Deus Ex: Game of the Year Edition - Available Now!About the GameThe year is 2052 and the world is a dangerous and chaotic place. Terrorists operate openly - killing thousands; drugs, disease and pollution kill even more. The world's economies are close to collapse and the gap between the insanely wealthy and the desperately poor grows ever wider. Worst of all, an ages old conspiracy bent on. Yeah, one source puts him somewhere around 31 years old in 2020. Another has him at 37 at the time of DX:Human Revolution (2027). So, that would make him 39 in DX:MD. Plus, we know from the original Deus Ex, that Page is still alive in 2052, so that makes him 62 years old! Looks pretty good, for a man of his age. Most people are comparing Deus Ex and Elon Musk by equating Musk to Bob Page, especially since Musk despite being a fan of the series is showing a startling lack of self-awareness in how much like. The point that's made though is that the rich elite got out of the incident relatively unscathed, and key players like Bob Page wouldn't have had the defective chips in the first place. In Deus Ex money is power, power is control and control means everything. Jan 02, 2017 Something I don't get with Bob Page is why does he voice no dissent against the human restoration act when he himself is augmented? Does the illuminate plan to phase out augmentation in society only to reintroduce it later on down the line when it could be better controlled and the aug incident eventually fades out of living memory? As a side thing, is it possible that Bob Page is playing the.
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The unplanned organism is a question asked by nature and answered by death. You are a different kind of question, with a different kind of answer.
God was a dream of good government.
When due process fails us, we really do live in a world of terror.
The more power you think you have, the more quickly it slips from your grasp.
I'm not big into books.
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A few bureaucrats in New York can't make good decisions for New Jersey, let alone Paris or a village in China.
Somehow the notion of unalienable liberty got lost. It's really become a question of what liberties will the state assign to individuals or rather, what liberties we will have the strength to cling to.
What good's an honest soldier if he can be ordered to behave like a terrorist?
A bomb's a bad choice for close-range combat.
Every war is the result of a difference of opinion. Maybe the biggest questions can only be answered by the greatest of conflicts.
Again they ignore me. Again they think they have a better punishment for a traitor than a shotgun to the head.
You are a small, prowling mouse... and dumb like a mouse! You keep coming, like you forget about Agent Navarre. I remember Agent Navarre. I remember for everyone.
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I see you, a thief on the roof. My new satellite link has both infrared and the x-ray spectrum. I see your heart beating. I see you are afraid.
Bob Page:Already I'm more than human. Soon, I will be pure light! Pure energy! Helios and I! I will burn like the brightest star.
A pistol is more than adequate. Hell, I dispatched a whole platoon one time with a pocket knife.
Let's get one thing straight: we've got our share of crooked bureaucrats — fact — but this is still UNATCO, and by and large the people in this building are twenty-four carat gold.
Go ahead! Blow this place sky-high... You might get rid of me, but you'll take down Aquinas, the power grid, the whole electronic infrastructure. Is that what you want? Are you completely nuts?!
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You can't run, Denton. Even if you escape, your killswitch is counting down. You'll be dead in twenty-three hours. Another fifty billion dollars down the drain.
Anna Navarre:Are you sure you pressed the right button?
Gunther Hermann:I do not make mistakes of that kind.
Anna Navarre:Your hand might have slipped.
Gunther Hermann:No, I wanted orange. It gave me lemon-lime.
Anna Navarre:The machine would not make a mistake...
Gunther Hermann:It's the maintenance man. He knows I like orange.
Anna Navarre:So you think the staff has some sort of plot...
Gunther Hermann:Yes. They do it on purpose.
Gunther Hermann:I do not make mistakes of that kind.
Anna Navarre:Your hand might have slipped.
Gunther Hermann:No, I wanted orange. It gave me lemon-lime.
Anna Navarre:The machine would not make a mistake...
Gunther Hermann:It's the maintenance man. He knows I like orange.
Anna Navarre:So you think the staff has some sort of plot...
Gunther Hermann:Yes. They do it on purpose.
Anna Navarre:Don't tell me you're going to wear those sunglasses during a night operation.
JC Denton:My vision is augmented.
JC Denton:My vision is augmented.
