"Soldiers Without Borders" November 4, 1974 15:42
Barranquilla Coast, Colombia Boss! What's going on, Kaz? We've got guests. Time to move? Don't worry.
It's not our friends from Langley. I brought 'em.
Made sure we weren't followed. Thank you, Big Boss! Call me Snake. Oh, uh, sorry...
Vic Boss! Listen up.
For us, there is no victory. But in revolution,
doesn't one triumph or die? We don't do either. Here. Ah. Thank you. I feel like a new man! There's no coffee
like Costa Rican coffee. So, what brings a distinguished scholar from
the Costa Rican government to Colombia? Professor Gálvez comes from
Costa Rica's University for Peace. You see,
over the past year, there have been sightings
of an armed group in Costa Rica. They're not ours,
of course. Costa Rica doesn't
have an army. Correct. Article 12
of our Constitution states that "the army as a permanent
institution is abolished". The Peace Constitution... You think it's rebels
who've fled Nicaragua? No no... They don't
appear to be guerillas. They're far
too organized. What's your
government's take? The authorities in San José claim
it's a multinational security firm hired by the Development
Corporation of Costa Rica (CODESA). Lies, obviously. They're bringing in state-of-the-art
weaponry and equipment by the shipload. Where'd they get
that kind of cash? ...I fear La CIA
may be involved. The CIA? As you both know, the United States views
Central America as its backyard... Even after Cuba, we've managed to maintain
a delicate balance with the U.S. And your government can't
just give 'em the boot? We are not allowed
to bear arms. Japan's Constitution has
something similar: Article 9. It says Japan renounces war,
and can't maintain an army. I understand that you and your men
have neither state nor ideology, that you will
fight any foe. Please, you must drive them out
of our defenseless country. We come to you, the Militaires
San Frontieres (An Army without Borders). So, you want to hire us? Yes, as our deterrent. ...We can't afford
to pay much, it's true, but... We can offer you this, a Forward Operating Base,
an offshore plant in the Caribbean. Sounds pretty good to me. This place is becoming
a mess anyway. Snake, we need someplace
we can settle down. The government's
agreed to cooperate, unofficially, of course. A chopper for transport'd
be nice, too. ...I'll see what I can do. Hold it! You seem to think we're just a pack
of "dogs of war", is that right? Yes, that's what I've heard, you're an army
without a state... No... We've only left
our countries behind. Please! You must help us! If your suspicions are true,
force isn't going to do any good. You'll have to find
a political solution. The government's hands are tied! Go back to your bosses
in San Jose. Tell them if they want,
I'll introduce them to a negociator I know. No, I'm not here
on their behalf. So, what are you doing here? For over twenty years, I've preached the virtues of peace
at multiple universities. Tonight, I stand before you
as an educator. This is my student. She came to me
to study peace. Her name is Paz, ...Paz Ortega. Paz...?
"Peace"? No kidding? That's my name, too. Kazuhira, it's japanese for "Peace". Pleased to meet you, Paz. Call me Kaz. They've got a supply port
north of Puerto Limo. A town en la
Costa del Marcaribe. A few days ago, Paz stumbled upon that facility
while searching for a lost friend. She was captured. She's only a child. Sixteen years old. They did...
terrible things to her. But somehow
she managed to escape. My god... She's huerfana. Her mother died
when she was small, and she lost her grandparents
in the civil war. She hates war with
a passion like no other. My name is Paz, and I will do anything
to protect my namesake. It is my one
and only purpose. Please... Get them
out of my country... Make them leave Costa Rica. Sorry, kid... We know who
you are, Big Boss. That is why
we've come to you. I gotta thank you
for agreeing to this... Snake. Man... am I glad to be out here. Finally, we can leave all that crap
in San Hieronymo behind... And break into the
mercenary business for real. Let me guess. You're doing it for her, aren't you? November 4, 1974 20:31
Barranquilla Coast, Colombia Are they still here? C'mon, Snake.
This could be good for us. They're willing to
give us an offshore plant, a place we can finally
put down some roots. This is our chance
to expand MSF. We don't need
a place to stay, Kaz. We're nomads.
We always will be. What, you'd rather keep
wandering from conflict to conflict, tools in the hands of whoever's
fighting at the time? The second we settle down, who's to say we don't
become the warmongers? Listen to me Snake. We're not mercenaries. We're not a foreign legion. MSF's a business. A new kind of business. Look, it's not like we're trying
to start a war here. All we need to do is find out who
this "security company" really is. C'mon, Kaz... It's pretty obvious that
they're backed by the CIA. Wait a sec.
That would mean... Our friend the "Professor"
is likely KGB. I see... ...We'd be making
an enemy of our homeland. And there'd be
no turning back... ...This damn thing
won't light. Huh? Put on some coffee, Kaz. It's time for a little chat
with the "Professor". I was a heavy smoker. When I got my medal
from the secretary-general, he gave me this
prosthetic hand as well... But smoking was
ruining my lungs, so I quit. I've not had
much use for it since. It's quite an honor to meet
the legendary Big Boss. That's just a code name
the CIA made up. Then perhaps I should
call you John? I don't have a name. Stopped using that code name
you like so much ten years ago. ... What about you, Comrade? What do they call you
back at TSENTR? Well, then, allow me to get
straight to the point. "Land as Slim as a Whip,
Hot as Torture." That's the Chilean poet,
Neruda... Central America is the navel of the American
Continents, bridging North and South. We want this land. We'll build a socialist stronghold.
Then use it to split the Americas in two. America would lose its backyard. And with it, its economic production,
shipping lanes, and strategic value. We, on the other hand, would gain a base from which all of
Latin America would be well within our reach. He who control's Central America,
will win this Cold War. But it's more complex than that. The CIA's got something else
planned as well. What? That is the million dollar question. Big Boss. We want you and your unit
to find the answer. Infiltrate and investigate
the facility En la Costa where Paz was imprisoned. Learn all you can
of their operations then drive them
out of the country. You're asking us to settle a turf war
between the KGB and the CIA? ...What about her? That was all just an act? Hmm. You mean her words about Peace? She was captured,
that much is true. But I've kept my KGB
affiliation from her. And you thought
we'd fall for a sob story? No, I had good reason
to bring her along. She managed to escape
with her life. But her friend
was not so lucky. Why were they attacked? I believe this will help explain. Perhaps they saw something
they weren't supposed to. Perhaps they heard
something they shouldn't have. A cassette tape? Paz took this
during her escape. She says her friend happened
to record it by accident. What is that? A portable stereo cassette player. The first of its kind. Ah. I heard they were working on
something like that in Japan. Didn't know you guys were too. I believe what you're about
to hear will help you understand. What is that?
A quetzal? The phoenix bird? Paz's friend was
researching birds. She went out into the jungle
to record bird calls and stumbled onto this. So? So what?! Now it gets interesting. ...Poisonous... I...
To get red of it. I chase it
back to its nest. You can't. The snake's too vicious.
It's... Many People. ...I chase it away. It will bite you
unless you kill it. GO HOME! Boss... Voiceprint analysis confirms that this voice
is indeed that of the legendary hero, and criminal, The Boss. Wh... What?! The other hasn't been identified. Female in her thirties
with a british accent. The song playing in the
background was a hit in 1973. What's it going to be? Loyalty to your country
or loyalty to me? Your country or your mentor? Your mission or your beliefs? I... - I am loyal to myself.
- ...Boss is alive in Costa Rica? As I understand it,
she was your commander, fought by your side... And that you killed her
under orders from the CIA... Thus surpassing her to become
the hero known as Big Boss. Well? What'll it be? Will you take the job? Snake.
It's gotta be a trap. So, you still can't turn
your back on your country... Then I suppose
you won't need this... Wait! Snake? I'll do it for the girl. For Paz. Ok... For peace then. There they are... CIA mercs. Snake, you've got to get
past them undetected. Avoid combat
whenever possible. Looks like you're
inside the compound. Security is tight.
Stay sharp. Yes, sir, we broke 'im. We've acquired the whereabouts
of target Five-Zero-Zero. Acknowledged. TJ-Chrysalis 6000.
Proceeding to secure target five hundred... Spears are loaded, the barge has cleared point Bravo. Acknowledged. Out. ... Freeeze! The cargo. Where's it headed?
What is it?! Irazú... In the mountains... What's up there? TJ-Chrysalis 6000.
Proceeding to secure target five hundred... This is Snake.
Kaz, can you hear me? Loud and clear.
You found a radio?! It's got a circuit that
reverses the audio phase. Let's switch frequencies from time to time,
just to make sure we're not detected. I found a map of their bases. The cargo's heading from the marshes
west toward Irazú. Nice going Boss. Kaz... This place is full
of film badges. Dozens of them. ...Film badges? Like the ones used to
measure radiation exposure? The radio man
was wearing one. And whoever he was talking to
called the cargo "spears." Wait, that would mean... Nukes. They're bringing
nukes into Costa Rica. Holy Mother of God... How's that map, Snake?
Think you can use it? It tells me where their bases are,
but it's just a bunch of points. No routes. I need better intel
on the lay of the land. Snake, the "professor" said he's
got the Sandinistas on his side. Said you should get in touch
with the FSLN comandante. Do they know they're
backed by KGB? Nah... As far as they know,
they're really fighting for the revolution. Whatever the CIA's
up to in Costa Rica, the "professor" wants it stopped. We need to find out
what that something is. We need to get
ready first, Kaz. Repairs? Working as fast as we can, Boss. This place is pretty beat...
It looks like hell. But as long as you're with us,
we'll make it heaven. No one can bother us here.
No state telling us what to do. This is the MSF's haven,
our Mother Base. And with this foothold,
we'll back you up even better than before. We're gonna turn this pile
of junk into something big. - Stay away, you bastard!
- Get away! Who is he? El Che? - No way.
- What do we do? Sandinistas, right? I'm looking for someone. Mi Viejo... He's dead. They killed Nuestro Viejo. You're his daughter? Then that makes you
his Delegada, right? Relax, I'm not your enemy. Cuban? Hmph. A cigar...? I'll take whatever you've got. I owe you one. But, I prefer
cigarettes you know. How do I look?
A little like El Che, no? You Cubano? Colombiano.
A photographer. I came to Costa Rica
to take pictures of birds. Birds? Yeah, um...
Quetzals. You've got no telephoto lens.
