Disco Elysium Quotes
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Women like women too, officer. Try not to fixate on this. Let's move on.
October 31, 2025 at 4:08 PM
Women like women too, officer. Try not to fixate on this. Let's move on.
No, I need to go back to a time when *love* was still possible.
October 31, 2025 at 2:07 PM
No, I need to go back to a time when *love* was still possible.
INSULINDIAN PHASMID - Few of us can begin to imagine the horror of you -- with all of creation reflected in your forebrain. It must be like the highest of hells, a kaleidoscope of fire and writhing glass. Eternal damnation.
October 31, 2025 at 12:07 PM
INSULINDIAN PHASMID - Few of us can begin to imagine the horror of you -- with all of creation reflected in your forebrain. It must be like the highest of hells, a kaleidoscope of fire and writhing glass. Eternal damnation.
INLAND EMPIRE - His corpse is marked by stars.
YOU - What will mine be marked by?
INLAND EMPIRE - Alcohol and heartbreak.
PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT - Your fist clenches suddenly.
YOU - It will be riddled with disco.
YOU - What will mine be marked by?
INLAND EMPIRE - Alcohol and heartbreak.
PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT - Your fist clenches suddenly.
YOU - It will be riddled with disco.
October 28, 2025 at 11:14 PM
INLAND EMPIRE - His corpse is marked by stars.
YOU - What will mine be marked by?
INLAND EMPIRE - Alcohol and heartbreak.
PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT - Your fist clenches suddenly.
YOU - It will be riddled with disco.
YOU - What will mine be marked by?
INLAND EMPIRE - Alcohol and heartbreak.
PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT - Your fist clenches suddenly.
YOU - It will be riddled with disco.
KIM KITSURAGI - “You need to get your shit together.”
YOU - “But I don't wanna get my shit together!”
KIM KITSURAGI - “Then the world will turn away from you, and leave you behind.”
YOU - “But I don't wanna get my shit together!”
KIM KITSURAGI - “Then the world will turn away from you, and leave you behind.”
October 28, 2025 at 9:13 PM
KIM KITSURAGI - “You need to get your shit together.”
YOU - “But I don't wanna get my shit together!”
KIM KITSURAGI - “Then the world will turn away from you, and leave you behind.”
YOU - “But I don't wanna get my shit together!”
KIM KITSURAGI - “Then the world will turn away from you, and leave you behind.”
YOU - “I need to go to the children, Kim. Girl Child Communism. Boy Child Freedom.”
KIM KITSURAGI - “You mean we should do that *right now*, don't you?” the lieutenant asks, his usually even tone wavering slightly. “Can that be done *after* the murder investigation?”
KIM KITSURAGI - “You mean we should do that *right now*, don't you?” the lieutenant asks, his usually even tone wavering slightly. “Can that be done *after* the murder investigation?”
October 28, 2025 at 7:12 PM
YOU - “I need to go to the children, Kim. Girl Child Communism. Boy Child Freedom.”
KIM KITSURAGI - “You mean we should do that *right now*, don't you?” the lieutenant asks, his usually even tone wavering slightly. “Can that be done *after* the murder investigation?”
KIM KITSURAGI - “You mean we should do that *right now*, don't you?” the lieutenant asks, his usually even tone wavering slightly. “Can that be done *after* the murder investigation?”
MEASUREHEAD - LOOK AROUND YOU. LOOK AT THE ADVANCEMENTS IN THE SEXUAL SCIENCES -- ALL THE NOVEL TECHNIQUES, ACCESSORIES, PRESERVATIVES, MASSAGE OILS, LUBRICATION SALVES, ABORTION CLINICS..
ELECTROCHEMISTRY - Sounds *fun* -- it's high time you incorporated some of these things into your daily life
ELECTROCHEMISTRY - Sounds *fun* -- it's high time you incorporated some of these things into your daily life
October 28, 2025 at 5:12 PM
MEASUREHEAD - LOOK AROUND YOU. LOOK AT THE ADVANCEMENTS IN THE SEXUAL SCIENCES -- ALL THE NOVEL TECHNIQUES, ACCESSORIES, PRESERVATIVES, MASSAGE OILS, LUBRICATION SALVES, ABORTION CLINICS..
ELECTROCHEMISTRY - Sounds *fun* -- it's high time you incorporated some of these things into your daily life
ELECTROCHEMISTRY - Sounds *fun* -- it's high time you incorporated some of these things into your daily life
SHIVERS - There should be something here -- a memory, a feeling, even if it's just a glimpse -- but the depths of your psyche remain silent. You don't have a single memory of your mother.
October 28, 2025 at 3:11 PM
SHIVERS - There should be something here -- a memory, a feeling, even if it's just a glimpse -- but the depths of your psyche remain silent. You don't have a single memory of your mother.
LITTLE LILY - I don't say bad words. Lamby doesn't either.
HALF LIGHT - FUCK OFF.
HALF LIGHT - FUCK OFF.
October 28, 2025 at 1:10 PM
LITTLE LILY - I don't say bad words. Lamby doesn't either.
HALF LIGHT - FUCK OFF.
HALF LIGHT - FUCK OFF.
YOU - Kim, why did I call that woman a whore, just now?
October 28, 2025 at 11:09 AM
YOU - Kim, why did I call that woman a whore, just now?
YOU - I don't think anyone's being promiscuous with me. I wish they were, though.
October 28, 2025 at 9:08 AM
YOU - I don't think anyone's being promiscuous with me. I wish they were, though.
INLAND EMPIRE - Imagine it. An explosion. Of *stars*. Goodbye world of men, money and machines.
October 28, 2025 at 7:07 AM
INLAND EMPIRE - Imagine it. An explosion. Of *stars*. Goodbye world of men, money and machines.
