Max Payne 3 (Video Game 2012) Poster

(2012 Video Game)

James McCaffrey: Max Payne

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  • Max Payne : The way I see it there's two types of people, those who spend their lives trying to build a future and those who spend their lives trying to rebuild the past.

  • Max Payne : So I guess I'd become what they wanted me to be, a killer. Some rent-a-clown with a gun who puts holes in other bad guys. Well that's what they had paid for, so in the end that's what they got. Say what you want about Americans but we understand capitalism. You buy yourself a product and you get what you pay for, and these chumps had paid for some angry gringo without the sensibilities to know right from wrong. Here I was about to execute this poor bastard like some dime store angel of death and I realized they were correct, I wouldn't know right from wrong if one of them was helping the poor and the other was banging my sister...

  • Marcelo Branco : Say Max, you're a man of the world. What do you fuckin' do with it?

    Max Payne : about what?

    Marcelo Branco : what do you do about life?

    Max Payne : Look at me, I'm standing in a nightclub, listening to music I can't stand, I'm five thousand miles from home, I'm armed and I'm drinking. You don't want to listen to advice from me, amigo.

  • Max Payne : [playing piano]  There it was, the soundtrack to my life, and, for a few seconds, came harmony. Finally.

  • Max Payne : I had a hole in my second favourite drinking arm, and the only way we were likely to get Fabiana back now was in instalments. Whoever our uninvited guests were... I was about done playing soldiers.

  • Raul Passos : I ain't waiting to see who else shows up. Come on.

    Max Payne : I thought about saying "the cops". But this was no time for bad jokes.

  • Mobster : Excuse me, you Max Payne?

    Max Payne : Somehow, I didn't think he was about to tell me I'd won the lottery...

  • Max Payne : Haven't you figured out I don't speak your fucking language?

    Commando Sombra Member : Seu gringo de merda! Cala a boca, seu gringo!

    Max Payne : That's right, I may be a moron, but here's the thing... I ain't quite as dumb as I seem.

  • Max Payne : Time was a luxury I couldn't afford.

  • Max Payne : Listen, if you think I can still do a job, what have I got to lose? Apart from the weight. Very funny... Ha ha... Yes, that is a fake laugh, you jerk.

  • Max Payne : I'd killed more cops than cholesterol and still no sign of Becker. It wasn't the first time it dawned on me I should probably have gone over the plan in more detail, but it was too late for that now.

  • Max Payne : [hitting the elevator button]  So what am I, the button pusher?

    Raul Passos : Yeah, you're so good at it. Good job.

  • Max Payne : I might have written the book on bad ideas, but Passos wasn't afraid to quote from it.

  • Anders Detling : Uh- don't shoot, por favor!

    Max Payne : You're an American?

    Anders Detling : Sure. Yeah, I'm from Steele, North Dakota, just outside of Bismark. Anders Detling. This is some place, huh? The-they told me it was a little fresh, but I wasn't expecting things to be quite like this.

    Max Payne : No?

    Anders Detling : No, see, I've... I've seen things. I was a cop for 25 years. I've seen me run over by combies. I've seen husbands who just ate their wives, but a gun fight in the disco?

    Max Payne : You were a cop?

    Anders Detling : Yeah, just retired. Whoa, what a life that was. And it gave me the money to raise a family. Look, I got a girl in a college in Wisconsin and a boy who's playing football for Minnesota state. Do you want to see a picture?

    Max Payne : No, no that's alright. It sounds nice. Listen, you stay in here, don't be a hero!

    Anders Detling : Oh, I won't. I'm retired.

    Max Payne : [narrating]  Happy, healthy ex-cop, give me a break!

  • Max Payne : I was a dumb American in a place where dumb Americans are less popular than the clap...

  • Victor Branco : [laughs]  You know I'll walk.

    Max Payne : You'll walk... with a limp!

  • [repeated line] 

    Raul Passos : Need a hand?

    Max Payne : No. Do you?

  • Max Payne : It had taken me right into the heart of it. Becker's gimps were everywhere, so he and Branco must be close. Smart move would have been sticking with Da Silva and going straight to the hangar, but when was I ever about smart moves? I'm a dumb move guy, "Hey Max, we'll drive onto the runway, No thanks I'll walk into the main entrance". I'd put a big shit shit-eating grin on my face and let these assholes take turns trying to kill me, that's my style and it's too late in the day to hope for change. Boy were they throwing numbers at this problem, but then I wanted this. Was it redemption? Not really, it was pathetic desperation and not much else. The further in I got the more guys I saw, Becker wasn't running a police force, he was running an army. These guys were better trained and better equipped than anyone I'd seen out here and I seen some mean sons of bitches. The mission was screaming suicide but I didn't give a damn, at least I'd die being a pain in the ass...

  • Max Payne : [after taking painkillers]  Breakfast of champions.

