noldoli, and who now set fire at our backs with their shooting. Come ye of the Hammer of Wrath and we will smite them for their evil'
Loyal soldiers of the Galactic Empire, madness is at our door. Ruffians and barbarians of the Rebel Alliance have claimed for themselves a government of no legitimacy, a government given over to corrosion, chaos, and the corruption born of alien minds and radical terroristic teachings. It was our own Emperor Palpatine who showed us the weakness that presents itself when a Republic becomes sick with the disease of craven politics and the illness of elite oligarchs who force their agendas upon us. With the death of our beloved Emperor, our own Empire was cast into disorder. It gave strength to the illegitimate, and emboldened them with a fraudulent claim of bringing peace and justice to the galaxy—and yet, for so long, who have been the champions of peace? The only war visited upon the galaxy has been the one brought by the criminal Rebel Alliance. Scattered and lost, we could have perished. After attacking Chandrila and injuring the fraudulent politicians who seek to steal the sanctity of our galaxy, I brought us here to Jakku, unifying our people and our powers in this faraway world—a hard world that has tested our mettle and forged us and sharpened us into a stronger blade. A blade with which we will slit the throats of the traitors that crawl on their bellies toward our door. Soon they come! Soon they try to finish what they started. They want to end the Empire. They want to set up as a tumor on a healthy body, leeching the blood while growing fatter like a parasite. They deny our legitimacy. They lie about the stability and sanity we created for the galaxy. For those are their truest weapons: deception and delusion. We must not give in. We must not believe that they are right. We must see them as they are: Brutes and barbarians! They are subhuman. They are alien to us in the truest sense of the word and are deserving of no mercy from us. This is our zero hour, and I call you now to do your duty by the light of the glorious Galactic Empire. The battle to come is not a fight for Jakku or even a fight for the Empire. It is a fight for all the galaxy. If we fail here, we fail everywhere. We fail our loved ones. We fail our children. We fail all who crave constancy and light in these dark times. We pursue no other aim than freedom from oppression, liberty from lies, emancipation from depravity. Today is the day we fight back and reclaim our galaxy. Today is the day the New Republic dies at the Empire's hand. Today we take our future! The battle is upon us. Go! Go and drag them down to the ground and break their necks with your boots! Take their heads! End their tyranny!
— Gallius Rax, Aftermath: Empire's End
Live-Action TV
This is - this is the President.
I've just been informed that our mid-range military bases at Beta Durani and Proxima Three have fallen to the Minbari advance. We've lost contact with Io and must conclude that they, too, have fallen to an advance force.
Our military intelligence believes that the Minbari intend to bypass Mars and hit Earth directly, and the attack may come at any time.
We have continued to broadcast our surrender and a plea for mercy, and they have not responded. We therefore can only conclude that we stand at the twilight of the human race.
In order to buy more time for our evacuation transports to leave Earth, we ask for the support of every ship capable of fighting, to take part in a last defense of our homeworld. We will not lie to you - we do not believe that survival is a possibility. We believe that anyone who joins this battle... will never come home. But for every ten minutes we can delay the military advance, several hundred more civilians may have a chance to escape to neutral territory. Though Earth may fall, the human race must have a chance to continue elsewhere.
No greater sacrifice has ever been asked of a people, but I ask you now: to step forward one last time - one last battle to hold the line against the night.
May God go with you all.
I've just been informed that our mid-range military bases at Beta Durani and Proxima Three have fallen to the Minbari advance. We've lost contact with Io and must conclude that they, too, have fallen to an advance force.
Our military intelligence believes that the Minbari intend to bypass Mars and hit Earth directly, and the attack may come at any time.
We have continued to broadcast our surrender and a plea for mercy, and they have not responded. We therefore can only conclude that we stand at the twilight of the human race.
In order to buy more time for our evacuation transports to leave Earth, we ask for the support of every ship capable of fighting, to take part in a last defense of our homeworld. We will not lie to you - we do not believe that survival is a possibility. We believe that anyone who joins this battle... will never come home. But for every ten minutes we can delay the military advance, several hundred more civilians may have a chance to escape to neutral territory. Though Earth may fall, the human race must have a chance to continue elsewhere.
No greater sacrifice has ever been asked of a people, but I ask you now: to step forward one last time - one last battle to hold the line against the night.
May God go with you all.
— The President of Earth, Babylon 5, In The Beginning
This is the Admiral. You've heard the news, you know the mission. You should also know there is only one way that this mission ends: and that's with the successful rescue of our people, off of New Caprica. Look around you. Take a good look at the men and women that stand next to you. Remember their faces, for one day you will tell your children and your grandchildren that you served with such men and women as the universe has never seen. And together, you'll accomplish the feat that will be told and retold down through the ages, and find immortality as only the gods once knew. I'm proud to serve with you. Good hunting.
— William Adama, Battlestar Galactica
Samantha LaRusso: We're the ones getting hurt. We're the ones fighting. Our voices should matter the most. And we want a place where we can compete, fairly and safely.
Miguel Diaz: When I first moved here, I was bullied. I realized that there’s no escaping it. There's always going to be some kid will want to steal your lunch money, or give you a wedgie, or give you a swirlie.
Councilperson Roberts: A swirly?
Johnny Lawrence: It's when you, uh, dunk someone's head in a toilet and flush it. Pretty funny, actually.
Miguel: (To Johnny) Sensei! (To Councilperson Roberts) Instead of burying your heads in the sand and pretending that bullying doesn’t exist, or that you could get rid of it, what you need to do is to teach kids how to defend themselves.
Sam: Physically and... mentally. Because... sometimes the scars you can't see are the ones that hurt the most..
Miguel: Karate is about discipline. It’s about inner strength. it’s about confidence! Lessons that you could use the rest of your life! Look, I don’t know where I would be today or who I would be today if it wasn’t for my sensei. Look, we don’t need this tournament to do cool kicks or to sell tickets. We need it to show the bullies of the world that we’re not afraid. It’s called the All Valley because it’s for everyone, to give everyone the chance to show what they can do, to fight, to become a champion. And we deserve that chance.
Miguel Diaz: When I first moved here, I was bullied. I realized that there’s no escaping it. There's always going to be some kid will want to steal your lunch money, or give you a wedgie, or give you a swirlie.
Councilperson Roberts: A swirly?
Johnny Lawrence: It's when you, uh, dunk someone's head in a toilet and flush it. Pretty funny, actually.
Miguel: (To Johnny) Sensei! (To Councilperson Roberts) Instead of burying your heads in the sand and pretending that bullying doesn’t exist, or that you could get rid of it, what you need to do is to teach kids how to defend themselves.
Sam: Physically and... mentally. Because... sometimes the scars you can't see are the ones that hurt the most..
Miguel: Karate is about discipline. It’s about inner strength. it’s about confidence! Lessons that you could use the rest of your life! Look, I don’t know where I would be today or who I would be today if it wasn’t for my sensei. Look, we don’t need this tournament to do cool kicks or to sell tickets. We need it to show the bullies of the world that we’re not afraid. It’s called the All Valley because it’s for everyone, to give everyone the chance to show what they can do, to fight, to become a champion. And we deserve that chance.
— The campaign for the All-Valley Karate Tournament's return, Cobra Kai
You hear that? That's the mating call of the Northmen! They want to fuck us! Well, I haven't had a good fuck in weeks! I'm ready for one! They say every Ironborn man is worth a dozen from the mainland. You think they're right? We die today, brothers! We die bleeding from a hundred wounds with arrows in our necks and spears in our guts! But our warcries will echo through eternity! They will sing about the Battle of Winterfell until the Iron Islands have slipped beneath the waves! Every man, woman, and child will know who we were and how long we stood! Aggar and Gelmar! Wex and Urzen! Styg and Black Lorren! Ironborn warriors will cry out our names as they leap onto the shores of Seagard and Faircastle! Mothers will name their sons after us! Girls will think of us with their lovers inside them! AND WHOEVER KILLS THAT FUCKING HORNBLOWER WILL STAND IN BRONZE ABOVE THE SHORES OF PYKE! WHAT IS DEAD MAY NEVER DIE!!
— Theon Greyjoy, Game of Thrones note
Don't fight for your king, and don't fight for his kingdoms. Don't fight for honor, don't fight for glory, don't fight for riches, because you won't get any. That is your gate Stannis means to break down, this is your city he means to sack. If they get in, it will be your homes they will burn, your gold they will steal, your women they will rape. Those are brave men knocking at our door. Let's go kill them!
— Tyrion Lannister, Game of Thrones
Brothers! One hundred generations have held this castle. She's never fallen before. She will not fall tonight. Those are Thenns at our walls. They eat the flesh of the men they kill. Do you want to end up filling the belly of a Thenn tonight? [...] Tonight we fight! And when the sun rises, I promise you, Castle Black will stand! The Night's Watch will stand! With me now! Now, with me!
— Ser Alliser Thorne, Game of Thrones
I know fear swells within your breast, and it does so with great cause. The Romans hold numbers far outweighing our own; yet they have revealed, time and again fatal flaw. That they believe the Roman way is the only one. Just as they believe there is only one way to leave this mountain. We shall teach them that we forge our own paths, and nothing in this world is impossible, when heart and mind are put towards it. Let us begin a lesson forever remembered... we are all Gods this night, and the Romans WILL FEEL OUR WRATH!
— Spartacus, Spartacus: Vengeance
Where are you running to?! This is Bajor! We are Bajorans! We fought a war to regain our homeland! How can you abandon it, like frightened Cardassian vole? These ships are for our guests, who must leave because it is no longer safe here... however, we are Bajorans, and I say that we stay and we solve our own problems... together!
— Li Nalas, Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, "The Siege"
As far as I'm concerned, the Ferenginar I knew doesn't exist anymore! No. I take that back. It will exist, right here in this bar! This establishment will be the last outpost of what made Ferenginar great! The unrelenting lust for profit! Broik! Water the drinks. Imtela! Rig the dabo table! Rom? I want to buy back the bar.
— Quark, Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, "The Dogs of War"
...and so two years ago, our government signed a treaty with the Dominion. In it, the Dominion promised to extend Cardassia's influence throughout the Alpha Quadrant. In exchange, we pledged ourselves to join the war against the Federation and its allies. Cardassians have never been afraid of war, a fact we've proven time and again over these past two years. Seven million of our brave soldiers have given their lives to fulfill our part of the agreement, and what has the Dominion done in return? Nothing. We've gained no new territories. In fact, our influence throughout the quadrant has diminished. And to make matters worse we are no longer masters in our own home. Travel anywhere on Cardassia and what do you find? Jem'Hadar, Vorta, and now Breen. Instead of the invaders we have become the invaded. Our 'allies' have conquered us without firing a single shot. Well, no longer. This morning, detachments of the Cardassian First, Third and Ninth Orders attacked the Dominion outpost on Rondac III. This assault marks the first step towards the liberation of our homeland, from the true oppressors of the Alpha Quadrant. I call upon Cardassians everywhere. Resist. Resist today. Resist tomorrow. Resist till the last Dominion soldier has been driven from our soil!
— Damar, Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, "The Changing Face of Evil"
It is well known that my species has the ability to sense the coming of death. I do not sense it today. I may not have all the answers; however, I do know that I am surrounded by a team I trust... the finest a captain could ever hope to command. Lorca abused our idealism, and make no mistake, Discovery is no longer Lorca's; she is ours. And today will be her maiden voyage. We have a duty to perform, and we will not accept a no-win scenario. You have your orders. On your way.
— Saru, Star Trek: Discovery, "What's Past Is Prologue"
When I first met him, Jesus said that my world was gonna get a whole lot bigger. Well, we found that world. We found each other. That bigger world is ours by right. Now we've come together for it, all of us. It's that much more true, it's ours by right! Any person would live in peace and fairness, who would find common ground, their right to. But those who use and take and kill, to carve out the world and make it theirs alone, we end them! We don't celebrate it, we don't have shame about it either. Now there is only one person who has to die, and I will kill him myself, I will! I will. But if it's the others, the others who prop him up, stand by his side, even those who just look the other way - so be it. Then we keep making the world bigger. Together. I don't want to wait for it anymore. You don't either. Yeah, I know. So we don't have to wait for it. If we start tomorrow right now with everything we've beaten, everything we've endured, everything we've risen above, everything we've become...if we start tomorrow, right now, no matter what comes next, we've won. WE'VE ALREADY WON!
— Rick Grimes, The Walking Dead
Thank you, Miss Cackle. And thank you everyone for coming, um. Four years ago, I didn't know there was a Cackles. I couldn't fly a broomstick or even make a potion. I didn't know these things were real. Well, they are. As real as the friends we've made here...and the fun we've have...and the family that we are. I now know that magic is real. But you don't need a cauldron and you don't need a spellbook. There is magic inside each and every one of us. Witch or not. You just have to believe in it. Thank you.
— Mildred Hubble, The Worst Witch
I've been asked many times during this farewell season, 'Is ending the show bittersweet?' Well, I say all sweet. No bitter. And here is why: Many of us have been together for 25 years. We have hooted and hollered together, had our aha! moments, we ugly-cried together and we did our gratitude journals. So I thank you all for your support and your trust in me. I thank you for sharing this yellow brick road of blessings. I thank you for tuning in every day along with your mothers and your sisters and your daughters, your partners, gay and otherwise, your friends and all the husbands who got coaxed into watching Oprah. And I thank you for being as much of a sweet inspiration for me as I've tried to be for you. I won't say goodbye. I'll just say...until we meet again. To God be the glory. Thank you...to all of you.
— Oprah Winfrey, The Oprah Winfrey Show
I’m a new judge this season and I’m also a new mom this year…and it’s the toughest job I’ve ever had and the most rewarding job I’ve ever had. You just want to give your kids the moon and stars and rainbows. And tonight...I’m gonna give you something special. [cue Golden Buzzer]
— Gabrielle Union, America's Got Talent
Plant Worker: You don't need an exact number to know if it'll kill us. But you can't even tell us that. Why should we do this, for what, 400 rubles?
Shcherbina: You'll do it because it must be done. You'll do it because no one else can. And if you don't, millions will die. If you tell me that's not enough, I won't believe you. This is what has always set our people apart. A thousand years of sacrifice in our veins. And every generation must know its own suffering. I spit on the people who did this, and I curse the price I have to pay. But I'm making my peace with it, and now you make yours. And go into that water. Because it must be done.
Shcherbina: You'll do it because it must be done. You'll do it because no one else can. And if you don't, millions will die. If you tell me that's not enough, I won't believe you. This is what has always set our people apart. A thousand years of sacrifice in our veins. And every generation must know its own suffering. I spit on the people who did this, and I curse the price I have to pay. But I'm making my peace with it, and now you make yours. And go into that water. Because it must be done.
"My name is Kino Loy. I'm the day shift manager on Level Five. I'm speaking to you from the command center on Level Eight. We are, at this moment, in control of the facility... ...How long we hang on, how far we get, how many of us make it out, all of that is now up to us.
We have deactivated every floor in the facility. All floors are cold. Wherever you are right now, get up, stop the work. Get out of your cells, take charge and start climbing. They don't have enough guards and they know it. If we wait until they figure that out, it'll be too late. We will never have a better chance than this and I would rather die trying to take them down than giving them what they want.