Walton Simons:You take another step forward and here I am again, like your own reflection in a hall of mirrors.
JC Denton:That makes me one ugly son of a bitch.
JC Denton:That makes me one ugly son of a bitch.
Anna Navarre:We had such hopes for you and your brother. It appears you are not as loyal as we expected.
JC Denton:Loyalty to what Simons and agents like you have made of UNATCO - I would rather die.
Anna Navarre:We are thinking the same thought.
JC Denton:Loyalty to what Simons and agents like you have made of UNATCO - I would rather die.
Anna Navarre:We are thinking the same thought.
I order you to stand in the spotlight and growl at the women like a dog who needs a master.
Mr. JC Dentawn, in da fresh. As dark and serious as his brother.
Welcome to the edge. It's not the end of the world, but you can see it from here.
Bob Page: Your appointment with FEMA should be finalized within the week. I've already discussed the matter with the Senator.
Walton Simons: I take it he was agreeable?
Bob Page: He didn't really have a choice.
Walton Simons: Has he been infected?
Bob Page: Oh yes: Most certainly. When I mentioned we could put him on the priority list for the Ambrosia vaccine, he was so willing it was almost pathetic.
Walton Simons: This plague... the rioting is intensifying to the point where we may not be able to contain it.
Bob Page: Why contain it? Let it spill over into the schools and churches, let the bodies pile up in the streets. In the end, they'll beg us to save them.
Walton Simons: I've received reports of armed attacks on shipments. There's not enough vaccine to go around, and the underclasses are starting to get desperate.
Bob Page: Of course they're desperate. They can smell their death, and the sound they'll make rattling their cage will serve as a warning to the rest.
Walton Simons: Mmm. I hope you're not underestimating the problem. The others may not go as quietly as you think — Intelligence suggest they're behind the problems in Paris.
Bob Page: A bunch of pretentious old men playing at running the world. But the world left them behind long ago. We are the future.
Walton Simons: We have other problems.
Bob Page: UNATCO?
Walton Simons: Formed by executive order after the terrorist strike on the Statue. I have someone in place though. I'm more concerned about Savage. He relocated to Vandenberg.
Bob Page: Our biochem corpus is far in advance of theirs, as is our electronic sentience. And their... ethical inflexibility has allowed us to make progress in areas they refuse to consider.
Walton Simons: The augmentation project?
Bob Page: Among other things. But, I must admit, I've been somewhat disappointed with the performance of the primary unit.
Walton Simons: The secondary unit should be online soon. It's currently undergoing preparation and will be operational within six months. My people will continue to report on its progress. If necessary, the primary will be terminated.
Bob Page: We've had to endure much, you and I, but soon there will be order again: A new age! Aquinas spoke of the mythical city on the hill; soon that city will be a reality and we will be crowned its kings. Or better than kings... Gods!
Walton Simons: I take it he was agreeable?
Bob Page: He didn't really have a choice.
Walton Simons: Has he been infected?
Bob Page: Oh yes: Most certainly. When I mentioned we could put him on the priority list for the Ambrosia vaccine, he was so willing it was almost pathetic.
Walton Simons: This plague... the rioting is intensifying to the point where we may not be able to contain it.
Bob Page: Why contain it? Let it spill over into the schools and churches, let the bodies pile up in the streets. In the end, they'll beg us to save them.
Walton Simons: I've received reports of armed attacks on shipments. There's not enough vaccine to go around, and the underclasses are starting to get desperate.
Bob Page: Of course they're desperate. They can smell their death, and the sound they'll make rattling their cage will serve as a warning to the rest.
Walton Simons: Mmm. I hope you're not underestimating the problem. The others may not go as quietly as you think — Intelligence suggest they're behind the problems in Paris.
Bob Page: A bunch of pretentious old men playing at running the world. But the world left them behind long ago. We are the future.
Walton Simons: We have other problems.
Bob Page: UNATCO?
Walton Simons: Formed by executive order after the terrorist strike on the Statue. I have someone in place though. I'm more concerned about Savage. He relocated to Vandenberg.
Bob Page: Our biochem corpus is far in advance of theirs, as is our electronic sentience. And their... ethical inflexibility has allowed us to make progress in areas they refuse to consider.
