disco elysium physique quotes

PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT - Don't forget the *moustache*.

ENCYCLOPEDIA - Right. Like all Samaran men above the age of 40, President Knezhinisky wears a truly spectacular walrus moustache.

YOU - But why am I like this?

COMPOSURE - Maybe it's your weak spine?

YOU - No, my spine is tough as rebar.

PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT - Your spine is pretty flimsy. It's like those foam swords that children play with.

ELECTROCHEMISTRY - The best cure for a headache is, of course, morphine. They won't have that, so cigarettes will have to do.

KLAASJE - “The work I did -- they don't just send you in with no training. Corporate security is a thing. But I'm not a trained Sam Bo fighter, I've never needed it outside the gym.”

HALF LIGHT - She's fought outside that *gym* of hers. That much is clear.

SHIVERS - The wind blows. In the distance, behind the church, some vagrants are having an argument over a bag of tare they found in the reeds. Further away -- a flock of sea gulls lands.

ENDURANCE - Now shout from the top of your lungs: YOU ARE THE NOBLE SUFFERER.

SHIVERS - In a rundown shack on the far coast, a middle-aged man pounds his fist and looses an animal cry as he stares into a sliver of clouded glass…

RUBY, THE INSTIGATOR - “I can see him there, in Klaasje's room. He was still warm, but the light coming through the broken window made him look as though he'd been dead for a good long while…”

HALF LIGHT - Klaasje didn't want to turn the lamp on. She was afraid of another shot.

ELECTROCHEMISTRY - You'd be famous. You'd show them all. This *does* tingle the pleasure centre…

HALF LIGHT - Wow…this jacket makes you feel *strong*. As if your blood is mixing with that of the venerable Filippian loyalists of old.

YOU - Oops, I didn't mean to wear a nationalist jacket.

HALF LIGHT - Yes. Let's hope no one saw you wearing that outrageously fascist jacket.

HALF LIGHT - He sees danger. Another trap perhaps? He must be cautious for a reason -- this man has decades of experience.

YOU - “You're not…afraid, are you?”

KIM KITSURAGI - “No. I just don't want to walk into another *embarrassment*. I am a creature of pride, you see…”

ELECTROCHEMISTRY - Already you can tell you're going to be slurping a *lot* more pyrholidon! This stuff is going to give you insight into that little flickering light hidden in all human beings.

YOU - “Are you human? You weren't moving like a human.”

TIAGO - He chuckles. “I am, at least in part, homes…until the Mother's love burns away the crude distinctions of the body.”

PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT - A body is only crude so long as it's unformed, son.

ELECTROCHEMISTRY - The God Himself has denied you absolution.

YOU - “I need absolution!”

ELECTROCHEMISTRY - You haven't thought about rum and lemonade in all that time? You've truly extinguished all trace of yourself.

KIM KITSURAGI - “It's not going to be the *easiest* thing in the world, but we'll manage.”

PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT - The two of you? Easily.

YOU - “Okay, let's do this!”

ENDURANCE - You feel like you're about to faint and fall off the swing. Your hands get clammy and the air tastes sour to breathe.

HALF LIGHT - Oh god, Harry! Oh god, Harry, what did you do…?!

YOU - “Are you human? You weren't moving like a human.”

TIAGO - He chuckles. “I am, at least in part, homes…until the Mother's love burns away the crude distinctions of the body.”

PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT - A body is only crude so long as it's unformed, son.

PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT - What if…you just break it down?

YOU - Maybe I *should* break it down? But not before I strategize…

PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT - That's right, take in your surroundings. You need to have a solid ground and a proper posture if you want to succeed.

YOU - (Pick up some dirt and launch it at the bird.)

SEAGULL - A clump of soil seems to graze the bird's wing, but the gull just fluffs its feathers and turns another side. It really doesn't seem to care.

HALF LIGHT - 'Fuck off, you bipedal rodent,' whispers its psionic eye.

SHIVERS - A tub warm with water, white with soap. A man bathes while radio waves transmit the lottery numbers: 4, 18, 21, 4, 1…

ELECTROCHEMISTRY - Fuck yeah! You should get some party eyes right now! Snap those sequins on you, boy.

HALF LIGHT - There, *the lieutenant*. Isn't it suspicious how he's always there, *watching* you, *listening* to you?

EMPATHY - Isn't that what you've always wanted, to be listened to?

YOU - “Give me that armour. Now.”

GARY, THE CRYPTOFASCIST - He sighs, hangs his head, and unbuttons his shirt fully. A cuirass that matches the dead man's boots comes into view.

ENDURANCE - This is it. This will protect your mortal shell. Don it and live.

DAMAGED LEDGER - You feel the ledger slip from your hand.

ENDURANCE - No! No! Hold on.

YOU - Hold on.

ENDURANCE - To what? There's nothing…

KIM KITSURAGI - “At this stage, I doubt Processing will find anything, even if he was brimming with cocaine. But still…you should add a request.”

ELECTROCHEMISTRY - Mmm….*brimming* with cocaine.

WARDED DOOR- After exerting some force you manage to turn the key. It's eerily silent. The door slides slightly open, letting a draft of cold air into the room.

SHIVERS - You feel the tiny hairs on the back of your neck rise up, as if someone's standing right behind you.

YOU - I'm done with my old life. One foot after the other, I will go on…

ENDURANCE - …and together we will walk the waste land of reality. Because even if you haven't had your last drink or your last line, you will never really, truly enjoy either again.

ELECTROCHEMISTRY - You should pick that fat, juicy cigarette butt from the tray, light it up and smoke the living shit out of it!

YOU - The what now?

ELECTROCHEMISTRY - THE LIVING SHIT.

YOU - Keep nodding, goddamn it!

KIM KITSURAGI - A small bead of sweat runs down the side of the lieutenant's face as he maintains his nodding…

PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT - It's too much! You can feel your vertebrae starting to crack, your muscles groaning…

YOU - Just one more nod.

PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT - These manly men are playing *balls*. This is a *ball* game. Grab a ball and play it. Shoot first, ask questions never.

YOU - Shouldn't I ask what game it is first?

PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT - No, you got this! There's the ball -- you're the game!