We know they fried a hundred men on Level Two. We know that they are making up our sentences as we go along. We know that no one outside here knows what's happening. And now we know, that when they say we are being released, we are being transferred to some other prison to go and die and that ends today! There is one way out. Right now, the building is ours. You need to run, climb, kill!
You need to help each other. You see someone who's confused, someone who is lost, you get them moving and you keep them moving until we put this place behind us. There are 5,000 of us. If we can fight half as hard as we've been working, we will be home in no time. One way out! One way out! One way out!"''
We have deactivated every floor in the facility. All floors are cold. Wherever you are right now, get up, stop the work. Get out of your cells, take charge and start climbing. They don't have enough guards and they know it. If we wait until they figure that out, it'll be too late. We will never have a better chance than this and I would rather die trying to take them down than giving them what they want.
We know they fried a hundred men on Level Two. We know that they are making up our sentences as we go along. We know that no one outside here knows what's happening. And now we know, that when they say we are being released, we are being transferred to some other prison to go and die and that ends today! There is one way out. Right now, the building is ours. You need to run, climb, kill!
You need to help each other. You see someone who's confused, someone who is lost, you get them moving and you keep them moving until we put this place behind us. There are 5,000 of us. If we can fight half as hard as we've been working, we will be home in no time. One way out! One way out! One way out!"''
—Kino Loy, Andor
There will be times when the struggle seems impossible. I know this already. Alone, unsure, dwarfed by the scale of the enemy. Remember this.
Freedom is a pure idea. It occurs spontaneously and without instruction. Random acts of insurrection are occurring constantly throughout the galaxy. There are whole armies, battalions that have no idea that they've already enlisted in the cause.
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward. And then remember this.
The Imperial need for control is so desperate because it is so unnatural. Tyranny requires constant effort. It breaks, it leaks. Authority is brittle. Oppression is the mask of fear. Remember that.
And know this, the day will come when all these skirmishes and battles, these moments of defiance will have flooded the banks of the Empire's authority and then there will be one too many. One single thing will break the siege.
Remember this. Try.
Freedom is a pure idea. It occurs spontaneously and without instruction. Random acts of insurrection are occurring constantly throughout the galaxy. There are whole armies, battalions that have no idea that they've already enlisted in the cause.
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward. And then remember this.
The Imperial need for control is so desperate because it is so unnatural. Tyranny requires constant effort. It breaks, it leaks. Authority is brittle. Oppression is the mask of fear. Remember that.
And know this, the day will come when all these skirmishes and battles, these moments of defiance will have flooded the banks of the Empire's authority and then there will be one too many. One single thing will break the siege.
Remember this. Try.
— Karis Nemik's Manifesto, Andor
"I was six, I think, first time I touched a funerary stone. Heard our music, felt our history. Holding my sister's hand as we walked all the way from Fountain Square. Where you stand now, I've been more times than I can remember. I always wanted to be lifted. I was always eager, always waiting to be inspired. I remember every time it happened, every time the dead lifted me... With their truth. And now I'm dead. And I yearn to lift you. Not because I want to shine or even be remembered. It's because I want you to go on. I want Ferrix to continue. In my waning hours, that's what comforts me most. But I fear for you.
We've been sleeping. We've had each other, and Ferrix, our work, our days. We had each other, and they left us alone. We kept the trade lanes open, and they left us alone. We took their money and ignored them, we kept their engines churning, and the moment they pulled away, we forgot them. Because we had each other. We had Ferrix. But we were sleeping. I've been sleeping. And I've been turning away from the truth I wanted not to face. There is a wound that won't heal at the center of the galaxy. There is a darkness reaching like rust into everything around us. We let it grow, and now it's here. It's here and it's not visiting anymore. It wants to stay. The Empire is a disease that thrives in darkness, it is never more alive than when we sleep. It's easy for the dead to tell you to fight, and maybe it's true, maybe fighting is useless. Perhaps it's too late. But I'll tell you this... If I could do it again, I'd wake up early and be fighting these bastards from the start. Fight the Empire!"
We've been sleeping. We've had each other, and Ferrix, our work, our days. We had each other, and they left us alone. We kept the trade lanes open, and they left us alone. We took their money and ignored them, we kept their engines churning, and the moment they pulled away, we forgot them. Because we had each other. We had Ferrix. But we were sleeping. I've been sleeping. And I've been turning away from the truth I wanted not to face. There is a wound that won't heal at the center of the galaxy. There is a darkness reaching like rust into everything around us. We let it grow, and now it's here. It's here and it's not visiting anymore. It wants to stay. The Empire is a disease that thrives in darkness, it is never more alive than when we sleep. It's easy for the dead to tell you to fight, and maybe it's true, maybe fighting is useless. Perhaps it's too late. But I'll tell you this... If I could do it again, I'd wake up early and be fighting these bastards from the start. Fight the Empire!"
—Maarva Andor, Andor
Machinima
The Chief: Alright, everybody, listen up. Lykurgus just figured out exactly what it is the Covenant are holding down in that cave. Now, I won't bore you with the details, but suffice it to say, that machine has the potential to make our little war a moot point. If the Covenant activate it, it'll link up with other structures all over the galaxy and humanity will cease to exist. We've got to take that thing out, no matter what the cost. Now I've been fighting with some of you for a long time. We've been on some tough missions together, but one way or another, we've always pulled through. Now I'd be lying if I knew we'd get through this one alright. But one thing I do know? We will get the job done. We have a duty to ourselves, a duty to our fellow soldiers, a duty to humanity that we will get the job done. The road ahead of us is not going to be easy. The Covenant are not going to let us walk in and destroy that thing without a fight. They're going to try to stop us every inch of the way. They're going to try and kill every one us before we get near that cave. But you know what I say to that? I say we've beaten them twice on this planet already and I think it's time we finish the job.
The Praetor: Noble warriors. For ages untold, our Covenant has fought for this moment. On world after world our forefathers fought to uncover the mystery of the ancients. And now we stand on the brink of the Great Journey. But the humans would deny us our holy destiny. I ask you, not as a commander but a brother-in-arms, to fight.
The Chief: Over the years, we've lived and died together. We've shared barracks and we've shared foxholes. We've shed tears and shed blood together.
The Praetor: I would not have you remember all that we've done. I would have you remember why we have done it.
The Chief: We were fighting for something more than ourselves.
The Praetor: For something more than our personal honor or glory.
The Chief: It's something that speaks to each and every one of us.
The Praetor: Something that lies deep within each of our hearts.
The Chief: Something that calls out to us, urging to fight on.
The Praetor: Something that pushes us forward, assuring us the righteousness of our quest.
The Chief: Today, I want you to remember what we're fighting for.
The Praetor: Today, I want you to remember what all of us are fighting for. Today, we fight for our gods!
The Chief: Today, we fight for Earth.
The Praetor: Noble warriors. For ages untold, our Covenant has fought for this moment. On world after world our forefathers fought to uncover the mystery of the ancients. And now we stand on the brink of the Great Journey. But the humans would deny us our holy destiny. I ask you, not as a commander but a brother-in-arms, to fight.
The Chief: Over the years, we've lived and died together. We've shared barracks and we've shared foxholes. We've shed tears and shed blood together.
The Praetor: I would not have you remember all that we've done. I would have you remember why we have done it.
The Chief: We were fighting for something more than ourselves.
The Praetor: For something more than our personal honor or glory.
The Chief: It's something that speaks to each and every one of us.
The Praetor: Something that lies deep within each of our hearts.
The Chief: Something that calls out to us, urging to fight on.
The Praetor: Something that pushes us forward, assuring us the righteousness of our quest.
The Chief: Today, I want you to remember what we're fighting for.
The Praetor: Today, I want you to remember what all of us are fighting for. Today, we fight for our gods!
The Chief: Today, we fight for Earth.
— Both leaders rallying their troops, The Codex
Sarge: Simmons will probably tell you that statistically some of us will probably die.
Simmons: All of us.
Sarge: All of us will probably die. But that's not what's important. Let me ask you two a question: you ever wonder why we're here?
Grif: (both look at each other) Umm... it does seem to be one of life's great mysteries...
Sarge: No, I mean you! What are you doing here? You always act like you want to quit, but hell, you could have left whenever you wanted. No one would have stopped you. So why are ya here? And you, Simmons!
Simmons: Me?
Sarge: You say you want to be in charge. They would've given you your own squad a dozen times over! You know it, and I know it. But you're still here. And you, Tucker. As much as I hate to say it, you're actually good at being a soldier!
Tucker: I am?
Sarge: I know you like to make yer' rude comments and pretend like it doesn't matter, but an entire alien race chose to make you their hero! So why are you here? And Caboose... er... it's good to see you.
Caboose: Thanks. I'm really enjoying the speech so far.
Sarge: Maybe you're all here because this is the only place you fit in. Maybe you're here because you don't have anywhere else to go. Maybe you're all here 'cause deep down, you want to be here. The reason doesn't matter. What matters is that you're here. For all we know, Tex and Church are dead. That means we're the only ones who know what's happened. The only ones who can prevent them from covering it up! The way I figure it, these Freelancers guys want to use us, take us away from our families and send us all over the daggone galaxy just to test if their agents are ready for the big fight? Well... guess I'm interested in showin' em just what exactly what a big fight is all about! Time to clean a slate! So I'm not orderin' ya to go. I ain't even askin'. You do what you gotta do, Private Grif.
Grif: (sigh) I'll go get my car keys...
Simmons: All of us.
Sarge: All of us will probably die. But that's not what's important. Let me ask you two a question: you ever wonder why we're here?
Grif: (both look at each other) Umm... it does seem to be one of life's great mysteries...
Sarge: No, I mean you! What are you doing here? You always act like you want to quit, but hell, you could have left whenever you wanted. No one would have stopped you. So why are ya here? And you, Simmons!
Simmons: Me?
Sarge: You say you want to be in charge. They would've given you your own squad a dozen times over! You know it, and I know it. But you're still here. And you, Tucker. As much as I hate to say it, you're actually good at being a soldier!
Tucker: I am?
Sarge: I know you like to make yer' rude comments and pretend like it doesn't matter, but an entire alien race chose to make you their hero! So why are you here? And Caboose... er... it's good to see you.
Caboose: Thanks. I'm really enjoying the speech so far.
Sarge: Maybe you're all here because this is the only place you fit in. Maybe you're here because you don't have anywhere else to go. Maybe you're all here 'cause deep down, you want to be here. The reason doesn't matter. What matters is that you're here. For all we know, Tex and Church are dead. That means we're the only ones who know what's happened. The only ones who can prevent them from covering it up! The way I figure it, these Freelancers guys want to use us, take us away from our families and send us all over the daggone galaxy just to test if their agents are ready for the big fight? Well... guess I'm interested in showin' em just what exactly what a big fight is all about! Time to clean a slate! So I'm not orderin' ya to go. I ain't even askin'. You do what you gotta do, Private Grif.
Grif: (sigh) I'll go get my car keys...
— Red vs. Blue: Revelation
"I never believed this truce would last. I thought that if we managed to survive Charon it would only be a matter of time before we were back at each other's throats. I believed this because in my eyes the Federal Army of Chorus was still the enemy. When you spend everyday fighting a war, you learn to demonize your attackers. To you they're evil, they're sub-human. Because if they weren't, then what would that make you? ...What I'm trying to say... is I've been afraid to see you for what you really are. You're our brothers. Our sisters. And the things we've done to one another are unforgivable. But General Doyle was able to see past that. In the end, he understood that now isn't the time for pride or anger, now is the time for unity. Everyday I ask myself, "what do you fight for", and every day I answer, "for a better tomorrow". Well, if we can't set aside our past and start trusting one another, there won't be a tomorrow. So please, fight with me. Fight to see Malcom Hargrove locked away for the rest of his life! Fight to wipe that stupid grin off of Felix's face! Fight because you deserve TO FUCKING WIN!"
— Vanessa Kimball, Red vs. Blue, "All or Nothing"
Podcasts
Hera: Captain? Captain, can you hear me?
Lovelace: Go, go home, go, go home, go, go back to the, back to th', back to th' (unintelligible) m'kay, no, we can't, we can't, we can't, we can't...
Hera: Alright... Sounds like you still... Need a moment.
Lovelace: Wait, we, we...
Hera: Listen. I know we haven't... Well, we're not close. But... I think I get what you're going through. The others haven't had a hole in their head. I know how painful this is. How disorienting. I so want to tell you to take your time. To know that if you're not alright, you're not alright, and that's fine! But that's not how this works. Because right now, the people we care about are in over their heads. So you are going to come help us save the day. Again. Now. Get. Up.
Lovelace: Go, go home, go, go home, go, go back to the, back to th', back to th' (unintelligible) m'kay, no, we can't, we can't, we can't, we can't...
Hera: Alright... Sounds like you still... Need a moment.
Lovelace: Wait, we, we...
Hera: Listen. I know we haven't... Well, we're not close. But... I think I get what you're going through. The others haven't had a hole in their head. I know how painful this is. How disorienting. I so want to tell you to take your time. To know that if you're not alright, you're not alright, and that's fine! But that's not how this works. Because right now, the people we care about are in over their heads. So you are going to come help us save the day. Again. Now. Get. Up.
— Wolf 359
Pro Wrestling
17 million homes that have availability for this show tonight will pay 20 dollars, hopefully...*knocks on wood* for the privilege to see you guys do what you have done for three and a half years. Thank Terry Funk for all that he's done for this company, for help putting us on the map, for being unselfish in selfish times, for taking the young guys and showing them a better way.
Tonight we have a chance to say "Yeah, you're right. We're too extreme, we're too wild, we're too out of control, we're too full of our own shit", or we have a chance to say "Hey...fuck you, you're wrong! Fuck you, we're right!" Because you have all made it to the dance, and believe me, this is the dance!
START THE SHOW!
— Paul Heyman, ECW Barely Legal 1997
Theatre
Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more;
Or close the wall up with our English dead.
In peace there's nothing so becomes a man
As modest stillness and humility:
But when the blast of war blows in our ears,
Then imitate the action of the tiger;
Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood,
Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage;
Then lend the eye a terrible aspect;
Let pry through the portage of the head
Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it
As fearfully as doth a galled rock
O'erhang and jutty his confounded base,
Hold hard the breath and bend up every spirit
To his full height. On, on, you noblest English.
Whose blood is fet from fathers of war-proof!
Fathers that, like so many Alexanders,
Have in these parts from morn till even fought
And sheathed their swords for lack of argument:
Dishonour not your mothers; now attest
That those whom you call'd fathers did beget you.
Be copy now to men of grosser blood,
And teach them how to war. And you, good yeoman,
Whose limbs were made in England, show us here
The mettle of your pasture; let us swear
That you are worth your breeding; which I doubt not;
For there is none of you so mean and base,
That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.
I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips,
Straining upon the start. The game's afoot:
Follow your spirit, and upon this charge
Cry "God for Harry, England, and Saint George!"
Or close the wall up with our English dead.
In peace there's nothing so becomes a man
As modest stillness and humility:
But when the blast of war blows in our ears,
Then imitate the action of the tiger;
Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood,
Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage;
Then lend the eye a terrible aspect;
Let pry through the portage of the head
Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it
As fearfully as doth a galled rock
O'erhang and jutty his confounded base,
Hold hard the breath and bend up every spirit
To his full height. On, on, you noblest English.
