Quotes

Watch Dogs

Aiden Pearce: I thought I could fix a little girl's death, but instead it led to all of this. Exposed lies, corrupted kings, a broken city. And me, a changed man. I don't look back anymore. I don't regret. I look forward. Everything is connected, and I'll use that to expose, to protect, and if necessary - to punish.

Tobias Frewer: Hey, don't leave me hanging... w-what happened?
Aiden Pearce: M.I.Bs.
Tobias Frewer: I knew it, yes! I think we just did the cops a huge favor my friend, though I guess they won't see it that way...
Aiden Pearce: Tobias...
Tobias Frewer: Yeah...
Aiden Pearce: Lose this number...
Tobias Frewer: Oh yeah, sure yeah, done. I'll let you know if I hear anything else...

Jordi Chin: Okay, we got a bunch of dead bodies, right? We got 40,000 people above us. We needed a distraction - I called the cops.
Aiden Pearce: You didn't?
Jordi Chin: Oh yeah. True story. So cops arrive... and Maurice's little band of brothers arrive, and pow, pow, pow, pow, pow.
Aiden Pearce: Jordi, tell me you're joking.
Jordi Chin: No, no, I called them too. Look, we got a messy altercation at the end of the game. You and I slip away undetected. You'll appreciate the plan tomorrow.

Aiden Pearce: Some might blame you for Lena's death.
Damien Brenks: I wonder who would think that, hmm? But why stop there? Perhaps we should blame you. As I recall, the Merlaut Job was your plan.
Aiden Pearce: I blame myself every day. For the plan. For meeting you. For not stopping you when I had the chance. I don't make that mistake anymore. I see a problem, I step in.
Damien Brenks: Oh yes, the vigilante. I've read your headlines.
Aiden Pearce: You're the only problem I see now. And I'm coming for you.

Dermot 'Lucky' Quinn: Don't be a stoat, Mr. Iraq. Where I grew up, we shot them between the eyes.

Clara Lille: I'm happy you're well. You want to tell me what happened?
Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: Corporate espionage. Crooked cops. Big explosions, honey!

[Sentinel leak video]
[a woman is seen practicing singing in an operatic tone, then an angry man starts knocking]
Operatic Woman: [operatic tone] Shuuuuuuuut uuuuuuuUUUUUUUUP!
Man: [knocks again] Hey, would you knock it off in there?
Operatic Woman: [operatic tone] AAAAAAASSHOOOOOOOLE!
[Another knock is heard]
Operatic Woman: [operatic tone] AAAAAAAASS-agh!
Man: Shut the fuck up!
Operatic Woman: [yelling] Seriously, shut up!
Man: I can't stand this shit no more! Shut up NOW!
[the woman goes back to singing her opera]
Man: [End sentinel leak video]

Damien Brenks: CTOS... it really is a wonder of human ingenuity. A model system making a model city for model citizens. I wonder what Blume said about potential hacks to the system. Sound debate, I'm sure. "Hackers? Oh relax. Our CTOS is the most advanced blabbidy blah blah blah." Hubris, Aiden. It'll get you every time. But then you know that very well, don't you?

Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: You feel that? That's the weight of trillions of bytes of information at your fingertips.

Dermot 'Lucky' Quinn: Bigger men than you have tried to destroy me, and I've ripped them apart, one by one.

Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: You can stay at my place. Just don't touch my stuff. Don't monkey with my system, and don't make any noise.
Tobias Frewer: Yeah... I'll try to control myself.
Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: And most importantly, do *not* touch any of my beer.
Tobias Frewer: I don't drink!
Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: Of course you don't.

Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: I think I can handle a few nerds with expensive toys. I'm bringing Eugene.
Tobias Frewer: Eugene...
Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: [whistling] Here boy!
Tobias Frewer: You have a dog? I'm allergic to dogs.
Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: He's not a dog.
Tobias Frewer: Well, I'm allergic to cats too.
Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: [Picks up R/C car]

Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: Any sign of fixers...
Tobias Frewer: Yeah.
Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: I got you covered.
Tobias Frewer: Yup.
Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: You understand?
Tobias Frewer: Yeah.
Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: This is *our* trap.
Tobias Frewer: Yeah.
Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: Say it.
Tobias Frewer: This is our trap. This is our trap. This is our trap.
Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: Tobias...
Tobias Frewer: Yeah?
Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: You can't keep on saying it, otherwise they'll know it's a trap.
Tobias Frewer: Yeah... This is our trap...

Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: Here. Be a fixer.
Tobias Frewer: What? I can't do that!
Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: Yes you can! This is your moment, man. Just be like one of them shadowy guys in one of your comic books.
Tobias Frewer: It's graphic novels!
Fixer contact on phone: Is it done?
Tobias Frewer: It is done.
Fixer contact on phone: Both of them?
Tobias Frewer: Yes. Both targets are terminated.
Fixer contact on phone: Alright. Good. Defalt will want to see the bodies. I'll send you the location.
Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: What the fuck was that? That was awful.
Tobias Frewer: What? He... he bought it.
Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: "It is done."
Tobias Frewer: Shut up.

Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: What is that?
Tobias Frewer: Apparently, it's called a Wet Zambezi.
Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: What happened to the beer I bought you?
Tobias Frewer: I had to pour it out. It smelled awful.
Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: It smelled like beer.
Tobias Frewer: Yeah, well this smells like fruit.
[Spitting out]
Tobias Frewer: Oh, That is foul. That doesn't taste like fruit at all. Aw... Oh no, wait for it--oh, there it is. It has like a fruity aftertaste. Maybe I should just get a juice.
Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: [laughing] You are hopeless, Frewer.

Tobias Frewer: Now, it's your turn.
Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: What's that?
Tobias Frewer: Quinkie's! I got you a double dog donut combo.
Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: No.
Tobias Frewer: Come on Ray, just try it. Just a bite, I mean, there's a reason why the chain is so successful.
Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: Yeah, because they pump addictive chemicals into the special sauce.
Tobias Frewer: No!
Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: Yeah!
Tobias Frewer: That's what I thought too. It's just mayonnaise and relish. Come on, man, I drank with you.
Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: That tropical monstrosity is *not* a drink. It doesn't count.
Tobias Frewer: Ray, I'm gonna make you eat this fucking burger.
Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: No!
Tobias Frewer: Try it!
Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: No!
Tobias Frewer: Just a bite!
Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: No! No! Look, I will taze you! Back off!
Tobias Frewer: Bite it, Ray! I swear to... eat the...
Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: Jesus Harold Christ...
Tobias Frewer: Aw, come on, it's not that bad.
Raymond 'T-Bone' Kenney: No, goddamnit, it's delicious.

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