Steve Ending
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Fortunately for us, Steve has an assassin gunning for him...We'll take advantage of this situation.
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Kill Steve by serving him up to the assassin.
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Mishima Zaibatsu Data Room
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"Steve Fox was conceived--"
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"through in vitro fertilization."
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You're...
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Freeze!
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Steve Ending
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It's all ours!
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Three-way split, just like we promised!
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The experience alone was reward enough.
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You two can split it amongst yourselves.
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See you around.
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Man!
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Thanks, Steve!
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He's a great guy!
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Paul and Marshall: Cheers!
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It's all ours!
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Steve Ending
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What did the Mishima Zaibatsu do to me?
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Stop it!
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Scientist 1: Come here, NT01. It's time for your injection.
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Scientist 2: Your turn, NT01. Sit.
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Scientist 3: What are you waiting for, NT01?
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My name's not NT01!
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It's Steve!
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Emma: Steve. Don't cry, honey.
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Doctor Kleisen...
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Scientist 1: Emma, keep those emotions in check!
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Scientist 2: If you get too close, both you and the boy will suffer the consequences.
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Emma: Don't worry, Steve.
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Emma: You can call me Emma.
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Emma: Steve, I'm sorry.
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Emma: I never meant for you to get involved in this.
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Wait! Don't leave me!
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Emma: I'm sorry, Steve.
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Scientist 3: Recommencing test. NT01!
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Don't leave me alone!
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Emma...
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After Rival Battle (Steve Fox/Hwoarang)
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...Whew, we won that one by the skin of our teeth.
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Man, that was a pain in the ass! ...And it's all YOUR fault, man!
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Right, right, that was my fault.
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You better not use my sensei's name ever again! And stop treating me like a kid!
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After Stage 1 (Steve Fox/Hwoarang)
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Ahh, too easy. Way too easy! Anyone else care to step up?
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Hey, quit fooling around and let's get going.
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Huh? Who's fooling around? I'm taking this ass-whooping seriously!
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Get serious, Hwoarang. You're asking for a proper beating if you keep this up.
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After Stage 2 (Steve Fox/Hwoarang)
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Whew, I guess it's over, huh?
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Damn, man, fighting these losers isn't doing anything for me.
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What did I say about taking your opponents lightly, huh?
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Shut it, man. Who died and made you grand master!?
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After Stage 3 (Steve Fox/Hwoarang)
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Right, now you're getting the hang of this teamwork business, mate.
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Hey, you think we'd have to tell anyone if we made some side bets on the fights?
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...If you want to do something as daft as that, do it when I'm not here, okay?
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You know, you're a real downer, man.
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After Stage 4 (Steve Fox/Hwoarang)
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Heh, the competition is getting a bit better now.
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Yeah, they've certainly been getting tougher. Remember, Hwoarang...
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Yeah, yeah, I know. Take it seriously, right?
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Heh, you're learning.
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After Stage 5 (Steve Fox/Hwoarang)
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So everyone is after this box, huh? Can't people find a normal hobby?
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What, you're not interested in finding out what's inside that box?
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The only thing I care about is taking out Shadaloo.
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Heh, for once, we agree on something.
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Steve Fox/Hwoarang Ending
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Huh. How do you like that? Not even Shadaloo can stand against my power!
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Hey, now. Let's not forget that this was a two-person effort.
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Please, you would have been just as useful standing on the sidelines. Maybe wearing a cheerleader's outfit?
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Oh... Really?
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So, if some new opponent were to just appear, I trust you could handle it on your own?
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Just one fighter? Is that what you think of me?
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I could take a hundred of 'em without breaking a sweat!
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I think I'd like to see that...
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Prepare for battle. Prove your worth!
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Oh, hell...
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Oh, hell...
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Steve Fox/Hwoarang Prologue
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Ordered by his master, Baek, Hwoarang had entered in a mixed martial arts tournament for additional training.
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As his match with boxer Steve Fox was about to begin, they were attacked. What was to be a competitive bout between two skilled fighters has turned into a battlefield for the Mishima Zaibatsu and Shadaloo.
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What the hell were they thinking?
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Well, that's Shadaloo for you... You'd think they'd have better things to do than interrupt our fight.
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I guess we'll have to call this one a draw for now.
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Hwoarang, furious that he was not able to fulfill his master's wishes, and Steve, furious that someone would interfere in his match, decide to team up for the moment, and set off on a quest for revenge.
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I'm coming to kick your face in!
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Very colorful. Try and save that kind of thing till we actually find them.
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Please. That was just practice.
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Steve Fox/Hwoarang Rival Battle
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You can't do anything without me holding your hand! And why do we always have to go where you want to eat?
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Would it kill you to let ME pick for once?!
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What I wouldn't do for a little bit of chivalry!
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Stop it! Why do you have to be so mean?
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I really want to eat some hot dogs for lunch!
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Those things are completely DISGUSTING! I want CHINESE!
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Come on, let's not have a fight!
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Hwoarang, would you give me a hand?
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What?
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Dude, this is so none of our business. I'm not touching this!
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Suppose I'll have to call Baek, then.
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Man, that was cold.
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Hey! Why don't you back off, pal?
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Hello!?!?! Are you LISTENING? Earth to perv!
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Oh dear!
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I don't care HOW hot you are... You DON'T grab without PERMISSION!
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If Poison doesn't like you, then I don't like you.
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W-- Wait! Can we talk?!
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Awww, man! This SUCKS!
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Steve Ending
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My earliest memory is of a Mishima Zaibatsu laboratory...
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I don't even know who my parents are.
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The only one I remember is Dr. Kliesen. She was always nice to me.
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I infiltrated the Mishima Zaibatsu, and for several years syphoned out intel.
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Unfortunately, none of it really lead anywhere...
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But your name did come up, time and time again!
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So tell me, what's your connection to the lab? To me?
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Those labs were used by the Mishima Zaibatsu to create supersoldiers.
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Their goal was to physically and genetically engineer the ultimate soldier.
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Of course, it all ended in failure...
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But, judging by your left arm, you must be one of the survivors.
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At the time, the Mishima Zaibatsu had captured me and forced me into cryosleep.
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It's only recently that I discovered my genes were used in their experiments.
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Wait, so does that mean you are my mother...?
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Don't get the wrong idea. You'll never be my son. I couldn't care less about you.
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If anything, you're a thorn in my side...
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Get outta here! I'll take care of this!
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King x Steve Match Start
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That wall of muscle can't stop me!
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(Wrestlers' muscles are made of steel... impossible to penetrate!)
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Paul x Steve
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You want a ride on the bike, Steve?
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I'd like to stay in one piece, I'll pass.
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Steve Ending
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So this is his new gym.
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It's pretty nice.
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He is the organizer of the biggest boxing tournament in the world now after all.
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Man. Must be nice to be rich.
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Announcer: With the Mishima Zaibatsu's assets as this disposal, Steve hosts a boxing tournament on a scale the likes of which had never been seen.
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Announcer: First, he easily claimed the title of middleweight champion.
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Announcer: Followed by the super middleweight title...
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Announcer: Light heavyweight...
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Announcer: And then cruiserweight...
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Announcer: One after another, the championship belts fell into his hands.
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That belt means he's won four different weight divisions.
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He really pummeled him...
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He's finally ready for the heavyweight champion next.
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Yeah. I can't wait.
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Hey, Steve. We're here to bother you!
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Hey, is Steve here?
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Yo, you two, long time no see.
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Paul and Marshall: HUH?!
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It's me.
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I'm totally...
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...ready!
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Paul and Marshall: What?!
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