  • Max Payne : [entering nightclub]  This kind of place made me want to puke. I needed a real drink to cope with the electronic music and robotic people.

  • [Passos kicks the soccer ball to the goalie while taking care of Max to the first aid kit] 

    Max Payne : Dumb sport...

    Raul Passos : Hey, careful, my friend. That's blasphemy in this town.

  • Max Payne : [after shot Tony De Marco in the chest, narrating]  I don't know why I did it, I guess I never liked seeing girls get hit, but from that moment, I was dead in that town.

  • Max Payne : This town had more smoke and mirrors than a strip-club locker room.

  • Max Payne : What about Marcelo?

    Wilson DaSilva : Marcelo, Marcelo... was an idiot. Were this true, I certainly don't believe he could possibly known about it, but I do believe that some other scheme, you know, some other bullshit, whatever that cash was Victor could have talked into something, I don't know yet.

    Max Payne : And Passos?

    Wilson DaSilva : Raul Passos is a bum ex-cop.

    Wilson DaSilva : [gets in his car, along with Max]  He failed in America, failed in Sao Paulo, he was surrounded by more money, and more poverty than his tiny little head can handle. You think guys like that can be brought?

    Max Payne : No, but if...

    Wilson DaSilva : But nothing. He's probrably not a bad guy. he's just a man caught in the cross fire of a very rich family.

    Max Payne : [pauses]  What about me?

    Wilson DaSilva : You? You're the fall guy. The American, running around, acting like an action hero, killing lots of people.

    Wilson DaSilva : [chuckles]  You're a stroke of genius.

    Max Payne : That ain't how it is.

    Wilson DaSilva : You were an angry ex-cop. You were sitting in the bar, with a history of violence, and a history of bad temper. You were perfect.

    Max Payne : Me and Passos went to the academy together.

    Wilson DaSilva : Did you?

    Max Payne : [upsetting]  I don't fuckin' know!

  • Max Payne : So much for a lazy Sunday afternoon. My next trick would be a high wire act, with a fiery pit for a safety net, it was nice that no one was shooting at me for a change, but i'd take a shot in the head over a slow roast on a spit any day of the goddamn week.

  • Max Payne : The smell in this place reminded me of how long it had been since I'd had any food. A drinker eats when he's loaded. A real drunk eats when he's not.

  • Raul Passos : You want a camel coat, bro?

    Max Payne : I'm fine with the leather!

    Raul Passos : There's plenty here going begging!

    Max Payne : This don't show the blood so much!

  • Max Payne : I ain't slipping, man. I'm slipped.

  • Max Payne : Jesus Christ, these bastards made the NYPD look like the Hare Krishnas.

  • Max Payne : [after shooting a "pirate" on the zipline]  My judgement is lousy, but my hand is steady.

  • Neves : What the fuck is your problem, man?

    Max Payne : My problem? My problem? Wanna know what my problem is? You're turning humans into glue, that's what my fucking problem is!

  • Max Payne : A barely recovering alcoholic and an unarmed pregnant woman. We were hardly a SEAL team.

  • Max Payne : We'd half destroyed Sao Paulo's most hallowed place of worship. Looking back it was strange how the cops never showed up. But things had a habit of only making sense to me looking back long after I'd run out of time to fix them.

  • Max Payne : Look at me, i'd been contracted to protect two people, one was being held in some hole and the other was sitting at his desk with a bullet in his head, and the company that had it's logo on my pay check was burning on top of my head.

  • [repeated line] 

    Max Payne : Fancy seeing you here!

  • Tony DeMarco : Hey, let me ask you a question, where the fuck are your donuts?

    Max Payne : This kid had a well-developed sense of humor, for New Jersey.

  • Max Payne : [taking painkillers]  Saying goodbye is painful.

  • Max Payne : [playing piano]  This was the place, if not the time, to play my dirge...

    Max Payne : [attempts to play the main theme on the piano but hits the wrong note while playing]  It didn't come out right, but I wasn't in much of a stare to do anything, apart from kill people. Maybe that's the only thing I'm good for in any circumstance.

  • Dave : [Max encounters the tourist in the jail cell]  Hey, hey, yeah, you, you...

    Max Payne : Look who it is, Mr. Strip Club Scumbag!

    Dave : [sighs]  You...

    Max Payne : Yeah, me.

    Dave : Mr. High and Mighty. Oh, you ain't going to help me?

    Max Payne : You get what you deserved, pal.

    Dave : Unbelievable!

    Max Payne : Yeah, unbelievable.

    Dave : They were legal!

    Max Payne : Mmhmm.

    Max Payne : [leaving the tourist's incarceration, narrating]  That pervert could enjoy his time.

  • Gang Member : [in Brazilian Portugese]  Hey, American! What are you doing over there?