How do you get your shots? Telephoto's for amateurs.
It's all in the timing. - Oh. Ok. We can talk until I finish this.
- Let me smoke too! Chico! Tell me what's going on here. This place is
crawling with soldiers. They don't look like private security.
More like hired guns. They're loaded with the latest
gear from all over the world. I heard they're a security force
hired by Codesa. Yeah, and I'm Papa Noel... Those guys are UCLAs. UCLAs... La CIA? I saw them
setting up shop in town. They're planning to do here
what they did in Chile. If that's the case,
what are they after? Whatever it is,
it's not us... You don't think they're here
to push you back into Nicaragua? Impossible. Too much hardware,
too many bases. Didn't you see? They've got helicopters, tanks...
It's like we're in Da Nang. There must be something else.
...This was our last hideout... The final refuge for El Frente
after being pushed out of Nicaragua and into this "peaceful paradise"
of Costa Rica. Then El Monstruo attacked... A monster? Y mi Viejo... Mi Viejo... Papa... He was La Esperanza,
our hope. Now that papa's gone, my sister is
La Comandante de la Revolucion. Don't listen to him. Papa was a hero
who faught by Sandino's side. I am only his daughter. You need a special talent
to become cacique. It takes someone great
to unite all of Las Compas. Sorry to interrupt,
but leaders don't choose themselves. Neither do heroes. You carry on
his legacy of La Esperanza, and they'll follow you.
No question. You think so? My compas trust me, but
not one of them calls me Comandante. Amanda. See what I mean. El Colibri! Get down! - What the hell?!
- Es un hombre nuevo. An unmanned weapon.
A robot! Chico! No!
He won't survive the fall! Out of my way! Better to die at the hand of a compa
than suffer their torture. Stay here.
As long as I'm still alive, I might as well repay you. Over here! Find Chico! ¡Venceremos! Intruder detected.
Intruder detected. Commencing attack. Amanda! Shoot it! You'll fall! Shoot El Chicolibri! Amanda! Chico... What?
What is it? Can you...
Roll me one? Tobacco... Yeah. Chico... Hold still. I treated him
like a kid again... We fought. I didn't want
Chico to know... Kept it a secret. Somoza's guards chased us
out of Nicaragua, across the Rio San Juan... And we ended up here. The only reason we've been
able to keep on fighting... Amanda! The factory...
You saw it? The banana factory... A front.
It's a drug refining plant. The KGB set it up
for us to run. We use the income
to buy food and weapons... Mi Viejo never said a word,
but we all knew. Everyone except Chico. Everything we have... Our weapons,
our compas... He brought it all together... We were going to
rebuild our country... Rebuild Nica with
our own hands... Even if we had to
dirty our hands to do it... But it's all over. We lost our Cacique. Papa... I could never replace him... Now they've taken
the plant from us, too... There's no place left
to regroup... No way to fight
La Revolución... Here... I rolled you one. What about you? You're going
after that cargo? Yeah. Must be important, mmm? Looks that way, looks like it could be nukes... Wha-? Nukes?! ¡Madre de Dios!
No time to waste! We must get to Irazú! The transport route leads there. It must be where they're holding
Chico and my compas, too... Whenever Chico and I argue,
he goes off to be by himself... That's why he knows more than
anybody about their bases. He... Oh, Chico... You're pretty worried
about your baby brother. This is why I'm not fit
to be a leader... Fine. It's a little bit
out of my way, but... Just tell me
where I need to go. There's a prison
up in the mountains... That's probably where he is. A prison in the mountains... You must do something for me. If you... Can't save Chico,
I want you to... Ease his pain...
End his humiliation... If he gives in, if he's about to
sell out his compas... Please... ...At least let him
keep his honor. That's a promise
I can't make. ...Why? Amanda, we gave up our homes.
But we're still alive. We're still fighting. And there's always
another reason to keep on living. I feel alive again... Amanda. Join my unit
until you've healed up. Your... Unit? Who are you?
Why are you here? ...I'm Snake. Serpiente. "Snake"? Could it be... The great Cacique... Has come to lead us... Patria libre o morir... Kaz, can you hear me? MSF here. One for recovery,
she's wounded. Acknowledged. Kaz. The cargo on the barge... I was right,
it's headed for the mountains. You think that's where
they're taking the nukes? I'm sure of it.
Let's move. Who... Who's there...? Chico? It's me. You're... You're that... Photographer? That's right,
a war photographer. I thought you were here
for the birds. Yeah, uh, the birds
of the battlefield. Is that... Che's? Can I see it? Wow! The same kind
El Che used! You can't keep it, kid. Here, have these instead. Those photos? Oh no... Amanda! - She's safe. Don't worry.
- Are you sure? We're patching her up
back at my place. She's hurt?! ...I said don't worry.
It's just a broken leg. ...You got any cigarettes? A cigar, huh... Hey! It's not for kids. Chico. Do you know where
they took the cargo? Cargo? What cargo? ...Let me rephrase that. How do they get stuff
from the coast up here? Oh, that I can tell you. When the cargo
gets to the harbor, they first send it
up the marshes on a barge, then they load it onto a jungle train
past the banana plantation and transport it by rail. The train stops here. When it gets to the train terminal
past the coffee plantation, they reload it again,
this time onto a truck, which disappears into a tunnel
heading towards the mountains. Disappears? Chico, what's on the other
side of that tunnel? Nobody knows. None of our compas
ever got close enough... It's protected by a spirit. ...A spirit. Yeah. A giant monster. ...El Basilisco. The king of snakes...? No, really, I saw it! I was camping
up there one day, and just as I was waking up
around dawn, I heard this loud noise. I opened my eyes
and saw an enormous shadow. Must have been 30 vara at least. ... It was walking
on legs as big as trees. Where'd you see it? At the terminal near the tunnel. But I only saw it that one time. What exactly
were you doing there? I, uh... Well, me and my sister
got into a fight. And you just "happened"
to go camping? You know, their train should be arriving
at the place I saw El Basilisco right about now! Is it far? Not really. Go past the coffee plantation
and it'll be to the north. What are you chasing? Something that could
keep the world in balance... Or destroy it. I heard that place was a narcotics plant
before those guys took it over. But you already knew that,
didn't you. Look, I get it. Even revolutionaries
need to pay the bills. Still, must be tough
for a kid like you to swallow. You're damn right it is! The route they use
to transport stuff is the same one mi viejo
used to smuggle drugs. They sold the drugs
to North Americanos and used the profits
to fund the army. They tried to keep it
hidden from me. Is that why
you went "camping"? Yes... I managed to sneak
into the plant a few times and... I tried to set it on fire. ...Everyone treats me like a child. I couldn't stand it anymore.
I'm not a kid, I'm twelve! Couldn't do it, though,
could you? Chico, growing up means choosing
how you're going to live your life. To do the right thing, you sometimes have to leave
the things you care about behind, parents, family,
your homeland. But mi viejo... Papá... Chico...
Look at the photos. Mi viejo... He's gone. But there's one thing you don't
ever leave behind: your memories. Keep them safe. You wanna get
out of here Chico? I do. But... Come back with me.
Your sister's waiting for you. I can't go back...
I can't face everybody... ...You told them
where your compas are? I see... Nothing to be ashamed of. Pain gets the better of us all. ...I wish I was dead. Ok, then,
I'll put you out of your misery. Wha-? Any last words? "Shoot, you are only
going to kill a man." I just wasted a bullet. Don't waste your life. Listen to me Chico. You died here today,
you understand? You're hombre nuevo.
A new man. Now, give that new life to me. Fight with me, little soldier. Show me how strong
you really are. Dry your tears,
then promise me one thing. No smoking until you get older. Remember, real heroes are never as polished
as the legends that surround them. You got it, Boss. Snake is fine. What's that? Check out the cargo! The nukes! Don't worry about the tank.
Just focus on the troops. What is it?! Snake, the truck is headed up
the mountain road past the tunnel. So it was nukes after all. What now?
Their main base is up ahead. I better hurry after 'em, then. But... Kaz, if I don't get moving
it'll be too late! All right. I guess you never let dangerous assignments
or risk aversion get in your way. How do I get inside the mountain? I can forget about the tunnel. Yeah, the tank took care of that... Any other routes? Why don't I let
a local expert take over? Snake, you need a way
into the mountain? Yeah. Got one? Let's see... You remember that prison I was in? In the village, right? Right. Go back to the village
and head north. There's a bridge that connects
to the mountain road. It crosses over a gorge.
That's probably the best way... Cross the bridge and head north. Kaz, I'm inside the facility, there're rows and
rows of trucks here. If that's where they
brought the nukes, then the truck we're after
should be there. Mr. Kojima! This is the one.
The exhaust's still warm. ...But the cargo's already
been offloaded. Just wait a minute!
This isn't what we agreed on! It's too late. The changes
have already been finalized. You told me it was going to be a deterrent,
that we wouldn't have to launch! I am not arguing
with you doctor, our goal is to create
the perfect deterrent. That's why I agreed
to help develop it... However, in order to
achieve that perfect deterrent, we must show
the world our strength. Three key principles ensure
effective nuclear deterrence. First, you must have
nuclear weapons. Second, you must
never use them first. And third,
and most important... If someone attacks you, you must strike back. Unless we prove
beyond a doubt that these 3 principles
work in practice, the world will not
accept our new deterrent and the only way
to do that is to show them we're capable
of actually launching a nuke. But isn't deterrence supposed
to stop nukes from being used...! Exactly. And so the one we launch
will be the last one ever! I won't let you use
my creation like that! Your creation? That thing wasn't even
your idea to begin with. You stole it, didn't you? ...S-Stole it?
Your one to talk! You got the idea for bipedal locomotion
from the communists in the first place! You listen to me, Doc!
Keep quiet. Do as I say. And not another word
about stolen ideas. Should we succeed here, you'll be the toast
of the scientific community... ...And your name
will go down in history as champion of both
progress and national security! The hell with that! Doctor! Unless we prove
we're capable of launching, Peace Walker is useless
as a deterrent. You used me. We used each other. I'll get my old director's job
back at headquarters, and you'll finally be able to
"walk tall" among your colleagues. I won't let you
get away with this! How unfortunate. Guess I'll just have to take
your "legs" for myself! ...Peace won't just
come to us, Doc. We are going to have
to go meet it halfway. V for victory! W-Wait! Hey, you ok? - Don't do it..!
