Final Fantasy XII (2006 Video Game)

Bobby Edner: Vaan

Quotes 

• Vaan : You can't have it! It's mine!

  Balthier : ...And when I take it, it will be mine.

• Balthier : Quite a performance.

  Vaan : Who are you?

  Balthier : I play the leading man, who else? Fran, the magicite.

  Fran : Now then, I'll take that.

  Vaan : No you won't! I found it, it's mine.

  Balthier : And when I take it from you, it will be mine.

• Vaan : Baltheir, are you and that Jules guy close?

  Balthier : Close enough for fistcuffs... driver! Faster, if you please. I would loathe to expend any of the violence of my present mood on my companions.

• Vaan : Pirates? You're sky pirates? So you have an airship?

  Balthier : It's Balthier. Listen thief - Vaan. if you ever want to see your home again, you'll do exactly as I say. Myself, Fran and you, we're working together now. Understood?

• Vaan : [holding the Goddess' Magicite]  Don't even think you're getting this.

  Balthier : The thought never crossed my mind.

• Vaan : How's going deeper into this place...

  Balthier : [interrupting]  What's wrong? You don't trust her? Vierra's noses are sharp. If she says there's a way out, there's a way out.

• Balthier : Ah! The prison repository of wrested relics and raiments!

  Vaan : So our things are in here?

  Balthier : That's what I said.

• Balthier : Nice moves there, Captain.

  Vaan : You mean traitor.

  Balthier : So they say. But I didn't see him kill anyone.

• Balthier : [after the Goddess' Magicite glows]  Oh now isn't that impressive?

  Vaan : Don't get any ideas. I told you, it's mine.

  Balthier : ...I'm sorry but the jury's still out on that one.

• Vaan : What's up with her?

  Balthier : You have a lot to learn before we even get started on your thievery.

• Vaan : What are we waiting for?

  Balthier : [holding him back]  For *you* to calm down.

• Vaan : ...Hey, you sure this rabbit hole's the way into Archades?

  Balthier : Better a hare unseen then a rat in a trap. Then again, if you'd prefer to go knocking on the front gates of the city, be my guest.

  Penelo : But what about once we're inside? Won't the city watch find us?

  Ashe : We'll do what we can to blend into the crowd. Our names may be notorious, but our faces are not far-known.

  Vaan : True, true. You're our princess, and we didn't even recognize you.

  Ashe : I noticed.

• Basch fon Ronsenberg : [when the party is brought to the Dreadnought Leviathan, Ashe turns and gasps, then she gets angry when she approaches Basch]  Majesty!

  Ashe : [slapping Basch, angered]  After what you've done! How dare you! You're supposed to be dead!

  Judge Magister Ghis : Come now, come now! Have you forgotten your manners? This is hardly the courtesy due... the late Princess Ashelia B'nargin Dalmasca.

  Vaan : Princess?

  Judge Magister Ghis : To be sure, she bears no proof of her former station. No different than any mean member of the insurgence.

  Ashe : The Resistance

  Judge Magister Ghis : His Excellency the Consul asks the Ministry of the Disthroned Royal Family in restoring peace to Dalmasca. Those who foster instability and unrest, who claim Royal Blood without proof... they shall meet their fate at the gallows. There are no exceptions

  Ashe : I will not play puppet to Vayne!

  Basch fon Ronsenberg : King Raminas entrusted me with a task. Should the time come, he bade me give you something of great importance. It is your birthright: The Dusk Shard. I will warrant with the quality of her blood. Only I know where to find it.

  Ashe : Wait. You took my father's life! Why spare mine now? You would have me live in shame!

  Basch fon Ronsenberg : If that is your duty: Yes.

  Vaan : Stop being so stubborn! Keep on like this and you're gonna get us both killed

  Ashe : Don't interrupt!

• Balthier : Passing strange. there are *supposed* to be guards here.

  Vaan : Maybe... we're just lucky huh?

  Balthier : Maybe *you're* just optimistic.

• Balthier : Vaan! The Strahl is in your hands you hear? If there's one scratch on her when I get back...

  Vaan : Roger that. We'll be waiting for you.

• Judge Gabranth : Yes, it I was who wore Basch his face; who cut down the life of Dalmasca. Lady Ashe your fathers murderer is here.

  Ashe : You!

  Vaan : ...and Reks!

  Judge Gabranth : I slew your king, I slew your country. Do these deeds not demand vengeance?

• Bergan : [as he notices Ashe]  Ah, our vagrant princess. Swift has your lust for revenge led you to the Sword of Kings.

  [Steps to the side and reveals Anastasis's dead body] 

  Bergan : You will surrender it to me. Too late and to their sorrow do those who misplace their trust in gods learn their fate.

  [as Bergan approaches, Venat appears behind him] 

  Vaan : There it is again!

  Balthier : [as Bergan begins to radiate Mist]  Fran, I don't like the look of that.

  Fran : This Mist-he holds a Stone! It controls him as it did Mjrn!

  Bergan : [Chuckles]  No. No, the power of Manufacted Nethicite is the power of Man! A weapon forged by his wisdom... who would challenge the gods themselves!

  [holds up his sword] 

  Bergan : A fitting blade for a true Dynast-King! Raithwall did but pretend the title... a cur begging Nethicite scraps from his Master's table! Hark! Ivalice hails her true Dynast-King, Vayne Solidor! He shall defy the will of the Gods and see the reins of history back in the hands of Man! His time is Nigh! The new Ivalice holds no place for the name Dalmasca.

  [Draws his other sword] 

  Bergan : The stain of Raithwall's Blood shall be washed clean from history's weave!

• Balthier : [regarding Marquis Halim Ondore]  The men he's been funding bear little love for the Empire.

  [regarding Captain Basch] 

  Balthier : They won't be thrilled to discover that rumors of your death were, in fact, greatly exaggerated. If we were to raise a clamor to that effect, we might just get their attention.

  Vaan : Nothin' to it! I'll just go around town spreading the word. How 'bout this?

  [Vaan jumps onto a stone railing. The player hits the "Square" button, triggering...] 

  Vaan : I'm Captain Basch Fon Ronsenburg of Dalmasca!

  [Civilians stop and stare. Vaan turns to the others] 

  Vaan : Well? Whaddaya think?

  Balthier : That certainly qualifies as a clamor. All right, Vaan, get to it. For the girl's sake, eh? Oh, and the more people around to witness your little performance, the better. If we're going to reach the Marquis, it's up to you. We'll be waiting here, if you need us.