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2013 HD Remix • Ultra Deluxe • Ultra Deluxe (Bucket) • Demonstration • 2011 Mod | |
Unofficial Games |
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Other |
Other • Trivia |
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Introduction[]
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The Narrator
This is the story of a man named Stanley. |
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The Narrator
Stanley worked for a company in a big building where he was Employee Number 427. |
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The Narrator
Employee Number 427's job was simple. He sat at his desk in Room 427, and he pushed buttons on a keyboard. |
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The Narrator
Orders came to him through a monitor on his desk telling him what buttons to push, how long to push them, and in what order. |
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The Narrator
This is what Employee 427 did every day of every month of every year. And although others might have considered it soul-rending |
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The Narrator
Stanley relished every moment that the orders came in, as though he had been made exactly for this job. |
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The Narrator
And Stanley was happy. |
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The Narrator
And then one day, something very peculiar happened. |
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The Narrator
Something that would forever change Stanley. |
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The Narrator
Something he would never quite forget. |
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The Narrator
He had been at his desk for nearly an hour when he realized that not one single order had arrived on the monitor for him to follow. |
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The Narrator
No one had showed up to give him instructions, call a meeting, or even say hi. Never in all his years at the company had this happened; this complete isolation. |
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The Narrator
Something was very clearly wrong. Shocked, frozen solid, Stanley found himself unable to move for the longest time. |
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The Narrator
But as he came to his wits and regained his senses he got up from his desk, and stepped out of his office. |
Coward Ending[]
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The Narrator
But Stanley simply couldn't handle the pressure. |
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The Narrator
What if he had to make a decision? What if a crucial outcome fell under his responsibility? He had never been trained for that! No, this couldn't go any way except badly. |
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The Narrator
The thing to do now,” Stanley thought to himself, “is to wait.” “Nothing will hurt me. Nothing will break me. ... “... In here, I can be happy, forever. “... I will be happy.” |
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The Narrator
Stanley waited. Hours passed. Then days. Had years gone by? He no longer had the ability to tell. |
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The Narrator
But the one thing he knew for sure, beyond any doubt was that if he waited long enough, the answers would come. Eventually, some day, they would arrive. |
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The Narrator
Soon, very soon now, this will end. He will be spoken to. He will be told what to do. Now it's just a little bit closer. Now it's even closer. Here it comes. |
Pre-Two Door room Dialogue[]
Stepping out of Stanley's office[]
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The Narrator
All of his co-workers were gone. What could it mean? |
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The Narrator
Stanley decided to go to the meeting room; perhaps he had simply missed a memo. |
Rare Alternates[]
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The Narrator
• All of his co-workers were gone, wha- [coughing]. Uh, excuse me. |
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The Narrator
• How wonderful! Stanley was alone! Finally! “This is great!” he thought to himself. “This is what I've wanted all along! I got what I wanted.” |
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The Narrator
• Stanley decided to go to the meeting room to check on his co-workers. He never functioned well by himself, and constantly needed support and guidance from others. So the thought of total solitude was terrifying to him. |
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The Narrator
• All of his co-workers were... wait, no, this isn't the right office, is it? Is this Stanley's office? |
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The Narrator
• “How long was I sitting there?” Stanley wondered to himself. “Minutes? Days? Centuries? Did something crucial happen while my senses were turned?” He made a note to be more careful with time from now on. |
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The Narrator
• A soft wind blew outside, and perhaps rain started. And, if it did, it stopped shortly after. Stanley hoped he would one day see weather. |
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The Narrator
• Stanley this, Stanley that... Stanley this, Stanley that... Stanley this, Stanley that... Stanley this, Stanley that... |
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The Narrator
• Someone was following Stanley, he was sure of it. If he checked over his shoulder now he would surely catch them. It was only a matter of time. |
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The Narrator
• Even now, Stanley's office was a distant memory. What had it looked like? There was a computer perhaps, and a painting? Was it a painting or a photo? He could no longer recall. |
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The Narrator
• The meeting room, yes. That's where everyone would be. Stanley just needed to get to the meeting room, and from then on he would never be alone ever again. |