- Snap out of it! Where are the nukes? He's gonna do it!
He's gonna launch a nuke! Take him out. Look out! It's one of the unmanneds! Heads up! That's an AI weapon: the Pupa! It's fast, so be careful! Aim for the cylindrical AI pod! Blow the hatch
and climb into the AI pod! Pull out all the AI's memory boards
before the pod's ejected! The black memory boards
are locked. Go after the boards
with icons over them. Any boards you remove can be used
to build our own AI weapon. Memory boards have different functions
according to the icons displayed over them. Go ahead and take
whichever ones you want. That was an unmanned weapon,
a prototype. I made it myself. Who are you? I work here. Well, used to, anyway. Name's Huey. And who might you be? You don't look like
one of those mercenaries. Me? I'm...
An entomologist. A.. Fighting...
Entomologist? I specialize in butterflies.
I'm... Here to catch a Ulysses... Ulysses? I didn't think they lived
in Costa Rica. - ...Morphos, maybe?
- That's it... Need to get some before the
Washington Treaty goes into effect... Says here Morphos aren't
covered under the treaty... Must have
slipped my mind. You sure you're
feeling all right? Anyway, long story short,
the butterfly got away. So how about it, Doc? Did you make that
big "butterfly" too? Yes... And no. What was that thing?
What are they doing here? Something tells me you're
no ordinary entomologist. The nukes were loaded
on that machine. The project's entering
its final phase. Project...? We used this facility to
develop unmanned weapons. Unmanned? Robots. The one you just fought
was a Pupa. There's also a flying type
called Chrysalis and a treaded type,
the Cocoon. There's no need
for a human pilot. They can only follow
simple commands, though. Why build them here? For the CIA. They invited me
here a year ago. The CIA's Station Chief
for Central America goes by the name
of Hot Coldman. Apparently he was some sort of hero
back at the height of the Cold War. He's the one running the show. We called it
the Peace Walker Project. Peace Walker... A mobile launcher carrying
a thermonuclear warhead even more powerful than
the Soviet RDS-220's. That's Peace Walker. Chico's Basilico... We did the assembly
and field testing here. A walking nuke... I sort of borrowed the original idea
from behind the iron curtain... The missing link
between infantry and artillery... Metal Gear... Metal Gear... But... they'd actually need
to deploy dozens of them. Coldman needs
funding for that. And to get it,
he's planning a test, which will also serve as a
demonstration for the folks back at Langley. Wait... He's launching a nuke to prove
that his perfect deterrent works? In his words, "...To prove that if someone
attacks us, we will strike back." Nuclear deterrence
has brought us peace. At the very least, it's prevented
another world war from breaking out. But the theory of nuclear
deterrence exists only on paper. In reality,
there's no guarantee that either side would follow
through with retaliation. There's the chance that a pre-emptive strike
could destroy all the missile bases, render them unable to retaliate. But the biggest flaw in the theory
is that the decision to retaliate has to be made
by human beings. Let me give you
a real-world example. Let's say Country X launches first
against Country Y... If the people in charge
in Country Y are like you and me, they're not going to
be able to retaliate knowing that they're
effectively ending all human life. So then... The weak link
in nuclear deterrence theory is the uncertainty of retaliation? Bingo. And that creates a "loophole" Country X
can exploit to launch the first strike... which is why we designed
the system to be unmanned. With Peace Walker,
retaliation is certain. It chooses the appropriate target and launches a retaliatory
nuclear strike, every time, without needing
human input to make the call. Launching a nuclear strike
against Peace Walker is tantamount to pushing
the launch button against yourself. It closes the loophole
in nuclear deterrence theory, rendering our friends in Country X
completely unable to launch. What Coldman is saying,
is that to achieve this goal, we need to demonstrate that retaliation
will be carried out by a machine. He will launch his nuke... ...And then his version
of deterrence will be complete. And you believe him? ...I believe in peace
through nuclear deterrence. Why? My father worked
on the Manhattan Project. He put his whole life
into that research... and all it created was this illusion
of peace called deterrence. And then I was born... Unable to walk. I had no choice but
to face up to the nukes. But... If they do end up launching, it'll all have been for nothing. They've got to be stopped. Where'd they take
the warheads? To a base near the border. The final test is
five days from now. Where's the base? You're going to stop them? It's kind of a hike, and besides, there's a sure
fire way to halt the project... You see... Peace Walker
isn't quite finished yet. What do you mean? It's missing one last critical
structural component: The A.I. Its brain. The Reptile Pod,
the electronic brain I was working on, can only follow commands
like "Go there, attack that". I guess you could compare it
to the human cerebellum. But for nuclear
deterrence to work, it must function in place of
a human decision-maker. It needs something to analyze
the huge volumes of data coming in and select an appropriate
target for retaliation. Hence, it needs the high-level
decision-making ability of a cerebrum. The mechanical cerebrum... The hardware configuration is
modeled on the human brain, similar to the pod
I worked on, but its role
is completely different. Where's it being made? A research lab
to the north. An A.I. expert named
Dr. Strangelove is developing it. Very hush-hush. Dr. Strangelove... Strangelove was recruited
from the States, too. In the field of A.I., there's
no one better, that's for sure. But, man,
what a basket case! She hates everybody. Go to the lab and
destroy Peace Walker's cerebrum. I'm pretty sure they haven't
finished the final calibrations yet. I'll lend you my ID Card,
it'll get you through security at the lab. Oh, and one more thing... What's this?
A letter of recommendation? Yeah, it's, um... It's from me to Dr. Strangelove... Don't read it, ok? So what will you do now? I... I'm done with science. At this rate, I'm probably already
halfway to Hell anyway. Not so fast. Why not join us? Our place is "Outer Heaven".
You'd fit right in. - Outer Heaven...?
- Yeah. I'm probably better suited to
something like that than this "Paradise". Good. You get a free balloon
trip for signing up. Enjoy it, you'll feel like a butterfly. You're an agent, right? Me? I was a Cold War tool,
same as you. Now I'm not so useful anymore,
so they cut me loose... I don't answer to anyone. ...Call me Snake. Snake... That name seems
familiar somehow. Probably just déjà vu. ...You see that there? Beyond the cloud forest.
See those ruins? Yeah. That's where you'll find
Dr. Strangelove's lab. ...Hey. Tu m'as trouvée ! C'est moi le loup ! French... Fini de jouer à cache-cache.
Dis-moi qui tu es. Please, do not kill me... - You're no soldier...
- I am a tourist... What's your name? - Please...
- What are you doing here? Cécile Cosima Caminades. You're not... One of the soldiers? Please, lower your gun... Who are you? I'm... An Ornithologist. A poacher...?! The gun's for self-defense. I'm looking for...
That one rare bird... in Costa Rica. Which one? The quetzal? Right, the quetzal... They're rare, but they're not covered
under the Washington treaty. The resplendent quetzal
is red-listed. Really...
You know your stuff. I am... an ornithologist myself. Well. We'll have to
compare notes later. ...If only I hadn't recorded
that stupid voice... ...Voice? I was trying to capture
the quetzal's song. Making my way
through a thicket, I saw immense ruins
towering before me... ...I chase it away. It will bite you
unless you kill it. - Go home!
- You're the one who made the tape? I am loyal to myself. ...Who's there?! - Who is it?
- Intruder! ...I was captured
by that woman. But she was kind. She gave me food to eat and even bathed me
herself each day. But, she said I could
go home in a month... "So whatever you do,
don't take off the blindfold. Do so and you'll never
leave here." Guess you didn't listen. How'd you escape? I waited for an opening, stole an ID Card. They almost caught me, but I managed
to elude them... So, you must of gotten a look
at the facility when you escaped, right? What's in there? A lot of machinery. A big computer,
like you would see in a university... What about the room
where you heard the voice? Anybody in there? I don't know. There was a tube... A large tube in the back. When I approached it,
I heard a voice. What did it say? Jack... Yes, it simply said
"Jack" over and over. Jack... Listen, you've got to
get me out of here. I really need a shower! Wait here. I've still got business
to take care of. What? You're not thinking of
going in there, are you? You can't leave me here! Relax, I'll have some friends
come pick you up. This is Miller. One for recovery.
A civilian. Snake, we don't have room
for anymore civilians here. Not even for
a blonde Parisienne? A what?! So she's,
ah... pretty foxy? See for yourself. If what she's saying is true,
I think we've found Paz's friend. The missing one? I'm thinking she's the one
that made that tape. Have her listen to it
when she gets there. So she's safe then.
Good news. I'm sure Paz will be
glad to hear it. You bet. Snake, the ruins are
just up ahead. - Head north.
- On my way. What about me? Stay put. Ever wonder what
it's like to be a bird? What? It won't open. Snake? Huey, your ID card isn't working. It won't open the lock! ...It can't be... What's going on?! She hates me that much?! ...Strangelove's in charge
of authorizing IDs. Sometimes a working card
has its privileges removed. ...Say, if she decides
she doesn't like that card's carrier. You think that's what happened? Well, I was never exactly her favorite. Well, this could be tricky. The soldiers outside aren't allowed in the lab either,
so their cards won't do you any good... Great... Snake. Kaz, where's Cecile? She just got here.
Hold on. Snake! Cecile.
How'd it feel to fly? Wonderful. For a moment, I felt what
it must be like to be a bird. It almost made me want
to give up my research and get a pilot's license... Did you need something? You said you'd gotten
an ID card, right? Yes. But it was confiscated
when the guards caught me. Who took it?!
What'd he look like?! He had on an orange jacket. I... cannot recall
his face, though. Yeah, they all look
pretty much the same. Where did it happen? Let me think... Ah, yes! I do remember hearing
the song of a nearby quetzal. Just what I'd expect
from a birder. Would you like
to hear it? Hmm? What's that song? It's my quetzal. I took it with me
when I was rescued. Didn't you say something about them being
covered under the Washington Convention... Just kidding.
That was just me... an imitation. An essential skill for any ornithologist.
Pretty good, no? Damn good. If you want to hear the quetzal's
song again, just let me know. I can tell you all about
the birds of Costa Rica, too. Yeah... Will do.
Thanks, Cecile. No, no, thank you, Snake.
Talk to you soon. Kaz, did you play
that tape for Cecile? I sure did.
