Wilson: Snake, you better fuckin' remember what De Gaulle said: "The graveyards are full of indispensable men." That means a whole bunch'a playa hatas gettin' up in yo grill, you better fuckin' run! You ain't all that, Snake!

Snake: Uh...right.

Snake: Wilson, how'd you get into this line of work?

Wilson: Well, between you and me...I wanted to be a fighter pilot, blowin' shit out of the sky and killin' folk. Ice cold, baby! Ice cold!

Snake: Uhh...

Wilson: But somehow I ended up doing Battle Damage Assessments! BDAs for fuck's sake! Said I was "too crazy." Shit, a fuckin' nigga need to be crazy when he got Vulcan cannons and cruise missiles, bitch!

Snake: Uh, yeah, I suppose...

Wilson: Another thing was my sight. I couldn't fuckin' see well so they threw me to the curb! Shit, a nigga don't need to see when he got VULCAN CANNONS AND CRUISE MISSILES! Bitch!

Snake: I'm uh...gonna get back to the mission now.

Wilson: Snake, in China they say "Rashness brings success to few, misfortune to many." That means if the coast is clear, no bitchin' ass soldiers in your way, take your happy ass forward. But when people 'round; run, bitch! It don't mean a fuckin' thing if you a legendary mercenary! You got respect, they got guns. In China they say it 'cause it's the strong swimmer who most often drowns, 'cause he thinks he all that, 'til the river fuckin' DROWNS HIS ASS! BITCH!

Wilson: Snake, what the fuck is the deal? You gonna leave that white girl behind?

Snake: The sniper's using her as bait...it's me they want. Meryl understands that.

Wilson: Man, it don't fuckin' matter! '"Ooh, I'm Solid Snake, I can't take a few sniper rifle rounds."

Snake: Wilson, I would die!

Wilson: "Ooh, I'm Solid Snake, I'm afraid of death."

Snake: ...Wilson...I have to live to complete this mission.

Wilson: Man, what-the-fuck-ever.

Wilson: Snake, what are you doin' in an air duct?

Snake: ...Infiltrating. You know, my job for this mission.

Wilson: Don't get all smart with me, bitch.

Snake: The Soliton Radar isn't working right now.

Wilson: I know, I told you not to go in there 'cause the radar ain't gonna work!

Snake: It's alright though; even the greatest masterpiece has its flaws.

Wilson: Man, I'm supposed ta be quotin' fa YO ass, not the other way around, bitch!

Snake: Uhh...getting back to the mission...

Wilson: Snake, you better fuckin' save your game or you gonna regret it. Man, my street instincts goin' all off right now.

Snake: Why?

Wilson: I dunno. Anyway, you gonna save, bitch?

Wilson: Snake, the Chinese say "A scholar who cherishes the love of comfort is not fit to be deemed a scholar." Or like my man Einstein said, "Only a life lived for others is worth living." That's why I went to MIT instead of some preppy fancy-ass bullshit school like Princeton or Vassar where all my bitch-ass friends were goin'. I wanted to make shit that would benefit humanity, dig? Like the Soliton Radar or the codec. Man, if you were a chick you'd be suckin' my dick RIGHT NOW.

Snake: Ugh...

Wilson: I guess I can relate to what Dr. Emmerich been goin' through. Some playa hatas makin' some bitch-ass nuclear weapon usin' my man Emmerich.

Wilson: Man, you smokin' bitch? Man, cigarettes are poison...they ice cold killas, bitch! "He that cuts off twenty years of life cuts off so many years of fearing death." Man, you fuckin' pussy. Can't handle life? Well that's fuckin' SO SAD.

Wilson: Man, what the fuck's the deal? There ain't no Memory Card, bitch! Put one in Memory Card Slot 1 or Memory Card Slot 2, dumbass!

Wilson: Man, what kinda shit you got on your Memory Card? It fills up the entire fuckin' card, man! Format your shit before saving, alright?