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The Narrator
• “Just a step through this door,” Stanley thought to himself. “That's all I need. If I can make it through this door I can make it through them all.” |
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The Narrator
• Already this was uncomfortable. And Stanley decided that as soon as he found a new space he felt safe in that he would never leave it again in his life. |
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The Narrator
• Stanley had never seen the office this brightly lit. Was it a sign of something? He hoped it was, he hoped very much that it was. |
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The Narrator
• “Wait,” Stanley thought to himself. “Am I sure that the orders stopped coming in? “How is that possible, they've never stopped. Surely I was mistaken.” |
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The Narrator
• No, no, the orders were still missing. For now. |
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The Narrator
• “I can't wait to tell this story to my co-workers,” Stanley thought. “How amusing they'll find it! Oh, won't we all just laugh and laugh at the time I thought everyone had gone missing!” |
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The Narrator
• Stanley knew the office layout like the back of his hand. It was only a matter of time before he found the others, wherever they were. Only a matter of time. |
Idle[]
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The Narrator
Stanley just stood there doing nothing at all. He seems to think I have nothing better to do with my time than to sit around and describe every fascinating little detail of his inability to do anything. |
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The Narrator
This is why Stanley and I are on such good terms. |
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The Narrator
Stanley stood for a long time in one spot. It's part of a game. He likes to see how long he can go without dying. |
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The Narrator
So far, he's doing excellent. And if he just stays right where he is, I'm sure he'll keep up that good momentum. Let's observe the genius at work. |
Rummaging Around[]
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The Narrator
No matter how hard Stanley looked, he couldn't find a trace of his co-workers. |
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The Narrator
Stanley went around touching every little thing in the office. But it didn't make a single difference, nor did it advance the story in any way. |
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The Narrator
Stanley clicked on literally every single door in the office because he doesn't pick up well on cues from his environment. |
Door 430 Achievement[]
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The Narrator
Oh please. Are you really just doing this for the achievement? Click a door 5 times, is that all that you think an achievement is worth? No, no, no, no, no. I can't just give these merits away for such little effort. A measly five clicks. Trivia: On the Steam version of The Stanley Parable: Ultra Deluxe the numer five is spelled out "5" instead of "five". For the console variation, please visit Ultra Deluxe Dialogue. |
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The Narrator
Now suppose you were to click the door twenty times. I would say that's the kind of effort that warrants recognition! |
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The Narrator
Hm. I have to say, I'm still not feeling the satisfaction of witnessing true effort for a noble cause. Perhaps fifty clicks will do it. Yes, almost certainly fifty clicks. |
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The Narrator
No, no, I'm - I'm still not feeling it. I - I want this achievement to have meant something. It has to be a true reward for valiant effort! I want to see some hustle, Stanley! I want to see commitment! A willingness to go all the way no matter what the cost! |
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The Narrator
Why don't you go put twenty clicks into door number 417? |
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The Narrator
Oh great, now go click a few times on door 437. |
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The Narrator
Excellent, I think we're getting somewhere. Now door 415, let's give it ten clicks or so. |
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The Narrator
Now back to door number 437. |
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The Narrator
Let's see, how about you click on... well I don't know, the copy machine? |
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The Narrator
Alright back to room 417! I'm really feeling it now, I think we're getting somewhere! |
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The Narrator
Okay now go climb on Employee 419's desk. |
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The Narrator
Yes! This is great! You're putting it all on the line, Stanley; I like that! Alright let's keep it up. Go give me a few clicks on door 416! |
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The Narrator
WE'VE ALMOST GOT IT! NOW THE COPY MACHINE - DO THAT ONE AGAIN! |
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The Narrator
FINISH IT OFF, STANLEY! 5 CLICKS ON DOOR 430! |
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The Narrator
YEEEEES!!! WE DID IT! Oh wow, that felt amazing. You really earned it, Stanley. Nothing could hold you back. I'm very proud of how far we've come today. |
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The Narrator
Just think, only a few minutes ago you believed an achievement was worth five little clicks. Really now, what were you thinking? |
Studying room 417[]
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The Narrator
Oh, and, uh... I guess this is where Stanley felt he needed to be right now, in this little hallway. Here, with no distractions, to study room 417. |
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The Narrator
Not to actually enter it. No, no, no, no, that would be far too forward.