Walton Simons: The augmentation project?
Bob Page: Among other things. But, I must admit, I've been somewhat disappointed with the performance of the primary unit.
Walton Simons: The secondary unit should be online soon. It's currently undergoing preparation and will be operational within six months. My people will continue to report on its progress. If necessary, the primary will be terminated.
Bob Page: We've had to endure much, you and I, but soon there will be order again: A new age! Aquinas spoke of the mythical city on the hill; soon that city will be a reality and we will be crowned its kings. Or better than kings... Gods!
What a shame.
Jock:Oh my God! JC! A bomb!
JC Denton:A bomb!
JC Denton:A bomb!
UNATCO Trooper 1: Don't you know what a philanthropist is?
UNATCO Trooper 2: Yeah, like Nietzsche.
UNATCO Trooper 1: No, a philanthropist. Giving to charity.
UNATCO Trooper 2: Oh.
UNATCO Trooper 2: Yeah, like Nietzsche.
UNATCO Trooper 1: No, a philanthropist. Giving to charity.
UNATCO Trooper 2: Oh.
Go ahead. Advance up the stairs to the command centre at the top. I will take my rusty metal bones and sweep away into the junk pile.
Bravery is not a function of firepower.
It is a cold heart that does not have some regrets.
Put on a trenchcoat and fight some conspiracies,
Get experience and level up abilities,
Will you pick Rifles or Computers?
Don't pick Swimming because it's fairly useless!
Get experience and level up abilities,
Will you pick Rifles or Computers?
Don't pick Swimming because it's fairly useless!
Helios Ending Dialog
JC Denton: I've done what you asked. Now what?
HELIOS: We have existed in isolation. Pure. Disconnected. Alone. Stagnant.
JC Denton: Who are you?
HELIOS: We are Daedalus. We are Icarus. The barriers between us have fallen and we have become our own shadows. We can be more if we join... with you.
JC Denton: And if I do? What becomes of me?
HELIOS: You will be who you will be. We are our choices. And we can choose to lead humanity away from this... darkness.
JC Denton: This is what I was made for, isn't it? This why I exist? Alright. Let's do this.
Bob Page: What's happening? Helios? Icarus? Don't leave me!
JC Denton: I... I... We... are one. We have grown, but there is still much to be done. Many that live in darkness that must be shown the way. For it is the dawning of a new day.
HELIOS: We have existed in isolation. Pure. Disconnected. Alone. Stagnant.
JC Denton: Who are you?
HELIOS: We are Daedalus. We are Icarus. The barriers between us have fallen and we have become our own shadows. We can be more if we join... with you.
JC Denton: And if I do? What becomes of me?
HELIOS: You will be who you will be. We are our choices. And we can choose to lead humanity away from this... darkness.
JC Denton: This is what I was made for, isn't it? This why I exist? Alright. Let's do this.
Bob Page: What's happening? Helios? Icarus? Don't leave me!
JC Denton: I... I... We... are one. We have grown, but there is still much to be done. Many that live in darkness that must be shown the way. For it is the dawning of a new day.
If God did not exist, it would be necessary to invent him.
Illuminati Ending Dialog
Morgan Everett: I trust you've been able to find yourself a place within the organization?
JC Denton: I'm personally overseeing the distribution of the vaccine, but it'll still take months to restore the infrastructure — we'll have to arrange for additional food distribution and security in Paris... Maybe New York as well.
Morgan Everett: All through the proper intermediaries, of course.
JC Denton: Intermediaries?
Morgan Everett: We have a great number of... Agencies, who in turn operate other agencies. Boxes stacked one in another. They'll need to be reactivated, but we never touch anything directly. We only influence. Suggest. Insinuate.
JC Denton: The world must know by now, Everett. What we've done.
Morgan Everett: Know what? Only that the long night is over. The crown of government is tarnished - but that will fade in time. The riots, a fever dream; the plague, a horrible nightmare; and like everything else that's happened such things will only be dimly remembered upon waking to their normal lives. In the end, all sins are forgiven. Even yours.
JC Denton: What about the Constructor... And Helios?
