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Salazar:
I was starting to wonder when you might notice us.
Leon:
Who are you?
Salazar:
Me llamo Ramon Salazar, the eighth castellan of this magnificent
architecture. I have been honored with the prodigious power from the great
Lord Saddler. I've been expecting you, my brethrens.
Leon:
No thanks, bro.
Salazar:
My, my. We've got a feisty one. If you care for your own well-being, I
suggest you surrender yourself and simply become our hostage. Or Mr. Scott,
you can give us the girl because you're not worth a penny I'm afraid. You
can die.
Leon:
Salazar! How'd you?
Salazar:
We've jacked the line. We didn't want you telling everyone any unnecessary
information.
Leon:
Where's Ashley?
Salazar:
Aw...so she fell into one of our wonderful traps. We'll make sure we find
her. Don't you worry about her. Oh yes. I let our miserable insects out for
some exercise down in the sewer.
Leon:
Thanks. That should keep me company, cuz boredom kills me.
Salazar:
I look forward to our next encounter...in another life.
Salazar:
What a pleasant surprise. But I'm afraid it's Ashley we need. Not you, Mr.
Kennedy.
Leon:
If you don't need me, then get off my back, old man!
Salazar:
Did you say 'old man' Mr. Kennedy? It might come as a surprise, but I'm
only twenty years old.
Leon:
So you're just like all the others, a puppet of the parasites?
Salazar:
Surely you don't think I'm the same as those diminutive Ganados! The
parasites, Los Plagas, are slaves to my will! I have absolute control!
Leon:
Well, I really don't give a damn. Rain or shine, you're goin' down.
Salazar:
Get rid of our American friend.
Salazar:
Mr. Kennedy...still alive I see. So, do you like my garden?
Leon:
I see you've managed to work in a little of your twisted taste here too.
Salazar:
Sagacious as I am, even I get lost here sometimes. Even if it takes your
whole life, you'll never get out. Do you know that no one dies without a
cause? You will satisfy the stomachs of my cute pets. Now if you will excuse
me, I have to tie up a few loose ends. Like chasing down a couple of rats.
Leon:
Two rats? If one's Luis...who's the other? There an intruder besides me?
Salazar:
Ooh...what a touching moment we have here.
Leon:
All spoiled thanks to your interruption. Why don't you do us all a favor and
leave before the audience gets pissed off?
Salazar:
You're nothing but an extra in my script, so don't get too carried away.
Your biggest scene is over.
Leon:
I ever don't remember being a part of your crappy script.
Salazar:
Well then, why don't you show me what a first-class script is like, through
your own actions.
Salazar:
I think you've lived long enough. Let's see if you can survive this time.
Salazar:
I wonder if you can see me Mr. Kennedy?
Leon:
If you even scratch her, I'll break your bones.
Salazar:
First we shall see if you can make it this far.
I'll be waiting.
Leon:
Ashley...!
Ashley:
Leon...
Salazar:
Mr. Kennedy....don't you know when it's time to thrown in the towel?
Salazar:
Hmmm? Where is the satisfying sound of one's impalement?
Leon:
Won't fall for this old trick.
Salazar:
Aahh! How dare you?! No more games! Kill him! KILL!!
Salazar:
Quickly! We shall prepare for the ritual!
Ashley:
Leon...you're alive.
Salazar:
So maybe you have nine lives. But it doesn't matter now, Mr. Kennedy. I've
sent my right hand to dispose of you.
Leon:
Your right hand comes off?
Salazar:
Hmpf. So whatever you please. Die you worm!!
Salazar:
So nice you could join us, Mr. Scott Kennedy.
Leon:
You again.
Salazar:
The sacred rite that's about to begin in this tower shall endow the girl
with magnificent power. She will join us, become one of us.
Leon:
This is no ritual. It's terrorism.
Salazar:
Isn't that a popular word these days? Not to worry. We've prepared a special
ritual for you.
Leon:
Stop!
Salazar:
Ah! You just missed her. The ritual is over. She left with my men to an
island.
Leon:
What?!?
Salazar:
I think it's time I paid my due respects towards her impressive and stubborn
will. Mr. Kennedy...
(Salazar becomes
part of the Plaga monster.)
Leon:
Monsters...guess after this, there'll be one less to worry about. |