It's hers, all right. Then she must be... She's not. Cecile says
she's never even met Paz. What? She's at least
10 years too old. But... I'm guessing Paz convinced herself
that it was the tape her friend made. But never mind that. Let's go
over what we know so far. The soldier with the ID card
is wearing an orange jacket and is in a location where
you'll hear quetzals singing. Find that soldier.
Retrieve that card. Excellent, it's open. What... It can't be... Looks like death wasn't
ready for you yet. Boss..?! And who might you be? You... Doctor... Strangelove,
I presume. ... I've been waiting, Snake. Yes, waiting without
joy or pleasure... Waiting for the one I despise! Don't move! "Don't move"... You men and your guns,
you all say the same thing. I suppose you're here
to destroy my research... Yes, I know. Just as I know what you did
ten years ago. Go on, kill me
like you killed her. Kill me like
you killed The Boss. Kill me! What exactly do you...? Come on, Snake!
Or should I say, Big Boss that filthy title given you
as reward for murder... Do you still
wear it with pride? You chose a shadowy "country"
over the mentor who made you
what you are. You brought despair
to good soldiers everywhere. You used the pretext of
a mission to kill a true hero. Is that what you call loyalty? Answer me! The Boss... Well...?! What do you have
to say for yourself?! ...She betrayed America. She stole a Davy Crockett and
then defected to the other side. She used an American nuclear weapon
to attack Soviet territory. The only way for Washington
to prove its innocence to Moscow... Was to eliminate
the traitor themselves. The Boss's death was the only thing that
could have prevented all-out nuclear war. Is that what you
call the "Truth"? It's the truth
as it was told to me. So the truth is that you sullied
the reputation of your mentor, the woman you loved most in this world,
before you buried her? ...It was my mission. So that's the conclusion you came to
in order to live with yourself. What's the Boss to you? I'm the one she abandoned
when she left this world. I won't rest until I get answers
from the woman I loved. You and I are the same. We are the walking dead. Would you like
to meet her? The Boss is gone. Not so fast! You'd like to meet her, wouldn't you?
I can arrange it. You took her life.
I gave it back. ...You what? ...Care for a sniff? It's only snuff.
You're a cigar man, aren't you? Well there's no smoking in there,
so if you want to meet her, you'd best partake now. ...Follow me. This is my baby,
my morpho butterfly. It's neither Pupa nor Cocoon,
but an Imago, a complete individual,
in the fullest sense of the word. Is someone there? Boss... We have a visitor.
I'll introduce him. ...Don't try anything foolish. As long as we're in here, I can reduce you
to carbon at the press of a button. Who are you? A man... A war fighter... Boss? ...Is that you? I call it the Mammal Pod. Mammal Pod? For my participation
on the project, I demanded access to all
the information on The Boss. Everything the CIA had. Coldman sought an MAD-based AI that would
deliver an effective retaliatory strike against the most appropriate target
in response to a nuclear attack from a hypothetical adversary. An unmanned device to act as a deterrent
capable of making the decisions and taking the actions
that human beings cannot. I therefore concluded he required
a cool, calculating machine programmed to inflict swift, sure
and utter annihilation upon the enemy. No retaliation. But he took it upon himself
to come up with a different answer. He said he needed the thought patterns
of the very finest rational mind, one that thought on a global scale,
took both past and future into consideration, and reached the best decision,
no matter how painful. And that's why you asked for
everything they had on The Boss? It was the logical thing to do. I knew of only one person
who could be entrusted with the fate of
the entire human race. What's your real goal here? To clear her name. Why was a legendary hero
forced to betray her country? Why was she targetted
for assassination by you, her most beloved disciple? I have no use for fabrications... I want the truth...
The Boss' last will. You must be dying
to know yourself. No... No... She abandoned her country...
Abandoned us all. Really... You think you understand
her feelings? You're trying to recreate
The Boss's last will... Is that it? Why don't you ask her
yourself... Jack? Jack... Jack...? Boss...? Jack! Boss... Jack! Go home!
I'm not your boss anymore! - Boss...?
- Go home! No, I... Complete your misssion, Snake. Extinguish that
noble soul once again, if you can. Jack...! Go home! I'm not your Boss anymore! Go home! Why'd you come back? Go home! I'm not your Boss anymore! Go home! I'm not your Boss anymore! Go home! Go home! I'm not your Boss anymore! Go home! What is this...
This response... Oh god... Discontinue! I taught you all I could. The rest you needed
to learn on your own. Techniques, sure. But what about
how to think like a soldier? There's a saying in the Orient:
"Loyalty to the end"... Do you know
what it means? Being... Patriotic? It means devoting
yourself to your country. As long as we have
"Loyalty to the end", there's no point in
believing in anything... Even in those we love. And that's the way
a soldier's supposed to think? The only thing we can believe in
with absolute certainty... ...Is the mission, Jack. I'm defecting
to the Soviet Union. Jack. You can't come with us. Take out the Chrysalis! Charging railgun. Those rounds will chew through
any wall you try to hide behind! Launching kidnappers. Hit that thing with rockets! Charging railgun. Returning to normal mode. Hurry up and
get in the AI pod! Otherwise it'll reactivate. Any boards you remove can be used
to build our own AI weapon. Memory boards have different functions
according to the icons displayed over them. Go ahead and take
whichever ones you want. If you attack parts on
the exterior of the machine, the memory boards that control
those parts should light up. You can tell what a memory board does
by looking at its color when it lights up. Snake... She played me like a piano... Forget about it.
You'll get 'em back. That is, as long as
you've got the will to do it. I'm not giving up. All right, then... I confirmed the
location with Huey. The final testing base for Peace Walker
is 15 miles to the north of that lab. It's an underground facility
disguised as a rock quarry. All you need to do is sneak in
and destroy the AI for good this time. Right. Snake, you can destroy it, right? Yeah. We all have our limits,
actions beyond our abilities. Don't worry. I won't
screw it up this time. You're the one
who killed The Boss. Destroying that AI
means reliving that memory. It's just a machine. How's the horse doing? Not too bad. You'd never know
he's over 20 years old. He was hers,
after all. Seems like some part of her
became a part of him. November 21, 1974 Costa Rica
Mine Base, Eastern Heredia The platform and the cerebral AI
are supposed to be assembled at an underground base
disguised as a mine. If my guess is right, both of them have already arrived
and are being readied for final testing. Destroying the platform
will be difficult. I suggest getting up close
and destroying the AI instead. Whatever you do,
I'm begging you, don't let my Peace Walker
launch a nuke. Hurry, Snake! Get rid of the Cocoon! If anybody can handle
something this big, it's you, Boss! Thermostat malfunction detected. The shock dislodged the ladder
on the side of the treads! You can use that to get on top! Missile target acquired. Hurry up and get in the AI pod! Otherwise it'll reactivate. Pull out all the
unlocked memory boards! Pull out the memory boards! All the unlocked boards
will have icons over them. Initiate. What's the situation? We're waiting on
acknowledgement from Reptile. It could be a while. Don't take all night. Oh, Coldman. I'd like to perform
one final check. Everyone, take a break. I've got some concerns about
the dummy data for Mammal... Now's your chance, Snake. ...Jack, you've returned. What's wrong? Your body temperature
has fallen. ...You're imagining things. Have you come
to destroy me? Your pulse has
quickened slightly. Just chilly.
It's freezing in here. ...I see Boss... What is it, Jack? Boss? Is that you? What is it, Jack? Do you have... regrets? Regrets? About your final mission. My final mission? The one in Groznyj Grad. I've... never been
on a mission there. September, 1964... You betrayed the United States...
and then... I killed you. I have no record
of such a debriefing. ...Listen to me! I have to know, did you defect to the Soviet Union
of your own free will? There is no mission record
matching that description. Jack? You're not The Boss. The Boss is dead! Don't do it, Jack. Drop your weapon,
Big Boss. Mammal showed the same
response back in the lab. It's a sure sign
that you are nearby. It's an honor to
meet you again, Big Boss. I've seen that
coyote before. - Lobo is the name.
- Lobo? Smells like a
rotting corpse to me. I know all about you. Tselinoyarsk?
10 years ago? You were involved...? The operation to
eliminate the traitor? I planned the whole thing. Shouldn't a suit like you
be back at Langley? What the hell
are you doing here? ...It's what the CIA does best. Ensure people in the know
keep their mouths shut, or else pack them off someplace
where there's no one to listen. I get it. Trying to claw your back
into their good graces... It's not quite
that simple. My aim is...
a new world order. Détente, the NPT,
SALT, TTBT... Ever since the
Cuban Missile Crisis, the structure of the Cold War
has been coming apart at the seams. A new age is dawning. An age in which
Peace Walker, an infallible nuclear
deterrent system with the patience and
cold logic of a machine, will play a vital role. That's your plan? Assigning humanity's sins
to a bunch of machines? Quite the romantic. Remember during
the Cuban Missile Crisis, when the commander
of a Russian sub refused an order to launch
a nuclear-armed torpedo at an American destroyer? In retrospect,
that man was a hero. He saved the world
from all-out nuclear war. Humans are incapable
of destroying themselves. ...But an A.I. wouldn't hesitate
to push the button. Precisely. Making it the one
real deterrent. People hesitate,
lose their nerve. Isn't that why deterrence theory
works in the first place? No, machines don't make mistakes.
Only men do. That's why a fully automated, mechanized deterrent
like Peace Walker is needed. Once our system
is embraced, Langley will again turn it's
attention to Latin America as the cockpit
of the New Cold War. Honduras, Nicaragua,
Costa Rica, Panama... Peace Walker will be deployed along
Central America's entire Caribbean coast. All of North America,
South America and the West Indies will be within its range. We'll bring law and order
to the entire continent. And you'll still be
calling the shots. ...You still don't get it. The age of heroes is over, buried alongside The Boss
and her bankrupt beliefs. From now on, our only heroes
will be machines. Surely no one understands that
better than you? Except perhaps your partner. A deterrent for hire.
An army without borders. You've invented a new system too,
and an admirable one at that. - That supposed to be an offer?
- I'm not offering anything. If I'm to sell
my new system, you and your men
have got to go. Wait! Coldman. I have questions for him, information critical to the completion
of the Mammal Pod. Give him to me. Don't waste too much time. We've just received word
that the SALT-II talks are on schedule. We will launch on time. Snake, you are going to
help me resurrect her. Shut up!
