Policia: Yo, who are you, really? Come on and tell us. ... You are a long way from home, cowboy. You have my sympathies.
Leon S. Kennedy: Guess that's a locals' way of breaking the ice. Anyway, you know what this is all about, my assignment is to search for the president's missing daughter.
Policia: What? All by yourself?
Leon: I'm sure you boys didn't just tag along so we could sing 'Kumbaya' together at some boyscout bonfire, then again, maybe you did.
Policia: Ha! Oh, you crazy American... It's a direct order from the chief himself, I tell you it's no picnic.
Leon S. Kennedy: Guess that's a locals' way of breaking the ice. Anyway, you know what this is all about, my assignment is to search for the president's missing daughter.
Policia: What? All by yourself?
Leon: I'm sure you boys didn't just tag along so we could sing 'Kumbaya' together at some boyscout bonfire, then again, maybe you did.
Policia: Ha! Oh, you crazy American... It's a direct order from the chief himself, I tell you it's no picnic.
Leon S. Kennedy: (notices the first sign of human life in the cabin, a middle-aged swarthy individual poking the blaze in the fireplace) Uh, excuse me. Sir?
Villager: (ignores him, at least until Leon is standing a few feet away. He rises from his work and turns on the spot to face the Secret Service Agent; in the wrong direction, almost an entire three hundred and sixty degrees)
Leon: (offering the villager a photo of Ashley) I was wondering if you might recognize the girl in this photograph?
Villager: ¿Qué carajo estás haciendo aquí? ¡Lárgate, cabrón!
Leon: (taken aback, yet still snide as he tries to calm the obviously not all their individual) Huh. Sorry to have bothered you!
Villager: (ignores him, at least until Leon is standing a few feet away. He rises from his work and turns on the spot to face the Secret Service Agent; in the wrong direction, almost an entire three hundred and sixty degrees)
Leon: (offering the villager a photo of Ashley) I was wondering if you might recognize the girl in this photograph?
Villager: ¿Qué carajo estás haciendo aquí? ¡Lárgate, cabrón!
Leon: (taken aback, yet still snide as he tries to calm the obviously not all their individual) Huh. Sorry to have bothered you!
Leon S. Kennedy: (unhooks the wardrobe latch, releasing its noisy occupant, who is bound and gagged, obviously afraid that the armed pretty-boy means him ill but Leon merely rips off the duct tape covering his mouth)
Luis Sera: Ah! Oh... Little rough, don't you think? (Leon rolls him over so he can untie his bonds) You're... not like them?
Leon: No. You?
Luis: (rubbing the circulation back into his wrists) Okay, I have only one, very important question: you got a smoke?
Leon: Got gum.
(we hear massive thundering footsteps as two Ganados step into the room and behind them... the man himself)
Luis: Perfect. The Big Cheese.
Leon: What?!
(the camera pans up from size fifteen shoes to reveal the biggest, baddest, ugliest mofo among the village's inhabitants)
Leon: (wanting to take out the leader as quickly as possible, he charges forward and throws a sick reverse heel kick — )
Bitores Mendez: (the Big Cheese catches Leon's foot in one massive hand and hurls him back through the air to smash poor Luis into the cabinet and knock them both into next week)
Luis Sera: Ah! Oh... Little rough, don't you think? (Leon rolls him over so he can untie his bonds) You're... not like them?
Leon: No. You?
Luis: (rubbing the circulation back into his wrists) Okay, I have only one, very important question: you got a smoke?
Leon: Got gum.
(we hear massive thundering footsteps as two Ganados step into the room and behind them... the man himself)
Luis: Perfect. The Big Cheese.
Leon: What?!
(the camera pans up from size fifteen shoes to reveal the biggest, baddest, ugliest mofo among the village's inhabitants)
Leon: (wanting to take out the leader as quickly as possible, he charges forward and throws a sick reverse heel kick — )
Bitores Mendez: (the Big Cheese catches Leon's foot in one massive hand and hurls him back through the air to smash poor Luis into the cabinet and knock them both into next week)
Luis Sera: Used to be a cop in Madrid. Now I'm just a good-for-nothing-guy, who happens to be, quite the ladies man.
Leon S. Kennedy: Why'd you quit?
Luis: Fah, Policia. You put your life on the line, nobody really appreciates you enough for it. Being a hero isn't what it's cracked up to be any more...
Leon: ... Used to be a cop myself. Only for a day though.
Luis: I thought I was bad.
