Song Woke Up Again to My Evil Twin

Something wicked this style comes.

Max Payne is a PC tertiary-person shooter written past Sam Lake, developed by Remedy Entertainment and published past Gathering of Developers in 2001. The game is set in the early 2000's of New York Urban center and follows the eponymous avenger, a DEA undercover agent, gone vigilante. Max Payne received positive reviews for its bullet time gunplay and storytelling graphic novel, cartoon inspiration from Hong Kong action cinema, motion-picture show noir and hardboiled detective fiction. The serial is currently owned by Take-Two Interactive and developed by Rockstar Games. It has inspired one sequel by Remedy (Max Payne 2: The Fall of Max Payne), 1 sequel past Rockstar (Max Payne iii) and a film by 20th Century Play a joke on.

Part I: The American Dream [edit]

Prologue [edit]

• They were all dead. The concluding gunshot was an exclamation mark to everything that had led to this bespeak. I released my finger from the trigger. And then it was over.
• See? My final smoke. Information technology's bad for the baby.
• Life was good.
  The sun setting on a sweet summer's day, the smell of freshly mowed lawns, the sounds of children playing--
  A firm across the river, on the Jersey-side. A beautiful wife and a baby daughter.
  The American Dream come true.
  But dreams have a nasty habit of going bad when you're not looking.
• The lord's day went down with practiced blowing. Twilight crawled across the sky, laden with foreboding.
  I didn't similar the way the show started. Only they had given me the best seat in the firm. Front end row eye.

Chapter One: Roscoe Street Station [edit]

• The feeling hit me similar a bespeak-blank shot straight in the face up: something was not right about this.
  My Beretta stirred nervously under my coat...
  But the train doors had already shut behind me, and I was in for the ride.
  Next stop: Roscoe Street Station.
• So much for being subtle.

Chapter Two: Live from the Crime Scene [edit]

Max Payne: We come up to you now live from the crime scene.

Jim Bravura: Who is this?

Max Payne: Right back at you.

Jim Bravura: This is deputy chief Jim Bravura from the NYPD. Yous are to finish your criminal activities and surrender immediately.

Max Payne: Certain thing, Jim. Me and the boys accept been talking, and everyone'southward existent sorry. They'll never do it once more.

Jim Bravura: Who the hell is this?

Narrator: Being placed in the middle of the scene in the crime wouldn't have tipped the odds in my favor.

Chapter Iii: Playing It Bogart [edit]

Joey Finito: Ladies and gentlemen, it's the pain in the butt.

Virgilio Finito: Hurting to the max!

Max Payne: Yous're killing me. Did y'all make that upward yourselves, or did you get some wino downstairs to come up up with it?

Chapter Four: The Claret Veins of New York [edit]

• The word was out. A deadly virus released into the metropolis's decadent circulatory system.
  Something wicked this style comes.
  Max Payne at large.

Affiliate Five: Let the Gun Do the Talking [edit]

• A bomb went off, turning snowfall into liquid gilded. (...)
  It was a lucky interruption. The goons inside were spooked, but luck always came with a cost tag.

Chapter Six: Fear That Gives Men Wings [edit]

• Gognitti bailed. I made like Chow Yun-Fat.
• I don't know nigh angels, but it'southward fear that gives men wings.

Chapter 7: Police Brutality [edit]

Vinnie Gognitti: Police force brutality!

Max Payne: I rate pretty high on that.

Chapter 8: Ragna Rock [edit]

• Ragna Rock was equally inviting as a headache, flickering and flashing to a auto gun beat.
  The belly of the nightclub was a gothic theme park that began with chains games, and led to the nasty stuff from in that location--
  As subtle with its dark message as a cop killer bullet through the centre.
  Similar father, like son. Merely similar Jack Lupino.
• Ragnarok, the terminate of the Viking world with a terrible winter that covered the Earth in ice, when vile crimes were rampant and all humanity lost.
  I could encounter how someone impressionable might go it into their caput that we were at the end of time.

Chapter Nine: An Empire of Evil [edit]

• The flesh of fallen angels.
• Beelzebub, Asmodeus, Baphomet, Lucifer, Loki, Cthulhu, Lilith, Hela... Blood given to you all...
  He was afterwards that old Faustian deal - your soul for power and fortune, just sign on the dotted line with your claret.
• After Y2K the end of the earth had become a cliche.
  Only who was I to talk, a brooding underdog avenger alone against an empire of evil, out to correct a grave injustice.
  Everything was subjective. At that place were only personal apocalypses. Nothing is a platitude when it's happening to y'all.
• Secrets... living nether the skin of reality. I've seen information technology, the abuse of flesh!
  I'm the wolf! Aye! I am the wolf!
  Information technology'south close. Information technology'southward coming. You take come. The witness to the end of time. It'southward at present! I will rise to her side!
  I don't need the words!
  I'1000 across the words!
• I had known there'd have to be a take hold of in information technology somewhere, and this one was the Empire State Building of catches.
  [...] Lupino was pumped upward and dying to get 15 rounds with a mutant alligator.