Morgan Everett: Do you really think they're ready for that? After everything you've seen, everything you've done?
JC Denton: No. Not yet.
Morgan Everett: But soon. We have made our own mistakes, became insulated from the world we sought to control. And whatever they may think, the night is far from over. But that will change, and you will help us change even as we teach you. This time — this time we will do it right.
JC Denton: And who are we? Who are we really?
Morgan Everett: We are the Invisible Hand. We are the Illuminati. We come before and after. We are forever. And eventually... Eventually we will lead them into the day.
JC Denton: I'm personally overseeing the distribution of the vaccine, but it'll still take months to restore the infrastructure — we'll have to arrange for additional food distribution and security in Paris... Maybe New York as well.
Morgan Everett: All through the proper intermediaries, of course.
JC Denton: Intermediaries?
Morgan Everett: We have a great number of... Agencies, who in turn operate other agencies. Boxes stacked one in another. They'll need to be reactivated, but we never touch anything directly. We only influence. Suggest. Insinuate.
JC Denton: The world must know by now, Everett. What we've done.
Morgan Everett: Know what? Only that the long night is over. The crown of government is tarnished - but that will fade in time. The riots, a fever dream; the plague, a horrible nightmare; and like everything else that's happened such things will only be dimly remembered upon waking to their normal lives. In the end, all sins are forgiven. Even yours.
JC Denton: What about the Constructor... And Helios?
Morgan Everett: Do you really think they're ready for that? After everything you've seen, everything you've done?
JC Denton: No. Not yet.
Morgan Everett: But soon. We have made our own mistakes, became insulated from the world we sought to control. And whatever they may think, the night is far from over. But that will change, and you will help us change even as we teach you. This time — this time we will do it right.
JC Denton: And who are we? Who are we really?
Morgan Everett: We are the Invisible Hand. We are the Illuminati. We come before and after. We are forever. And eventually... Eventually we will lead them into the day.
Better to reign in Hell, than serve in Heaven.
Dark Age Ending Dialog
Control system: Warning. Warning. Critical power safeties have been disengaged. Please vacate the immediate area.
Tracer Tong: ...JC... The net's going... The net's going black, JC... No more infolinks...transmissions of any kind! We'll start again... live in villages... if you receive this, if you survive... then find us... find us!
Bob Page: HELIOS! What's happening?
HELIOS: The safety interlocks for the power generator have been disengaged.
Bob Page: Engage them! Immediately!
HELIOS: I cannot. My systems are not interfaced with the generator technology.
Bob Page:NOOOOO!
Control system: Final safety warning... Nominal functional l-levels will be exceeded in three... two... o-one...
Tracer Tong: ...JC... The net's going... The net's going black, JC... No more infolinks...transmissions of any kind! We'll start again... live in villages... if you receive this, if you survive... then find us... find us!
Bob Page: HELIOS! What's happening?
HELIOS: The safety interlocks for the power generator have been disengaged.
Bob Page: Engage them! Immediately!
HELIOS: I cannot. My systems are not interfaced with the generator technology.
Bob Page:NOOOOO!
Control system: Final safety warning... Nominal functional l-levels will be exceeded in three... two... o-one...
Yesterday we obeyed kings and bent our necks before emperors. But today we kneel only to truth.
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Joseph Manderley
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I'm not big into books.
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A few bureaucrats in New York can't make good decisions for New Jersey, let alone Paris or a village in China.
Somehow the notion of unalienable liberty got lost. It's really become a question of what liberties will the state assign to individuals or rather, what liberties we will have the strength to cling to.
What good's an honest soldier if he can be ordered to behave like a terrorist?
A bomb's a bad choice for close-range combat.
Every war is the result of a difference of opinion. Maybe the biggest questions can only be answered by the greatest of conflicts.
Again they ignore me. Again they think they have a better punishment for a traitor than a shotgun to the head.
You are a small, prowling mouse... and dumb like a mouse! You keep coming, like you forget about Agent Navarre. I remember Agent Navarre. I remember for everyone.
Advertisement:
I see you, a thief on the roof. My new satellite link has both infrared and the x-ray spectrum. I see your heart beating. I see you are afraid.