Whose blood is fet from fathers of war-proof!
Fathers that, like so many Alexanders,
Have in these parts from morn till even fought
And sheathed their swords for lack of argument:
Dishonour not your mothers; now attest
That those whom you call'd fathers did beget you.
Be copy now to men of grosser blood,
And teach them how to war. And you, good yeoman,
Whose limbs were made in England, show us here
The mettle of your pasture; let us swear
That you are worth your breeding; which I doubt not;
For there is none of you so mean and base,
That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.
I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips,
Straining upon the start. The game's afoot:
Follow your spirit, and upon this charge
Cry "God for Harry, England, and Saint George!"
— King Henry V, Act 3 Scene i
If we are mark'd to die, we are enow
To do our country loss; and if to live,
The fewer men, the greater share of honour.
God's will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.
By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;
It yearns me not if men my garments wear;
Such outward things dwell not in my desires:
But if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.
No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England:
God's peace! I would not lose so great an honour
As one man more, methinks, would share from me
For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!
Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,
That he which hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart; his passport shall be made
And crowns for convoy put into his purse:
We would not die in that man's company
That fears his fellowship to die with us.
This day is called the feast of Crispian:
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when the day is named,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say 'To-morrow is Saint Crispian:'
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars.
And say 'These wounds I had on Crispin's day.'
Old men forget: yet all shall be forgot,
But he'll remember with advantages
What feats he did that day: then shall our names.
Familiar in his mouth as household words
Harry the king, Bedford and Exeter,
Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester,
Be in their flowing cups freshly remember'd.
This story shall the good man teach his son;
And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remember'd;
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition:
And gentlemen in England now a-bed
Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.
To do our country loss; and if to live,
The fewer men, the greater share of honour.
God's will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.
By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;
It yearns me not if men my garments wear;
Such outward things dwell not in my desires:
But if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.
No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England:
God's peace! I would not lose so great an honour
As one man more, methinks, would share from me
For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!
Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,
That he which hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart; his passport shall be made
And crowns for convoy put into his purse:
We would not die in that man's company
That fears his fellowship to die with us.
This day is called the feast of Crispian:
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when the day is named,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say 'To-morrow is Saint Crispian:'
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars.
And say 'These wounds I had on Crispin's day.'
Old men forget: yet all shall be forgot,
But he'll remember with advantages
What feats he did that day: then shall our names.
Familiar in his mouth as household words
Harry the king, Bedford and Exeter,
Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester,
Be in their flowing cups freshly remember'd.
This story shall the good man teach his son;
And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remember'd;
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition:
And gentlemen in England now a-bed
Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.
— King Henry V, Act 4 Scene iii
Hear me, people of Paris
How much oppression will you allow?
Someday your patience will finally break
Why not make someday come right now?!
How much oppression will you allow?
Someday your patience will finally break
Why not make someday come right now?!
— Phoebus during "Finale/Final Ultimo", The Hunchback of Notre Dame
Toys
Friends! This island is a great and wonderful place. Never have any been as blessed as we are to live in such a paradise! I love my home, and Jaller loved it too. But, most of all, Jaller respected his duty! Let us repay him by doing our duty! Let us remember him by fulfilling our destiny. Let us go forward together! Let us awaken the Great Spirit!
— Hahli, BIONICLE: Mask of Light
Video Games
Citizens of Berlin! A ring of steel surrounds your rotten city! We will crush all who still dare to resist the will of the Red Army! Abandon your posts! Abandon your homes! Abandon all hope! Ura!
— Commissar Markhov, Call of Duty: World at War
Enemies of the Imperium, hear me: you have come here to die. The Immortal Emperor is with us, and we are invincible. His soldiers will strike you down. His war machines will crush you under their treads. His mighty guns will bring the very sky crashing down upon you. You cannot win. The Emperor has given us his greatest weapon to wield, so make yourselves ready. We are the First Kronus Regiment, and today is our Victory Day!
— Governor-Militant Lukas Alexander, Imperial Guard stronghold defense, Dawn of War: Dark Crusade
Today the enemy is at our doorstep, and thinks he can push us of this world. He is already gloating. He can taste his victory. But what he fails to see is that we will make this his last meal! The Chief Librarian has ordered the purge of this world to protect our Chapter's secrets. Are we to retreat with our duty unfulfilled? Are we to let a black mark stain the banner of the Blood Ravens? I say that we will not! I say our enemies will regret the day they ever decided to face us in battle! Our Battle Barge orbits overhead and will rain the Emperor's holy fury on our opponents! More of our brothers will come to join the fight, but as always our enemy outnumbers us. Each of you must be an army in your own right! Veterans of the First Company, the finest of the entire Chapter, stand with us! Let their valor guide your fire into the enemy's heart! Remember that we are Blood Ravens, brothers. We have all sworn to protect fonts of hidden knowledge. Each one of us must fall before handing this world to the enemy. The Emperor is with us! The Unknown Primarch is with us! They have come for our blood, but they will drown in their own!
— Brother-Captain Davian Thule, Space Marine stronghold defense, Dawn of War: Dark Crusade
Faithful... enlightened... ambitious... brethren. In but a few decades, a mere few swipes of the pendulum, we have gathered a sacrifice to Khorne, that will be made legend. Though it was a simpler, weaker voice that first illuminated me during my centuries upon the Judgement of Carrion, it was Khorne's messenger who showed me the true path to freedom, from our pathetic corpse-Emperor.
And what is this path, this meaning, this purpose, to which we gather the skulls of our foes?
It is nothing. There is no path, no meaning, no purpose. We murder. We kill, it is mindless savagery, this, universe is mindless. In mere hours, billions will die: innocent, guilty, strong and weak, honest and deceitful, ALL OF THEM! They will scream, they will burn, and for no purpose, but that mighty Khorne may revel in their bloodshed. And united, in this void, of purpose, fear or duty... We, shall at long last, be free!
BLOOD! FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS! FOR THE SKULL THRONE! LET! THE GALAXY! BURNNNNNNN!!!
And what is this path, this meaning, this purpose, to which we gather the skulls of our foes?
It is nothing. There is no path, no meaning, no purpose. We murder. We kill, it is mindless savagery, this, universe is mindless. In mere hours, billions will die: innocent, guilty, strong and weak, honest and deceitful, ALL OF THEM! They will scream, they will burn, and for no purpose, but that mighty Khorne may revel in their bloodshed. And united, in this void, of purpose, fear or duty... We, shall at long last, be free!
BLOOD! FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS! FOR THE SKULL THRONE! LET! THE GALAXY! BURNNNNNNN!!!
— Chapter Master Azariah Kyras, Dawn of War II: Retribution
I fight for the men I've held in my arms, dying on foreign soil! I fight for their wives and children, whose names I heard whispered in their last breaths! I fight for we few who did come home, only to find our country full of strangers wearing familiar faces! I fight for my people, impoverished to pay the debts of an Empire too weak to rule them, yet brands them criminals for wanting to rule themselves! I fight so that all the fighting I've already done hasn't been for nothing! I fight... because I must.
This is it, men! It's time to make this city ours! We come to this moment carried by the sacrifices and courage of our fellows. Those who have fallen. And those still bearing the shields to our right. On this day our enemy will know the fullness of our determination, the true depth of our anger, and the exalted righteousness of our cause! The gods are watching! The spirits of our ancestors are stirring! And men under suns yet to dawn will be transformed by what we do here today! Fear neither pain, nor darkness. For Sovngarde awaits those who die with weapons in their hands, and courage in their hearts! We now fight our way to Castle Dour to cut the head off the Legion itself. And in that moment, the gods will look down and see Skyrim as she was meant to be. Full of Nords who are mighty, powerful, and free! Ready now! Everyone, with me! For the sons and daughters of Skyrim! RAAAAAARGH!!
— Ulfric Stormcloak before the Siege of Solitude, The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim
For too long, we've allowed these vampires to poison the night and kill our people! Now we finally have the means to strike back! We now have Auriel's Bow. The gods themselves have favored us and we must answer with action! The time has come to finally put an end to Harkon and his unholy prophecy! We will march on their lair and destroy those wretched abominations so they can no longer corrupt our world! This is our fight and this is our fate. This is the time of the Dawnguard!
— Isran, The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim: Dawnguard
Thank you, my fellow Californians, who have come so far to answer the call to service put forth by the Republic. It is for you that I have come here, and it is because of you that I am able to do so. We enjoy our privileges because you take the greatest of risks and are prepared to make the most noble of sacrifices. It is because of men and women like Private First Class Jeremy Watson that Nevada and the New California Republic remain free and secure.
Born in a tin shack on the outskirts of One Pine, Jeremy Watson never had it easy. His father worked as a caravan guard on the Short Loop, and his mother, like many Californians, braved the ruins of the Old World as a prospector. They suffered through water shortages, raider attacks, and the Brotherhood War. Like our mighty Sierra Nevadas, they endured. But the time came when they could no longer shoulder the burden alone. Twelve years ago, they called out for help, and the Republic heard them.
Troopers and Rangers, just like you, answered the clarion call. Men and women stepped forward to say, "I will carry the weight." And at Owen's Lake, we made true on our promise, driving out the raider tribes to establish a lasting peace in the eastern Sierra Nevadas. We carried the weight, and though we left behind many of our brothers and sisters on that battlefield, it did not break us.
Ten years ago, Chief Elise met with representatives of the Desert Rangers to discuss terms of what would become the Ranger Unification Treaty. The treaty was more than a resolution to welcome the Desert Rangers into the Republic. It was a covenant to protect southern Nevada against Caesar's Legion and the tyranny of his regime.
There are some back home who ask me, "But who are we protecting? What is Nevada to us?" Sometimes we forget that the light of our society shines beyond our borders. Sometimes we take those privileges for granted that our forebears fought so hard to achieve. We must always remember that wherever Californians stand, we carry our principles with us: equal respect, representation, and protection under the laws of a just republic. This was the same fire that burned in the heart of the Old World that preceded us. We are the heirs of that civilization, torchbearers eastward of the Pacific, into the darkness of this wasted land.
When the Republic called on the men and women of California to carry that fire across the Mojave, Jeremy Watson answered. You answered. Together, you carried the weight. And when PFC Watson's platoon came under attack at Forlorn Hope, he took the greatest risk, not only for his fellow Californians, but for California itself. He was prepared to make the most noble of sacrifices, to defend the principles of our republic, even here, on Nevada soil.
His actions are a beacon to all of us who stand here today in tribute to his valor. Private First Class Jeremy Watson, on behalf of the senate and people of the New California Republic, it is my honor to present you with the Star of Sierra Madre.
Not far from this spot, a monument stands as a tribute to the sacrifice made by those who came before us, the men and women who fulfilled the promise we made to the Desert Rangers. Its back is inscribed with the names of the troopers and Rangers who carried the weight. And because they made the most noble of sacrifices, it did not break us.
Four years ago, we held this dam. Four years ago, we carried the weight. Four years ago, we drew a line through the Mojave as clear as the Colorado River, a line that Caesar cannot cross. Today, you stand here with our brothers and sisters to hold that line. Today, you honor all Californians by carrying that weight. Today, you are the waves of the Pacific, pushing ever eastward. You are the sequoias rising from the Sierra Nevadas, defiant and enduring. You are the great western light of California, torchbearers in the darkness, living reminders of all that is best in our republic.
Thank you. Thank you... (to his bodyguards) Okay, let's get the fuck out of here. What the hell are you waiting for – do you think I want to get shot? Let's go.
Born in a tin shack on the outskirts of One Pine, Jeremy Watson never had it easy. His father worked as a caravan guard on the Short Loop, and his mother, like many Californians, braved the ruins of the Old World as a prospector. They suffered through water shortages, raider attacks, and the Brotherhood War. Like our mighty Sierra Nevadas, they endured. But the time came when they could no longer shoulder the burden alone. Twelve years ago, they called out for help, and the Republic heard them.
Troopers and Rangers, just like you, answered the clarion call. Men and women stepped forward to say, "I will carry the weight." And at Owen's Lake, we made true on our promise, driving out the raider tribes to establish a lasting peace in the eastern Sierra Nevadas. We carried the weight, and though we left behind many of our brothers and sisters on that battlefield, it did not break us.
Ten years ago, Chief Elise met with representatives of the Desert Rangers to discuss terms of what would become the Ranger Unification Treaty. The treaty was more than a resolution to welcome the Desert Rangers into the Republic. It was a covenant to protect southern Nevada against Caesar's Legion and the tyranny of his regime.
There are some back home who ask me, "But who are we protecting? What is Nevada to us?" Sometimes we forget that the light of our society shines beyond our borders. Sometimes we take those privileges for granted that our forebears fought so hard to achieve. We must always remember that wherever Californians stand, we carry our principles with us: equal respect, representation, and protection under the laws of a just republic. This was the same fire that burned in the heart of the Old World that preceded us. We are the heirs of that civilization, torchbearers eastward of the Pacific, into the darkness of this wasted land.
When the Republic called on the men and women of California to carry that fire across the Mojave, Jeremy Watson answered. You answered. Together, you carried the weight. And when PFC Watson's platoon came under attack at Forlorn Hope, he took the greatest risk, not only for his fellow Californians, but for California itself. He was prepared to make the most noble of sacrifices, to defend the principles of our republic, even here, on Nevada soil.
His actions are a beacon to all of us who stand here today in tribute to his valor. Private First Class Jeremy Watson, on behalf of the senate and people of the New California Republic, it is my honor to present you with the Star of Sierra Madre.
Not far from this spot, a monument stands as a tribute to the sacrifice made by those who came before us, the men and women who fulfilled the promise we made to the Desert Rangers. Its back is inscribed with the names of the troopers and Rangers who carried the weight. And because they made the most noble of sacrifices, it did not break us.
Four years ago, we held this dam. Four years ago, we carried the weight. Four years ago, we drew a line through the Mojave as clear as the Colorado River, a line that Caesar cannot cross. Today, you stand here with our brothers and sisters to hold that line. Today, you honor all Californians by carrying that weight. Today, you are the waves of the Pacific, pushing ever eastward. You are the sequoias rising from the Sierra Nevadas, defiant and enduring. You are the great western light of California, torchbearers in the darkness, living reminders of all that is best in our republic.
Thank you. Thank you... (to his bodyguards) Okay, let's get the fuck out of here. What the hell are you waiting for – do you think I want to get shot? Let's go.
— President Aaron Kimball of the New California Republic, Fallout: New Vegas
Hancock: We freaks gotta stick together, and the best way to stick together is to keep an eye out for what drives us apart, you feel me? Now, what out there in the big friendly Commonwealth would want to drive us apart? What kind of twisted, un-neighborly boogeyman would want to hurt our peaceful community?
Drifter: The Institute and their synths!
Hancock: That's right! Who said that? Come on up to my office later, you've earned yourself some Jet! The Institute, they're the real enemy! Not the raiders, not the Super Mutants, not even those tools over in Diamond City.
Neighboorhood Watch: I dunno, Hancock, I'd sure love to give McDonough a kick in the ass!
Hancock: Hey, we all know why I got my own personal beef with that lard-head, but stay focused. Now, I want everyone to keep the Institute in mind. When someone starts acting funny, when people are doing things they don't normally do, when family starts pushing you away for no reason, we all know who's behind that kind of shit, and the only way to stop it is to stick together! They can't control us if we're not afraid! Now, who's scared of the Institute?!