The Boss is dead! Bring him. Take him away. I didn't defect. I'm loyal... to the end,
to my purpose. What about you, Jack? What's it going to be?
Loyalty to your country or loyalty to me? Your country or your old mentor? Your mission or your beliefs? Your duty to your unit
or your personal feelings? The only thing we can believe in
with absolute certainty... ...Is the mission, Jack. Rise and shine. Coldman's greed
does not concern me. I'm only interested
in one thing. The truth. I'm a scientist,
an AI developer, but not an AI myself. I'm a scientist. And as a scientist,
I find this distasteful. You understand? I'm a scientist and
I expect answers that make sense. Now, what do you know? Your Boss defected from the U.S.
taking a Davy Crockett with her, and used it to launch
a nuclear strike on Soviet territory. That much I know from
the CIA's official debriefing. ...Did she defect or not? Answer me! Did she or did she
not die for her country? ...She sold us out. My orders were
to take care of her. Liar! I want
to know the truth! ...You hate me?
Fine. Turn it up. It doesn't change
the fact I killed her! I know that... But what I don't know
is your motive. Why would a hero, loyal to the end,
betray her country?! What really happened?!
What did you see?! ...She betrayed more than just her country.
She betrayed me too. Then how do you
explain that bandana? Why keep a memento
of a traitor...? ...What are you talking about...? And what about that scar?! Don't tell me you have
the same scars by sheer coincidence! Don't touch me! Answer me! Admit it! She sacrificed her life
for America, didn't she?! Sacrificed all for a country that cared
nothing for her soul or for her dignity. And you...! Yes, I do hate you. But even you must
understand how I feel... I have a right to know
what she died for! Why won't you tell me? You're no longer one
of Washington's lapdogs. You have no moral obligation
to your country. Answer me! Would you see your beloved Boss
brought back to life?! Then say it.
Say she died for America! That she remained true
to the end, gave her life for the country
that betrayed her time and again! ... No... ...That woman... ...Was a traitor! Why... For what purpose...? ...She went to her grave
cursing her country. Why?! Who is it?!
What are you protecting?! I'm not helping you
finish that thing! Face it!
The Boss is dead! Whatever's inside that machine,
it isn't her! I'm raising the voltage. The next one might kill you. ...Do it... Kill me... Kill me now... - ...Kill me... Kill me...
- Stop it! - Kill me... Kill me...
- Shut up! Shut up! ...Just up the voltage... Kill me... Kill me... No, I don't hate you anymore. Do it... Kill me... I killed her... Please, stop... - Stop it...
- I killed her... My beloved...
With my own hands... Stop it! That's not what happened!
You're lying! ...Ok... All right... The truth... ...She... She betrayed her country. Liar! She's not a traitor! ...I don't understand it... ...Take him away. Snake... Yeah... It's good to hear
your voice again. Sorry!
Hey, you OK? Yeah...
Lungs taste like charcoal. No smoking for you
for a while, huh? Nah, I'll be fine.
The pain in my chest is gone... Nice work. What's the situation with you?
Everyone OK? Yeah...
But there's a slight problem. I can't get a hold of Paz. Paz? I thought the "professor"
was looking after her? So did I.
Here's the deal. I started thinking, and I sent someone over
to the "school" the "professor" mentioned. ...And the "school" doesn't exist? No, it exists, but Paz
has been a no-show. The person at the school said
neither the "professor" nor Paz had been seen there
in quite some time. ...Coldman knew about us. We've been marked by the CIA. The KGB and Paz
brought us into all this. Coldman must know
about them, too. You think...
Coldman's got them...? No. Remember,
Gálvez isn't some pencil-pusher. Yeah... The KGB'll have eyes
on Coldman night and day, too. Which could mean they knew
what the CIA would try to do and are just
staying out of sight... Let's hope so. See what you can get out
of the KGB, Kaz. All right.
Back to work. I'd better get moving. Snake, we haven't detected any signs
that Peace Walker's been activated, at least from above. It's still in the hangar
you were in earlier. This time,
it's really our last chance. Destroy that AI! On my way. - It's too late, Big Boss.
- Snake... Paz...! At last I found her. The culprit who led you here
to begin with. Should have taken care of her
back at the supply facility. Snake, don't... The Mammal Pod is finished. Peace Walker's activation
sequence is complete. Finished...? With The Boss,
you were loyal to the end. I'll grant you that. But your silence was exactly
the answer I needed. Ten years ago,
your mission was to kill her and her mission
was to be killed by you. She fulfilled her duty
to America to the very end. Thanks to you, Snake,
the final missing piece is now in place. And thus The Boss is restored to life
as the Mammal Pod. I thank you. Restored to life...? You're crazy. I'll let you in
on a little secret, Big Boss. You see, I've already selected
Peace Walker's initial target. An offshore area
in the Caribbean. The trade winds will scatter the fallout
all over the surrounding region. Crops and fish will die,
leaving plenty of free hands to help up mass-produce
Peace Walker. And wouldn't you know, someone's gone and built
a pesky little fortress there. Now who would do that? And right in the middle
of the target zone, too. Oh well. All the better
to test the warheads' CEP. You bastard... I wonder who'll miss
a ragtag band of pirates all the way out
in the middle of the Caribbean...? But first... We're going to prove
to the White House that our baby can travel
the Caribbean coast on its own. The whole world will know
of Peace Walker's versatility. They'll witness the birth of a deterrent
that can penetrate both communist and guerilla-controlled territory, traverse any kind of terrain... And deliver a nuke
anywhere it needs to go. Untouchable. Unstoppable.
The perfect deterrent. The Cold War's days are numbered. Deterrence isn't only
about America and Russia now. You know what?
You're absolutely right. While we've been wringing our hands,
China, France, even India, have surpassed us. There's a free-for-all
nuclear arms race brewing just
below the surface. The nuclear threat
will only spread, which is exactly why we must
deter it here and now. And the Peace Walker project
is the key. The advent of Peace Walker will bring
calm to this restless world. Don't you see, Snake? We need nukes,
controlled nukes, to have peace. Lies! Peace Walker
will restore order, order in the form
of a New Cold War. But if the world is to understand
the genius of our plan, we must launch. Snake! Stop them, Snake!
Don't let 'em get away! Ah, Snake! What? What did I do? Self-defense system online. Snake, the pod's outfitted
with a self-defense module. Upon detecting attack, it aborts its command and enters
small-target suppression mode. Right now, Peace Walker's
highest priority target is you. Here it comes! Self-defense system online. Launching S mines. Cluster bombs! Launching S mines. Face me! Launching S mines. Shoot it down before it hits! Flamethrower engaged. Leg drive motor charging. Launching S mines. Lock disengaged. Switching to self-defense mode. Over here! Snake, it's getting away! There it is!
It's still in range! Peace Walker's estimated top speed
on level terrain is 25 miles an hour. C'mon, I'll bet
you can do at least 30. Paz is on board
the Hind too. I noticed that. She's our client.
We have to protect her. Snake, don't let
Peace Walker get away! The day is dawning... Go! Snake, you're entering
the woods, watch out! Peace Walker's getting away! Hit the triangle button
as fast as you can! Go home! Approaching the border. See you around, Big Boss. Holy... Look at that! Snake, that's the border
up ahead! Hang in there...! Dammit... Snake... Kaz, Peace Walker's gone...
They've got Paz, too. Yeah, but... Why, Kaz? What would
Coldman want with Paz? Paz was with the "professor",
ie., the KGB. Once Coldman
discovered that, he figured out what was really
going on between Paz and Gálvez. He's trying to figure out
how the KGB plan to stop Peace Walker, and he thinks he can
get the info from Paz. That's crazy!
Paz won't know anything. Yeah, well, he probably
doesn't buy that. ...You think Gálvez
has already been killed? By grabbing Paz,
Coldman's saying... "Stay out of this,
or lose your client." Dammit! I can't believe we didn't realize what was
going on before we lost contact with Paz. Don't have time for that, Kaz. Snake... Paz needs our help. Right.
This isn't about money anymore. You better move.
We know where they're headed. Yeah? You can thank Amanda. Take the gondola west
along the river. When you reach the northwestern bank,
you're in Nicaragua. I've arranged for a guide
to get you close. Snake... Chico? Sorry about the horse. It sure was pretty. Life's end... Isn't it beautiful? It's almost tragic. I've been waiting, Snake, for a long time. Boss... There is nothing more
for me to give you. All that's left
for you to take is my life. ...By your own hand. One must die
and one must live. No victory,
no defeat. The survivor will
carry on the fight. The one who survives
will inherit the title of Boss. Kill me... Kill me now... There's only room
for one Boss... And one Snake... The Boss's defection was a ruse
set up by the US government. But then something happened
that no one could have predicted. Colonel Volgin fired an American-made nuclear
warhead at Sokolov's research facility. So the operation itself
was greatly expanded and revised. The authorities in Washington knew
that in order to prove their innocence they'd have to
get rid of The Boss... ...And that one of their own
would have to do the job. The Boss wouldn't be allowed
to come back home alive. And she wouldn't be
allowed to kill herself. Her life would be ended
by her most beloved disciple... That was the way that
the government wanted it. That was the mission
she was given. The taint of disgrace
will follow her to her grave. Future generations
will revile her. In America, as a despicable traitor
with no sense of honor... And in Russia, as a monster
who unleashed a nuclear catastrophe... She will go down
in official history as a war criminal... That... Was her final mission. Snake, history will never
know what she did. No one will
ever learn the truth. Her story... Her debriefing... Will endure only
in your heart. Everything she did,
she did for her country. She sacrificed her life and
her honor for her native land. She was a real hero. She was a true patriot. Something's not right... Gate guard doesn't
look too bad... What do you think? Gonna need some help. This is Snake.
Can you hear me? This is Miller. Loud and clear. Got in without a hitch. Good, there's an airfield
on the other side of the building, on the northwestern
shore of the lake. That's where they'll
conduct the launch. There's a communications tower
in front of you. I'm betting they'll control
Peace Walker from there. Kaz. They're targeting Mother Base.
Don't you think you should evacuate? Nah... Everybody here
believes in you, Boss. Alright, fine then. I've kinda gotten
attached to the place myself. What about Amanda
and her people? They've been taken to safety. We can't involve them
in this any further. Good. They've got their own
cause to fight for. And Snake... Don't forget
the bad guys've got Paz. I won't. We're prepping
a few backup units. Don't let 'em launch, Snake.