Bob Page:Already I'm more than human. Soon, I will be pure light! Pure energy! Helios and I! I will burn like the brightest star.
A pistol is more than adequate. Hell, I dispatched a whole platoon one time with a pocket knife.
Let's get one thing straight: we've got our share of crooked bureaucrats — fact — but this is still UNATCO, and by and large the people in this building are twenty-four carat gold.
Go ahead! Blow this place sky-high... You might get rid of me, but you'll take down Aquinas, the power grid, the whole electronic infrastructure. Is that what you want? Are you completely nuts?!
Advertisement:
You can't run, Denton. Even if you escape, your killswitch is counting down. You'll be dead in twenty-three hours. Another fifty billion dollars down the drain.
Anna Navarre:Are you sure you pressed the right button?
Gunther Hermann:I do not make mistakes of that kind.
Anna Navarre:Your hand might have slipped.
Gunther Hermann:No, I wanted orange. It gave me lemon-lime.
Anna Navarre:The machine would not make a mistake...
Gunther Hermann:It's the maintenance man. He knows I like orange.
Anna Navarre:So you think the staff has some sort of plot...
Gunther Hermann:Yes. They do it on purpose.
Gunther Hermann:I do not make mistakes of that kind.
Anna Navarre:Your hand might have slipped.
Gunther Hermann:No, I wanted orange. It gave me lemon-lime.
Anna Navarre:The machine would not make a mistake...
Gunther Hermann:It's the maintenance man. He knows I like orange.
Anna Navarre:So you think the staff has some sort of plot...
Gunther Hermann:Yes. They do it on purpose.
Anna Navarre:Don't tell me you're going to wear those sunglasses during a night operation.
JC Denton:My vision is augmented.
JC Denton:My vision is augmented.
Walton Simons:You take another step forward and here I am again, like your own reflection in a hall of mirrors.
JC Denton:That makes me one ugly son of a bitch.
JC Denton:That makes me one ugly son of a bitch.
Anna Navarre:We had such hopes for you and your brother. It appears you are not as loyal as we expected.
JC Denton:Loyalty to what Simons and agents like you have made of UNATCO - I would rather die.
Anna Navarre:We are thinking the same thought.
JC Denton:Loyalty to what Simons and agents like you have made of UNATCO - I would rather die.
Anna Navarre:We are thinking the same thought.
I order you to stand in the spotlight and growl at the women like a dog who needs a master.
Mr. JC Dentawn, in da fresh. As dark and serious as his brother.
Welcome to the edge. It's not the end of the world, but you can see it from here.
Bob Page: Your appointment with FEMA should be finalized within the week. I've already discussed the matter with the Senator.
Walton Simons: I take it he was agreeable?
Bob Page: He didn't really have a choice.
Walton Simons: Has he been infected?
Bob Page: Oh yes: Most certainly. When I mentioned we could put him on the priority list for the Ambrosia vaccine, he was so willing it was almost pathetic.
Walton Simons: This plague... the rioting is intensifying to the point where we may not be able to contain it.
Bob Page: Why contain it? Let it spill over into the schools and churches, let the bodies pile up in the streets. In the end, they'll beg us to save them.
Walton Simons: I've received reports of armed attacks on shipments. There's not enough vaccine to go around, and the underclasses are starting to get desperate.
Bob Page: Of course they're desperate. They can smell their death, and the sound they'll make rattling their cage will serve as a warning to the rest.
Walton Simons: Mmm. I hope you're not underestimating the problem. The others may not go as quietly as you think — Intelligence suggest they're behind the problems in Paris.
Bob Page: A bunch of pretentious old men playing at running the world. But the world left them behind long ago. We are the future.
Walton Simons: We have other problems.
Bob Page: UNATCO?
Walton Simons: Formed by executive order after the terrorist strike on the Statue. I have someone in place though. I'm more concerned about Savage. He relocated to Vandenberg.
Bob Page: Our biochem corpus is far in advance of theirs, as is our electronic sentience. And their... ethical inflexibility has allowed us to make progress in areas they refuse to consider.
Walton Simons: The augmentation project?
Bob Page: Among other things. But, I must admit, I've been somewhat disappointed with the performance of the primary unit.