    Max Payne : [replies in Brazilian Portuguese]  No comprende!

    [I don't know!] 

    Max Payne : Leave me alone!

    Gang Member : [asks Max in both Brazilian Portuguese and English]  Do you got something for me?

    Max Payne : For you? I'll tell you what I got. I got a gun and if anybody thinks they're gonna take it from me they'd be dead wrong!

  • Max Payne : I'd been shot more times than I could remember, but this felt different. Maybe fate was sending me a message. Trying to tell me my luck was finally about to run out. Or maybe I just severed an artery and was bleeding out like any number of fools who got shot playing with guns. Either way, I was failing fast.

  • Max Payne : The Imperial Palace Hotel was a five star, bonafide shit hole.

  • Neves : You bodyguard for the Brancos, they are all dead. You help the poor, today, many of them dead. You are a proper American hero.

    Max Payne : Well at least I fucking tried!

  • Max Payne : [taking painkillers]  I needed something to improve my game.

  • Max Payne : [hitting the button near the painting booth]  I was getting good at this.

  • Max Payne : [after taking painkillers]  My own private welcoming party.

  • Max Payne : [Playing piano on the boat after the massacre]  ... And the band played on.

  • Max Payne : [taking painkillers]  I needed to get to my unhappy place.

  • Max Payne : [narrating, after being chased and ambushed by the third sniper and headed towards the Hall of Fame arena]  Place was like Fort Knox.

  • Max Payne : Examining Victor's laptop in his office: I didn't have time to thumb through the old phrase book Portuguese, but it looked like Victor had been asking for campaign contributions. Rodrigo held the family purse strings and by the looks of it he held them pretty tight.

  • Max Payne : Examining a contribution receipt at the imperial palace hotel: Either Victor Branco and Neves were doing a lot of charity work together or this was payment for something else. Were the Cracha Preto in Victor's pocket? Had he tipped them off about the ransom exchange?

  • Max Payne : [examining Wintersons tombstone]  Detective Valerie Winterson. One of my bullets is buried down there with her. I tell myself it was a tragic misunderstanding. An awful mistake. I tell myself a lot of things. All of it crap. The truth was, it was her or Mona and I made a very bad call. This was one decision of mine I buried deeper than all the others.

  • Max Payne : [examining Gognitti's tombstone]  Vinnie Gognitti. I didn't think there was anything left of him to fill a grave. The poor son of a bitch. His antics had brought the once great house of Punchinello to its knees. And they were still struggling to stand up.

  • Max Payne : I'd been sitting at the bar for three hours, or about five years, depending on how you looked at things. I tried not to look at things. I tried not to think about when it was that my existence became less about the things that make up people's lives and more about the holes that losing those things leave behind, but I wasn't doing a very good job at it.

  • Max Payne : Well, wasn't this nice? The perfect end to a perfect trip. If someone had told me six months ago this was where my life was headed, I'd have ordered a double of whatever they were drinking, drunk it, then blown my head off.

  • Max Payne : It was time to take back control from whoever was out to get me. And if I didn't flush them out, at least my mid-life crisis would confuse them enough so they did something stupid. It was the only hope I had.

  • Max Payne : Another dark rainy night, another police station, another futile crusade for amends. Time moves foward, nothing changes.

  • Max Payne : So that was it, was it? Say the magic word and be absolved of your sins. If only shit were that simple I'd have done it years ago. Me, I'd been stuck in the past so long I'd forgotten what year it was.

  • Max Payne : Poor bastards name was Claudio. I found out later he was some pretty big shot soccer player for the Galatians. Some nearly superstar. Just back from Europe. The usual, scored goals, scored girls. The only box he'd be getting into now, was the one he'd be leaving in.

  • Max Payne : It wasn't pretty, but I guess none of what was about to happen was gonna be.

  • Max Payne : Entering Victor's office at Fabricas Brancos: Victor's office had "second son" written all over it. Half the size of Rodrigo's and about a tenth as fancy. Marcelo's must've been a box in the basement.

  • Max Payne : So, of course I knew they were looking for me, but the airport was about the only place a fat gringo might blend in. Well, there or a sex club.

    Max Payne : My delusions of disguise lasted around two seconds. They were out in force and they were out for me. But then, I was out for them too. Every last one of those bastards.

  • Max Payne : It was your typical trendy hellhole. A playground for the over-preened and under nourished. Sushi and house music and vodka. A place where you don't get through the door unless you're rich, beautiful, or in this instance it seemed... ..a heavily armed psychopath.

  • Max Payne : Figure I might as well die in the sunshine as die in the snow.

  • Max Payne : I knew I wasn't thinking straight - I'd been drinking and popping painkillers for years. I had a liver like a French goose and skin like red leather.

  • Raul Passos : Try to look after yourself Max, huh? Life is worth living.

    Max Payne : Ha! If you say so, pal.

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