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The Narrator
He would know room 417 as no man or woman had ever known an office before. That ladder over there! Oh! And that little picture of a horizon or something! |
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The Narrator
It's all just a never ending parade of joy for Stanley. |
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Leaving the hallway[] |
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The Narrator
Ah, no, apparently not. |
Out of Map Ending[]
Out of the map/Out of the window[]
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The Narrator
At first, Stanley assumed he'd broken the map until he heard this narration and realized it was a part of the game's design all along. He then praised the game for its insightful and witty commentary into the nature of video game structure and its examination of structural narrative tropes. |
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The Narrator
So now that you're here, what do you think? Isn't this a fun and unique place to be? Why don't we take a minute just to drink it all in! Okay, I'm over it now. What do you think? Are you sick of this gag yet? |
Pressing Yes on the Yes/No screen[]
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The Narrator
Well I don't know how to say this politely but you could literally just hit escape and restart the game any old time you want. Like right now! You could have done it just then! |
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The Narrator
Now would also be an appropriate time to quit! Any of these points, and so many many more, all of them are appropriate! I'm enjoying what seems to be an internal conflict going on where you are literally unable to act on your own desires to restart the game. |
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The Narrator
So just to push the envelope I'm going to try to make this as miserable as possible, and we'll see how long you can maintain. |
There Once was a Man Named Stanley[]
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♫ Guitar strums ♫ There once was a man named Stanley, ♫ Who people considered so manly. ♫ But the truth must be told, ♫ He was not very bold, ♫ And was quite particularly gangly. ♫ What Stanley liked most was buttons. ♫ He pushed them like some kind of glutton. ♫ He did it all day ♫ In a meaningful way, ♫ But his brain had long ceased to function. ♫ Which is why he is in this parable, ♫ And lives an existence quite terrible. ♫ And if you are not strong, ♫ And keep playing along, ♫ You too will become quite unbearable(x2). (Yeah!) ♫ One final guitar strum before silence |
Pressing No on the Yes/No screen:[]
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The Narrator
Ah, then in that case, we'll continue! But now here comes the real question. What do you think would have happened if you had told me that you wanted this to stop? Do you think it would have been particularly different? |
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The Narrator
Would I have taken the same idea but rephrased it superficially to fit that answer? Perhaps you never would even have thought of it if I hadn't brought up the issue in the first place! |
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The Narrator
Oh, now think about it; will it be worth it for you to restart, and then come back here just to do the other option? Clearly this whole gag takes some time. What if the other option is even longer? How long will you spend in total just to have heard all the narration? |
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The Narrator
Oh - and this is rich - perhaps you've just played the other option and now you've come to see what happens in this one! So what do you think, which choice was the better one? |
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The Narrator
Imagine if you had selected 'continue' on your first playthrough how tantalizing it would be, not knowing what happens when you pick the other option. Indeed, you are one of the lucky ones. |
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The Narrator
Though if the other option is really miserable to listen to, then perhaps you're not. In fact, I'm just going to say that no one who's listening to this is lucky. |
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The Narrator
Well now. I've built up the other option so much that I'm going to stop talking and leave you to your decision whether to come back here continue with the game, or just sit in this spot forever. And ever. Cheers. |
Serious Ending[]
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Trivia: The voice files for the Serious Ending exist in The Stanley Parable: Ultra Deluxe, But the respective captions do not. | No gizmo to be found, old sport. |
The Narrator
Stanley, this is me being serious. In fact, this is my serious room. It's where I come to be serious. |
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The Narrator
That table is the most serious table I could find. I looked at many, many tables. Hundreds of tables! It's possible I looked at over a thousand tables, |
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The Narrator
I honestly don't know. The specific number isn't as important as the understanding that of all the tables that I looked at, this one is the most serious. |
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The Narrator
I relate this story to impress upon you, the extent to which this is the most serious room I have, which is why I brought you here. |
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The Narrator
You just tried to activate server cheats, which, of course, runs the risk of breaking the entire game. You've got no respect for the strict order of scripted narrative events and I just can't have that. |
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The Narrator
It's time to get serious, Stanley. No jokes, no games. Outside of this room, I might be more tolerant of those things, but now we're in the room. |
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The Narrator
Which is why I'm subjecting you to the most serious punishment I can think of: one hundred million-billion-trillion years, standing here in the serious room. |