Leon: Somehow I managed to get myself involved with the incident in Raccoon City. On my first day in the force.
Leon S. Kennedy: Why'd you quit?
Luis: Fah, Policia. You put your life on the line, nobody really appreciates you enough for it. Being a hero isn't what it's cracked up to be any more...
Leon: ... Used to be a cop myself. Only for a day though.
Luis: I thought I was bad.
Leon: Somehow I managed to get myself involved with the incident in Raccoon City. On my first day in the force.
"You carry the same blood as us, it seems. Never the less, you're an outsider. Just remember - if you become, unpleasant to our eyes, you'll face severe consequences..."
— Bitores Mendez
Saddler: I'll take the girl.
Leon: Who're you?
Saddler: If you must know, my name is Osmund Saddler. The master of this fine religious community.
Leon: What do you want?
Saddler: To demonstrate to the whole world our astounding power, of course. No longer will the United States think they can police the world forever. So we kidnap the president's daughter in order to give her our power, and then... send her back.
Ashley: (realizing) No...! (Flashback sequence: a hooded minion injects something into Ashley's neck.) Leon, I think they shot something in my neck.
Leon: What did you do to her?!
Saddler: We just planted her a little... gift. Oh, there's going to be one hell of a party when she returns home to her loving father! (laughs softly) But before that, I thought I might bargain with the president for some donation. Believe it or not, it takes quite a lot of money to keep this church up and running.
Leon: Faith in money will lead you nowhere, Saddler.
Saddler: Oh, I believe I forgot to tell you that we gave you the same gift.
Leon: (to himself) When I was unconscious...?
Saddler: Oh, I truly hope you like our small, but special contributions. When the eggs hatch, you will become my puppets. Involuntarily, you will do as I say. I'll have total control over your minds! Don't you think this is a revolutionary way to promulgate one's faith?
Leon: Sounds like an alien invasion if you ask me!
Leon: Who're you?
Saddler: If you must know, my name is Osmund Saddler. The master of this fine religious community.
Leon: What do you want?
Saddler: To demonstrate to the whole world our astounding power, of course. No longer will the United States think they can police the world forever. So we kidnap the president's daughter in order to give her our power, and then... send her back.
Ashley: (realizing) No...! (Flashback sequence: a hooded minion injects something into Ashley's neck.) Leon, I think they shot something in my neck.
Leon: What did you do to her?!
Saddler: We just planted her a little... gift. Oh, there's going to be one hell of a party when she returns home to her loving father! (laughs softly) But before that, I thought I might bargain with the president for some donation. Believe it or not, it takes quite a lot of money to keep this church up and running.
Leon: Faith in money will lead you nowhere, Saddler.
Saddler: Oh, I believe I forgot to tell you that we gave you the same gift.
Leon: (to himself) When I was unconscious...?
Saddler: Oh, I truly hope you like our small, but special contributions. When the eggs hatch, you will become my puppets. Involuntarily, you will do as I say. I'll have total control over your minds! Don't you think this is a revolutionary way to promulgate one's faith?
Leon: Sounds like an alien invasion if you ask me!
Luis Sera: Leon! (throws him a 2x4 to jam the door of the cabin close) Small world, eh? Well... (checking out Ashley's rather tight sweater) I see that the president has equipped his daughter with ballistics too.
Ashley Graham: How - rude! And I don't believe there's any relevance with my figure and my standing! Who are you?!
Luis: Oh, ho! Excuse me, your highness! Perhaps the young lady might want to introduce herself first, before asking someone his name?
Ashley: (condescendingly) Her name's Ashley Graham, the president's daughter.
Luis: (to Leon, who has been ignoring the spat in favour of casing the interior for weaknesses) Is she... Well, you know.
Leon S. Kennedy: Don't worry, she's cool.
Ashley Graham: How - rude! And I don't believe there's any relevance with my figure and my standing! Who are you?!
Luis: Oh, ho! Excuse me, your highness! Perhaps the young lady might want to introduce herself first, before asking someone his name?
Ashley: (condescendingly) Her name's Ashley Graham, the president's daughter.
Luis: (to Leon, who has been ignoring the spat in favour of casing the interior for weaknesses) Is she... Well, you know.
Leon S. Kennedy: Don't worry, she's cool.
"Okay! It's game time!"
— Luis Sera, before the cabin siege.
Ramon Salazar: I was starting to wonder when you might notice us...
Leon S. Kennedy: (confidently bored) Who're you?