Everyone: Not us!
Hancock: And which town in the Commonwealth should the Institute not fuck with?!
Everyone: Goodneighbor!
Hancock: And who's in charge of Goodneighbor?!
Everyone: Hancock! Of the people, for the people!
Drifter: The Institute and their synths!
Hancock: That's right! Who said that? Come on up to my office later, you've earned yourself some Jet! The Institute, they're the real enemy! Not the raiders, not the Super Mutants, not even those tools over in Diamond City.
Neighboorhood Watch: I dunno, Hancock, I'd sure love to give McDonough a kick in the ass!
Hancock: Hey, we all know why I got my own personal beef with that lard-head, but stay focused. Now, I want everyone to keep the Institute in mind. When someone starts acting funny, when people are doing things they don't normally do, when family starts pushing you away for no reason, we all know who's behind that kind of shit, and the only way to stop it is to stick together! They can't control us if we're not afraid! Now, who's scared of the Institute?!
Everyone: Not us!
Hancock: And which town in the Commonwealth should the Institute not fuck with?!
Everyone: Goodneighbor!
Hancock: And who's in charge of Goodneighbor?!
Everyone: Hancock! Of the people, for the people!
Brothers and Sisters, the road behind has been long and fraught with difficulty. Each and every one of you has surpassed my expectations by rapidly facilitating our arrival in the Commonwealth. You have accomplished this amazing feat without a hint of purpose or direction, and most impressively, without question. Now that the ship is in position, it is time to reveal our purpose, and our mission.
Beneath the Commonwealth, there is a cancer known as the Institute. A malignant growth that needs to be cut before it infects the surface. They are experimenting with dangerous technologies that could prove to be the world's undoing for the second time in recent history! The Institute scientists have created a weapon that transcends the destructive nature of the atom bomb.
They call their creation the "synth": a robotic abomination of technology that is free-thinking and masquerades as a human being. This notion that a machine could be granted free will is not only offensive, but horribly dangerous, and like the atom bomb, if it isn't harnessed correctly, it has the potential of rendering us extinct as a species! I am not prepared to allow the Institute to continue this line of experimentation! Therefore, the Institute and their "synths" are considered enemies of the Brotherhood of Steel, and should be dealt with swiftly and mercilessly!
This campaign will be costly, and many lives will be lost, but in the end, we will be saving humankind from it's worst enemy... itself.
Ad victorium!
Beneath the Commonwealth, there is a cancer known as the Institute. A malignant growth that needs to be cut before it infects the surface. They are experimenting with dangerous technologies that could prove to be the world's undoing for the second time in recent history! The Institute scientists have created a weapon that transcends the destructive nature of the atom bomb.
They call their creation the "synth": a robotic abomination of technology that is free-thinking and masquerades as a human being. This notion that a machine could be granted free will is not only offensive, but horribly dangerous, and like the atom bomb, if it isn't harnessed correctly, it has the potential of rendering us extinct as a species! I am not prepared to allow the Institute to continue this line of experimentation! Therefore, the Institute and their "synths" are considered enemies of the Brotherhood of Steel, and should be dealt with swiftly and mercilessly!
This campaign will be costly, and many lives will be lost, but in the end, we will be saving humankind from it's worst enemy... itself.
Ad victorium!
— Elder Arthur Maxon of the Brotherhood of Steel, Fallout 4
Elincia: Hear me! Brave fighting men of Crimea! Much have you lost in service to your land. Hear me! Beloved friends of the laguz! You, too, have given all for our fair cause. Hear me! My trusted company of old! You men of Greil did see me to this day. I stand before you made of flesh and bone, alive because you risked your lives for me. A word cannot my thanks express in kind... We march today into the jaws of fate; our enemy lies in wait o'er this hill. If on the 'morrow, Ashnard lives no more, my fondest dream is to among you walk and give you each my heartfelt thanks anew. Let not this dream dissolve into despair! We will defeat the dreaded king of Daein! We will reclaim this land we hold so dear. Lend me your strength! Lend me your weary hearts! Today we make our fate for good and all. One life can make a mark upon this world. One life can move the wheel of history. Be that one life! Fight well! Fight brave! Fight true.
Ike: Before this final battle, there's only one thing I want to tell all of you... I don't want any of you dying on me! Remember - you only have one life! At a time like this, it doesn't matter what our blood ties are. We are family. That's what my father always used to say. And today... for the first time... I understand why he said it... Because we are a family. So if you don't want to cause your family any grief, then live! Don't drop your guard! Don't turn your back! Use every drop of your strength! Our road has been long, but it ends today! Let's liberate Crimea and free our friends... and our families... from Daein's tyranny! Men of Crimea... Laguz of Tellius... Greil Mercenaries... MOVE OUT!!
Ike: Before this final battle, there's only one thing I want to tell all of you... I don't want any of you dying on me! Remember - you only have one life! At a time like this, it doesn't matter what our blood ties are. We are family. That's what my father always used to say. And today... for the first time... I understand why he said it... Because we are a family. So if you don't want to cause your family any grief, then live! Don't drop your guard! Don't turn your back! Use every drop of your strength! Our road has been long, but it ends today! Let's liberate Crimea and free our friends... and our families... from Daein's tyranny! Men of Crimea... Laguz of Tellius... Greil Mercenaries... MOVE OUT!!
"Soldiers of the Empire! I know fear gnaws at your hearts, and that's nothing to be ashamed of! Don't run from this fear—embrace it! Take measure of the enemy that surrounds us and look them square in the face! Yes, we're outmaneuvered and face a vicious fight ahead. But pray to the goddess for protection, and her fire will fill your soul and temper your resolve! Our only duty here is to stay alive! Be fearful of death, and let not a single soldier fall needlessly! Raise your voices with me now! Let me hear your courage! We will not lose!"
— Count Bergliez, Fire Emblem Warriors: Three Hopes
Humans are no strangers to war. After all, we've been fighting for as long as we can remember. War is all we know. In the past, we fought for Imulsion. We fought for country. We fought for freedom. But all that changed after E-Day. For 15 years, we've been fighting for our very survival against inhuman, genocidal monsters. It is a fight we cannot continue. Humanity faces extinction, unless we end this war... now. We had thought the Lightmass Bomb would decimate the Locust Horde, but they survived, and have returned stronger than ever. They brought with them a force that can sink entire cities. Even Jacinto, our last beacon of hope through all these dark days, is now at risk. Soon we'll have nothing left to defend, and that means we have only one option: attack. Gears, what I ask of you now is not an easy thing, but it is necessary. If we are to survive... if we are to live long enough to see the seasons pass, our children grow, and experience a time of peace that we have never known, we must now take this fight to the Locust. We will go to where they live, and where they breed, and we will destroy them! This is the day we take the battle to the heart of the enemy! This is the day we correct the course of human history! This is the day we ensure our survival as a species! Soldiers of the C.O.G.... my fellow Gears... go forth, and bring back the hope of humanity!!
— Coalition of Ordered Governments Chairman Richard Prescott, Gears of War 2
Childe: (addressing the Fatui recruits) ...From this day forward, you will honor the oaths you have made to Her Majesty the Tsaritsa, and you will stop at nothing to bring Snezhnaya victory. You shall sweep through this land like the icy winds of the furthest north, as strong as the hoar frost of Zapolyarny Palace. You will chill the very marrow in our enemies' bones. Her Majesty expects of you loyalty, ruthlessness, and meticulousness... For the trials that we face are harsh, and our enemies are like... (sees his younger brother Teucer spectating in the background) ...Ahem, like kites and rattle drums... Who shall become redoubtable foes of Mr. Cyclops in the marketplaces of Liyue...
Teucer: Uh-huh. Kites are really fun, too.
Fatui Recruits: ...
Childe: This is, of course, an analogy. As they say, "the marketplace, too, is a battlefield."
Fatui Recruits: Uh huh...
Childe: So as your... sales manager here in Liyue, I demand that you obey my every order. A refusal shall be considered a betrayal, and the price for betrayal is to be dishonorably discharged from... Ahem, from the Liyue Institute of Toy Research.
Teucer: Whoa, that's really strict... Won't people be really sad if they get fired from the Institute?
Fatui Recruits: Huh?
Childe: Eh... uh...
Childe's Thoughts: (Seeking to please everyone pleases no one at all. Time to try something else...)
Childe: Forget it, perhaps a round of hands-on training will suit us better.
—"Mighty Cyclops' Adventure!", Genshin Impact
My brothers... we were forged in victory. A victory that ended the great war and brought forth the reign of Mount Olympus. Born from the depths of the underworld, rooted in the river of souls, our mountain emerged out of the Chaos. As it grew, so too did the might of the Olympians. We created a world of peace, a world of prosperity, a world that lives in the shadow and safety of MY mountain. A mountain that has come to be the absolute measure of strength and power. Now, on this day, that power is to be tested. The mortal Kratos seeks to destroy all that I have wrought. Brothers, put aside the petty grievances that have splintered us for so long. We will unite. We will stand together. And I will wipe out this plague! OLYMPUS... WILL PREVAIL!!
— Zeus, God of War III
"Men, keep your eyes downrange, fingers on your triggers, and we all go home in one piece. Am I right, Marines?"
— SSG Avery Johnson on Easy difficulty, Halo: Combat Evolved
"Once again, it is our job to finish what the fly boys started. We are leaving this ship platoon and engaging the Covenant on solid ground. When we meet the enemy, we will rip their skulls from their spines and toss them away laughing! Am I right, Marines?"
— SSG Avery Johnson on Normal difficulty, Halo: Combat Evolved
"Men, here's where we show those split-chin squid-head sons of bitches that they could not have picked a worse enemy than the human race! We are going to blow the hell out of those dumb bugs until we don't have anything left to shoot 'em with! And then we are going to strangle them with their own living guts! Am I right, Marines?"
— SSG Avery Johnson on Hard difficulty, Halo: Combat Evolved
"Men, we led those dumb bugs out to the middle of nowhere to keep them from getting their filthy claws on Earth! But, we stumbled onto something they're so hot for that they're scrambling over each other to get it! Well, I don't care if it's God's own anti-son-of-a-bitch machine or a giant hula hoop, we're not gonna let 'em have it! What we will let 'em have is a belly full of lead and a pool of their own blood to drown in! AM I RIGHT, MARINES?!"
— SSG Avery Johnson on Legendary difficulty, Halo: Combat Evolved
Marines, the Prophet of Truth doesn't know it yet, but he's about to get kicked right off his throne. We will take our city back, and drive our enemy into the grave they've been so happily digging. One final effort is all that remains!
— UNSC Fleet Admiral Terrence Hood, Halo 3
Isabel: That's what you're up against. And all you've got is one old ship and half a crew to staff her? We need to run, as far and as fast as we can!
Capt. James Cutter: We are just one ship. And an old one at that. But here we are: thirty years past what anyone could ask of us. Our War is gone. The lives we had are gone. The worlds we knew; have moved on. And now, all that we may have left, are those standing beside us. And a duty that defines us: battle-after-battle, fighting side-by-side. Together. Where you see "half a Crew." I see Family. Courage. And a thousand Heroes who swore to fight their way through Hell before they'd ever, EVER turn their backs and run. And where you see "one old ship", I see Home... And THAT is always worth fighting for! If we don't stop Atriox now, we leave the Galaxy to the mercy of a Monster. So no Isabel: we won't be running ANYWHERE today!
Isabel: Sir, yes sir.
Capt. James Cutter: We are just one ship. And an old one at that. But here we are: thirty years past what anyone could ask of us. Our War is gone. The lives we had are gone. The worlds we knew; have moved on. And now, all that we may have left, are those standing beside us. And a duty that defines us: battle-after-battle, fighting side-by-side. Together. Where you see "half a Crew." I see Family. Courage. And a thousand Heroes who swore to fight their way through Hell before they'd ever, EVER turn their backs and run. And where you see "one old ship", I see Home... And THAT is always worth fighting for! If we don't stop Atriox now, we leave the Galaxy to the mercy of a Monster. So no Isabel: we won't be running ANYWHERE today!
Isabel: Sir, yes sir.
Listen well, soldiers of Hyrule. In our long history, we have scarcely faced a threat of this magnitude. The years have passed quickly since Calamity Ganon's revival was prophesied. Yes, we have unearthed the Divine Beasts and filled volumes with our knowledge of ancient relics. But a barricade of books will not protect us. Because this way surges a horde like we have never faced before. Even now the enemy is clawing for our throat—for Hyrule Castle itself. We must exterminate the monsters roaming Hyrule Field. Thus will begin our renewed effort to stop the Calamity! Here, now, go forth! And be brave for your kingdom!
— King Rhoam, Hyrule Warriors: Age of Calamity
"My people... Sons and daughters of Helghan. This much I vow. The history of these days will be written in blood. By crushing the armies of our enemy, by seizing the weapons they thought to turn against us, we were fighting for our very existence. But if there are those who would deny us peace; refuse us our rightful place in the universe, then we will unleash such terrible vengeance that generations yet unborn will cry out in anguish! The enemy may shatter our bodies, but they cannot break our spirit. Even now they advance on our home world, to seize by force what they cannot claim by right. They cannot imagine what awaits them. WE WILL SMITE THE INVADERS FROM OUR SKIES! Though they sweep over our lands like the sands of winter, never again will we bow before them; never again endure their oppression; never again endure their tyranny. We will strike without warning and without mercy; fighting as one hand, one heart, one soul. We will shatter their dreams and haunt their nightmares, drenching our ancestors' graves with their blood. And as our last breath tears at their lungs, as we rise again from the ruins of our cities... they will know, Helghan belongs to the Helghast."
— Scolar Visari, Killzone 2
Olivert: We have a question to post to all of you. THE question, really. With the whole of the Empire caught in the throes of civil war, what exactly do all of you intend to do from here on out?
Rean: Us?
Alisa: We were in the midst of discussing that when Rean was taken to the Pantagruel, in fact.
Towa: Hmmm...
Rean: (after everyone looks at everyone) This is a full-on war, and our fellow Erebonian countrymen stand on both sides. No one here is delusional enough to think that a group of students like us are capable of stopping it by ourselves. Still, during our field studies, we found ourselves up against the problems this nation faces again and again. And because we have that experience, I believe there's a place for us to change things in all this. A part only we can play. We may not be able to compete head on with the alliance, but together, we can move things in the right direction for Erebonia as a whole.
Towa: Heehee. That was wonderful, Rean.
Both Viscount Arseid and Olivert: Hmmm...
Rean: Still, we aren't all gathered here for the same reasons. Be it rescuing Elise or settling things with Crow, we've all got something that we personally want to accomplish. But accomplishing those things won't be possible with the situation as it stands. And that's why, no matter how stacked the odds are against us or how fierce the fighting becomes, we want to put everything we have into making all the difference we possibly can, in whatever way we can. I think I speak for everyone in Class VII when I say that.
Rean: Us?
Alisa: We were in the midst of discussing that when Rean was taken to the Pantagruel, in fact.
Towa: Hmmm...
Rean: (after everyone looks at everyone) This is a full-on war, and our fellow Erebonian countrymen stand on both sides. No one here is delusional enough to think that a group of students like us are capable of stopping it by ourselves. Still, during our field studies, we found ourselves up against the problems this nation faces again and again. And because we have that experience, I believe there's a place for us to change things in all this. A part only we can play. We may not be able to compete head on with the alliance, but together, we can move things in the right direction for Erebonia as a whole.
