Story/Night 3-2 (Part2)/Script
[Outpost secured.]
Makarov: Outpost secured. Flawlessly done, Commander.
I shall start decoding the data. Get me a chair, SKS.
SKS: Ha, and where do you suggest I get a chair? We couldn’t even find the door knob when we came in.
AK-47: Hmm... How can Sangvis units bear rotting in this dumpster.
SKS: This place is only for those in the lower ranks. You should be glad there’s a charging port.
AK-47: Ha, I pity those pugs and angelfish.
SKS: You aren’t a fish. How do you even know they’re pitiful?.
AK-47: Just look at this place. Not a single drop of vodka. I can’t stand being in here for even half an hour.
SKS: See, AK47, that’s your problem. You mustn’t indulge in such worldly material gratification.
You should always be contemplating the purpose of our existence as T-Dolls.
AK-47: Tch. So you’re saying, those Sangvis trash have a higher form of existence than me?
Makarov: What kind of nonsense are you two prattling about?
SKS: Aren’t you the least bit intrigued, Makarov? About the origin and objective of Sangvis T-Dolls?
Makarov: They are enemies who threaten Griffin’s interests. We just have to destroy them.
SKS: Humph. Surely you know quite a lot Makarov, since you’re such good buddies with OTs-14.
AK-47: That’s right. C’mon, give us some insider story!
Makarov: ...
There, target location acquired. Break time’s over.
SKS: Hey! You know something, don’t you?! You must know quite a lot, Makarov!
Makarov: ...What differences does knowing make?
AK-47, SKS, no matter what we know, our orders as T-Dolls will never change.
Destroying Sangvis Ferri is all we have to do. So let’s continue our mission.