We're counting on you! Paz...! ...Snake! Can you hear me? Si, I can hear you. Where are you? I'm not sure.
I don't recognize it. What about Coldman? He just left
for the control tower... Said something about
entering the final data. What is the matter? They found me...! Snake! Kaz? Snake, you OK? All MSF's ready
to move out. They're headed your way.
On the double. Are you serious? There's a skeleton crew
manning the base. Everyone else is enroute
to the base in Nicaragua. Snake, think you can make it
to that control tower? Not sure why, but this place
is crawling with Russian troops. Gonna have to force
my way through. What the hell's going on? Damned if I know. Get over there
quick as you can. You're almost there, Snake.
Stay steady! Snake... I'm coming Paz. Do not worry about me... I'm an angel of peace. I'll be watching over you. Here goes nothing! This terrain leaves you
completely exposed. Can't you make something
to conceal yourself? Kiss your ass goodbye! Move! There's nowhere to run!
You've gotta take those guys down! Fire! Fire! Kiss your ass goodbye! No, not outside!
You'll be shot dead in a second! Kiss your ass goodbye! Kiss your ass goodbye! Fire! Take THIS! Fire! U.S. Missile Base, Nicaragua
Control Room, Control Tower Top Floor Snake! Big Boss.
You made it. Too late though.
The false data's already in place. False data? That's right. Peace Walker is designed
for deterrence, nothing more. She is incapable of initiating
a nuclear attack on her own. She will only awaken and attack
when it's time to retaliate. Peace Walker is a weapon of peace,
after all. First, we'll enter data for
an imaginary Soviet nuclear strike on the U.S. homeland... After assessing
the data as a threat, Peace Walker will automatically
enter retaliation mode, selecting the optimal
target from a pre-defined list... For this scenario,
we've reverse-engineered the false data so that she'll inevitably end up choosing
the caribbean sea as her target. You're really going
to do it, aren't you? Know this.
Peace Walker's retaliation will be the first and last
of the Cold War. It is the only way
we will ever come close to achieving true peace... All that is left
is to enter the code. No! Stand down, Big Boss. You're late. ...Professor? Professor... Yes. Well... Taking over the base
took longer than expected. Wha--! - But... What...
- I brought the technology, you provided the money and land. TSENTR alone could never have
accomplished so much in so little time. Zadornov,
you backstabbing son of a..! "Backstabbing?" Correct me if I'm wrong, but
were we not enemies all along? Do you really think my comrades
were working for the Company? Do you truly think we'd faithfully serve
a pack of depraved capitalist dogs? What are you going to do? Launch a nuke...
Target: Cuba. Have you lost your mind?!
What would you possibly gain? We won't be
the ones launching it. You, the Americans, will
attack our ally, Cuba. What?! Think, Coldman.
We're on an American base, eagerly endorsed and supplied
by a pro-American regime. What's the internatinal
community to think? The world will burn with
anti-American sentiment! Communism will spread
across Latin America unchecked. Let the age of deterrence be undone
by the deterrent itself... Such is the Kremlin's plan. You son of a bitch... Paz, come here... Shoot him. Professor Gálvez...? I am Vladimir Zadornov. And Vladimir means
"Ruler of Peace". Now... Do as you're told, Paz. Don't do it. Remember what they did to you
at their base on the coast... For what Coldman's done...
He deserves nothing less than death. Paz... I...
I'm sorry... I can't... Truly a child of peace... No, wait! Only fitting that retribution
be delivered by a dead hand. You...
You missed on purpose... Your part in this isn't done. I need you to enter the code. Doctor, the target is now Cuba. Please make the
necessary modifications. And don't even
think of resisting. I'll crush you, but only
after I crush your "beloved" first. No, not that... Cuba is now
the retaliation target. ...Very well. Good. It is done. As for you, Big Boss... I've been watching you
all along. You've performed beyond
even my highest expectations, - a true comandante.
- What are you talking about? Why do you think
I summoned you to Costa Rica, had you make contact
with the Sandinistas? A true intelligence operative
never gets his hands dirty. Need a revolution?
Manipulate the locals into doing it for you. You mean... Amanda?!
And the Sandinistas...! You've done well. You took a ragtag
band of guerillas, children, and shaped them into
a full-fledged, formidable army. And now, you'll truly become
our "century's most complete human being"! ...Che Guevara? None other. A hero who, gunned down by the CIA,
becomes a legendary icon. The Sandinistas will rise up in revenge,
overthrowing the pro-American regime and wresting Nicaragua
from U.S. hands. And the nuclear strike on Cuba,
naturally, will be the last straw. Mammal Pod data entry
is complete. Dead at age 39...
Just like El Che. ...Ironic, isn't it? In the end,
a legend is merely fiction. You'll die as The Boss did and become as did she,
an eternal fraud. Go! Go! Go! ¡Venceremos! Freeze! You dare point your gun
at a comrade?! We will not be
pawns of the KGB. We will win
our own victory! ¡Hasta la victoria siempre! Amanda! We're home!
Look, we're back in Nica! We did it, Amand-
...I mean, Comandante! Boss, you hurt...? I'm fine. Vic Boss! You're a regular Joan of Arc. Nonsense,
you're the hero here. You saved my life.
You're the hero here. I never figured you
for a softie Snake. Thanks.
It's good to see you. Paz can stay with us
until she's back on her feet. And the "professor"? We'll find him
a nice, comfy cell. Coldman's lost a lot of blood.
He may not make it... Where's Amanda? Back with her compas.
She'll catch up later. How about you, Snake...? I'm not done yet. The AI? I have to finish this. That Boss is a fake. I'm gonna bury it. We'll save the champagne
until you get back. May as well celebrate peace...
While it lasts. I didn't bring her back to life
because I was forced to. I wanted to know
how she really felt... How it really ended. The Boss is dead. No. She's alive. Some truths are
better left buried. You don't mean that.
Be honest. You want to know, too,
don't you? Whether what you saw
and heard at the end was the truth? She'll tell us. I know she will. Thank you for stopping them. And... I'm sorry. I can't imagine
how it hurt. ...I'll live.
I'm used to shock therapy. You are? Well... That's very
kind of you to say. Let's go meet her,
shall we? Get in... ...Boss. Don't pick up a gun unless
you know how to use it. Aiming a weapon alone
doesn't make it a deterrent. You're the angel of peace. Leave the guns to us. That was our agreement,
remember? The army's leaving
Costa Rica now. The mission is complete. Paz? ...Thank you. ...What's that noise? What'd he do..?! I should have killed you
when I had the chance! ...NORAD's nightmare
is about to begin. What? Peace Walker... Determines retaliation targets... Based on enemy
nuclear strike data... That data... can be sent...
to third parties as well... We got big problems, Snake. Coldman's activated
the nuclear launch switch! What?!
And the target's Cuba? Yeah, but that's not it. The son of a bitch
has screwed us all over. When Peace Walker
was activated, it started transmitting
the false data set to NORAD. It's using a spread
spectrum MLF Signal... It can't be blacked out
even by EMP. There's no way to tell the difference between
false data and the real thing on a radar screen. NORAD will have no idea it's all a ruse
generated by Peace Walker. They're gonna think
it's a real Soviet attack. They'll pass the data to
the National Military Command Center... And Washington will have to choose
whether or not to retaliate. This could get ugly! Unless we stop it... We're looking at
a retaliatory chain-reaction! No... No need to panic. The nightmare will end
soon enough. What do you mean? Coldman's aim is for
the buraucrats in Washington to see the importance of
a machine like Peace Walker. ...He's trying to
prove that humans don't possess the will
to launch nukes. Everything will be fine.
They'll never retaliate. They're only human... Kaz, where's the president? ...Last I heard he was in the middle
of SALT II negotiations in Vladivostok. With the President gone, nuclear launch authority passes to
the next person in the chain of succession. The vice president's gone, too, so after him
comes the speaker... ...President, vice president... Not one among them has
the courage to push the button. No one willing to enter history
as the great destroyer. In the end, it's not their lives
that people value most... It's their reputations! The bureaucrats in Washington
may not be able to retaliate. Peace Walker,
on the other hand... She's loyal to the mission
above all. And she's well aware that guaranteed retaliation
is essential for nuclear deterrence to work. Peace Walker
is the perfect deterrent. Cuba would not have been
my choice of targets... But you can't make peace
without breaking a few eggs. Now that Peace Walker
has the false data... Retaliation is inevitable. Are you insane?
You think it'll end there?! You're about to unleash
all-out nuclear war! Somebody find out
what's going on at NORAD! Mammal's got
a connection to NORAD. We could monitor it
with the right equipment. I've got you covered. I've got NORAD on the line. Sir, we're tracking unidentified targets.
Current apogee 20 degrees. Estimated time of
re-entry is 2250 zulu. - Have you contacted the President?
- Coverall is not responding. Warning system checks out.
No corresponding natural signatures. Data is assessed as reliable. Cut the data transmission! We can't say for sure
Washington isn't going to retaliate! The only one who knows...
the abort code... is me... I die...
And no one can turn it off... Even if they do strike back... I'll already... be dead... I can only pray...
that my theory... my peace... Is proven right... Pea... ...Ce. ...Go to DEFCON 3. - Get SAC on the phone.
- This is crystal palace. Standby for
an emergency meeting. The false data and the nukes
are coming from the same source... We have to stop Peace Walker! The only way is to destroy her. She's entered launch mode. Peace Walker's
rendered her judgment. The target is Cuba! Snake, don't let it
launch the nuke! It's calculating ballistic trajectory... Once that's finished, it's all over. Snake, you've got to
destroy the platform! You've got to stop Peace Walker
before she can launch her nuke! Self-defense system online. Firing rocket launcher. Face me! Jump engaged. Firing drill missiles. Launching S mines. Firing drill missiles. Jump engaged. Firing drill missiles. Firing rocket launcher. EM pulse at maximum. Firing rocket launcher. Launch angle set. Opening missile hatch. She's going back into
nuclear launch mode! Stop her, Snake! One minute to launch. Switching to self-defense mode. Freeze! Launching S mines. It stopped moving... Snake, you did it.
You stopped the launch. Huey, how's NORAD?! Not good. BMEWS continue to
track the targets on radar. DSP satellite status is green.
