Crow: And so, the Prophet led us into Peking, where we demonstrated to the Sodom Below the transmission our founders had given us. And when the Mandarins and hypocrites of Washington betrayed him, our Prophet did not heel. He did not come crawl...
Male: They're here!
Male 2: You've got no backbone.
Male 3: Guards!
Male 4: You're letting him escape, come on!
Male 5: Box him in!
Male 6 I'll cut your heart out!
Male 7: I'll kill you.
Male 8: Can you see where he went?
Male 9: Put him down!
Male 10: I'll tear your head off!
Male 11: What exactly was the great emancipator emancipating the Negro from?From his daily bread! From the nobility of honest work! From wealthy patrons, who sponsored them from cradle to grave. From clothing and shelter! And what have they done with their freedom? Why, go to Finkton and you shall find out. No animal is born free...except the white man. And it is our burden to care for the rest of creation.
Radio Announcer: Shortly after one o'clock this afternoon, the scoundrel--believed now by many to be Vox Populi--began his terrible rampage. Trouble began almost instantly. Full of wrath and bent on harm, the anarchist maliciously wounded several Columbian peacemakers, before then arming himself and firing into an assemblage of virtuous fair-goers.
Recorded Message: Have excessive products for your safety!
Recording: Sweet mother of Columbia. Why do we worship three symbols in your memory? We worship the sword, so that we might avenge you. We worship the raven, so that we might cover this city with eyes. We worship the coffin, because it symbolizes the weight of our failure.
Chinese Prisoner: Why do you do this? I just want to go back to my family! No!! Why?! WHY?!
Male 12: Guide me, Lady [inaudible 00:07:31]!
Male 13: Yeah!
Booker: What's this? Some new kind of vigor? It's a hell of a thing.
Narrator: Press to summon murderous crows! Hold and release to create a nest trap!
Gunship PA: The False Shepherd, this anarchist, is either a mulatto dwarf or a Frenchman with a missing left eye, no more than four foot and nine inches.
Booker: I bet I can get to Monument Island from that station.
Female Witness: He was taller than that...slimmer. His eyes were farther apart.
Policeman: Mmm hmm. What color were his eyes?
Female Witness: Blue...no, green. Hm, I can't remember. His eyes were bigger than that. Squin...ah!!
Male 14: There he is, get him!
Male 15: Take off his head!
Vending Machine: Who needs complications, when you have quality!
Female: Get him out of there!
Male 16: I'll tear your head off!
Male 17: I'll kill you.
Male 18: Now! Reloading!
Male 19: Ancient mariner! Let the vigor undertow disperse...
Male 20: This is gonna get messy. Cover the gate!
Vending Machine: I appreciate a lady who appreciates value!
Booker: Whoa! Whoa!
Male 21: Surrender!
Male 22: You're not so tough!
Gunship PA: Give heed, believers! There is menace! There is threat! The False Shepherd--here in Columbia! Full of hate, and avarice, and guile, like all his kind in the Sodom Below. He seeks the Lamb...and hastens to her Tower, even now. His intent is ruin.
Zachary Hale Comstock: And the Lord saw that the wickedness of man was great. And he repented he had made man on the earth. Rain! Forty days and forty nights of the stuff. And he left not a thing that walked, alive. You see, my friends? Even God is entitled to a do-over. And what is Columbia, if not another ark, for another time?