When life closes a door, it opens a window. And if the fall is too steep, use the fire exit. Run to the roof -- you always have that airship on the dock. The most important thing is to keep moving. Keep dreaming.
October 28, 2025 at 5:06 AM
When life closes a door, it opens a window. And if the fall is too steep, use the fire exit. Run to the roof -- you always have that airship on the dock. The most important thing is to keep moving. Keep dreaming.
INLAND EMPIRE - It's all gone now. You never became a poet or an entroponaut.
October 28, 2025 at 3:05 AM
INLAND EMPIRE - It's all gone now. You never became a poet or an entroponaut.
SHIVERS - I NEED YOU. YOU CAN KEEP ME ON THIS EARTH. BE VIGILANT. I LOVE YOU.
October 28, 2025 at 1:04 AM
SHIVERS - I NEED YOU. YOU CAN KEEP ME ON THIS EARTH. BE VIGILANT. I LOVE YOU.
ESPRIT DE CORPS - “Torson?” “Yes.” “McLaine?” “Yes.” “Heidelstam?” “No.” “Vicquemare?” “Yes.” “Du Bois?” “Of course.”
ESPRIT DE CORPS - “Really?” Nix Gottlieb looks up from the list. “Harry's our man, he'll pull through -- and when he does he'll side with Revachol.”
ESPRIT DE CORPS - “Really?” Nix Gottlieb looks up from the list. “Harry's our man, he'll pull through -- and when he does he'll side with Revachol.”
October 27, 2025 at 11:03 PM
ESPRIT DE CORPS - “Torson?” “Yes.” “McLaine?” “Yes.” “Heidelstam?” “No.” “Vicquemare?” “Yes.” “Du Bois?” “Of course.”
ESPRIT DE CORPS - “Really?” Nix Gottlieb looks up from the list. “Harry's our man, he'll pull through -- and when he does he'll side with Revachol.”
ESPRIT DE CORPS - “Really?” Nix Gottlieb looks up from the list. “Harry's our man, he'll pull through -- and when he does he'll side with Revachol.”
How did you get so cool, Kim?
October 27, 2025 at 9:02 PM
How did you get so cool, Kim?
Every so often, you might hear a gunshot pierce the air somewhere in Jamrock. But in Martinaise? No gunshots, no sirens. The people are languishing in boredom and complacency. This place is a sepulcher. We'll paint it red. We bring the raucous -- you bring the sirens.
October 27, 2025 at 7:02 PM
Every so often, you might hear a gunshot pierce the air somewhere in Jamrock. But in Martinaise? No gunshots, no sirens. The people are languishing in boredom and complacency. This place is a sepulcher. We'll paint it red. We bring the raucous -- you bring the sirens.
You're sitting on a kicksled, whizzing through the snow. A warm, kind presence is guiding the sled behind you, her mittened hand resting on your back. You feel very, very loved -- and very, very safe.
October 27, 2025 at 5:02 PM
You're sitting on a kicksled, whizzing through the snow. A warm, kind presence is guiding the sled behind you, her mittened hand resting on your back. You feel very, very loved -- and very, very safe.
Harry, I wanted to write you a letter, so you can read it when you wake up. Maybe it will make you happy. Every morning when I step out and you're asleep behind me, I find a little piece of sadness in me. I carry it in my chest down Voyager Road...
October 27, 2025 at 3:01 PM
Harry, I wanted to write you a letter, so you can read it when you wake up. Maybe it will make you happy. Every morning when I step out and you're asleep behind me, I find a little piece of sadness in me. I carry it in my chest down Voyager Road...
THE HANGED MAN - Love did me in, brother Coppo. It was love all along...
October 24, 2025 at 4:26 PM
THE HANGED MAN - Love did me in, brother Coppo. It was love all along...
Brother, you already *were* a ghost. Up there, screaming — along with all of them. Scaring each other. Haunting each other. It's the living who are ghosts. The dead are silent. They don't rattle windows or write letters in blood. The living do. Leave them behind. Rest.
October 24, 2025 at 2:26 PM
Brother, you already *were* a ghost. Up there, screaming — along with all of them. Scaring each other. Haunting each other. It's the living who are ghosts. The dead are silent. They don't rattle windows or write letters in blood. The living do. Leave them behind. Rest.
PAYPHONE - Calling...
PAYPHONE - Calling in the night....
EMPATHY - The saddest sound in the world.
PAYPHONE - Calling in the night....
EMPATHY - The saddest sound in the world.
October 24, 2025 at 12:25 PM
PAYPHONE - Calling...
PAYPHONE - Calling in the night....
EMPATHY - The saddest sound in the world.
PAYPHONE - Calling in the night....
EMPATHY - The saddest sound in the world.
STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - Julia Dobreva came from Graad. Jean Abadanaiz was born in Revachol. She was brilliant, charismatic, a revolutionary comet. He was her partner and stabiliser, the planet who kept her in orbit.
October 24, 2025 at 10:24 AM
STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - Julia Dobreva came from Graad. Jean Abadanaiz was born in Revachol. She was brilliant, charismatic, a revolutionary comet. He was her partner and stabiliser, the planet who kept her in orbit.
SHIVERS - In a little alley next to Boogie street, a man in stained overalls steps out of a workshop for a cigarette. His hands are bruised and soaked with motor oil and dirt. He breathes smoke out of his nostrils and closes his eyes. The next five minutes are his and his alone.
October 24, 2025 at 8:23 AM
SHIVERS - In a little alley next to Boogie street, a man in stained overalls steps out of a workshop for a cigarette. His hands are bruised and soaked with motor oil and dirt. He breathes smoke out of his nostrils and closes his eyes. The next five minutes are his and his alone.