Dialogue
"In my restless dreams, I see that town... Silent Hill. You promised to take me there again, James. But you never did. Well, I'm alone there now. Waiting for you."
—Mary
"Is it dead? What the hell is it? It's not human..."
—James, after killing his first monster
"This town is full of monsters! How can you sit there and eat pizza?!"
—James, confronting Eddie
"Killing a person ain't no big deal. Just put the gun to their head...pow!"
—Eddie
"Eddie... Have you gone nuts?"
—James, making a very terrible decision
"James honey, did something happen? After we got separated in that long hallway? Are you confusing me with someone else? You always were so forgetful. Remember that time in the hotel? You said you took everything, but you forgot that videotape we made. I wonder if it's still there..."
—Maria
"You see it too? For me, it's always like this..."
—Angela
"No! I won't let you! YOU DESERVE TO DIE TOO, JAMES!"
— "Mary"
Interactions
"It looks like the lock is broken. I can't open it."
—Most of the doors in Silent Hill
There are arms and legs all over the sofa. Luckily, they came from a mannequin."
—When you examine the mannequin parts where you find the flashlight
"It's him."
—When you examine the "Misty Days, Remains of Judgment" painting
"Did that just move or was it my imagination?"
—When you examine a corpse on a gurney
"This corpse... Into this hole?"
—When you examine a corpse in the underground prison
"There's a mop and a bucket here. I don't really feel like cleaning anyway."
—When you examine the mop in Baldwin Mansion
Memos
The scars from the past shall remove the nail that stops Time.
Written on the side of the grandfather clock
Dead men, dead men, swinging in a tree
How many dead men do you see?
Watch them as they twist and sway
The first one killed the butcher man
Then cooked him in the frying pan
Served him to his hungry guests
The next one with his smile and sweets
Stole poor children off the streets
To men who dressed unsavory
Breaking into home at night
The thief he had a nasty fright
Filled his foolish head with ale
Woke in the morn in the county jail
The artist with his daunting skill
But caught in rain he was undone
When the ink he’d use did start to run
With promises of great return
Taking gold he did not earn
Bundled it up out of sight
Quietly slipped off into night
Three houses into ashes burned
The sheriff with no place to turn
Did spy a stranger in his town
Locked him up and beat him down
Dead men, dead men, swinging in a tree
How many dead men do you see?
Six feet long and six men wide
Round their necks the noose be tied.
—Dead Men riddle, normal difficulty
"Speak. I am the Crimson One. The lies and the mists are not they but I. You all know that I am One. Yes, and the One is I. Believers hearken to me! Twenty score men and seven thousand beasts. Heed my words and speaketh them to all, that they shall ever be obeyed even under the light of the proud and merciless sun. I shall bring down bitter vengeance upon thee and thou shalt suffer my eternal wrath. The beauty of the withering flower and the last struggles of the dying man, they are my blessings. Thou shalt ever call upon me and all that is me in the place that is silent. Oh, proud fragrance of life which flies towards the heart. Oh, cup which brims with the whitest of wine, it is in thee that all begins."
—Crimson Ceremony