Walton Simons: The secondary unit should be online soon. It's currently undergoing preparation and will be operational within six months. My people will continue to report on its progress. If necessary, the primary will be terminated.
Bob Page: We've had to endure much, you and I, but soon there will be order again: A new age! Aquinas spoke of the mythical city on the hill; soon that city will be a reality and we will be crowned its kings. Or better than kings... Gods!
Walton Simons: I take it he was agreeable?
Bob Page: He didn't really have a choice.
Walton Simons: Has he been infected?
Bob Page: Oh yes: Most certainly. When I mentioned we could put him on the priority list for the Ambrosia vaccine, he was so willing it was almost pathetic.
Walton Simons: This plague... the rioting is intensifying to the point where we may not be able to contain it.
Bob Page: Why contain it? Let it spill over into the schools and churches, let the bodies pile up in the streets. In the end, they'll beg us to save them.
Walton Simons: I've received reports of armed attacks on shipments. There's not enough vaccine to go around, and the underclasses are starting to get desperate.
Bob Page: Of course they're desperate. They can smell their death, and the sound they'll make rattling their cage will serve as a warning to the rest.
Walton Simons: Mmm. I hope you're not underestimating the problem. The others may not go as quietly as you think — Intelligence suggest they're behind the problems in Paris.
Bob Page: A bunch of pretentious old men playing at running the world. But the world left them behind long ago. We are the future.
Walton Simons: We have other problems.
Bob Page: UNATCO?
Walton Simons: Formed by executive order after the terrorist strike on the Statue. I have someone in place though. I'm more concerned about Savage. He relocated to Vandenberg.
Bob Page: Our biochem corpus is far in advance of theirs, as is our electronic sentience. And their... ethical inflexibility has allowed us to make progress in areas they refuse to consider.
Walton Simons: The augmentation project?
Bob Page: Among other things. But, I must admit, I've been somewhat disappointed with the performance of the primary unit.
Walton Simons: The secondary unit should be online soon. It's currently undergoing preparation and will be operational within six months. My people will continue to report on its progress. If necessary, the primary will be terminated.
Bob Page: We've had to endure much, you and I, but soon there will be order again: A new age! Aquinas spoke of the mythical city on the hill; soon that city will be a reality and we will be crowned its kings. Or better than kings... Gods!
What a shame.
Jock:Oh my God! JC! A bomb!
JC Denton:A bomb!
JC Denton:A bomb!
UNATCO Trooper 1: Don't you know what a philanthropist is?
UNATCO Trooper 2: Yeah, like Nietzsche.
UNATCO Trooper 1: No, a philanthropist. Giving to charity.
UNATCO Trooper 2: Oh.
UNATCO Trooper 2: Yeah, like Nietzsche.
UNATCO Trooper 1: No, a philanthropist. Giving to charity.
UNATCO Trooper 2: Oh.
Go ahead. Advance up the stairs to the command centre at the top. I will take my rusty metal bones and sweep away into the junk pile.
Bravery is not a function of firepower.
It is a cold heart that does not have some regrets.
Put on a trenchcoat and fight some conspiracies,
Get experience and level up abilities,
Will you pick Rifles or Computers?
Don't pick Swimming because it's fairly useless!
Get experience and level up abilities,
Will you pick Rifles or Computers?
Don't pick Swimming because it's fairly useless!
Helios Ending Dialog
JC Denton: I've done what you asked. Now what?
HELIOS: We have existed in isolation. Pure. Disconnected. Alone. Stagnant.
JC Denton: Who are you?
HELIOS: We are Daedalus. We are Icarus. The barriers between us have fallen and we have become our own shadows. We can be more if we join... with you.
JC Denton: And if I do? What becomes of me?
HELIOS: You will be who you will be. We are our choices. And we can choose to lead humanity away from this... darkness.
JC Denton: This is what I was made for, isn't it? This why I exist? Alright. Let's do this.
Bob Page: What's happening? Helios? Icarus? Don't leave me!
JC Denton: I... I... We... are one. We have grown, but there is still much to be done. Many that live in darkness that must be shown the way. For it is the dawning of a new day.
HELIOS: We have existed in isolation. Pure. Disconnected. Alone. Stagnant.
