This is a sub-page of Soldier of Fortune: Payback.
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Al Qa'im: Intro#
All of the dialogue in this level goes unused, due to the level itself going unused.
- Miller: Christ, I hate this place. This entire country needs to be blown off the map. Glad I can be here to do my part.
- Mason: Well, its like they say, "Its a dirty job, but somebody has to..."
- Miller: Oh, I'm not complaining about the job, I'm complaining about this shit hole country. I love the fuckin' job!
- Mason: I guess. Keeping the world safe and all that.
- Miller: Naw, I could give a crap about keeping the world safe. I'm just here for the killin'.
- Miller: Don't approve, do ya, kid? You're not gonna go too far with that attitude. Used to be; The Shop hired agents with stones. Used to be; we saw real
- action, didn't get sent to the ass-end of the Earth to protect some whiny, pansy diplomat.
- Mason: The pays good. That's the only reason I'm here. Killing has to be done, but its not something I take pleasure in.
- Miller: Well, that's the difference between you and me, boy. For me, the pays just a fringe benefit.
- Mason: Yeah, I guess that is a difference. I'd rather get paid and not have to kill. That's a good day in my book.
- Miller: Too bad for you, then, kid. I expect you're in for a very bad day.
- Miller: Shit! Our Radarsite just went down. We're being jammed!
- Miller: Come on, kid. Like it or not, you're gonna see some action.
- Miller: Get your ass in gear, junior. Follow me! Let's move!
Al Qa'im: Outskirts#
- Miller: Shit! We're outnumbered! Take that .50CAL and lay those fuckers out! I'll cover ya.
- Miller: Those sons of bitches got us pinned down! I'm callin' in for support! Keep me covered.
- Miller: Fuck! They got 'em! Support's down! Support's down!
- Miller: Sniper! Get down, boy.
- Miller: Damn it! Get down, boy, down! Sniper's got a beat on us! We'll have to run to cover or else we're dead. (Damn it! Get down, boy, down! Sniper's locked in! We'll have to run to cover or else we're dead.)
- Miller: The jammer's nearby. Take care of it!
- Miller: I'll take the left side, think you can handle the right?
- Miller: Mason, left side! I've got the right!
- Miller: You smell that? Fuel leak. Get the hell out of there. This thing's gonna blow.
- Miller: C'mon rookie. Move it! You're not fireproof.
- Miller: You got a death wish or something? Move your ass!
- Miller: That my friend is an M2 .50. God what a beautiful piece of hardware. Now, we can either sneak around it like a couple of yellow bellied good for nothin' chicken shits, or we can blow the fucker to kingdom come. I'll leave it to you, but you probably know what we'd do if it were up to me.
- Miller: Come on kid, enough fun and games. Keep in mind the primary objective is Li, hehe. We're supposed to be protecting him remember?
- Miller: Get your ass over here, kid!
- Miller: C'mon, follow me!
- Miller: We gotta to find those jammers!
- Miller: I've got a bad feeling about this... It's too quiet.
- Miller: Ambush! They're on the rooftops!
- Miller: There's a jammer right around the corner... don't get lost.
- Miller: Hey kido, there's a jammer at the end of this yard! Let's go!
- Miller: They're guarding the roof of this house, there'll be a jammer up there.
- Miller: Destroy that radar jammer!
- Miller: Where are you going? We've got a job to do!
- Miller: Wrong way, kid. Get over here!
- Miller: What are you waiting for?
- Miller: There's a jammer at the end of that street, find it and destroy it! I'll cover your back from here.
- Miller: That jammer's still not down. Go destroy it!
- Miller: Watch out for the guy on the scaffolding!
- Miller: Shit, they got mortars...and maybe some RPGs. We've gotta move down this street fast, or we'll be sitting ducks. Find the mortar teams and take them out.
- Miller: Come on, move your ass, kid!
- Miller: C'mere! Stay close to the the wall! (C'mere! Stay close to the wall!)
- Miller: Mason, the mortar teams are on the roof tops. You take care of them, I'll go help the contractors!
- Mason: Sir, yes, sir... At least now I should be able to see them.
- Miller: Come on, shoot them!
- Miller: Get'em, quick!
- Miller: Don't let them get close!
- Miller: Watch out!
- Miller: Cover me!
- Miller: You won't get me, bastards!
- Miller: Ha, take that!
- Miller: Eat this!
- Miller: Die, you bastards!
- Miller: Come on, you bastards!
- Mason: Siddown, bitch.
- Mason: Got that fuck.
- Mason: Shit! Did you see that? (The fucker squirmed). (Shit! Did you see that? The fucker squirmed.)
- Mason: That'll leave a mark. / That should leave a mark. (That'll leave a mark.)
- Mason: Dance, you cunt.
- Mason: Ahhhh! That felt good!
- Miller: Nice shot, Mason!
- Miller: Congratulations! You've been upgraded to the status of 'Little Girl'!
- Miller: Impressive, Mason! Keep it comin'.
- Miller: Whore didn't know what hit him.
- Miller: We've got a bleeder!
- Miller: Target eliminated!
- Miller: Watch where your shooting kid!
- Miller: Hey! Knock it off!
- Mercenary?: Hey you! Over here. Take this rifle. *Cough* *Cough* Don't think it's gonna do me any good. Snipe a few of those bastards for me will ya? The're all around us. Even got a fuckin' mortar team backing them up.
- Miller: "Ambush!"
- Miller: "Common, get out, it's gonna explode!"
- Driver: Emergency! Do you copy? Emergency!! We're about three blocks west of your current location, taking heavy sniper fire. Get your asses over here, or we're not going to be anything more than a few bloodstains on the sidewalk.
- Miller: "Ok, I've got some explosives with me so let's see if we can make a shortcut to the square."
- Miller: "I'll go help the contractors!"
- Mercenary: I'm low on ammo!
- Mercenary: Other side!
- Mercenary: Left side! On the roofs!
- Mercenary: Watch the right side!
- Mercenary: Men, Status!
- Mercenary: Clear on this side!
- Mercenary: Take 'em down!
- Mercenary: Keep firing, keep firing!
- Mercenary: Reloading!
- Mercenary: Cover me!
- Phillip: Hey, you still alive there, pal? If you can read me, get to the south road. The cavalry's coming!