The Saboteur (2009 Video Game)

Robin Atkin Downes: Sean

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• Dierker : Guten Abend, Herr Morini. Always a pleasure to welcome one of our Italian friends to the Fatherland. I was just speaking of my admiration for General Mussolini. A kindred spirit to our own führer. Your country is fortunate to have such a leader, ja?

  Vittore : Racing is my passion. I find little time for politics.

  Dierker : Sometimes, racing -is- politics.

  Vittore : No. There is a difference.

  Dierker : You must forgive my ignorance, Herr Morini. We Germans are a simple people. Perhaps you would enlighten us further?

  Sean : [Cuts in]  One's a hobby for rich assholes who can't get laid without a flashy car and a silly uniform. The other is racing.

• Sean : How do you like your steak?

  Skylar : Bloody, of course.

• Father Dennis : I sense a great pain weighs on your heart, Sean. I want you to know, I am here for you. Would you like me to hear your confession?

  Sean : No thank you, Father. My pain isn't a burden that needs to be lifted. It's the fire that keeps me warm.

• Father Dennis : The Church cowers in silence, but I could not turn a blind eye to the evil I have witnessed.

  Sean : Cheers to you, padre. Your reward waits in heaven, whether you show up wearin' that collar or not.

• Luc : Have you ever handled explosives before?

  Sean : I handled a bombshell once, turned out she was married.

• Sean : What the hell's the matter with you? Now you're usin' girls to do your dirty work?

  Luc : I haven't used anyone. Those who serve our Cause do so because they are patriots.

  Sean : I can't stand that word. I've heard it all my life from men with blood on their hands.

  Luc : This is not a cricket match. We don't wear uniforms and we don't play by the rules. Every one of us must be ready to do whatever is necessary.

  Sean : I already lost her brother. I'll be damned if I'm gonna lose Veronique as well. She can have no part in this.

  Veronique : [to Sean]  You once said that Jules was his own man. Well, I am my own woman. Do not presume to tell me what to do.

  Veronique : [to Luc]  Either of you.

  Sean : [after Veronique leaves]  Count your enemies, Luc. If anything happens to her, you'll have made one too many.

• Veronique : It's not polite to eavesdrop. Didn't they teach you that in boarding school?

  Skylar : Quite the opposite, actually.

  Veronique : Perhaps you were too busy screwing your teachers to notice.

  Skylar : [Chuckles]  Please. We can't all die virgins.

  Sean : Oh, brother. Let's go, Jules.

• Skylar : I've been craving a little undercover work.

  Sean : We can play any game you like when this is over, but from now on I'll be pourin' me own drinks.

• Veronique : Is that seaweed on your collar?

  Sean : I got a bit homesick. Started swimmin' back to Ireland.

• [Katz presents a sniper rifle] 

  Katz : She's as deadly as a scorpion, her sting can stop a man's heart at 500 meters.

  Sean : Sounds like me' ex-girlfriend.

• Luc : Tell me, Sean, how did you like your first taste of revenge?

  Sean : I may give up whiskey.

  [Chuckles] 

  Sean : Probably not.

• Dierker : We are going to hell, aren't we, Irishman?

  Sean : Maybe. But you'll get there before me.

  [Shoots Dierker] 

• Bishop : How do you feel, Mr. Devlin?

  Sean : Whew. I could eat a nun's arse through a convent gate.

  Bishop : I see.

  Sean : But I'll settle for that case of Scotch.

• Bishop : If you can pull this one off, they'll give you the Victoria Cross.

  Sean : Oh, is that some sorta medal?

  Bishop : The VC is my government's highest honor.

  Sean : Then I'll know what to wipe me arse with.

• Sean : [In a burning Nazi Building]  Wish I had time to rescue a few bottles of Scotch.

• Sean : They couldn't send somebody else?

  Skylar : They did. The first engineer they sent died suddenly in his sleep.

  Sean : How'd ya hear?

  Skylar : I was lying next to him at the time.

  Sean : I thought you didn't mix business with pleasure.

  Skylar : His pleasure. My business.

• Margot : For what I know, I could be talking to Gestapo.

  Sean : [chuckles]  No, but I'm sure they'd love to have a chat with me.

• Kwong : I have not as of yet perfected the brain-washing technique. I will have...

  Sean : Brain-washin'? I'd rather my brain stayed dirty.

• Wilcox : We should have topped the bastard when we had the chance.

  Sean : That's a habit with you, isn't it? Talkin' bollocks.

  Wilcox : You and I are about two seconds from doing the business, Devlin.

  Sean : Sorry, mate, I'm strictly butter side up.

• Skylar : And your friend is a chef?

  Sean : I can't speak for his cooking, but he does live in a slaughterhouse.

• Gaspard : Young man. I must know. My son. Did he... Was it quick?

  Sean : Aye. Quick and painless.

  [Gaspard leaves] 

  Sean : Bastard that killed him won't be so lucky.

• Wilcox : It takes a hard heart and a steady hand to face a man like Dierker. They shoulda sent a real soldier.

  Sean : Too bad you were too busy wankin' off in church.

• Wilcox : War is nothing but murder writ large. Kill one man or a thousand... Doesn't make a piss o' difference in the grand scheme o' things.

  Sean : I suppose that depends on who's doin' the killin' and who's doin' the dyin'.

• Margot : A Nazi General by the name of Loder has organized a series of book burnings in Paris. Thousands of rare and priceless volumes have already been destroyed. I want you to put the end to this atrocity.

  Sean : [chuckles]  Perhaps I'll compose a nasty poem in the General's honor...

  Margot : A bullet in the head will suffice.

• Horst : Oh that boy had talent... maybe enough to take home the cup.

  Sean : I would have taken that damn cup! If that cheating bastard hadn't shot me fuckin' tire out! I mean, if that were me. But it wasn't.