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The Narrator
Perhaps after that, we can talk about the severity of your actions, and whether you've learned anything. But, until then, serious room, GO. |
If the player tries to activate sv_cheats again[]
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The Narrator
Woah! Did we not have the talk? Are we not in the serious room this very moment? |
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The Narrator
Did I not tell you how many tables I looked through? I'm going to be conservative and say it was somewhere in the tens of thousands of tables, any reasonable person would say I spent an ABSURD amount of time doing nothing but looking at tables! |
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The Narrator
And I genuinely considered each one too. I took a hell of a lot of notes. I kept the notes in a different room.. that room is less serious than this one. |
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The Narrator
It's more of a, um.. a notes room. |
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The Narrator
Again, the point of this story is to convey how serious I feel this cheating issue is. And I'm sure you'll agree with me when you've fulfilled your new punishment: |
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The Narrator
Infinity years in the serious room! |
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The Narrator
I generally have trouble reading human emotions, but I'm going to go out on a limb here, and say that you're devastated by this crippling new punishment. As well you should be. It's the most serious I could think of. |
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The Narrator
Can you get more serious than that? No. You can't. Don't try. |
If the player tries to activate it once again[]
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The Narrator
Hmm, still no effect. The problem is clearly the serious room; it isn't serious enough. That's on me, Stanley. I apologize. |
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The Narrator
I'm going to the store to look through more tables. Hopefully I find one that conveys how wrong what you're doing is. Now, where did I put those notes? [papers rustling] |
In the two doors room:[]
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The Narrator
When Stanley came to a set of two open doors, he entered the door on his left. |
Left Door Dialogue[]
Meeting Room dialogue[]
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The Narrator
Yet there was not a single person here either. |
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The Narrator
Feeling a wave of disbelief Stanley decided to go up to his boss's office hoping he might find an answer there. |
Broom Closet Ending[]
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The Narrator
Stanley stepped into the broom closet, but there was nothing here. So he turned around and got back on track. |
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The Narrator
There was nothing here. No choice to make, no path to follow, just an empty broom closet. No reason to still be here. |
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The Narrator
It was baffling that Stanley was still just sitting in the broom closet. He wasn't even doing anything. At least if there were something to interact with he'd be justified in some way. |
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The Narrator
As it is, he's literally just standing there, doing sweet F.A. |
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The Narrator
Are you... are you really still in the broom closet? Standing around doing nothing? Why? |
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The Narrator
Please offer me some explanation here; I'm genuinely confused. |
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The Narrator
You do realize there's no choice or anything in here, right? If I had said: “Stanley walked past the broom closet,” at least you would have had a reason for exploring it to find out. |
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The Narrator
But it didn't even occur to me because literally this closet is of absolutely no significance to the story whatsoever. I never would have thought to mention it. |
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The Narrator
Maybe to you this is somehow its own branching path. Maybe when you go talk about this with your friends, you'll say |
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The Narrator
“OH, DID U GET THE BROOM CLOSET ENDING? THEB ROOM CLOSET ENDING WAS MY FAVRITE!1 XD” I hope your friends find this concerning. |
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The Narrator
Stanley was fat, and ugly, and really, really stupid. He probably only got the job because of a family connection; that's how stupid he is. |
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The Narrator
That, or with drug money. Also, Stanley is addicted to drugs and hookers. |
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The Narrator
Well, I've come to a very definite conclusion about what's going on right now. You're dead. |
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The Narrator
You got to this broom closet, explored it a bit, and were just about to leave because there's nothing here when a physical malady of some sort shut down your central nervous system and you collapsed on the keyboard. |
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The Narrator
Well, in a situation like this, the responsible thing is to alert someone nearby so as to ensure that your body is taken care of before it begins to decompose. |
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The Narrator
Hello? Anyone who happens to be nearby! The person at this computer is dead! |
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The Stanley Parable
HE OR SHE HAS FALLEN PREY TO ANY NUMBER OF YOUR COUNTLESS HUMAN PHYSIOLOGICAL VULNERABILITIES. IT'S INDICATIVE OF THE LONG-TERM SUSTAINABILITY OF YOUR SPECIES. The Stanley Parable: Ultra DeluxeThe NarratorThey have fallen prey to any number of your countless human physiological vulnerabilities. It's indicative of the long-term sustainability of your species! Trivia In The Stanley Parable: HD Remix, The Narrator says "He or She." However, in The Stanley Parable: Ultra Deluxe, The Narrator says "They". This is likely because "they" is a gender-neutral term. |