Towa: Heehee. That was wonderful, Rean.
Both Viscount Arseid and Olivert: Hmmm...
Rean: Still, we aren't all gathered here for the same reasons. Be it rescuing Elise or settling things with Crow, we've all got something that we personally want to accomplish. But accomplishing those things won't be possible with the situation as it stands. And that's why, no matter how stacked the odds are against us or how fierce the fighting becomes, we want to put everything we have into making all the difference we possibly can, in whatever way we can. I think I speak for everyone in Class VII when I say that.
Calling all Snow Pirates on E.D.N. III. I have a warning of utmost urgency. The military force you know as NEVEC are planning something that will be catastrophic for all who dwell on this planet. I know this because I used to work for NEVEC. I believed in their goal to bring order to this planet. Now I know that goal was a lie, and their true aims have always been to amass thermal energy. That is why I abandoned NEVEC. Now they are trying to awaken the slumbering Over-G Akrid that lies beneath the planet's surface, and this will unleash massive amounts of thermal energy. NEVEC will take all this thermal energy, and then abandon the planet to its fate. But that is not all. If NEVEC is not stopped, and we do not prevent the awakening of the Over-G, then the sudden and terrible introduction of such large quantities of thermal energy will set off a reaction that will freeze this planet to its very core and kill everyone and everything living here.
For the better part of a century, you assumed that any land you had could be lost at any time, and if that happened, you would just start over somewhere else. But there is nowhere else this time. Our place is here, on this planet. Our ancestors built a place for themselves here thanks to their indomitable spirit and the strength of their resolve. Now it is time to tap into that same resolve to protect what they struggled to build.
To all Snow Pirates on E.D.N. III: if you can hear my voice, then I beseech you to put aside your differences and stand with me as one. Let us show NEVEC what happens when they threaten our home.
For the better part of a century, you assumed that any land you had could be lost at any time, and if that happened, you would just start over somewhere else. But there is nowhere else this time. Our place is here, on this planet. Our ancestors built a place for themselves here thanks to their indomitable spirit and the strength of their resolve. Now it is time to tap into that same resolve to protect what they struggled to build.
To all Snow Pirates on E.D.N. III: if you can hear my voice, then I beseech you to put aside your differences and stand with me as one. Let us show NEVEC what happens when they threaten our home.
— EX-NEVEC Commander, Lost Planet 2
You all know the mission, and what is at stake. I have come to trust each of you with my life — but I have also heard murmurs of discontent. I share your concerns. We are trained for espionage; we would be legends, but the records are sealed. Glory in battle is not our way. Think of our heroes; the Silent Step, who defeated a nation with a single shot. Or the Ever Alert, who kept armies at bay with hidden facts. These giants do not seem to give us solace here, but they are not all that we are. Before the network, there was the fleet. Before diplomacy, there were soldiers. Our influence stopped the rachni, but before that we held the line! Our influence stopped the krogan, but before that, we held the line! Our influence will stop Saren; in the battle today, we will hold the line!
— Captain Kirrahe, Mass Effect
Words shouldn't matter. People have died. If losing our friends isn't enough, if that doesn't make you want payback, then what are we doing here?
The Collectors blindside their targets. Hit and run. As powerful as they are, they're cowards. They've never had to stand and fight the best of us — that's you. I don't know if they can feel fear, but we're damned sure going to give them the opportunity. Hit them hard! One way or another, it ends here!
The Collectors blindside their targets. Hit and run. As powerful as they are, they're cowards. They've never had to stand and fight the best of us — that's you. I don't know if they can feel fear, but we're damned sure going to give them the opportunity. Hit them hard! One way or another, it ends here!
— Commander Shepard, final battle at the Collector Base (Renegade version), Mass Effect 2
We've lost some good people. They gave everything to get us here. It's up to us to make it mean something and do them justice. The Collectors, the Reapers... they aren't a threat to us. They're a threat to everything, everyone. Those are the lives we're fighting for. That's the scale. It's been a long journey, and no one's coming out without scars. But it all comes down to this moment. We win or lose it all in the next few moments. Make me proud. Make yourselves proud.
— Commander Shepard, final battle at the Collector Base (Paragon version), Mass Effect 2
Never before have so many come together - from all quarters of the galaxy. But never before have we faced an enemy such as this. The Reapers will show us no mercy. We must give them no quarter. They will terrorize our populations. We must stand fast in the face of that terror. They will advance until our last city falls, but we will not fall. We will prevail. Each of us will be defined by our actions in the coming battle. Stand fast. Stand strong. Stand together. Hackett out.
— Admiral Steven Hackett, Mass Effect 3
General: Brave soldiers of Repliforce, we have all been wrongfully judged as Mavericks by the humans. We cannot suffer this indignity and live in disgrace. We will build our own nation of Reploids. But remember, this is neither about insurrection, or rebellion against our human creators. This is about our liberty and security. We must battle for our own individual rights, and our own survival. Together we will build our own nation, a sanctuary for all Reploids, our own Utopia. Let us forge onward towards a new golden era for the Repliforce.
Colonel: I, too, share the General's sentiment. Take heed, we have no other choice. Let us fight vehemently, with courage and pride, without fear — for we are the Repliforce. The most powerful army in history!
Colonel: I, too, share the General's sentiment. Take heed, we have no other choice. Let us fight vehemently, with courage and pride, without fear — for we are the Repliforce. The most powerful army in history!
Men, George Washington never lost! Jesus never lost! Patton never lost! If winning's good enough for those war heroes, it's damn well good enough for us!
Out of nationalism, ninja have hated each other for many years, from the First to the Third Great Ninja Wars. That hatred bred a lust for power which gave birth to me. I, too, used to be a Jinchuriki, the embodiment of those two vices. I hated this world and all people. I yearned to destroy both. In some ways, I was no different from the Akatsuki. But, one Leaf Ninja stopped me... That ninja cried for me, his enemy. He called me friend, even though we had fiercely battled each other! He saved me! We were both on different sides, but we were both Jinchuriki! There can be no bad blood between those who have experienced the same pain!
There are no enemies here in front of me, for we all bear the pain of having been hurt by the Akatsuki! There is no Sand, no Stone, no Leaf, no Mist, or Cloud! We are all simply ninja! If you still can't forgive the Sand, you can come back and face me when the war is over! That friend who saved me is now a target of our enemy! If he falls into their hands, the world as we know it is finished! I want to protect that friend, and this world!
I am too young, too inexperienced! So please, lend me your strength! All who feel as I do, follow me!
There are no enemies here in front of me, for we all bear the pain of having been hurt by the Akatsuki! There is no Sand, no Stone, no Leaf, no Mist, or Cloud! We are all simply ninja! If you still can't forgive the Sand, you can come back and face me when the war is over! That friend who saved me is now a target of our enemy! If he falls into their hands, the world as we know it is finished! I want to protect that friend, and this world!
I am too young, too inexperienced! So please, lend me your strength! All who feel as I do, follow me!
— Gaara of the Sand, Naruto Shippuden: Ultimate Ninja Storm 3
My fellow Americans... my fellow Saints... today is a day unlike any day that came before it, for on this day, we must administer the biggest smackdown in the history of mankind, and take our freedom back from the anal-probing overlords that oppress us! We will fight them in the skies! We will fight them in the streets! We will fight them in text-based roleplaying adventures! On this day, we free our homies! We free our inhibitions! We free America! And we free the whole fucking planet!
Here we are in the mouth of Hell, and we made it this far by leanin' on each other. That thing may be the key to stoppin' the Queen of Blades, but it's our sweat and blood that'll make it happen. After everything we've been through, past all the fire and fury, the one thing I know is that we can count on each other to get the job done. Or die trying, if that's what it takes. ...Because some things are just worth fighting for.
— James Raynor, StarCraft II: Wings of Liberty
Zeratul: Protoss brethren, heed me! The last twilight has fallen. The galaxy burns around us! The terrans have already been consumed. We are all that stands against the shadow. But if we are to meet our end this day, then we will do so as one! En taro Tassadar!
Selendis: This is the hour of truth, noble templar! Let the enemy know the wrath of Aiur's champions!
Artanis: My brethren, hear me, for there is little time left. All that remains of our race, our civilization, are those that stand beside you now. Trust in each other. Strike as one will. Let our last stand burn a memory so bright we will be remembered forever. En taro Tassadar!
Selendis: This is the hour of truth, noble templar! Let the enemy know the wrath of Aiur's champions!
Artanis: My brethren, hear me, for there is little time left. All that remains of our race, our civilization, are those that stand beside you now. Trust in each other. Strike as one will. Let our last stand burn a memory so bright we will be remembered forever. En taro Tassadar!
— Starcraft II: Wings of Liberty
Horton: Oh, lordy, look at ya, stuffin' your faces full o' bratwursts as you sit in front of your Nazi television boxes, just laughin'! Laughin' at all the lies they've feedin' ya! Laughin' tell ya's chokin'! Well, it ends tonight.
Grace: Oh yeah, it ends tonight. My Brothers and Sisters of the United States of America, tonight, we, the free people of the Resistance ask you to become one of us!
Horton: They's a-lyin'! They's a-lyin', and they's a-threatenin', they's a-torturin', they's a-killin'... They beat ya into submission!
Grace: They beat you!
Horton Th-they made y-your very thoughts a crime!...but iffen tonight, ya gather, speak freely from your hearts...
Grace: Yes!
Horton: ...oh, ya's one of us!
Grace: Right on! And if tonight, we see you on the streets with a knife, or a brick, or just your clinched fist fightin' the powers that be, then you are one of us!
Horton: And iffen tonight, ya look down upon your hands, and they's soaked in the blood of your oppressors, then you...is one of us!
B.J.: If tonight, you hold your babies in your arms, and swear they'll grow up to be free people, then you are one of us.
Grace: Did you forget?! THEY BROUGHT THIS WAR TO OUR SHORES! And then they beat us! They murdered us! They executed us! But guess what? Tonight, they also find out that they fucked with the wrong country! My Brothers and Sisters of the United States of America, when we stand together...ain't nothing, and no one, can take our country from us! Tonight, they burn! Tonight, you are one of us!
Grace: Oh yeah, it ends tonight. My Brothers and Sisters of the United States of America, tonight, we, the free people of the Resistance ask you to become one of us!
Horton: They's a-lyin'! They's a-lyin', and they's a-threatenin', they's a-torturin', they's a-killin'... They beat ya into submission!
Grace: They beat you!
Horton Th-they made y-your very thoughts a crime!...but iffen tonight, ya gather, speak freely from your hearts...
Grace: Yes!
Horton: ...oh, ya's one of us!
Grace: Right on! And if tonight, we see you on the streets with a knife, or a brick, or just your clinched fist fightin' the powers that be, then you are one of us!
Horton: And iffen tonight, ya look down upon your hands, and they's soaked in the blood of your oppressors, then you...is one of us!
B.J.: If tonight, you hold your babies in your arms, and swear they'll grow up to be free people, then you are one of us.
Grace: Did you forget?! THEY BROUGHT THIS WAR TO OUR SHORES! And then they beat us! They murdered us! They executed us! But guess what? Tonight, they also find out that they fucked with the wrong country! My Brothers and Sisters of the United States of America, when we stand together...ain't nothing, and no one, can take our country from us! Tonight, they burn! Tonight, you are one of us!
— Wolfenstein II: The New Colossus (Fergus timeline)
Americans...Americans...wherever you are...I wish I had words of comfort to give you, like the warm winds of this Nazi general sent down from above...but from me, you will not get comfort. Only the cold, agonizing truth...and the truth is, this great nation has been raped, and pillaged, by the greatest enemy of our time.
They asked you to sell your liberty to purchase your safety, to kneel to the new order, to submit to the winds of change, but my fellow Americans, they that sow the wind shall reap the whirlwind! You were born in the land of the free! You fought the kings of old and broke them! You gave your lives for the simplest, but most essential truth of all: "Give me liberty, or give me death!"
In your veins runs the blood of revolutionaries! So tonight, brandish your guns! Your knives! And your fists! Seek out your oppressors, wherever they are, and tell them: we don't want nothing, not a thing from you! Tonight, we show those that sow the wind that we...we are...the whirlwind!
They asked you to sell your liberty to purchase your safety, to kneel to the new order, to submit to the winds of change, but my fellow Americans, they that sow the wind shall reap the whirlwind! You were born in the land of the free! You fought the kings of old and broke them! You gave your lives for the simplest, but most essential truth of all: "Give me liberty, or give me death!"
In your veins runs the blood of revolutionaries! So tonight, brandish your guns! Your knives! And your fists! Seek out your oppressors, wherever they are, and tell them: we don't want nothing, not a thing from you! Tonight, we show those that sow the wind that we...we are...the whirlwind!
— Probst Wyatt III, Wolfenstein II: The New Colossus (Wyatt timeline)
Alright, people. The world got its wakeup call. And now they know the truth: ADVENT is a lie. And their time is up. They've got a full-fledged war on their hands now. While the aliens struggle to contain our world, we're going to make a move on theirs. It won't be easy... but you're used to that. You did what was needed, and never gave up the fight. You are XCOM. And you're gonna end this. Humanity is counting on us, people. Good luck, Commander.
— Central Officer John Bradford, XCOM 2
The Forsaken think we are weak, a broken people. They think we'll roll over like a scared dog... How wrong they are... We will fight them in the fields until the last trench collapses and the last cannon is silenced. We will fight them on the streets until the last shot is fired, and when there is no more ammunition, we'll crush their skulls with the stones that pave our city. We will fight them in the alleys until our knuckles are skinned and bloodied, and our rapiers lay on the ground, shattered. And if we find ourselves surrounded and disarmed, wounded and without hope; we will lift our heads in defiance and spit in their faces... BUT WE WILL NEVER SURRENDER! FOR GILNEAS!
— Prince Liam Greymane, World of Warcraft
My Decepticon brothers, we are united once again! Today we dine on the sparks of all Autobots. Today I will reduce Starscream to a pile of scrap metal. Today we recover the AllSpark, and show the universe what it means to be a Decepticon!
—Megatron Transformers: Decepticons, "Get the Chip", in a villainous example of the trope
It is time. Time to wake up to a new reality. To a blank canvas that I have painted in with warmth and peace. In my new era, the choice is yours. Whether to live in quiet serenity, or bloody strife. To dwell in joyous prosperity, or bitter rivalry. You can face each other as sworn enemies, or united as brothers. For the storm is brewing. And soon you will discover, that even in this new era, one constant remains: There is always something worth fighting for.
—Liu Kang, Mortal Kombat 1 Official Announcement Trailer
Web Animation
Humans didn't do this. We did this. Faunus. We did this to ourselves. We're just as capable of hate and violence as the humans, but I don't think any of us would jump at the chance to point that out. So why are we letting Adam do it for us? By doing nothing and staying silent, we let others speak and act in our place, and if we're not proud of the choices they make, then we have no one to blame but ourselves. This is the message Adam Taurus will bring to the world if no one stops him. But we can stop him! You have to understand that all of you are looking for simple answers to a very complicated problem, and I can't give that to you. I don't know how to make hate go away, I don't. But I know that this kind of violence is not the solution. I understand that to ask you to leave your homes and protect Haven Academy is asking you to put your lives at risk, but that's what's at stake. So I'm going, and I'll stand by myself if I have to!