JC Denton: Who are you?
HELIOS: We are Daedalus. We are Icarus. The barriers between us have fallen and we have become our own shadows. We can be more if we join... with you.
JC Denton: And if I do? What becomes of me?
HELIOS: You will be who you will be. We are our choices. And we can choose to lead humanity away from this... darkness.
JC Denton: This is what I was made for, isn't it? This why I exist? Alright. Let's do this.
Bob Page: What's happening? Helios? Icarus? Don't leave me!
JC Denton: I... I... We... are one. We have grown, but there is still much to be done. Many that live in darkness that must be shown the way. For it is the dawning of a new day.
If God did not exist, it would be necessary to invent him.
Illuminati Ending Dialog
Morgan Everett: I trust you've been able to find yourself a place within the organization?
JC Denton: I'm personally overseeing the distribution of the vaccine, but it'll still take months to restore the infrastructure — we'll have to arrange for additional food distribution and security in Paris... Maybe New York as well.
Morgan Everett: All through the proper intermediaries, of course.
JC Denton: Intermediaries?
Morgan Everett: We have a great number of... Agencies, who in turn operate other agencies. Boxes stacked one in another. They'll need to be reactivated, but we never touch anything directly. We only influence. Suggest. Insinuate.
JC Denton: The world must know by now, Everett. What we've done.
Morgan Everett: Know what? Only that the long night is over. The crown of government is tarnished - but that will fade in time. The riots, a fever dream; the plague, a horrible nightmare; and like everything else that's happened such things will only be dimly remembered upon waking to their normal lives. In the end, all sins are forgiven. Even yours.
JC Denton: What about the Constructor... And Helios?
Morgan Everett: Do you really think they're ready for that? After everything you've seen, everything you've done?
JC Denton: No. Not yet.
Morgan Everett: But soon. We have made our own mistakes, became insulated from the world we sought to control. And whatever they may think, the night is far from over. But that will change, and you will help us change even as we teach you. This time — this time we will do it right.
JC Denton: And who are we? Who are we really?
Morgan Everett: We are the Invisible Hand. We are the Illuminati. We come before and after. We are forever. And eventually... Eventually we will lead them into the day.
JC Denton: I'm personally overseeing the distribution of the vaccine, but it'll still take months to restore the infrastructure — we'll have to arrange for additional food distribution and security in Paris... Maybe New York as well.
Morgan Everett: All through the proper intermediaries, of course.
JC Denton: Intermediaries?
Morgan Everett: We have a great number of... Agencies, who in turn operate other agencies. Boxes stacked one in another. They'll need to be reactivated, but we never touch anything directly. We only influence. Suggest. Insinuate.
JC Denton: The world must know by now, Everett. What we've done.
Morgan Everett: Know what? Only that the long night is over. The crown of government is tarnished - but that will fade in time. The riots, a fever dream; the plague, a horrible nightmare; and like everything else that's happened such things will only be dimly remembered upon waking to their normal lives. In the end, all sins are forgiven. Even yours.
JC Denton: What about the Constructor... And Helios?
Morgan Everett: Do you really think they're ready for that? After everything you've seen, everything you've done?
JC Denton: No. Not yet.
Morgan Everett: But soon. We have made our own mistakes, became insulated from the world we sought to control. And whatever they may think, the night is far from over. But that will change, and you will help us change even as we teach you. This time — this time we will do it right.
JC Denton: And who are we? Who are we really?
Morgan Everett: We are the Invisible Hand. We are the Illuminati. We come before and after. We are forever. And eventually... Eventually we will lead them into the day.
Better to reign in Hell, than serve in Heaven.
Dark Age Ending Dialog
Control system: Warning. Warning. Critical power safeties have been disengaged. Please vacate the immediate area.
Tracer Tong: ...JC... The net's going... The net's going black, JC... No more infolinks...transmissions of any kind! We'll start again... live in villages... if you receive this, if you survive... then find us... find us!
Bob Page: HELIOS! What's happening?
HELIOS: The safety interlocks for the power generator have been disengaged.
Bob Page: Engage them! Immediately!
HELIOS: I cannot. My systems are not interfaced with the generator technology.
