"In the end, what separates a man from a slave? Money? Power? No. A man chooses; a slave obeys... Did that airplane crash? Or was it hijacked? Forced down, forced down by something less than a man, something bred to sleepwalk through life until activated by a simple phrase, spoken by their kindly master. Was a man sent to kill, or a slave? A man chooses, a slave obeys... Come in.

"Stop, would you kindly? "Would you kindly?" ... a powerful phrase... Familiar phrase? "Would you kindly-? Would you kindly-? Wouldyoukindly-? Wouldyoukindly-? ... Would you kindly go to Ryan's office and kill that sonuvabitch?" Sit, would you kindly? Stand... would you kindly? Run. Stop! Turn... A man chooses, a slave obeys. Kill!

"A man CHOOSES! ... A slave... OBEYS!

"OBEY!"

-Andrew Ryan, Bioshock

"Hurry now! Grab Ryan's genetic key! Now would you kindly put it in the goddamned machine?!

"... relieved sigh Nice work, boyo! Ahahaha... Ahahaha..! Hahahaha! It's time ta end this little masquerade.

"There ain't no "Atlas", kid. Never was. Sellin' my line of work takes on a variety of aliases. Hell, once I was a China-man for six months. You've been sworn, so I guess I owe you a little honesty. Name's Frank Fontaine. I gotta say, I had a lotta business partners in my life, but you -- course, after you were "genetically altered" ta bark like a... cocker spaniel when I said, "would you kindly," mighta had somethin' ta do with it, but still. Now, as soon as that machine finishes processin' that genetic key you just fished off Ryan, I'm goin' ta run Rapture tips-to-toes. You've been a pal! You know what they say, "Never mix business with friendship." Thanks for everythin', kid. Don't forget ta say 'hi' to Ryan for me."

-Frank Fontaine a.k.a Atlas, Bioshock

-nx.