Videospielzitate aus Splinter Cell (Sam Fisher)

Sam: 'Sagen sie eine Zahl zwischen eins und zehn!'
Wache: 'Vier?'
Sam: 'Okay, sie bleiben am Leben. Beantworten sie nun meine Frage, oder sie müssen erneut eine Zahl sagen.'

Sam: 'Pick a number between one and ten!'
Guard: 'Four?'
Sam: 'Huh, lucky guess, you get to live. Now tell me something useful or we'll play another round'.

Wenn du deine Rache planst, grabe zwei Gräber - eins für deinen Feind und eins für dich selbst.

When planning your revenge, you should dig two graves - one for your enemy and one for yourself.

Sam Fisher: 'Soll ich es öffnen?'
Lambert: 'Du könntest genau so gut russisch Roulett mit vollem Magazin spielen!'

Sam Fisher: 'I could open it.'
Lambert: '...and you could play Russian Roulette with a clip-loading pistol.'

General: 'Meine Familie soll lieber untergehen, als als Verräter weiter leben zu müssen.'
Sam Fisher: 'Ist nur ein kleiner Schritt von mutig zu bescheuert, General.'

General: 'I would rather have my family die, than to have them live as traitors.'
Sam Fisher: 'There's a fine line between stupid and brave, General.'

Um millionen Menschenleben zu beschützen, werde ich zu dem werden, was ihr am meisten fürchtet, ihr werdet denken, ich bin überall, und ich mache es auf meine Art.

To defend the lives of millions, I'll become to what you fear most, I will make you believe I am everywhere, and I'll do it my way.

Sam: 'Lass mich raten... wenn ich drei mal den Alarm auslöse, ist die Mission beendet?'
Lambert: 'Natürlich nicht, Fisher. Das ist ja schließlich kein Videospiel!'

Sam: 'Let me guess... three alarms and it's over?'
Lambert: 'Of course not. This is no video game, Fisher!'

Briggs: 'Oh scheiße, Charlie! Ich glaub, ich hab den roten Draht genommen!'
Charlie: 'Du, du hast was?! Weg da!'
Briggs: 'Reingelegt.'

Briggs: 'Oh shit, Charlie! I think I pulled a red wire. Is that bad?'
Charlie: 'Whoa, what?! No, yes! Get out of there!'
Briggs: 'Gotcha.'

When a man is pushed to his limits, he will stand by his convictions.

Willkommen bei Fourth Echelon.

Welcome to Fourth Echelon.

So, besides for stopping World War Three, is there anything else I can do for you this evening?

Be more than careful, be Gandhi!

Sam Fisher: 'No point in rescuing one and leaving the other.'
Lambert: 'You don't even exist, Fisher. You can't get a medal for this.'
Sam Fisher: 'Medals don't help me sleep at night, Lambert.'

Lambert: 'We don't yet know if he's a US agent or a terrorist.'
Sam: 'Lambert, those two things aren't mutually exclusive.'
Lambert: 'Hippie.'

Sam Fisher: 'Where's the last smallpox?'
Suhadi Sadono: 'Who says there's just one?'
Sam Fisher: 'You do... if I squeeze hard enough.'

Lambert: 'He didn't need to die.'
Sam: 'Fine, I won't kill him next time.'

Irving Lambert: 'The elevator stopped!'
Sam Fisher: 'Thanks, Lambert.'

Lambert: 'Sorry, Fisher. You're getting too old for this kind of work.'
Sam Fisher: 'Don't listen to Grim, if you go by her definition of old, you'll need to issue diapers with every set of goggles.'
Lambert: 'If I listen to you much longer, I'll be in adult undergarments...'
Sam Fisher: 'That was cruel!'

Soth: 'First you tell me, who are you?'
Sam: 'I'm your uncle Sam... here to make sure, you're still one of the good guys.'

Sam Fisher: 'The world's small, nasty, and complicated. Everybody dies alone.'
Coen: 'Hm. What do you think about Norman Soth?'
Sam Fisher: 'Soth's small, nasty, and complicated. How he dies is up to him.'

Sailor: 'You're not here to help me?'
Sam: 'I'm not here at all.'

Terrorist: 'Grinko will kill me!'
Sam: 'He's not as creative as I am...'

Sam: 'I've got a question for you.'
Terrorist: 'Go screw... arrgh!'
Sam: 'It's an easy one: How much pressure do you think your throat can take?'

I'm allergic to flowers, so maybe you should tell me something before I sneeze and accidentally cut your throat.

Sam: 'Nice suit!'
Guard: 'Thanks. It's Andretti!'
Sam: 'Who's Andretti?'
Guard: 'Andretti? The Finish Designer. The man sews Tuxedoes.'
Sam: 'Ah. Well, I'm not a tuxedo guy.'
Guard: 'But aren't you some kind of spy?'
Sam: 'Yeah but I'm the real kind, not the Tuxedo wearing kind. I'm the kind of spy who's gonna spill blood all over your Andretti if you don't tell me what I want to know.'

Sam Fisher: 'Weißt du was eine 5,7mm Kugel mit einem Kopf anstellt?'
Wache: 'Nein.'
Sam Fisher: 'Willst du vermutlich auch nicht wissen, oder?'

Lambert: 'Great work, Fisher. You're well on track to becoming history's most prolific unknown author of world events.'
Sam Fisher: 'If I had any blood left, I'm sure I'd be blushing.'