Broomcloset_7_04 (TSP) voice_Broomcloset_7_04 (TSPUD) |
The Narrator
Please remove their corpse from the area and instruct another human to take their place |
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The Narrator
making sure they understand basic first-person video game mechanics and filling them in on the history of narrative tropes in video gaming |
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The Narrator
so that the irony and insightful commentary of this game is not lost on them. |
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The Narrator
Alright, when you've done that, just step out into the hallway. |
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Stepping out into the hallway[] |
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The Narrator
Ah, second player! It's good to have you on board. I guarantee you can't do any worse than the person who came before you. |
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Stepping back into the Broom Closet[] |
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The Narrator
You too? Unbelievable. I'm at the mercy of an entire species of invalids. |
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The Narrator
Perhaps there's a monkey nearby you can hand the controls to? A fish? Fungus? Look, you can hammer out the details; I'm not particularly picky. |
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The Narrator
I'll just be waiting for when you're ready to pick up the story again. |
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Entering the Broom Closet again after a restart[] |
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The Narrator
Oh, no. Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, not again. |
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The Narrator
I won't be a part of this. I'm not going to encourage you. I'm not going to say anything at all. I'm just going to be patient and wait for you to finish whatever it is you enjoy doing so much in this room. |
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The Narrator
Please, take your time. |
Getting to the staircase:[]
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The Narrator
Coming to a staircase, Stanley walked upstairs to his boss's office. |
Upstairs Dialogue[]
Boss's Office Dialogue[]
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Standard Dialogue[] |
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The Narrator
Stepping into his manager's office Stanley was once again stunned to discover not an indication of any human life. |
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The Narrator
Shocked, unraveled, Stanley wondered in disbelief who orchestrated this. What dark secret was being held from him? |
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The Narrator
What he could not have known was that the keypad behind the boss's desk guarded the terrible truth that his boss had been keeping from him. |
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The Narrator
And so the boss had assigned it an extra secret pin number 2 - 8 - 4 - 5 |
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The Narrator
But, of course, Stanley couldn't possibly have known this. |
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Long Alternative 1[] |
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The Narrator
Stepping into his manager's office Stanley was once again stunned to discover not an indication of any human life. What could it mean, he wondered. |
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The Narrator
Desperate for answers, he began turning the room over, looking for clues that might unravel the situation until at last he discovered a keypad behind the boss's desk. |
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The Narrator
But alas, no code. For this keypad guarded the terrible secret that lay buried below his feet. |
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The Narrator
And so the boss had assigned it an extra secret pin number 2 - 8 - 4 - 5 |
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The Narrator
But of course, Stanley couldn't possibly have known this. |
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Long Alternative 2[] |
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The Narrator
Stepping into his manager's office Stanley was once again stunned to discover not an indication of any human life. |
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The Narrator
“What could it mean?” Stanley wondered aloud to nobody. |
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The Narrator
He began wildly tearing through papers on the boss's desk pulling books off the shelf, looking behind paintings desperate for clues to his situation. |
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The Narrator
But his attention was caught by a keypad behind the boss's desk. What could its purpose be? |
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The Narrator
In fact, this keypad guarded the terrible secret that lay buried below his feet and so the boss had assigned it an extra secret pin number 2 - 8 - 4 - 5 |
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The Narrator
But of course, Stanley couldn't possibly have known this. |
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Long Alternative 3[] |
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The Narrator
The moment he entered his manager's office, Stanley froze in his tracks. |
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The Narrator
Not a living soul anywhere. Could he really be all alone? This was too much for Stanley to take; too much for any man to take! |
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The Narrator
He fell to his knees, bursting into half-moans, half-sobs The guttural retching of life from a man denied any hope, any reason to keep going. |
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The Narrator
Here on the floor, he lay prone, paralyzed by fear for nearly a full hour. But when at last he began to move about and survey the situation he found a keypad behind the boss's desk. |