Still assessing as reliable. Chairman of the Joint Chiefs, a representative of the Secretary of Defense,
and Congress have arrived at NMCC. You've only damaged
the drive system... The data uplinks still intact... We've got 1500 Soviet ICBM's
crossing the North Pole. Target region is confirmed as
the west coast of the United States. Go to DEFCON 2.
Prepare to launch ICBMs. How do I make it stop?! Peace Walker is a
fully autonomous system. Unlike the other
machines you've fought, its command authorities are all located
inside its cereberum, the Mammal Pod. We've got to stop
the Mammal Pod...! I don't have the abort code either.
Coldman was the only one... Snake, destroy the AI
inside the Mammal Pod! The inner barrier
protecting the Mammal Pod is designed to be as strong
as a bomb shelter. What's it gonna take
to get through? I guess an atomic bomb
would do it... You trying to be funny? No! I'm telling you, that armor was designed
to withstand a nuclear war! We can't get through to the President.
The decision is on us. You can't be serious! There's no way I'm gonna
wipe out the human race. This is the President's call! There's no time for that.
We need a decision, now. Huey. Call NORAD.
We have to tell them the nukes aren't real! I'll give it a shot. Forget the order of succession. If we're all going to hell,
let's take those bastards with us! Twelve minutes to impact, sir. ...May god have mercy
on our souls. Jesus... Coldman guessed wrong! They're gonna go
through with it! The platforms sustained
a lot of external damage... All we need
is some pressure... Pressure? Sink it in the lake. With that much water pressure, even the tiniest
crack should be enough to flood the innards. The AI Pod is a mass of
highly sensitive electronics. Short the contacts
and the signal will stop. How much does
that thing weigh? 500 tons. It's hopeless.
We can't move that thing. Get NORAD on the phone! Incoming MIRV Warheads
have separated. Estimated time to impact
now eleven minutes. - Sir, we've got a call!
- The President?! - No sir.
- Then, who? - He, um...
- Spit it out! - He claims to be... Big Boss.
- Big Boss? Patch him through! Mr. Chairman.
I'll get straight to the point. Cancel the retaliatory strike,
now! What? The radar blips you're seeing
are all fakes. No one's launched any nukes. How do you know? The launch data is fake,
part of an experiment that leaked. You weren't supposed to receive it.
Your radar is showing missiles that don't exist. If you're lying, then we've got
10 minutes 'til we're toast. We have to retaliate
or more Americans die. The experiment was planned and executed
by the CIA's station chief in Central America. Then put him on! He's dead. I can
give you his name though. We need more than the authentication
code you gave the switchboard. We need proof you're actually Big Boss.
Do you have any? Alright... If you know the name Big Boss... Then maybe you were there...
At the ceremony... When I received
the title from President Johnson. Indeed I was... We don't have time
for this bullshit! Hold it! Let's hear him out. You were saying? At the ceremony the DCI
tried to shake my hand. I refused. What happened in that room
is classified, top secret. Only a handful of people
would know. He's making it up!
Don't listen to him! Wait! Why did you refuse
to shake his hand? Because I knew
where my loyalty belonged. Everybody, listen to me! Those Soviet missiles are fakes! What?! You're actually
going to believe him? He's right! This is some
sort of commie trick! No, it's the real Big Boss.
Trust me. How can you know for sure?! Because I was the army
chief of staff back then, and I was standing right next
to the DCI when it happened. I saw everything. You saved us all, Big Boss. We'll stand down the alert. Thank you. When we meet again, I hope you'll shake my hand. What are you doing?! Sorry, Chairman, but
we are not standing down! Dammit...! Those worthless sacks of... Wait... Jack... Jack... It's opening...? She's calling to you... Destroy the mammal pod
and the data will stop flowing! Please, stop her... I've been waiting, Snake,
for a long time. Waiting for your birth,
your growth, and the finality of today. Boss... I didn't raise you and shape you
into the man you are today just so we could face
each other in battle. A soldier's skills aren't meant
to be used to hurt friends. So then what is an enemy? Is there such a thing as
an absolute timeless enemy? There is no such thing
and never has been. And the reason is that
our enemies are human beings like us. They can only be our enemies
in relative terms. The world must be
made whole again. The Philosophers must be reunited. They are my family. I may no longer be
able to bear children but I still have a family. The quick brown fox
jumps over the lazy dog. Kill me... Kill me now... Do it. Shall we walk through
the rainy plain of Spain? Kawanishi-noseguchi,
Kinunobebashi, Takiyama, Uguisunomori,
Tsuzumigataki Tada, Hirano, Ichinotorii, Uneno, Yamashita, Sasabe, Kofudai, Tokiwadai, Myokenguchi. Pi is... Pi is... ...about 3. Jack...! Jack...! Jack...! Jack...! Jack...! Valid data regions: Zero. Exit all done. ...It stopped. The data uplink's
bypassing the Mammal Pod...? Put down the gun! Come to your senses man! The fate of the world...
The fate of Earth is at stake here! Why?! I don't understand!! Answer me!! Tell me why?! Answer me!!! BO-O-O-OSS!!! Six minutes remaining. ...Wait. Authority rests with me now. I'm ordering a retaliation. No. Don't!
It's the end of us all! Who gives a damn?! I'm not gonna sit here
and die like a dog! If the Russians are gonna kill my family,
and destroy my country, I'm taking them with me! You see now, Chairman? Deterrence is just a fool's dream. Why?! Why won't it stop?! Sometimes the body continues to live
even after the brain is damaged. The Boss AI isn't doing this. I think it's something
rather more primitive... Reptile has taken up
Mammal's dying wish... No... Stop it... Don't just sit there!
Stop it! MIRV re-entry vehicles
detected 5200, 5300... Entering Terminal phase. Snake! You have to stop
that data from being sent! Estimated time to impact.
200 seconds. 195 seconds. 190 seconds. 185 seconds. 180 seconds. 175 seconds. 170 seconds. 165 seconds. 160 seconds. 155 seconds. 150 seconds. 145 seconds... Boss...? That voice... What...? ...What's going on? That song... Boss... Is that you...? How in the...? A ghost in the machine...? She's drowing herself to
stop the transmission? Look! It's functional compensation. When the human brain is damaged,
sometimes it recovers over time. Other parts of the brain take over
the functions of the damaged parts. Mammal and Reptile were patterned
after different parts of the human brain. When those parts were
assembled together into one, they must've become capable
of functional compensation... Her memories remained with her... Is this her answer? This song? It's clearly not
thinking rationally... It's not using its head... It's using...
Its heart? This is the fate
she chose for herself. The Boss's innocence
has been proven... Do you hear it, Snake? Do you hear The Boss's song? You saw it, didn't you? When you went to space... That there's beauty
outside of battle. At last, I understand. In the end... It was you who put down your gun... And chose instead
to sing... They can all hear you... I know they can... And your will shall
surely live on. That's what you wanted... So much that you
gave up everything you had... But you couldn't achieve it. Isn't that right? And still all you can do is sing. There's no peace
to be found anywhere. And so... We can only keep on hoping... Hoping for the illusion
we call peace. Dedicated in loving memory
of Project Itoh Snake? You still here? C'mon, let's go back. I'm not going back. Huh? I'm done. Snake, you don't mean... I'm done looking for the truth. What are you saying, Snake? I was wrong. C'mon, Boss.
Everybody's waiting for you. ...She betrayed me, Kaz. She what? In the end, she put down her gun. And when she did... she rejected
her entire life up to that point... including me. What do you mean? In giving up her life, she abandoned
everything she was as a soldier... And you consider
that betrayal? I won't make
the same choice as her. My future's going to be different. Then... Yeah, that's right. From now on, call me Big Boss. Snake, I'm proud to announce that
preparations for Metal Gear ZEKE are complete. We can activate it any time. Got it. Thanks, Huey. No need to thank me. At least now I can finally say
I helped you with something. There's something I need
to discuss with you, Boss... Get to the point, Kaz. We recovered the nuclear warhead
that was loaded onto Peace Walker from the bottom
of Lago Cocibolca. What? Warheads are radioactive,
even if they're relatively stable. If we just left it there
it would contaminate the lake, or fall into
the hands of terrorists... ...Creating another crisis. Right. So while the White House is
figuring out how to cover its ass, I thought we'd take
some precautions. What did you have in mind? Load it onto ZEKE. What? What else would we do with it?
ZEKE is our deterrent. To protect ourselves from nuclear attack,
we need a nuclear weapon ourselves. Of course, if you're not on board,
we could always dispose of it. But it won't be easy getting another nuke.
This is a golden opportunity. ...We could always
get rid of it later, load it onto some fishing boat
and leave it out in the middle of the ocean. No one would
ever know it's there. But if you want to get rid of it,
Boss, we'll get rid of it. No... Don't. As long as
there are nukes out there, we need one ourselves
if we're going to be a world power. I knew you'd see it
that way, Boss! So long as we stand
apart from nations, we need something
to put us on equal footing. In a way, MSF is a country itself. And we just became the world's
seventh nuclear power. Nuclear power... Snake, Zadornov has
disappeared from his cell. What? You're kidding, right? Afraid not.
You've got a new mission: find Zadornov! Big Boss! My work is done... What are you talking about? "V for Victory" Rocket Peace! Kaz, I found Zadornov.
I had to kill him. So much for our fugitive... Something's not right here.
I'm thinking he had a friend. ...Someone inside MSF... What's going on? ...It's ZEKE...
It's moving! What?! There's somebody inside,
I can see them... Snake, get up here pronto! Took you long enough...
Big Boss. Paz...?! Get down from there
before you hurt somebody. Maybe I want
to hurt somebody... What's going on?
She's not herself... Oh, I am myself all right... my true self. Kaz, shut that thing down... I can't,
the controls aren't responding. Then how's it moving?! I made some modifications... This machine was meant
to have a human pilot. Modifications? Paz, what are you... Never thought I'd be
into machines, huh? Then... Zadornov's escape...
was a diversion! Paz, what are you doing...?! I'm taking it back. Taking it back?