Shetland: 'Maybe you've got a use for this storage device I pulled off the guerilla I killed.'
Sam Fisher: 'Thanks. How'd you hide it from your guard?'
Shetland: 'Just wash your hands when you're done with it.'

Sam: 'I didn't bring my crowbar.'
Grim: 'Whatever, crowbars are for geeky video game characters.'

You have the right to freedom of speech... freedom of worship... from want... from fear.
These rights would not exist without a fifth.
The right to protect all other freedoms by whatever means necessary.
It's my freedom... it's my duty... it is my war.

Lambert: 'Did you hear, Fisher? You've got to beat those executioners to the Americans.'
Sam Fisher: 'Do we have any more diversions?'
Lambert: 'Your gun's full of them. Don't allow that group to reach the Americans.'

Wenn es hell ist, kannst du nicht sehen was im Dunkeln ist. Wenn es dunkel ist, dann siehst du deine Umgebung viel besser.

When it's light, you can't see into a place that's dark. But when it's dark, you can see what's around you much better.

Face, meet Wall. Wall, this is face!

Andrei Kobin: 'This is bigger than your daughter, this is bigger than both of us. The people who did this... you can't hide from them!'
Sam Fisher: 'Who said anything about hiding?'

Like any man, when he's pushed to his limits, he's capable of anything. When someone strikes at the one's he loves, he will take any steps necessary. He's looking for answers, for the truth. He will stand by his convictions. The Sam Fisher you know is dead. The man who played by the rules, listened to the voice in his ear - he's gone. So watch your back, I can't stop him - no one can.

Vic: 'Sobald du Zugriff auf die Kamerabilder hast, dürfte sich dein nächstes Ziel von selbst ergeben.'
Sam: 'Berühmte letzte Worte!'

Vic: 'Your next objective should be easy to pick out, once you've accessed the camera feeds.'
Sam: 'Famous last words!'

Ihm war egal, was sie vorhatten - er wollte da rein. Auch wenn eine doppel-wandige EMP Forschungseinrichtung nicht viele Hintertüren hatte - ihm reichte eine.

He didn't care what they were taking out - he wanted to get in. Not that a double-walled EMP containment structure has a lot of back doors - he just needed one.

Killing thousands to save millions... nobody should have to make these decisions.

Milan Nedich: 'I won't talk.'
Sam Fisher: 'Are you gonna make me cut your neck and look for the words inside your throat?'

Guard: 'Who are you? '
Sam Fisher: 'I'm the good guy here to save your world.'
Guard: 'I thought I was the good guy?'
Sam Fisher: 'No, you're the side with the super secret underground base and I'm the guy who's trying to break into the base - which makes me the good guy.'

Sam: 'Laser sind doch so was von...'
Anna Grimsdottir: '90er Jahre?'
Sam: 'Ich wollte grad eher 70er sagen. Könntest du bitte damit aufhören mir das Gefühl zu geben, dass ich alt bin?'
Anna Grimsdottir: 'Ich habe schlechte Nachrichten für dich, Sam - du bist alt!'

Sam: 'Lasers are so...'
Grimsdottir: 'Nineties.'
Sam: 'I was going to say 'seventies'. Will you stop trying to make me feel old?'
Grimsdottir: 'I've got news for you Sam - you are old!'

Rebel: 'I don't speak English.'
Sam : 'I'd be willing to bet your neck that you do!'

Soldier: 'I've got orders not to let anyone leave. Where are you going?
Sam: 'Do you really wanna know? Look, I'm in special-ops, so I'd tell you where I was going, but then I'd have to kill you. So do you really wanna know?'
Soldier: 'Oh... no, sir.'
Sam: 'Good call!'

Sam: 'Stell dir einfach vor ich sei Harry Tuttle.'
Wache: 'Wer?'
Sam: 'Ein ziehmlich schlecht gelaunter und schwer bewaffneter Heizungstechnicker der dir Fragen über das Belüftungssystem stellt.'

Sam: 'Pretend I'm Harry Tuttle.'
Guard: 'Who?'
Sam: 'I'm an ill-tempered, heavily-armed heating engineer asking about your ventilation system.'

I am a soldier, I've served my country for 20 years. But if I'm captured or killed I know that nobody will come to rescue me. I won't even get a funeral. Because the nation that I protect can never admit that I exist. So my death would go unremarked, my bones would go unclaimed. I don't know if that day will come but I do know...that it must not be today! I am invisible, I am relentless. I am Sam Fisher. I am a Splinter Cell.

My name is Sam Fisher. I'm a soldier. I'm not much of a philosopher, but if you want to know what I believe, I'll tell you. I believe the greatest threats to our freedom actually start small. They begin as random events that most people don't even notice. But they grow. They multiply. They start chain reactions that threaten the entire world. Some people call that 'fate'. I call it 'Chaos Theory'. But, believing in Chaos Theory doesn't mean you have to surrender to it. That's where I come in. I find those threats before they get out of hand, and I eliminate them. Quickly, quietly, relentlessly. I take the lives of a few to protect the lives of many. I commit acts of war to preserve the greater peace. I take no joy in killing, but make no mistake; I'll do what needs to be done. Because it's my job. It's my duty. My name is Sam Fisher, and I am a Splinter Cell.

Next time you're going on the mission and I'm making up the crazy plan!