Function II: A Cold Day in Hell [edit]

Prologue [edit]

Mona Sax: Mona Sax. Lisa's evil twin.

Max Payne: Your prophylactic'south off, evil twin. You might injure somebody with that gun of yours.

Mona Sax: Lisa's the damsel in distress. I'1000 the professional. I'd blow you away without batting an eye.

Max Payne: Certain, and you tin can check out my credentials splattered all over this articulation.

• The nightmare was always the same.
  Violent shapes moving in darkness, erstwhile and ugly. The killer's mad laughter was a riddle filled with wicked innuendo.
  Somewhere the baby was crying.

• Shoot 'em fulla holes, blow 'em to bits, vaporize 'em, disintegrate 'em, no matter whatchu do, they'll yet be dorsum, skilful equally new.

Chapter One: The Baseball Bat [edit]

Narrator: I woke upward in a bad dream. My head felt two sizes too small for my brain.

Frankie Niagara: Max Payne, I envy your name.

Narrator: And the killer was smiling.

Frankie Niagara: Pleased to meet you. I'm Frankie "The Bat" Niagara.

Max Payne: Niagara, as in y'all cry a lot?

Narrator: He had a baseball bat, and I was tied to a chair. Pissing him off was the smart thing to practise.

Chapter Two: An Offer Yous Can't Refuse [edit]

• None of us was a saint.
• No minotaur lurked in this labyrinth, but somewhere out there, on the clanking deck of his cargo freighter, the skipper of the Charon was waiting...

Affiliate Iii: With Rats and Oily Water [edit]

Vladimir: This could exist the beginning of a cute friendship.

Max Payne: You really get a bang out of this big time gangster deed, don't you?

Chapter Four: Put Out My Flames With Gasoline [edit]

Angelo Punchinello: Payne! You lot're a dead human being.

Max Payne: That'due south what everybody keeps telling me.

Chapter 5: Affections of Expiry [edit]

• The numbing common cold of the broken night had followed me in.
  Upstairs the trio tangoed downwards the manor halls to the silent rhythm of their murderous hearts, the claret of their victims rust on their lips.
• Punchinello was a pushover.
  The moment I stepped into the room he folded like a deuce earlier a royal affluent.

Part III: A Flake Closer to Heaven [edit]

Prologue [edit]

• Take me to Common cold Steel.
• I was in a graphic novel. Funny as hell, it was the most horrible thing I could think of.

Chapter One: Take Me to Common cold Steel [edit]

• Staggering on the mill roof in water ice and snow and wild wind, I was a ninja. My kung fu was strong.
  I wasn't kidding anyone.
  At all-time, I was Superman on kryptonite, well-nigh to fall through a skylight, down to where it was all going down.

Chapter Two: Hidden Truths [edit]

• I was shut enough to hear the secrets just beyond the next doorway.

Chapter 3: The Deep Half-dozen [edit]

• I had taken on the role of the mythic detective: Bogart every bit Marlowe, or as Sam Spade going after the Maltese Falcon, to unravel all the mysteries.
  Following a path of clues to that final revelation, even if it would have me down to the cold, cavernous depths of a grave.
• Project Valhalla.
  5 for valkyr, 5 for Valhalla.
  Suddenly information technology read like a crackpot conspiracy theory.

Chapter Four: Backstabbing Bastard [edit]

• I hadn't slept in a 1000000 years.
• When the darkness fell, New York City became something else, any old Sinatra song however.
  Bad things happened in the night, on the streets of that other urban center. Noir York City.

Affiliate Five: In the Land of the Blind [edit]

Alfred Woden: Mr. Payne, I would like to introduce yous to my colleagues in what we call The Inner Circle.

Max Payne: Y'all've been watching too much X-Files.

• In the state of the bullheaded the one-eyed man is male monarch.

Chapter Six: Byzantine Power Game [edit]

• I had dreamed of revenge.
  Those dreams were always nightmares, of coming close and then failing.
  At present I was close. I had a name to guide me. Nicole Horne.
  I had zip to lose.

Chapter Seven: Nothing to Lose [edit]

• Mine wasn't the near original approach to the problem, information technology wasn't as if it hadn't all been done before--
  An eye for an eye, the first principle of revenge, former as dirt, still going potent.
  The cardinal dominion in going after someone with an intention to kill was non to make information technology personal, which it almost e'er ended upwardly existence anyway.

Affiliate Eight: Pain and Suffering [edit]

• Valkyr had been meant to be a white-winged maiden who would elevator y'all to a warrior'south heaven.
  Only it had turned out to be a one-way demon ride to hell.
  The devil was in the drug. I knew. I had met him.
• It'southward ridiculous you've fabricated it this far.
• No begging, no bribes. She knew ameliorate. Honor amongst killers; we who are about to die. Both of us knew how this would end: in hurting and suffering.
• They were all dead. The final gunshot was an exclamation marking to everything that had led to this point. I released my finger from the trigger.
  Then it was all over. The storm seemed to lose its frenzy. The ragged clouds gave fashion to the stars above.
  A chip closer to sky.

External links [edit]

• Max Payne quotes at the Internet Movie Database
• Official Max Payne website

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