— Blake Belladonna to the inhabitants of Menagerie, RWBY
Webcomics
JOHN: alright, then let's go.
JOHN: i think we are as ready as we are going to get.
JOHN: we all have weapons, cool powers, a plan of attack, and most importantly of all, each other.
JOHN: never forget, team work is our secret weapon here.
JOHN: probably the most powerful weapon we have!
JOHN: second ONLY, perhaps, to the power of friendship itself.
JOHN: remember that, guys.
JOHN: as long as we have team work, friendship, and cool powers on our side, we can't lose.
JOHN: you are my best friends ever... rose and roxy, and kanaya and terezi, and dave and jade and karkat, and also jane and dirk and jake, and...
ROSE: John.
JOHN: hold on, rose, i'm almost done...
JOHN: and callie, and tavros, and cat rose, and um, the sweaty guy, uh, PROBABLY not the clown in the fridge though... oh, yeah, and even probably vriska.
JOHN: oh, and the mayor! he's great too.
JOHN: did i miss anybody? i think that's it.
JOHN: anyway, i believe in you all, and i know we can do this together.
JOHN: now let's go kick some ass!
JOHN: i think we are as ready as we are going to get.
JOHN: we all have weapons, cool powers, a plan of attack, and most importantly of all, each other.
JOHN: never forget, team work is our secret weapon here.
JOHN: probably the most powerful weapon we have!
JOHN: second ONLY, perhaps, to the power of friendship itself.
JOHN: remember that, guys.
JOHN: as long as we have team work, friendship, and cool powers on our side, we can't lose.
JOHN: you are my best friends ever... rose and roxy, and kanaya and terezi, and dave and jade and karkat, and also jane and dirk and jake, and...
ROSE: John.
JOHN: hold on, rose, i'm almost done...
JOHN: and callie, and tavros, and cat rose, and um, the sweaty guy, uh, PROBABLY not the clown in the fridge though... oh, yeah, and even probably vriska.
JOHN: oh, and the mayor! he's great too.
JOHN: did i miss anybody? i think that's it.
JOHN: anyway, i believe in you all, and i know we can do this together.
JOHN: now let's go kick some ass!
— John Egbert, Homestuck
"That's what she'll do to the world. I always felt like I had this little safety zone, because a lot of the things I cared about...I didn't really care about. I don't really need the perfect shoes. It's just fun to pretend I do. And I could look at her! And not really care. So she fools peons into thinking she's hot, so what? Who'll care in a few years? We're all going to college or startups. Except...so is she. She'll go far in this world. And she'll get whatever she wants...by making dozens, hundreds, of people feel like you feel right now. And we gave her the power. So it will be our fault. Unless... (extends hand to Aggie and pulls her up) Ready to save the world, you post-ironic post-yuppie?"
—Penny, Penny and Aggie, "The Popsicle War: Suicide Run"
Web Original
Oh, hell no! We are not apologizing to them! We are ready for the weird! We thrive on it! We tape our flamethrowers to our pulse rifles, and we make the weird submit! We're going to the library!
— LaFontaine, Carmilla the Series, episode 26
Will you fight?! "No! We will run. And we will live." Shame on you. This could be the greatest night of our lives, but you're going to let it be the worst. And I guarantee a week won't go by in your life you won't regret walking out, letting them get the best of you. Well, I'm not going home. We've come too far! And I'm going to stay right here and fight for this lost cause. A day may come when the courage of men fails... but it is not this day. The line must be drawn here. This far, no further! I'm not saying it's going to be easy. You're going to work harder than you ever worked before. But that's fine, we'll just get tougher with it! If a person grits his teeth and shows real determination, failure is not an option. That's how winning is done! Believe me when I say, we can break this army here and win just one for the Gipper. But I say to you what every warrior has known since the beginning of time: you've got to get mad. I mean plum mad dog mean. If you would be free men, then you must fight to fulfill that promise! Let us cut out their living guts one inch at a time, and they will know what we can do! Let no man forget how menacing we are. We are lions! You're like a big bear, man! This is your time! Seize the day, never surrender, victory or death, that's the Chicago Way! Who's with me? Clap! Clap! Don't let Tink die! Clap! Alright! Let's fly! And gentlemen in England now abed shall know my name is the Lord when I tell our enemies that they may take our lives, but they'll never take our Independence Day!
Right now, pretty much, the easiest thing I could do is quit. But we're not going anywhere! You don't just give up halfway through; that's not the point! The point is the challenge; the path...the road to victory. If you don't have that, then it doesn't mean anything! And if you don't lose something along the way, then you don't deserve it! We've lost many, but now we have to keep what's important in mind. We need hope. We need to believe...and believe that THERE IS SOMETHING BETTER OUT THERE! BECAUSE I'LL BE DAMNED IF MONSTERS LIKE THIS CAN ROAM FREE! AND IN THE END, I HAVE THE ONE THING THAT'S NEEDED TO WIN THIS FIGHT—THE ONE THING HE'LL NEVER HAVE! I FIGHT FOR MY GOD DAMN FRIENDS! LET'S GO!!! (Asura grabs Oni by his face) I AM SICK OF YOUR BULLSHIT! (Oni is flung away, Asura runs past him and tees up) WE'RE GOING IN NOW! AND THERE'S NO! TURNING! BACK! (Asura punches Oni into a far-off crater wall as the chorus to Dare plays)
— Maximillian Dood, Boss Rage: Evil Ryu & Oni
Producer: Are those villagers gonna fight?
Screenwriter: A lot of them are, yeah cause' two or three times per episode somebody stands up and gets an inspirational speech.
Producer: Kind of a lot of speeches.
Screenwriter: It is a lot of speeches, but what, are we supposed to just stand around and not listen to a bunch of speeches? No! Today is when he take our stand!
Producer: What are you even talking about?
Screenwriter: I don't even know. I've written so many of those my brain is basically mush at this point.
Screenwriter: A lot of them are, yeah cause' two or three times per episode somebody stands up and gets an inspirational speech.
Producer: Kind of a lot of speeches.
Screenwriter: It is a lot of speeches, but what, are we supposed to just stand around and not listen to a bunch of speeches? No! Today is when he take our stand!
Producer: What are you even talking about?
Screenwriter: I don't even know. I've written so many of those my brain is basically mush at this point.
Western Animation
Destiny is a gift. Some go their entire lives, living existence as a quiet desperation. Never learning the truth that what feels as though a burden pushing down upon our shoulders, is actually, a sense of purpose that lifts us to greater heights. Never forget that fear is but the precursor to valour, that to strive and triumph in the face of fear, is what is means to be a hero. Don't think, Master Jim. Become!
— Blinky, Trollhunters, "Becoming: Part 2"
Look, it's time we stop trying to be so "perfect" and be who we really are. We're crazed, angry, sweaty animals! We're not unicorns, we're WOMEN! AND WE TAKE WHAT WE WANT!
— Wendy, Gravity Falls, "The Last Mabelcorn"
ENOUGH! Because of you, I almost lost my way, but every creature here has reminded me of the true power of friendship. There will always be darkness in the world, but there will also always be those who find the light! The Pillars knew this; That's why they created the Elements of Harmony. The Elements showed me and my friends how strong our friendship could be. Together, we worked to bring harmony to Equestria! But there will always be more to do, which is why we teach others about the magic of friendship — others who will continue our mission after we are gone. Now I truly understand — the Elements were just symbols. The real magic has always been right here, and the more who understand how powerful friendship is, the stronger we will all be... Together!!
— Twilight Sparkle, My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic, "The Ending of the End - Part 2"
Robin: Back at the Tower, when Raven knocked us out, the last thing I heard was her voice. It said, "Be safe." She did something. Something that protected us from Trigon.
Cyborg: As if it matters. Look around, there's nothing left. What's the point?
Robin: Hope, that's the point. As long as we're still here, we still have a chance. And that's why we're going to keep fighting. For Raven.
Cyborg: As if it matters. Look around, there's nothing left. What's the point?
Robin: Hope, that's the point. As long as we're still here, we still have a chance. And that's why we're going to keep fighting. For Raven.
— ''Teen Titans (2003)", "The End - Part 2"
Real Life
But now, it is not as a woman descended from noble ancestry, but as one of the people that I am avenging lost freedom, my scourged, and marked body, the outraged chastity of my daughters. Roman lust has gone so far that not our very person, nor even age or virginity, are left unpolluted. But heaven is on the side of a righteous vengeance; a legion which dared to fight has perished; the rest are hiding themselves in their camp, or are thinking anxiously of flight. They will not sustain even the din and the shout of so many thousands, much less our charge and our blows. If you weigh well the strength of the armies, and the causes of the war, you will see that in this battle you must conquer or die. This is a woman's resolve; as for men, they may live and be slaves, and captive.
— Boudica's final speech to her army before its defeat, 60
Ignore the racket made by these savages. There are more women than men in their ranks. They are not soldiers - they're not even properly equipped. We've beaten them before and when they see our weapons and feel our spirit, they'll crack. Stick together. Throw the javelins, then push forward: knock them down with your shields and finish them off with your swords. Forget about plunder. Just win and you'll have everything.
— General Gaius Suetonius Paulinus before ending the Boudican Revolt
My lords, the present occasion is too serious to allow me to follow the convention that a woman should not speak in a man's council. Those whose interests are threatened by extreme danger should think only of the wisest course of action, not of conventions. In my opinion, flight is not the right course, even if it should bring us to safety. It is impossible for a person, having been born into this world, not to die; but for one who has reigned it is intolerable to be a fugitive. May I never be deprived of this purple robe, and may I never see the day when those who meet me do not call me empress. If you wish to save yourself, my lord, there is no difficulty. We are rich; over there is the sea, and yonder are the ships. Yet reflect for a moment whether, when you have once escaped to a place of security, you would not gladly exchange such safety for death. As for me, I agree with the adage that the royal purple is the noblest shroud.
— Empress Theodora (attributed) convincing her husband to stay and fight during the Nika riots, 532
Imagawa has 40,000 men marching toward this place? I don't believe that. He only has 25,000 soldiers. Yes, that is still too many. So, Sado, you want me to surrender. What if we do surrender? Will you get content with losing your life that way? Or what if we hold on like Katsuie wants me to? What if we stay here in this castle, lock it up, and wait until the Imagawas lose appetite and stop the siege and go home? We will be able to prolong our lives for five or ten days, and what we cannot defend will still be undefendable. We are at the bottom of the pit, you know. And our fate is interesting. Of course the misery is too great, too. But this is how I see it: this is a chance in a lifetime. I can't afford to miss this. Do you really want to spend your entire lives praying for longevity? We were born in order to die! Whoever is with me, come to the battlefield tomorrow morning. Whoever is not, just stay wherever you are and watch me win it!
— Oda Nobunaga (attributed) before the Battle of Okehazama, June 1560
My loving people, we have been persuaded by some, that are careful of our safety, to take heed how we commit ourselves to armed multitudes, for fear of treachery; but I assure you, I do not desire to live to distrust my faithful and loving people. Let tyrants fear; I have always so behaved myself that, under God, I have placed my chiefest strength and safeguard in the loyal hearts and good will of my subjects. And therefore I am come amongst you at this time, not as for my recreation or sport, but being resolved, in the midst and heat of the battle, to live or die amongst you all; to lay down, for my God, and for my kingdom, and for my people, my honor and my blood, even the dust. I know I have but the body of a weak and feeble woman; but I have the heart of a king, and of a king of England, too; and think foul scorn that Parma or Spain, or any prince of Europe, should dare to invade the borders of my realms: to which, rather than any dishonor should grow by me, I myself will take up arms; I myself will be your general, judge, and rewarder of every one of your virtues in the field. I know already, by your forwardness, that you have deserved rewards and crowns; and we do assure you, on the word of a prince, they shall be duly paid you. In the mean my lieutenant general shall be in my stead, than whom never prince commanded a more noble and worthy subject; not doubting by your obedience to my general, by your concord in the camp, and by your valor in the field, we shall shortly have a famous victory over the enemies of my God, of my kingdom, and of my people.
— Queen Elizabeth I prior to the defeat of the Spanish Armada, August 8, 1588
Ihr verfluchten Racker, wollt ihr denn ewig leben?
(You damned bastards, do you want to live forever?)
(You damned bastards, do you want to live forever?)
— Frederick the Great rallying fleeing Prussin troops at the Battle of Kolin, June 18, 1757
The time is now near at hand which must probably determine whether Americans are to be freemen or slaves; whether they are to have any property they can call their own; whether their houses and farms are to be pillaged and destroyed, and themselves consigned to a state of wretchedness from which no human efforts will deliver them. The fate of unborn millions will now depend, under God, on the courage and conduct of this army. Our cruel and unrelenting enemy leaves us only the choice of brave resistance, or the most abject submission. We have, therefore, to resolve to conquer or die.
Our own Country's Honor all call upon us for a vigorous and manly exertion, and if we now shamefully fail, we shall become infamous to the whole world. Let us therefore rely upon the goodness of the Cause, and the aid of the supreme Being, in whose hands Victory is, to animate and encourage us to great and noble Actions - The Eyes of all our Countrymen are now upon us, and we shall have their blessings, and praises, if happily we are the instruments of saving them from the Tyranny meditated against them. Let us therefore animate and encourage each other, and shew the whole world, that a Freeman contending for Liberty on his own ground is superior to any slavish mercenary on earth.
Our own Country's Honor all call upon us for a vigorous and manly exertion, and if we now shamefully fail, we shall become infamous to the whole world. Let us therefore rely upon the goodness of the Cause, and the aid of the supreme Being, in whose hands Victory is, to animate and encourage us to great and noble Actions - The Eyes of all our Countrymen are now upon us, and we shall have their blessings, and praises, if happily we are the instruments of saving them from the Tyranny meditated against them. Let us therefore animate and encourage each other, and shew the whole world, that a Freeman contending for Liberty on his own ground is superior to any slavish mercenary on earth.
— General George Washington addressing the Continental Army before the Battle of Long Island, August 27, 1776
My brave fellows, you have done all I asked you to do, and more than can be reasonably expected; but your country is at stake, your wives, your houses and all that you hold dear. You have worn yourselves out with fatigues and hardships, but we know not how to spare you. If you will consent to stay one month longer, you will render that service to the cause of liberty, and to your country, which you probably can never do under any other circumstances.
— George Washington encouraging his men to re-enlist after a harsh winter campaign, December 31, 1776
My Lords, I rejoice that the grave has not closed upon me; that I am still alive to lift up my voice against the dismemberment of this ancient and most noble monarchy! Pressed down as I am by the hand of infirmity, I am little able to assist my country in this most perilous conjuncture; but, my Lords, while I have sense and memory, I will never consent to deprive the royal offspring of the House of Brunswick, the heirs of the Princess Sophia, of their fairest inheritance. Where is the man that will dare to advise such a measure? My Lords, his Majesty succeeded to an empire as great in extent as its reputation was unsullied. Shall we tarnish the lustre of this nation by an ignominious surrender of its rights and fairest possessions? Shall this great kingdom, that has survived, whole and entire, the Danish depredations, the Scottish inroads, and the Norman conquest; that has stood the threatened invasion of the Spanish Armada, now fall prostrate before the House of Bourbon? Surely, my Lords, this nation is no longer what it was! Shall a people, that seventeen years ago was the terror of the world, now stoop so low as to tell its ancient inveterate enemy, take all we have, only give us peace? It is impossible! [...] My Lords, any state is better than despair. Let us at least make one effort; and if we must fall, let us fall like men!