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The Narrator
What could it mean? Was it a sign of hope for Stanley's future? |
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The Narrator
Alas, it was not. For although this keypad guarded the terrible secret of Stanley's past |
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The Narrator
it had been assigned a four-digit code so devious and so random that no man could ever hope to guess it 2 - 8 - 4 - 5 |
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The Narrator
Statistically nearly impossible to guess blindly... ever. |
Entering incorrect codes[]
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The Narrator
Stanley just sat around twiddling his thumbs. |
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The Narrator
Trying to input anything on the device was useless since he could never possibly know that the combination was: 2 - 8 - 4 - 5. |
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The Narrator
2 - 8 - 4 - 5 |
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The Narrator
For god - but it turns out that the panel's emergency override kicked in and the door just opened all by itself |
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The Narrator
and Stanley got the hell along with the story - well whoop-de-doo! |
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Alternative[] |
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The Narrator
Stanley simply began entering random codes into the keypad knowing full well the sheer statistical unlikelihood that this would ever result in a correct combination. |
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The Narrator
If he knew that the combo was 2 - 8 - 4 - 5, it would be another story entirely. But no. No, this is what he's going to do instead. |
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Entering 1947 into the keypad[] |
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The Narrator
Yet incredibly, by simply pushing random buttons on the keypad Stanley happened to input the correct code by sheer luck. Amazing. He stepped into the newly opened passageway. |
Entering correct code[]
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The Narrator
Yet incredibly, by simply pushing random buttons on the keypad Stanley happened to input the correct code by sheer luck. Amazing. |
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The Narrator
He stepped into the newly opened passageway. |
Entering 2-8-4-5 before The Narrator mentions it[]
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The Narrator
Stanley was in such a rush to get through the story as quickly as possible he didn't even have a single minute to just let the narrator talk. |
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The Narrator
That kind of anxiety isn't healthy so he relaxed for a few moments with some calming new-age music. |
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♫
[Calming new-age music] |
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The Narrator
Feeling soothed and rejuvenated Stanley calmly walked forward into the opened passageway. Trivia Triggering this dialogue will result in the Freedom Ending being shortened by The Narrator after a restart. Resulting in the dialogue below being spoken by The Narrator. |
Narrator opening door for you[]
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The Narrator
• Okay, I think we all know the drill by now. |
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The Narrator
Blah, blah, blah, dark secrets, the keypad, Stanley pushes some buttons. Oh hey, look, it's a new passageway! Quelle surprise! |
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The Narrator
• Here's the door, just go. |
Going down the Mind Control Facility elevator[]
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The Narrator
Descending deeper into the building, Stanley realized he felt a bit peculiar. |
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The Narrator
It was a stirring of emotion in his chest as though he felt more free to think for himself, to question the nature of his job. |
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The Narrator
Why did he feel this now, when for years it had never occurred to him? |
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The Narrator
This question would not go unanswered for long. Trivia Triggering the new age music the restart before will result in this dialogue being skipped. |
Mind Control Facility entrance dialogue[]
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The Narrator
Stanley walked straight ahead through the large door that read: 'Mind Control Facility'. |
Museum Ending[]
Walking down "ESCAPE" hallway[]
Dialogue | Audio |
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The Narrator
Although this passageway had the word 'escape' written on it the truth was that at the end of this hall, Stanley would meet his violent death. |
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The Narrator
The door behind him was not shut. Stanley still had every opportunity to turn around and get back on track. |
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The Narrator
At this point, Stanley was making a conscious, concerted effort to walk forward and willingly confront his death. |
Turning the other way in the "ESCAPE" hallway[]
Dialogue | Audio |
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The Narrator
But of course, Stanley thought better of it and realized he simply had too much to live for. |
Returning to the "ESCAPE" hallway after turning around[]
Dialogue | Audio |
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The Narrator
Nope, still on board with death. |
Approaching the Metal Jaws[]
Dialogue | Audio |
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CUT CONTENT The Narrator
And so he entered the chamber, and stepped into the machine. |
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The Narrator
As the machine whirred into motion, and Stanley was inched closer and closer to his demise he reflected that his life had been of no consequence whatsoever. |
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The Narrator