Salazar: Me llamo Ramon Salazar, the eighth Castellan of this magnificent architecture. I have been honoured with the prodigious power, from the great Lord Saddler. I've been expecting you, my brethrens.
Leon: No thanks, bro!
Salazar: My, my, we've got a feisty one. If you care for your own well-being, I suggest you surrender yourself and simply... become our hostage. Oh, Mr. Scott, you can give us the girl, because you're not worth a penny I'm afraid. You can die.
Leon S. Kennedy: (confidently bored) Who're you?
Salazar: Me llamo Ramon Salazar, the eighth Castellan of this magnificent architecture. I have been honoured with the prodigious power, from the great Lord Saddler. I've been expecting you, my brethrens.
Leon: No thanks, bro!
Salazar: My, my, we've got a feisty one. If you care for your own well-being, I suggest you surrender yourself and simply... become our hostage. Oh, Mr. Scott, you can give us the girl, because you're not worth a penny I'm afraid. You can die.
Ramon Salazar: What a pleasant surprise. But I'm afraid it's Ashley we need, not you, Mr. Kennedy...
Leon S. Kennedy: If you don't need me, then get off my back, old man!
Salazar: (mock gasp of indignation) Did you say "old man", Mr. Kennedy? It might come as a surprise, but I'm only twenty years old!
Leon: So you're just like all the others? A puppet of the parasites?!
Salazar: Surely you don't think I'm the same as those diminutive Ganados? The parasites, 'Las Plagas' are slaves to my will. I have — absolute control.
Leon: Well I really don't give a damn. Rain or shine, you're going down!
Leon S. Kennedy: If you don't need me, then get off my back, old man!
Salazar: (mock gasp of indignation) Did you say "old man", Mr. Kennedy? It might come as a surprise, but I'm only twenty years old!
Leon: So you're just like all the others? A puppet of the parasites?!
Salazar: Surely you don't think I'm the same as those diminutive Ganados? The parasites, 'Las Plagas' are slaves to my will. I have — absolute control.
Leon: Well I really don't give a damn. Rain or shine, you're going down!
Ada Wong: (pushes the barrel of her sidearm right up against Leon's back) Put your hands where I can see them.
Leon S. Kennedy: Sorry, but following a lady's lead just isn't my style.
Leon S. Kennedy: Sorry, but following a lady's lead just isn't my style.
LUIS! LUUUUUUIIIIIS!!!
— Leon, after Luis Sera dies
Ramon Salazar: So maybe you have nine lives. But it doesn't matter now, Mr. Kennedy! I've sent my right hand to dispose of you.
Leon S. Kennedy: Your right hand comes off?
Salazar: Say whatever you please. DIE!! YOU WORM!!!!
Leon S. Kennedy: Your right hand comes off?
Salazar: Say whatever you please. DIE!! YOU WORM!!!!
"You don't seriously think a conservative mind can chart a new course for the world, do you?"
— Jack Krauser
"Ah... The audacity of youth."
— Osmund Saddler
(A bell rings, which causes all the Ganados to stop attacking Leon and head towards the church)
Leon: (Standing alone in the middle of the village square, he shrugs) "Tch. Where's everyone going? Bingo?"
(The camera zooms out above Leon, revealing the game's title card)
Leon: (Standing alone in the middle of the village square, he shrugs) "Tch. Where's everyone going? Bingo?"
(The camera zooms out above Leon, revealing the game's title card)
"1998. (sighs) I'll never forget it. It was the year when these grisly murders occurred in the Arklay Mountains. Soon after, the news was out to the whole world revealing that it was the fault of a secret viral experiment conducted by the international pharmaceutical enterprise, Umbrella. The virus broke out in a nearby mountain community, Raccoon City. And hit the peaceful little town with a devastating blow crippling its very foundation.
Not taking any chances, the President of the United States ordered a contingency plan - to sterilize Raccoon City. With the whole affair gone public, the United States government issued an indefinite suspension of business decree to Umbrella. Soon its stock prices crashed and for all intents and purposes Umbrella was finished. Six years had passed since that horrendous incident..."
Not taking any chances, the President of the United States ordered a contingency plan - to sterilize Raccoon City. With the whole affair gone public, the United States government issued an indefinite suspension of business decree to Umbrella. Soon its stock prices crashed and for all intents and purposes Umbrella was finished. Six years had passed since that horrendous incident..."
— The intro cinematic, as narrated by Leon.