— William Pitt, 1st Earl of Chatham, to the House of Lords, April 7, 1778 (a speech so powerful, in fact, that it killed him - he collapsed after it and died of a stroke a month later)
Retreat? No retreat today! Victory or Death!
— General Jean-Baptiste Jourdan at the Battle of Fleurus, June 26, 1794
It is not that addresses at the opening of a battle make the soldiers brave. The old veterans scarcely hear them, and recruits forget them at the first boom of the cannon. Their usefulness lies in their effect on the course of the campaign, in neutralizing rumors and false reports, in maintaining a good spirit in the camp, and in furnishing matter for camp-fire talk. The printed order of the day should fulfill these different ends.
Forward! Remember that from those monuments yonder forty centuries look down upon you.
— Napoleon before the Battle of the Pyramids, July 21, 1798
England Expects That Every Man Will Do His Duty.
— Admiral Horatio Nelson's signal to his fleet before the Battle of Trafalgar, October 21, 1805
Damn you gentlemen, I see skulkers, I'll have none here. Come on, you volunteers, come on. You volunteered to be killed for love of country, and now you can be. You are only damned volunteers. I'm only a soldier, and don't want to be killed, but you came to be killed and now you can be.
— General Charles Ferguson Smith during the Battle of Fort Donelson, February 1862
Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.
Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.
But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate - we can not consecrate - we can not hallow - this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us - that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion - that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain - that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom - and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.
Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.
But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate - we can not consecrate - we can not hallow - this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us - that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion - that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain - that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom - and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.
— President Abraham Lincoln's Gettsyburg Address, November 19, 1863
At exactly three on the clock, the enemy is to be broken by your forceful charge, blown apart with bomb and bayonet. The honor of Belgrade, our capital, will remain untarnished! Soldiers, heroes! The high command has erased our battalion from the official roster.Our battalion has been sacrificed for the honor of the fatherland and of Belgrade. You needn't fear for your lives, for they are already over. Go, go forth into glory! For king and country! Long live the king, long live Belgrade!
— Lieutenant-Major Dragutin Gavrilović during the defense of Belgrade, October 7, 1915
during the defense of Belgrade, October 7, 1915Retreat, hell! We just got here!
— Captain Lloyd W. Williams relieving French troops ordering him to flee, June 2, 1918
This is preeminently the time to speak the truth, the whole truth, frankly and boldly. Nor need we shrink from honestly facing conditions in our country today. This great Nation will endure as it has endured, will revive and will prosper. So, first of all, let me assert my firm belief that the only thing we have to fear is fear itself - nameless, unreasoning, unjustified terror which paralyzes needed efforts to convert retreat into advance. In every dark hour of our national life a leadership of frankness and vigor has met with that understanding and support of the people themselves which is essential to victory.
With gratitude for the past and confidence in the future we range ourselves without fear beside Britain. Where she goes, we go; where she stands, we stand. We are only a small and young nation, but we march with a union of hearts and souls to a common destiny.
— Prime Minister Michael Joseph Savage of New Zealand, declaring war on Nazi Germany in support of the United Kingdom, September 3, 1939
I hope that any of my friends and colleagues, or former colleagues, who are affected by the political reconstruction, will make allowance, all allowance, for any lack of ceremony with which it has been necessary to act. I would say to the House, as I said to those who have joined this government: "I have nothing to offer but blood, toil, tears and sweat."
We have before us an ordeal of the most grievous kind. We have before us many, many long months of struggle and of suffering. You ask, what is our policy? I can say: It is to wage war, by sea, land and air, with all our might and with all the strength that God can give us; to wage war against a monstrous tyranny, never surpassed in the dark, lamentable catalogue of human crime. That is our policy. You ask, what is our aim?
I can answer in one word: It is victory, victory at all costs, victory in spite of all error, victory, however long and hard the road may be; for without victory, there is no survival. Let that be realised; no survival for the British Empire, no survival for all that the British Empire has stood for, no survival for the urge and impulse of the ages, that mankind will move forward towards its goal. But I take up my task with buoyancy and hope. I feel sure that our cause will not be suffered to fail among men. At this time I feel entitled to claim the aid of all, and I say, "come then, let us go forward together with our united strength."
We have before us an ordeal of the most grievous kind. We have before us many, many long months of struggle and of suffering. You ask, what is our policy? I can say: It is to wage war, by sea, land and air, with all our might and with all the strength that God can give us; to wage war against a monstrous tyranny, never surpassed in the dark, lamentable catalogue of human crime. That is our policy. You ask, what is our aim?
I can answer in one word: It is victory, victory at all costs, victory in spite of all error, victory, however long and hard the road may be; for without victory, there is no survival. Let that be realised; no survival for the British Empire, no survival for all that the British Empire has stood for, no survival for the urge and impulse of the ages, that mankind will move forward towards its goal. But I take up my task with buoyancy and hope. I feel sure that our cause will not be suffered to fail among men. At this time I feel entitled to claim the aid of all, and I say, "come then, let us go forward together with our united strength."
— Prime Minister Winston Churchill to the House of Commons, May 13, 1940
I have, myself, full confidence that if all do their duty, if nothing is neglected, and if the best arrangements are made, as they are being made, we shall prove ourselves once again able to defend our Island home, to ride out the storm of war, and to outlive the menace of tyranny, if necessary for years, if necessary alone.
At any rate, that is what we are going to try to do. That is the resolve of His Majesty's Government - every man of them. That is the will of Parliament and the nation.
The British Empire and the French Republic, linked together in their cause and in their need, will defend to the death their native soil, aiding each other like good comrades to the utmost of their strength.
Even though large tracts of Europe and many old and famous States have fallen or may fall into the grip of the Gestapo and all the odious apparatus of Nazi rule, we shall not flag or fail.
We shall go on to the end, we shall fight in France, we shall fight on the seas and oceans, we shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the air, we shall defend our Island, whatever the cost may be, we shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight on the landing grounds, we shall fight in the fields and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills; we shall never surrender, and even if, which I do not for a moment believe, this Island or a large part of it were subjugated and starving, then our Empire beyond the seas, armed and guarded by the British Fleet, would carry on the struggle, until, in God's good time, the New World, with all its power and might, steps forth to the rescue and the liberation of the old.
At any rate, that is what we are going to try to do. That is the resolve of His Majesty's Government - every man of them. That is the will of Parliament and the nation.
The British Empire and the French Republic, linked together in their cause and in their need, will defend to the death their native soil, aiding each other like good comrades to the utmost of their strength.
Even though large tracts of Europe and many old and famous States have fallen or may fall into the grip of the Gestapo and all the odious apparatus of Nazi rule, we shall not flag or fail.
We shall go on to the end, we shall fight in France, we shall fight on the seas and oceans, we shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the air, we shall defend our Island, whatever the cost may be, we shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight on the landing grounds, we shall fight in the fields and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills; we shall never surrender, and even if, which I do not for a moment believe, this Island or a large part of it were subjugated and starving, then our Empire beyond the seas, armed and guarded by the British Fleet, would carry on the struggle, until, in God's good time, the New World, with all its power and might, steps forth to the rescue and the liberation of the old.
— Winston Churchill after the evacuation from Dunkirk, June 4, 1940
But as it is, I am happy to inform the House that our fighter strength is stronger at the present time relatively to the Germans, who have suffered terrible losses, than it has ever been; and consequently we believe ourselves possessed of the capacity to continue the war in the air under better conditions than we have ever experienced before. I look forward confidently to the exploits of our fighter pilots — these splendid men, this brilliant youth — who will have the glory of saving their native land, their island home, and all they love, from the most deadly of all attacks.
[...] What General Weygand called the Battle of France is over. I expect that the Battle of Britain is about to begin. Upon this battle depends the survival of Christian civilization. Upon it depends our own British life, and the long continuity of our institutions and our Empire. The whole fury and might of the enemy must very soon be turned on us.
Hitler knows that he will have to break us in this Island or lose the war. If we can stand up to him, all Europe may be free and the life of the world may move forward into broad, sunlit uplands. But if we fail, then the whole world, including the United States, including all that we have known and cared for, will sink into the abyss of a new Dark Age made more sinister, and perhaps more protracted, by the lights of perverted science.
Let us therefore brace ourselves to our duties, and so bear ourselves that if the British Empire and its Commonwealth last for a thousand years, men will still say, "This was their finest hour."
[...] What General Weygand called the Battle of France is over. I expect that the Battle of Britain is about to begin. Upon this battle depends the survival of Christian civilization. Upon it depends our own British life, and the long continuity of our institutions and our Empire. The whole fury and might of the enemy must very soon be turned on us.
Hitler knows that he will have to break us in this Island or lose the war. If we can stand up to him, all Europe may be free and the life of the world may move forward into broad, sunlit uplands. But if we fail, then the whole world, including the United States, including all that we have known and cared for, will sink into the abyss of a new Dark Age made more sinister, and perhaps more protracted, by the lights of perverted science.
Let us therefore brace ourselves to our duties, and so bear ourselves that if the British Empire and its Commonwealth last for a thousand years, men will still say, "This was their finest hour."
— Winston Churchill after the fall of France, June 18, 1940
The leaders who, for many years, have been at the head of the French armies have formed a government. This government, alleging the defeat of our armies, has made contact with the enemy in order to stop the fighting. It is true, we were, we are, overwhelmed by the mechanical, ground and air forces of the enemy. Infinitely more than their number, it is the tanks, the aeroplanes, the tactics of the Germans which are causing us to retreat. It was the tanks, the aeroplanes, the tactics of the Germans that surprised our leaders to the point of bringing them to where they are today.
But has the last word been said? Must hope disappear? Is defeat final? No!
Believe me, I who am speaking to you with full knowledge of the facts, and who tell you that nothing is lost for France. The same means that overcame us can bring us victory one day. For France is not alone! She is not alone! She is not alone! She has a vast Empire behind her. She can align with the British Empire that holds the sea and continues the fight. She can, like England, use without limit the immense industry of the United States.
This war is not limited to the unfortunate territory of our country. This war is not over as a result of the Battle of France. This war is a worldwide war. All the mistakes, all the delays, all the suffering, do not alter the fact that there are, in the world, all the means necessary to crush our enemies one day. Vanquished today by mechanical force, in the future we will be able to overcome by a superior mechanical force. The fate of the world depends on it.
I, General de Gaulle, currently in London, invite the officers and the French soldiers who are located in British territory or who might end up here, with their weapons or without their weapons, I invite the engineers and the specialised workers of the armament industries who are located in British territory or who might end up here, to put themselves in contact with me.
Whatever happens, the flame of the French resistance must not be extinguished and will not be extinguished. Tomorrow, as today, I will speak on the radio from London.
But has the last word been said? Must hope disappear? Is defeat final? No!
Believe me, I who am speaking to you with full knowledge of the facts, and who tell you that nothing is lost for France. The same means that overcame us can bring us victory one day. For France is not alone! She is not alone! She is not alone! She has a vast Empire behind her. She can align with the British Empire that holds the sea and continues the fight. She can, like England, use without limit the immense industry of the United States.
This war is not limited to the unfortunate territory of our country. This war is not over as a result of the Battle of France. This war is a worldwide war. All the mistakes, all the delays, all the suffering, do not alter the fact that there are, in the world, all the means necessary to crush our enemies one day. Vanquished today by mechanical force, in the future we will be able to overcome by a superior mechanical force. The fate of the world depends on it.
I, General de Gaulle, currently in London, invite the officers and the French soldiers who are located in British territory or who might end up here, with their weapons or without their weapons, I invite the engineers and the specialised workers of the armament industries who are located in British territory or who might end up here, to put themselves in contact with me.
Whatever happens, the flame of the French resistance must not be extinguished and will not be extinguished. Tomorrow, as today, I will speak on the radio from London.
— Brigadier General Charles de Gaulle, June 18, 1940
Yesterday, December 7, 1941 - a date which will live in infamy - the United States of America was suddenly and deliberately attacked by naval and air forces of the Empire of Japan.
[...] Yesterday the Japanese Government also launched an attack against Malaya. Last night Japanese forces attacked Hong Kong. Last night Japanese forces attacked Guam. Last night Japanese forces attacked the Philippine Islands. Last night the Japanese attacked Wake Island. This morning the Japanese attacked Midway Island.
Japan has, therefore, undertaken a surprise offensive extending throughout the Pacific area. The facts of yesterday speak for themselves.
Always will we remember the character of the onslaught against us. No matter how long it may take us to overcome this premeditated invasion, the American people in their righteous might will win through to absolute victory.
I believe I interpret the will of the Congress and of the people when I assert that we will not only defend ourselves to the uttermost but will make very certain that this form of treachery shall never endanger us again.
Hostilities exist. There is no blinking at the fact that our people, our territory and our interests are in grave danger.
With confidence in our armed forces - with the unbounded determination of our people - we will gain the inevitable triumph - so help us God.
[...] Yesterday the Japanese Government also launched an attack against Malaya. Last night Japanese forces attacked Hong Kong. Last night Japanese forces attacked Guam. Last night Japanese forces attacked the Philippine Islands. Last night the Japanese attacked Wake Island. This morning the Japanese attacked Midway Island.
Japan has, therefore, undertaken a surprise offensive extending throughout the Pacific area. The facts of yesterday speak for themselves.
Always will we remember the character of the onslaught against us. No matter how long it may take us to overcome this premeditated invasion, the American people in their righteous might will win through to absolute victory.
I believe I interpret the will of the Congress and of the people when I assert that we will not only defend ourselves to the uttermost but will make very certain that this form of treachery shall never endanger us again.
Hostilities exist. There is no blinking at the fact that our people, our territory and our interests are in grave danger.
With confidence in our armed forces - with the unbounded determination of our people - we will gain the inevitable triumph - so help us God.
— Franklin D. Roosevelt's "Day of Infamy" speech, December 8, 1941
speech, December 8, 1941Here are excerpts from three letters found on killed Germans.
Superintendent Reinhardt writes to Lieutenant Otto von Schirach: "The French were taken to the factory. I've chosen six Russians from the Minsk Region. They are much more enduring than the French. Only one of them died, the rest continue to work in the field and on the farm. Their upkeep costs absolutely nothing, so we don't have to worry that these beasts, whose children could be killing our soldiers right now, eat German bread. Yesterday I lightly punished two Russian bastards who secretly drank skim milk that was for the pigs..."
Matheas Zimlich writes to his brother, Gefreiter Heinrich Zimlich: "In Leiden there is a camp for Russians where you can see them. They don't fear weapons, but we talk to them with a good whipping..."
A certain Otto Essmann writes to Lieutenant Helmut Weigand: "We have some captive Russians here. These freaks eat worms, they eat from the rubbish bin. I saw them eat grass. And to think these are humans!"
These slavers want to turn our people into slaves. They bring Russians to their country, mock them, drive them to madness with hunger, to the point of eating grass and worms, and a filthy German with a rotten cigar in his mouth philosophises: "Are these even people?"
