A Gentleman: Red is dead. Booker: What?…the hell did…? A Lady: I see…Blue. A Gentleman: And I see Green. A Lady: It's all a matter of perspective. Booker: Why are you following us? Who sent you, Harbinger? What do you want from-- A Gentleman: What do you see here, from this angle? A Lady: Dead. Booker: Listen- A Lady: And that angle? A Gentleman: Mind Control. Elizabeth: Booker… The Star kid. Booker: The Star Kid is gone! A Gentleman: It was never here. Booker: It's another Ending. Elizabeth: A different Color. A Gentleman: The same ending. A Lady: A different perspective.
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