przez Johny Sasaki » Wt lip 01, 08 23:19
[hide][spoiler](Snake enters Granin's office in the Graniny Gorki Lab)
Granin: If you're looking for Sokolov, he's not here anymore.
Snake: (draws gun) !
Granin: Put that thing away. You'll spoil my drink. So, you're the intruder
everyone's talking about. Typical capitalist dog - no manners. (takes a swig
form his flask)
Snake: And who are you?
Granin: You mean you've never heard of me? And you call yourself an agent.
Very well, then. Aleksandr Leonovitch Granin. A man of some importance if I do
say so myself. I am the foremost weapons scientist in the Soviet Union and the
head of the glorious Granin Design Bureau. This is the Order of Lenin. It is
an honor of the greatest magnitude given along with the title of "hero of
socialism," to only the finest workers. It was awarded to me in recognition of
my brilliant contributions to society. Since the Great Patriotic War, I have
created countless weapons in the service of our great communist society. It
was thanks to me that we were able to stamp out the Nazi scum. It was I who
created the basic design for the mobile ballistic system you know and fear as
SS-1C. (takes another swig)
Snake: You're crocked, aren't you?
Granin: I am merely drowning my sorrow. Because of him, I've got nothing to do
but sit here and drink this crap.
Snake: Him?
Granin: Sokolov! It's him you're looking for, isn't it? Because of him, I have
been stripped of my authority. My research has come to nothing. Look! (pulls
out some schematics and hands them to Snake) It is a revolutionary mobile
nuclear missile system, a bipedal tank.
Snake: A bipedal tank?
Granin: Yes, a walking tank - a robot! Are you familiar with the theory of the
missing link between apes and humans? Well, this technology will be the
missing link between infantry and artillery. A kind of metal gear, if you
well. And this magnificent metal gear will make a revolutionary step forward
in weapons development.
Snake: Metal Gear...
Granin: But I won't be used so easily. No, no crying myself to sleep. For you
see, I'm going to send these documents to my friend in the United States. (we
see a picture of this person who looks a lot like Otacon from MGS1)
Snake: What!?
Granin: These bastards will live to regret this. And when they themselves
become the targets of my creation, they will know my true greatness. Yes!
Sokolov's pathetic Shagohod pales in comparison to my work! What are you going
to do with a rocket engine on a tank?
Snake: About Sokolov...
Granin: A tank does not need a rocket! It needs something else. Look at these
(motions to his legs).
Snake: Nice shoes.
Granin: No. Legs!! Legs that allow it to go anywhere!! Just as when humans
learned to walk upright! THAT is the real evolution in weaponry! Don't you
agree? But... the fools in charge choose Sokolov.
Snake: And where is Sokolov?
Granin: My project has been terminated. The Philosopher's Legacy has been
handed over to him.
Snake: What the hell are you talking about?
Granin: The Philosopher's Legacy. Haven't you heard of the Philosophers? The
colonel has inherited their immense legacy. Volgin's father was in charge of
the Philosopher's money laundering activities. In the confusion of the war, he
somehow ended up with their treasure. And Volgin inherited that treasure
illegally. We never need to worry about the military budget. The development
costs at our facility are all paid out of the colonel's deep pockets. The
weapons born here will be the genes for creating an entirely new form of
warfare! The funding for my research came out of that legacy. CAME out of it.
Now, my money, my men - all have been diverted to the Shagohod project.
Tomorrow they will be conducting the final test. While Sokolov is making the
final preparations in the weapons factory, at Volgin's main base, the great
fortress of Groznyj Grad, here I am playing host to an enemy spy and drinking
myself into a stupor.
Snake: That's where they moved Sokolov?
Granin: Yes.
Snake: And the Shagohod is there, too?
Granin: Of course. (Snake starts to leave) Hey! You're not thinking of going
to Groznyj Grad? Are you mad? It's an impenetrable fortress!
Snake: I'm sure it is.
Granin: You'll be killed!
Snake: I'll take my chances.
Granin: Wait!
Snake: What?
Granin: Listen to me, you fool! I want to help you.
Snake: Help me?
Granin: To thank you for your compliment.
Snake: What compliment?
Granin: My shoes. Tatyana gave them to me. I wanted to thank you for
complimenting me on them. I'll tell you how to get into the fortress. In
return, I ask only that you get that idiot out of there and destroy the
Shagohod. There is an underground tunnel that runs around the perimeter of the
base. You should be able to use it to sneak into the base. Head for the
mountains. The entrance to the tunnel is located there. Take this. (hands over
a keycard) You passed through a warehouse on your way here, didn't you?
Snake: Yeah.
Granin: There should have been a locked door inside of it. Do you remember it?
Snake: ...
Granin: This key... will open that door. Beyond that door lies a vast jungle.
You climb up into the mountains from the far end of the jungle. Go back to the
warehouse. Use the key to open the locked door and head for the mountains. Got
it?
Snake: Why are you helping me?
Granin: Unlike Sokolov, the thought of defecting has never once crossed my
mind. I love... my country. I love this land. I cannot even imagine living
anywhere else. I wish to remain a hero... of the great motherland. I cannot
bear the thought of being hounded into a corner and left to waste away. It is
already dawn. You must hurry. I will remain here and nurse my troubles for a
little longer. (Snake starts to leave) To capitalism! (takes another swig)[/spoiler][/hide]
Ten skryptowy spoiler, ktory umiescilem sugeruje, ze to pytanie to podpucha, bo Granin o niczym takim nie mowi.