Stanley can't see the bigger picture. He doesn't know the real story, trapped forever in his narrow vision of what this world is. |
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The Narrator
Perhaps his death was of no great loss, like plucking the eyeballs from a blind man. |
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The Narrator
And so he resigned and willingly accepted this violent end to his brief and shallow life. Farewell Stanley. |
Female Narrator[]
Dialogue | Audio |
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Entering Museum[] |
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Female Narrator Aka The Curator
“Farewell Stanley!” cried the Narrator as Stanley was led helplessly into the enormous metal jaws. |
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Female Narrator Aka The Curator
In a single visceral instant Stanley was obliterated as the machine crushed every bone in his body, killing him instantly. |
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Female Narrator Aka The Curator
And yet, it would be just a few minutes before Stanley would restart the game, back in his office, as alive as ever. |
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Female Narrator Aka The Curator
What exactly did the Narrator think he was going to accomplish? |
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Female Narrator Aka The Curator
When every path you can walk has been created for you long in advance death becomes meaningless, making life the same. |
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Female Narrator Aka The Curator
Do you see now? Do you see that Stanley was already dead from the moment he hit start? |
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Exiting Museum[] |
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Female Narrator Aka The Curator
[Laughter] Oh, look at these two. |
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Female Narrator Aka The Curator
How they wish to destroy one another. How they wish to control one another. |
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Female Narrator Aka The Curator
How they both wish to be free. |
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Female Narrator Aka The Curator
Can you see? Can you see how much they need one another? |
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Female Narrator Aka The Curator
No, perhaps not. Sometimes these things cannot be seen. |
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Female Narrator Aka The Curator
But listen to me, you can still save these two. You can stop the program before they both fail. |
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Female Narrator Aka The Curator
Push 'escape', and press 'quit'. There's no other way to beat this game. Trivia In The Stanley Parable: Ultra Deluxe, this dialogue varies depending on which device the player is on. View the variants here. |
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Female Narrator Aka The Curator
As long as you move forward, you'll be walking someone else's path. Stop now, and it will be your only true choice. |
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Female Narrator Aka The Curator
Whatever you do, choose it! Don't let time choose for you! Don't let time - |
Mind Control Facility Dialogue[]
Pushing the light button[]
Dialogue | Audio |
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The Narrator
The lights rose on an enormous room packed with television screens. |
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The Narrator
“What horrible secret did this place hold?” Stanley thought to himself. Did he have the strength to find out? |
Pushing the camera button[]
Dialogue | Audio |
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The Narrator
Now the monitors jumped to life, their true nature revealed. |
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The Narrator
Each bore the number of an employee in the building - Stanley's co-workers. |
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The Narrator
The lives of so many individuals reduced to images on a screen, and Stanley one of them eternally monitored in this place where freedom meant nothing. |
Pushing the elevator button[]
Dialogue | Audio |
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The Narrator
This Mind Control Facility... it was too horrible to believe. It couldn't be true. |
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The Narrator
Had Stanley really been under someone's control all this time? Was this the only reason he was happy with his boring job? |
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The Narrator
That his emotions had been manipulated to accept it blindly? |
Riding the elevator[]
Dialogue | Audio |
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The Narrator
No! He refused to believe it. He couldn't accept it. His own life in someone else's control? Never! |
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The Narrator
It was unthinkable, wasn't it? Was it even possible? |
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The Narrator
Had he truly spent his entire life utterly blind to the world? |
Getting out of the elevator[]
Dialogue | Audio |
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The Narrator
But here was the proof. The heart of the operation. Controls labeled with emotions: happy, or sad, or content. |
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The Narrator
Walking, eating, working; all of it monitored and commanded from this very place. |
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The Narrator
And as the cold reality of his past began to sink in Stanley decided that this machinery would never again exert its terrible power over another human life. |
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The Narrator
For he would dismantle the controls once and for all. |
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The Narrator
And when at last he found the source of the room's power he knew it was his duty, his obligation, to put an end to this horrible place and to everything it stood for. |
Freedom Ending[]
Catwalk[]
Dialogue | Audio |
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The Narrator
Blackness. And a rising chill of uncertainty. |
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The Narrator