Wilson: Man, I couldn't save your shit 'cause somethin' fucked up.

Wilson: Man, in China they have a saying, "If there are more wolves, the people are eaten; If there are more people, the wolves are eaten." It means to hide, bitch, 'cause if they see you, you dead! Another way to put it would be to say that if there are eighteen people 'round, you can't kill 'em all with a fifteen round clip, bitch! Unless they behind each other, but that probably ain't the case, bitch!

Wilsom: So you got your ass locked up, huh.

Snake: You all must think I'm garbage...

Wilson: Hey, now...I know I've been pretty light-hearted this whole mission, but don't blame yourself.

Snake: I just let them kill Meryl to save my own worthless hide!

Wilson: Well, uh...in China they have a saying...fuck that, I'll use my own words this time. Snake, cheer up. Don't listen to that old-ass white-haired revolver-twirlin' bitch. He's bluffin'.

Snake: I don't think he's the bluffing type...

Wilson: Snake, you gotta pull yourself together for the world, man. Beat those bitchin' ass terrorists and let them know that bitch best recognize.

Wilson: "O, he's a limb, that has but a disease; mortal, to cut it off; to cure it easy." That means if you got a cold, take some medicine dumbass!

Wilson: Man, if I could, I'd be sendin' you RPG-7s and assault rifles instead of lousy-ass data through the codec.

Snake: That'd be nice. I'm starting to feel like a thief already...ransacking rooms, rifling through fallen enemies' pockets...

Wilson: You ain't got no choice though, right?

Snake: Maybe so, but I think I'm starting to develop kleptomania. I just keep putting things in my pocket.

Wilson: Man, you're right. I'd spend everything I had on a therapist if I were you.

Snake: ...Uhh...

Wilson: Catch you later, psycho.

Wilson: Snake, in China they say "When walking through a melon patch, don't adjust your sandals." What it means: don't be thinking 'bout the casserole in the oven when you're blowing some dude's brains out, alright? Keeps shit in the proper perspective!

Wilson: What, bitch/What is it/Hey, man. Saving/Wanna save/Ready to save/You saving? You pussy.

If snake keeps calling Wilson and not saving...

Wilson: Snake, stop callin' me, bitch! You get kicks out of calling me for no reason/Man, fuck you./FUCK. No, no, stay with me now. FUCK. YOU.

Wilson: In China they say "-It's better to live ugly than to die beautiful." It's true, Snake. 'Cause when you gettin' slam-fucked by worms in your grave, you never gonna be happy again! That's why people who wanna die before their time are dumb shits.

Wilson: "The tongues of dying men enforce attention, like deep harmony." It means that if somebody dyin', they gonna be tellin' the truth, not lyin' like an asshole. I think dude was right. People don't lie when they speak with their dying breaths.

Wilson: Snake, some serious shit goin' down over here. The Colonel's been locked up so this might be your last save.

Snake: I'm uh, going to miss those proverbs of yours. But Wilson, I have a favor to ask. Make a hard copy of all the Codec conversation data up to this point. I want some insurance.

Wilson: Alright dawg, leave it to me.

When they first meet...

Wilson: Shit, a nigga must be crazy to fly a Hind in this kind'a weather.

Snake: Who's that.

Campbell: Oh, sorry. I haven't introduced you two yet. This is Wilson Rodriguez. He was assigned to us as our visual and data processing specialist. He designed your Codec as well as your Soliton Radar system. Contact him you have any questions about either of them.

Wilson: 'Sup, Snake? It's an honor to speak to a living legend such as yourself. ...What's wrong?

Snake: Nothing. I just didn't expect you to be so...

Wilson: So what, Snake? So black? So negro? Well fuck you, motherfucker! But at least you're very frank for a trained ice cold killa. I'm looking forward to seein' that you ain't all that like they say you are in the legend.

Snake: Uhh...right.