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Moreau: Oh, Mother Miranda… If it’s for you, I’d do anything!
Ethan: I’ll just be taking this…
Moreau: Wait, wait,wait! Wh-What are you doing with Mother’s special child!?
Ethan: She’s not hers.
Moreau: Oh? You have something to say?
Ethan: What do you mean, “Mother’s special child”?
Moreau: Mother wants her baby back.
Ethan: Don’t screw with me!
Moreau: Wait, wait, wait! Please, please! If, if you take it, then the others will laugh at me… B-But if, if I do better than them…
Ethan: What do I care?
Moreau: Wait, just a little longer, ple—!
Ethan: What’s so funny?
Moreau: You’re stupid! You talk too much! It’s all over, I plugged the way in.
Ethan: Wh-What’re you…?
Moreau: This is MY territory! And I won’t let you leave!
Ethan: Shit! Damn freak!
Moreau: W-Wait! Don’t go! Dirty little sneak thief. I-I won’t let you have it. Even if you beg!
Ethan: How do I get out of here?
Ethan: What was that?
Ethan: What the hell? A research post, or something…? What the fuck are they doing here? Get off of me!
Canine (Graham): Stay the fuck down!
Chris: Ethan. I gotta say, I’m surprised you made it this far. It’d be a shame if something happened to you now.
Ethan: Sure, Chris. Why not? You killed Mia! Now do me and finish the job!
Night Howl (Wilson): Hey Cap. I’m getting some serious motion readings out here. We should move on.
Chris: What kind of readings? What’s moving?
Night Howl (Wilson): Unknown, but my guess is we’ve been here too long, and Miranda knows it.
Ethan: Hey. Hey! Did you say Miranda? How are you involved?
Chris: Leave it alone, Ethan. You are out of your depth. What about the sample analysis?
Night Howl (Wilson): It’s definitely related to the mold.
Chris: You stay out of our business, Ethan.
Ethan: What business? I don’t—
Chris: Watch out!
Ethan: Shit! Stay back!
Moreau: You… The exit’s underwater… you’re done!
Ethan: I don’t have time for this.
Moreau: It’s too late… Miranda is already preparing the ceremony!
Ethan: Miranda sent you to slow me down? You’re pathetic.
Moreau: Don’t be cruel! It’s not fair! I should be with her! Not you!
Ethan: What are you talking about? What the fuck is wrong with you?
Moreau: I can’t hold it in anymore! Oh God. Oh, Mother why? Why!?
Ethan: What am I supposed to do? He said the exit’s underwater. If I can drain the water… Shit, there’s no power.
Ethan: Ugh, seriously…?
Ethan: I’m not looking to be fish food.
Moreau: Up and down!
Ethan: Damn.
Ethan: It stinks.
Moreau: I’m the best! Watch me, Mama! I’ll do better next time, Momma…
Ethan: Caught myself a big one. I need to get out of here!
Ethan: OK!
Ethan: Got it!
Moreau: My precious water! No!
Moreau: I’ll make you proud, Mother. Watch me!
Ethan: I guess I gotta do this.
Moreau: Get out of my way! Take, take this! Stop! You bastard! Why do you hate me? You’re the reason Mother doesn’t love me. I’ve, I’ve been saving this one. Oh, why? Stop picking on me! Don’t look at me that way! Please Mother Miranda, I’m trying. I’m not stupid! D-Don’t run. Ugh…this… isn’t fair… Listen to me! Nooooo!
Ethan: Can’t get caught in that.
Moreau: Stop! Ha ha! I don’t want to die. Oh it hurts so much. Don’t look at me that way! Damn you! H-Help me! Mother! Maaaaaaaaaaaa—!
Ethan: In death as he was in life. Disgusting. The exit’s up ahead…
Heisenberg: You’re better off than I thought.
Ethan: Who’s that?
Heisenberg: Oh come on, we just met a while back! Not that it has a matters…
Ethan: You’re the last asshole in my way, aren’t you?
Heisenberg: You’ve got fight, I’ll give you that, Ethan. But what’s the plan when you have all four flasks?
Ethan: What’re you trying to get at?
Heisenberg: I could lend you a hand.
Ethan: Trying to get on my good side?
Heisenberg: Don’t get cocky. I’d kill you if you weren’t worth the trouble… There’s a stronghold not too far outside the village. Go there and get my flask. Do that, and you pass. First, head back to the graveyard.
Ethan: Self-centered prick