We know everything. We remember everything. We understand: Germans are not people. Henceforth, the word "German" is the deadliest curse. Henceforth, the word "German" discharges rifles. We shall not talk. We shall not resent. We shall kill. If you haven't killed a single German in a day, your day is wasted. If you think your comrade will kill your German for you, you underestimate the threat. If you don't kill a German, the German will kill you. He will take all yours and he will torture them in his damned Germany. If you can't kill a German with a bullet, kill him with a bayonet. If all is calm on your part of the front, if you are waiting for the battle, kill a German before the battle. If you let a German live, the German will hang a Russian man and disgrace a Russian woman. If you've already killed a German, kill another one - there's nothing more amusing for us than German corpses.
Don't count days. Don't count miles. Count only the Germans you've killed.
"Kill the German!" begs your old mother.
"Kill the German!" prays your child.
"Kill the German!" cries your Russian land.
Don't miss.
Don't let up.
Kill!
Superintendent Reinhardt writes to Lieutenant Otto von Schirach: "The French were taken to the factory. I've chosen six Russians from the Minsk Region. They are much more enduring than the French. Only one of them died, the rest continue to work in the field and on the farm. Their upkeep costs absolutely nothing, so we don't have to worry that these beasts, whose children could be killing our soldiers right now, eat German bread. Yesterday I lightly punished two Russian bastards who secretly drank skim milk that was for the pigs..."
Matheas Zimlich writes to his brother, Gefreiter Heinrich Zimlich: "In Leiden there is a camp for Russians where you can see them. They don't fear weapons, but we talk to them with a good whipping..."
A certain Otto Essmann writes to Lieutenant Helmut Weigand: "We have some captive Russians here. These freaks eat worms, they eat from the rubbish bin. I saw them eat grass. And to think these are humans!"
These slavers want to turn our people into slaves. They bring Russians to their country, mock them, drive them to madness with hunger, to the point of eating grass and worms, and a filthy German with a rotten cigar in his mouth philosophises: "Are these even people?"
We know everything. We remember everything. We understand: Germans are not people. Henceforth, the word "German" is the deadliest curse. Henceforth, the word "German" discharges rifles. We shall not talk. We shall not resent. We shall kill. If you haven't killed a single German in a day, your day is wasted. If you think your comrade will kill your German for you, you underestimate the threat. If you don't kill a German, the German will kill you. He will take all yours and he will torture them in his damned Germany. If you can't kill a German with a bullet, kill him with a bayonet. If all is calm on your part of the front, if you are waiting for the battle, kill a German before the battle. If you let a German live, the German will hang a Russian man and disgrace a Russian woman. If you've already killed a German, kill another one - there's nothing more amusing for us than German corpses.
Don't count days. Don't count miles. Count only the Germans you've killed.
"Kill the German!" begs your old mother.
"Kill the German!" prays your child.
"Kill the German!" cries your Russian land.
Don't miss.
Don't let up.
Kill!
— Soviet propagandist Ilya Ehrenburg, "Kill," 1942
Soldiers, Sailors and Airmen of the Allied Expeditionary Force! You are about to embark upon the Great Crusade, toward which we have striven these many months. The eyes of the world are upon you. The hopes and prayers of liberty-loving people everywhere march with you. In company with our brave Allies and brothers-in-arms on other Fronts, you will bring about the destruction of the German war machine, the elimination of Nazi tyranny over the oppressed peoples of Europe, and security for ourselves in a free world.
Your task will not be an easy one. Your enemy is well trained, well equipped and battle hardened. He will fight savagely. But this is the year 1944! Much has happened since the Nazi triumphs of 1940-41. The United Nations have inflicted upon the Germans great defeats, in open battle, man-to-man. Our air offensive has seriously reduced their strength in the air and their capacity to wage war on the ground. Our Home Fronts have given us an overwhelming superiority in weapons and munitions of war, and placed at our disposal great reserves of trained fighting men. The tide has turned! The free men of the world are marching together to Victory!
I have full confidence in your courage and devotion to duty and skill in battle. We will accept nothing less than full Victory! Good luck! And let us beseech the blessing of Almighty God upon this great and noble undertaking.
Your task will not be an easy one. Your enemy is well trained, well equipped and battle hardened. He will fight savagely. But this is the year 1944! Much has happened since the Nazi triumphs of 1940-41. The United Nations have inflicted upon the Germans great defeats, in open battle, man-to-man. Our air offensive has seriously reduced their strength in the air and their capacity to wage war on the ground. Our Home Fronts have given us an overwhelming superiority in weapons and munitions of war, and placed at our disposal great reserves of trained fighting men. The tide has turned! The free men of the world are marching together to Victory!
I have full confidence in your courage and devotion to duty and skill in battle. We will accept nothing less than full Victory! Good luck! And let us beseech the blessing of Almighty God upon this great and noble undertaking.
— General Dwight D. Eisenhower as Supreme Commander of Allies Forces in Europe, Order of the Day for June 2, 1944, unsealed for the D-Day landings
Sure, we want to go home. We want this war over with. The quickest way to get it over with is to go get the bastards who started it. The quicker they are whipped, the quicker we can go home. The shortest way home is through Berlin and Tokyo. And when we get to Berlin, I am personally going to shoot that paper hanging son-of-a-bitch Hitler. Just like I'd shoot a snake!
— General George S. Patton, Speech to the Third Army, June 5, 1944
There are two kinds of people who are staying on this beach; the dead and those who are going to die! Now let's get the hell out of here!
— Colonel George A. Taylor on Omaha Beach, June 6, 1944
Follow my ass as if you can have it!
— Aleksandra Samusenko (attributed), the only female tanker in the Soviet 1st Guards Tank Army
(attributed), the only female tanker in the Soviet 1st Guards Tank ArmyI believe that this nation should commit itself to achieving the goal, before this decade is out, of landing a man on the Moon and returning him safely to the earth. No single space project in this period will be more impressive to mankind, or more important for the long-range exploration of space; and none will be so difficult or expensive to accomplish. We propose to accelerate the development of the appropriate lunar space craft. We propose to develop alternate liquid and solid fuel boosters, much larger than any now being developed, until certain which is superior. We propose additional funds for other engine development and for unmanned explorations — explorations which are particularly important for one purpose which this nation will never overlook: the survival of the man who first makes this daring flight. But in a very real sense, it will not be one man going to the moon — if we make this judgment affirmatively, it will be an entire nation. For all of us must work to put him there.
—John F. Kennedy, Address to Joint Session of Congress, May 25, 1961
We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of Now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God's children.
[...] And so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal."
I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.
I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.
I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of "interposition" and "nullification" - one day right there in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.
I have a dream today!
[...] And so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal."
I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.
I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.
I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of "interposition" and "nullification" - one day right there in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.
I have a dream today!
Africans want to be paid a living wage. Africans want to perform work which they are capable of doing, and not work which the Government declares them to be capable of. Africans want to be allowed to live where they obtain work, and not be endorsed out of an area because they were not born there. Africans want to be allowed to own land in places where they work, and not to be obliged to live in rented houses which they can never call their own. Africans want to be part of the general population, and not confined to living in their own ghettoes. African men want to have their wives and children to live with them where they work, and not be forced into an unnatural existence in men's hostels. African women want to be with their menfolk and not be left permanently widowed in the Reserves. Africans want to be allowed out after eleven o'clock at night and not to be confined to their rooms like little children. Africans want to be allowed to travel in their own country and to seek work where they want to and not where the Labor Bureau tells them to. Africans want a just share in the whole of South Africa; they want security and a stake in society.
Above all, we want equal political rights, because without them our disabilities will be permanent. I know this sounds revolutionary to the whites in this country, because the majority of voters will be Africans. This makes the white man fear democracy.
But this fear cannot be allowed to stand in the way of the only solution which will guarantee racial harmony and freedom for all. It is not true that the enfranchisement of all will result in racial domination. Political division, based on color, is entirely artificial and, when it disappears, so will the domination of one color group by another. The [Africal National Congress] has spent half a century fighting against racialism. When it triumphs it will not change that policy.
This then is what the ANC is fighting. Their struggle is a truly national one. It is a struggle of the African people, inspired by their own suffering and their own experience. It is a struggle for the right to live.
During my lifetime I have dedicated myself to this struggle of the African people. I have fought against white domination, and I have fought against black domination. I have cherished the ideal of a democratic and free society in which all persons live together in harmony and with equal opportunities. It is an ideal which I hope to live for and to achieve. But if needs be, it is an ideal for which I am prepared to die.
Above all, we want equal political rights, because without them our disabilities will be permanent. I know this sounds revolutionary to the whites in this country, because the majority of voters will be Africans. This makes the white man fear democracy.
But this fear cannot be allowed to stand in the way of the only solution which will guarantee racial harmony and freedom for all. It is not true that the enfranchisement of all will result in racial domination. Political division, based on color, is entirely artificial and, when it disappears, so will the domination of one color group by another. The [Africal National Congress] has spent half a century fighting against racialism. When it triumphs it will not change that policy.
This then is what the ANC is fighting. Their struggle is a truly national one. It is a struggle of the African people, inspired by their own suffering and their own experience. It is a struggle for the right to live.
During my lifetime I have dedicated myself to this struggle of the African people. I have fought against white domination, and I have fought against black domination. I have cherished the ideal of a democratic and free society in which all persons live together in harmony and with equal opportunities. It is an ideal which I hope to live for and to achieve. But if needs be, it is an ideal for which I am prepared to die.
And then I got to Memphis. And some began to say the threats, or talk about the threats that were out. What would happen to me from some of our sick white brothers? Well, I don't know what will happen now. We've got some difficult days ahead. But it doesn't matter with me now. Because I've been to the mountaintop. And I don't mind. Like anybody, I would like to live a long life. Longevity has its place. But I'm not concerned about that now. I just want to do God's will. And He's allowed me to go up to the mountain. And I've looked over. And I've seen the promised land. I may not get there with you. But I want you to know tonight, that we, as a people, will get to the promised land. So I'm happy, tonight. I'm not worried about anything. I'm not fearing any man. Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord.
— Dr. Martin Luther King Jr, April 3, 1968, a day before his death
Okay, listen up. When you leave this room, you must leave believing that this crew is coming home. I don't give a damn about the odds and I don't give a damn that we've never done anything like this before. Flight Control will never lose an American in space. You've got to believe, your people have got to believe, that this crew is coming home. Now let's get going!
— Flight Director Gene Kranz during the Apollo 13 mission, April 1970
Don't give up. Don't ever give up.
[...]
They got that screen up there flashing [wrap it up in] 30 seconds, like I care about that screen. I got tumors all over my body and I'm worried about some guy in the back going "30 seconds."
[...]
Cancer can take away all of my physical abilities. It cannot touch my mind, it cannot touch my heart, and it cannot touch my soul. And those three things are going to carry on forever. I thank you and God bless you all.
[...]
They got that screen up there flashing [wrap it up in] 30 seconds, like I care about that screen. I got tumors all over my body and I'm worried about some guy in the back going "30 seconds."
[...]
Cancer can take away all of my physical abilities. It cannot touch my mind, it cannot touch my heart, and it cannot touch my soul. And those three things are going to carry on forever. I thank you and God bless you all.
— Jim Valvano at the 1993 ESPY Awards, a month before his death
, a month before his deathAny of you ever watch the Rambo movies? Because that's what this is. Sure, we're going in guns blazing, fucking up anyone who gets in our way, but by God this is a rescue mission. We've got a /b/rother behind enemy lines who needs our help! This woman is batshit insane and we can't let her continue fucking with him like this. She wanted to ABORT HER TEENAGE SON because he was viewing pornography. She tells him he's a rapist because he likes girls. She tells him that "his kind" are responsible for everything wrong in the world. She tells him that he is worthless and inferior. This is unacceptable to me as an Anonymous, it is unacceptable to me as a man, and it is unacceptable to me as a decent human being. Do what you have to do - tell the son, tell the ex, tell social services, but we are going to get our man out alive.
— /b/ out to rescue a fellow Anon from his insane mother
Monday. Evening. You know, we used to say: Monday is a hard day. There is a war in the country. So every day is Monday.
And now we are used to the fact that every day and every night are like that.
Today is the 12th. 12th evening of our struggle. Our defense.
We are all on the ground, we are all working.
Everyone is where they should be. I am in Kyiv. My team is with me. The territorial defense is on the ground. The servicemen are in positions. Our heroes! Doctors, rescuers, transporters, diplomats, journalists...
Everyone. We are all at war. We all contribute to our victory, which will definitely be achieved. By force of arms and our army. By force of words and our diplomacy. By force of spirit, which the first, the second and each of us have.
Take a look at our country today.
Chaplynka, Melitopol, Tokmak, Novotroitske and Kherson. Starobilsk. Everywhere people defended themselves, although they do not have weapons there. But these are our people, and that's why they have weapons.
They have courage. Dignity. And hence the ability to go out and say: I'm here, it's mine, and I won't give it away. My city. My community. My Ukraine.
Every Ukrainian man and woman who protested against the invaders yesterday, today and will protest tomorrow are heroes.
We shout at the invaders together with you. We stand in the squares and streets with you. We are not afraid with you when the invaders open fire and try to drive everyone away.
YOU do not back down.
WE do not back down.
And the one who repeated: "We are one people" - certainly did not expect such a powerful reaction.
In the south of our country, such a national movement has unfolded, such a powerful manifestation of Ukrainianness that we have never seen in the streets and squares there. And for Russia it is like a nightmare.
They forgot that we are not afraid of paddy wagons and batons. We are not afraid of tanks and machine guns. When the main thing is on our side, truth. As it is now.
And now we are used to the fact that every day and every night are like that.
Today is the 12th. 12th evening of our struggle. Our defense.
We are all on the ground, we are all working.
Everyone is where they should be. I am in Kyiv. My team is with me. The territorial defense is on the ground. The servicemen are in positions. Our heroes! Doctors, rescuers, transporters, diplomats, journalists...
Everyone. We are all at war. We all contribute to our victory, which will definitely be achieved. By force of arms and our army. By force of words and our diplomacy. By force of spirit, which the first, the second and each of us have.
Take a look at our country today.
Chaplynka, Melitopol, Tokmak, Novotroitske and Kherson. Starobilsk. Everywhere people defended themselves, although they do not have weapons there. But these are our people, and that's why they have weapons.
They have courage. Dignity. And hence the ability to go out and say: I'm here, it's mine, and I won't give it away. My city. My community. My Ukraine.
Every Ukrainian man and woman who protested against the invaders yesterday, today and will protest tomorrow are heroes.
We shout at the invaders together with you. We stand in the squares and streets with you. We are not afraid with you when the invaders open fire and try to drive everyone away.
YOU do not back down.
WE do not back down.
And the one who repeated: "We are one people" - certainly did not expect such a powerful reaction.
In the south of our country, such a national movement has unfolded, such a powerful manifestation of Ukrainianness that we have never seen in the streets and squares there. And for Russia it is like a nightmare.
They forgot that we are not afraid of paddy wagons and batons. We are not afraid of tanks and machine guns. When the main thing is on our side, truth. As it is now.
— Volodymyr Zelensky, President of Ukraine, Kyiv, 7 March 2022