Where?! To our leaders... To Cipher. Cipher...?! This weapon is
Cipher's creation... Paz! Get down from there! Do not call me that! I'm Pacifica Ocean! My name, my age, my mission, Cipher gave them all to me. My entire life has
but one purpose, to carry out Cipher's plan. The nasty tobacco...
the "angel of peace" crap... the whole "teen
with a dream" routine... I'm through with all of it! Paz, you can't... I told you not
to call me that! It makes me want to puke! Everything has gone
exactly as we planned. Now the real Peace Walker Project
is finally about to reach its goal. The... real project?! Once upon a time, there were two young men
who idolized a hero called The Boss. One day, they suddenly lost
the point of origin, the Cipher, that was like a mother to them. Unable to come to terms
with their sorrow, they each decided to carry on
the will of their hero. But they could not agree
on what that meant. In the end,
they became bitter enemies, and the Zero from which they both started
was split into two. ...And you have been
on the wrong path ever since. There is no "happily ever after"
waiting for you in the end. Unless... You obey the will of Cipher! Where does an army
without borders call home? A state without borders, of course...
A world without borders. A world without borders..? The Cold War Order
is about to collapse. The age of electronic intelligence
is about to begin. The NSA, CSS, NRO, DIA,
et cetera, et cetera... The intelligence community that has
long bickered amongst itself will be united in a world
governed by electrons. Cipher will gather all information, watching over
the world and guiding the will of its people, all while they remain
blissfully unaware. There will be no one
to oppose them! For the first time, the world will be
ruled by a single will! Until the new order is in place, you and your army will be
the force that protects it. You will be Cipher's deterrent, pulling the wool over the eyes of the old order
with your charisma and military prowess. Accept our offer, and we will allow you to
retain control of MSF and ZEKE. That's... an offer? The Boss threw down her gun,
and with it her life's calling. You, her disciple, have
never been able to do that. You are too afraid to let go. I was made to fight. I am a gun. Is that so?! Then what do you call this?
Is it a gun too? You are a lousy liar! Admit it, this thing is a monstrosity,
a product of your own fear! But not Cipher!
Cipher thought of something different. Cipher's going to control guns. Control guns? That is right. Not deter, control. It is the ultimate approach
to the illusion of peace... Control power?
You're gonna be disappointed. Then we are done! Thank you for playing!
Better luck next time. The offer is rescinded!
And now, the ultimatum. ZEKE is already
in nuclear strike mode. What...? I'm taking the weapon you built
and using it to launch a nuclear strike on the east coast
of the United States! You're insane!
What are you after?! But wait, here is
your consolation prize: we are about to show the world just
how dangerous a gang of outlaws, an army without borders,
can be! You and your men
will become pariahs, and you will be wiped off
the face of the earth. Rather than heroes, you will be seen as
a well-armed, extremist cult prone to indiscriminate outbursts
of nuclear aggression. You will give rise
to a new world order, an age of deterrence defined by
its fear of extremist cult influence. Do you like the picture
I am painting, Big Boss?! When all is said and done,
peace is nothing but a fantasy! A game's a game!
You either win or you lose! All you can do is fight! Stop me if you can! The peace sign is
the "V" of Victory! Say peace! She's gonna launch a nuke! Snake, we've got to stop her,
whatever it takes. Awaiting your orders! Stop me if you can! You have to stop Paz before
she can launch that nuke! Time to wrap this up. Soon you will
witness true Hell. Take this! Time to wrap this up. I'll crush you flat! ¡Venceremos! Soon you will
witness true Hell. I'll crush you flat! She was a spy? How could we
have been so blind? I always thought it was strange,
her waving that tape... Time to wrap this up. We don't need peace! You've got no one
to blame but yourself. I'll crush you flat! ¡Venceremos! Die! Time to wrap this up. Die! Soon you will
witness true Hell. It is no use,
ZEKE is out of my control... This is where it ends. Listen to me, Big Boss... As long as your army is needed,
the world will never know true peace. The peace you will know
will be fleeting, illusory. They will use you,
disgrace you, and then, finally, discard you
like they would a cancer to society. This is the path you have chosen! Paz... How's it going?
How's ZEKE look? The attitude control AI had a backup,
so... it should be able to walk. Really... That's good. Beyond that,
it's up to the creator... Stop! Don't come
any closer, doctor. There's something
I've been meaning to ask you... Do you...
Do you despise me? Doctor, are you asking me out? No no, not at all... No? Pity... Because I've just had my heart
broken by someone else. Wh... What?! I only like those
who can stand on their own. If you fancy me,
then come walk with me. Who knows what
miracles might happen? Love is blind, after all. Take your time...
I'll be waiting... Snake... That name Paz mentioned at the end, "Cipher", it's a code. It means "empty"... It also means... "Zero." A world of electronic intelligence
built on codes. And at the center of it all,
a zero... Kaz? Uh, look, Boss... I owe you an apology. Hear me out, OK? ...Sure. I, uh, I knew
Paz and the professor... I knew who they
really were, all along. Kaz... I used them. I suppose you were the one who brought them to Colombia
in the first place, huh? Guilty as charged. Paz wasn't just CIA,
you know. She was working for the KGB, too. And for this Cipher group. In other words,
she was a triple agent. You knew all of this...?! Wait, let me finish. Listen, MSF never would have gotten
this big if it weren't for them. This mercenary business we've built, someday, it's going to be a new
driving force in the world economy. Was that your goal all along? ...The Cold War's not
going to last forever. Sooner or later,
it's going to give way to an era of regional
conflicts and terrorism. A paradigm shift from counter-Communism
to counter-terrorism. In the new age,
armies won't be tied to states, and war will become a business. We'll be a valuable commodity. There'll be clients all over the world
who need our services. MSF is only the beginning. What we're creating here
is a revolution in itself. Am I right? Kaz, it's... not going
to be that easy. What do you mean? This whole Peace Walker thing
has left our mark on the history of the old order. We've put ourselves on the radar
of intelligence agencies and governments East and West. The whole world probably
knows about us now. Including that Cipher outfit... We've let ourselves
interfere with the times, with the Cold War system of deterrence. We're an army without a flag. We weren't supposed to take sides
in international affairs. But we did. I see your point. So what happens to us now? We'll be hunted. Not everybody's gonna be
happy with us, huh? You're damn right. We upset the global military
balance of power. And these people would rather
our "army without borders" not exist at all? They're gonna come
knocking real soon. There's no turning back now. We're a wrench
in the old system of deterrence. As long as the times
refuse to change, we're going to make
a hell of a racket. Then who are we
going to fight? The establishment... anybody who tries
to restore the old balance, wants to snuff us
out of existence. Which establishment? It won't be a particular country
or ideology that hunts us. Who, then? We're gonna be fighting
the biggest beast of all, the times. Ten years ago, the times
rejected The Boss... and killed her. And now we're
the ones being tested. Will the times erase us? Or work with us? It's gonna be a lonely battle...
No good or evil, no winners or losers. Business will have to wait. The question we have to
ask ourselves now is, can we survive long enough
to see the 21st century? I'm with you, Boss. We'll see how it turns out,
together. The hunt is on, Kaz, and the whole world's
on our tail. Assemble the men! November 24, 1974
The U.S. and the Soviet Union agree on a framework
for a SALT II (Strategic Arms Limitations Talks) treaty. The treaty limits the number of strategic
nuclear delivery vehicles on each side to 2,400. Among that number,
MIRVs are restricted to 1,320. December 1974
Former Prime Minister of Japan
Eisaku Sato receives the Nobel Peace Prize for laying forth Japan's
Three Non-Nuclear Principles. December 27th, 1974
Nicaragua. The FSLN (Sandinista National
Liberation Front) takes hostages at a party at the house of a minister
in the Somoza government. They secure the release of 14 political
prisoners and achieve recognition as a representative
of anti-Somoza sentiment. March 1975
Former President of Costa Rica José Figueres Ferrer
admits to collaborating with the CIA. April 30th, 1975
The Ho Chi Minh Campaign and the fall
of Saigon reunites North and South Vietnam. July 17th, 1975
Soyuz 19 and Apollo 18 dock in orbit. The U.S. and Soviet Union complete
their first peaceful joint activity in space. July 19th, 1979
The FSLN overthrows Somoza in an armed uprising,
helping realize the Nicaraguan Revolution. Somoza is assassinated
the following year. December 24th, 1979
The Soviet Union invades Afghanistan. 1980
Dr. Emmerich (Huey) becomes a father.
He names his son "Hal." The United Nations establishes
the University for Peace in Costa Rica. November 17th, 1983
Costa Rican President Luis Alberto refuses to allow
the construction of U.S. military bases in his country, declaring permanent neutrality
in Costa Rica. March 1985
Gorbachev comes to power
in the Soviet Union. Another period of Détente begins
as the Cold War draws to an end. November 9th, 1989
The Berlin Wall falls.
Germany is reunified the following year. 1994
The Costa Rican government
persuades Panama to abolish its military. 1995
Big Boss triggers the Outer Heaven Uprising. 2005
Miller is found assassinated in his home
by an unknown assailant. Subtitles by Julien Strong We will forsake our countries. We will leave our motherlands behind us
and become one with this earth. We have no nation,
no philosophy, no ideology. We go where we're needed, fighting, not for government,
but for ourselves. We need no reason to fight.
We fight because we are needed. We will be the deterrent
for those with no other recourse. We are soldiers without borders,
our purpose defined by the era we live in. We will sometimes have
to sell ourselves and services. If the times demand it, we'll be
revolutionaries, criminals, terrorists. And yes, we may all
be headed straight to hell. But what better place
for us than this? It's our only home. Our heaven and our hell. This is Outer Heaven. It's me. Smoothly, naturally. No. Big Boss doesn't
know the truth... No, Langley hasn't
decided what to do yet. Their hands are full
with their own mess. True, Lubyanka is in the same boat. Yes, other eyes continue to watch,
but no sign of contact so far. ...Exactly. It's a non-state army
to use however they want. They've probably decided there's no sense
in wiping them out just yet. Better to make... use of them. Indeed they have...
There's a site near Angola... And we've fully
validated the AI as well... Agreed. In the end, a machine
is just that: a machine. Sigint was right. It seems
it's time for a change in approach. Machines are best suited
to specialize in high-level data processing. Yes... Of course. Speaking of which,
any news on the "sons"...? Two already... Really... ...But they're strictly
an insurance policy, yes? So that's the idea... I wonder how
Big Boss will respond... Yes. But I'm only interested
in the business angle. Like I said before,
I'm neither an enemy nor an ally. I'm merely a business partner.
Don't forget it. Yes, I'll be in touch... my dear Zero (CIPHER).