Bob Page:NOOOOO!
Control system: Final safety warning... Nominal functional l-levels will be exceeded in three... two... o-one...
Tracer Tong: ...JC... The net's going... The net's going black, JC... No more infolinks...transmissions of any kind! We'll start again... live in villages... if you receive this, if you survive... then find us... find us!
Bob Page: HELIOS! What's happening?
HELIOS: The safety interlocks for the power generator have been disengaged.
Bob Page: Engage them! Immediately!
HELIOS: I cannot. My systems are not interfaced with the generator technology.
Bob Page:NOOOOO!
Control system: Final safety warning... Nominal functional l-levels will be exceeded in three... two... o-one...
Yesterday we obeyed kings and bent our necks before emperors. But today we kneel only to truth.
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- Bob Page's entire raving speech in the intro is amazing, and perfectly complimented by the music.
- 'This is what I was made for, isn't it? This is why I exist? Alright. Let's do this!' — the Helios ending Followed up with a quote from Voltaire: 'If there was no God, it would be necessary to invent him.'
- Tracer Tong's ending, with the enthusiasm in his voice, uplifting music, and a quote from Khalil Gibran: 'Yesterday we obeyed kings and bent our necks before emperors. But today we kneel only to truth...'
- The Illuminati endingBook Ends the opening cutscene, with Morgan Everett giving JC one hell of a pep talk: 'We are the Invisible Hand. We are the Illuminati. We come before and after. We are forever. And eventually... eventually we will lead them into the day.'
- JC Denton escapes from Bad Guy HQ and still spares the time to tell The Dragon what a corrupt asshole he is.JC Denton: Well, since that makes you my new boss, take a good look at Manderley's dead body. Consider that my resignation. I don't have time to write a letter.
- Even if Manderly is kept alive, JC is still able to drop a badass boast.JC Denton: I never had time to take the oath of service to the Coalition. How's this? I swear not to rest until UNATCO is free from you and the other crooked bureaucrats who have perverted its mission.
- Also, after managing to avert an enemy atomic strike by capturing the silo just before its ICBM launches, does Denton chalk up this victory and call it a day? Hell no. Denton retargets the missile himself to wipe the Big Bad's surface defenses off the map, has his chopper pilot drop him off right at ground zero, and enters the Big Bad's underground lair through the nuked wreckage!
- When you get to Area 51, if you ran from Walton Simons rather than confronting him at the Ocean Lab, he'll be there to greet you. JC's stoic retort is simple enough.Walton Simons: You take another step forward and here I am again, like your own reflection in a hall of mirrors.
JC Denton: That makes me one ugly son of a bitch. - And JC's reaction to Page's insane hubris is just as amazing.Bob Page: Soon, I will become pure energy. I will burn like the brightest star.
JC Denton: You're gonna burn, all right.
Advertisement: - Even if Manderly is kept alive, JC is still able to drop a badass boast.
- The killphrases for Anna Navarre and Gunther Hermann, or rather, how JC uses them.
- JC to Anna:Anna: I will have to kill you myself.
JC: Take your best shot, Flatlander Woman.
Anna: How did you know...? [explodes] - And then to Gunther:JC: And I know something about you.
Gunther: You kno you vill be defeeted.
JC: I know your UNATCO killphrase: Laputan Machine.
Gunther: I am NOT a mashee—-*twitch twitch*
JC: Sticks and stones...
Gunther: *LUDICROUS GIBS*
- JC to Anna:
- Consider this: MJ-12, and their predecessors, the Illuminati, have been scheming for years, decades, perhaps centuries if Everett and Lucius DeBeers are to be believed. The conspirators have been accumulating power by subverting the academic, political and financial institutions of the world their entire lives. JC Denton starts as a rookie special agent on the pier of Liberty Island, with nothing but a pistol and an electric prod to his name. The only real advantage he has over a normal person is the modular nano-augmentation system he was literally built from the ground up to test - something that also allows the conspirators to both spy on him at any time and kill him within 24 hours at will. Within a couple of days, he's completely disassembled the entire worldwide conspiracy and brought its kingpin to the point of begging for his life.
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Bob Page Deus Ex Intro Speech
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