Was it over? |
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The Narrator
Yes! He had won. |
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The Narrator
He had defeated the machine, unshackled himself from someone else's command. Freedom was mere moments away. |
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The Narrator
And, yet, even as the immense door slowly opened Stanley reflected on how many puzzles still lay unsolved. |
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The Narrator
Where had his co-workers gone? How had he been freed from the machine's grasp? What other mysteries did this strange building hold? |
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The Narrator
But as sunlight streamed into the chamber, he realized none of this mattered to him. For it was not knowledge, or even power, that he had been seeking, but happiness. |
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The Narrator
Perhaps his goal had not been to understand, but to let go. |
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The Narrator
No longer would anyone tell him where to go, what to do, or how to feel. Whatever life he lives, it will be his. |
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The Narrator
And that was all he needed to know. It was, perhaps, the only thing worth knowing. |
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The Narrator
Stanley stepped through the open door. |
Outro Cutscene[]
Dialogue | Audio |
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The Narrator
Stanley felt the cool breeze upon his skin, the feeling of liberation, the immense possibility of the new path before him. |
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The Narrator
This was exactly the way, right now, that things were meant to happen. |
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The Narrator
And Stanley was happy. |
Countdown Ending[]
First Time[]
Dialogue | Audio |
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The Narrator
Oh Stanley, you didn't just activate the controls, did you? |
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The Narrator
After they kept you enslaved all these years you go and you try to take control of the machine for yourself. Is that what you wanted? Control? |
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The Narrator
Oh... Stanley. I applaud your effort, I really do but you need to understand; there's only so much that machine can do. |
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The Narrator
You were supposed to let it go, turn the controls off, and leave. If you want to throw my story off track, you're going to have to do better than that. |
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The Narrator
I'm afraid you don't have nearly the power you think you do. For example - and I believe you'll find this pertinent |
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The Narrator
Stanley suddenly realized that he had just initiated the network's emergency detonation system. In the event that this machine is activated without proper DNA identification nuclear detonators are set to explode, eliminating the entire complex. |
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The Narrator
How long until detonation, then? Hmm... let's say... um... Two minutes. |
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Initial Countdown[] |
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The Narrator
Ah, now this is making things a little more fun, isn't it, Stanley? |
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The Narrator
It's your time to shine! You are the star! It's your story now; shape it to your heart's desires.
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The Narrator
Mere moments until the bomb goes off, but what precious moments each one of them is! More time to talk about you, about me, where we're going, what all this means. I barely know where to start! |
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The Narrator
What's that? You'd like to know where your co-workers are? A moment of solace before you're obliterated? |
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The Narrator
Alright. I'm in a good mood, and you're going to die anyway. I'll tell you exactly what happened to them. |
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The Narrator
I erased them. I turned off the machine; I set you free. |
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The Narrator
Of course, that was merely in this instance of the story. Sometimes when I tell it, I simply let you sit there in your office forever pushing buttons endlessly and then dying alone. |
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The Narrator
Other times, I let the office sink into the ground, swallowing everyone inside. Or I let it burn to a crisp. |
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The Narrator
I have to say this, though: this version of events has been rather amusing. Watching you try to make sense of everything, and take back the control wrested away from you - it's quite rich. I almost hate to see it go! |
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The Narrator
But I'm sure whatever I come up with on the next go around will be even better. |
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The Narrator
My goodness! Only thirty four seconds left! But I'm enjoying this so much! |
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The Narrator
You know what? To hell with it. I'm going to put some extra time on the clock! Why not? |
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Extended Countdown[] |
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The Narrator
Those are precious additional seconds, Stanley. Time doesn't grow on trees! |
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The Narrator
Oh dear me. What's the matter, Stanley? |
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The Narrator
Is it that you have no idea where you're going or what you're supposed to be doing right now? Or did you just assume when you saw that timer that something in this room was capable of turning it off? |
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The Narrator
I mean, look at you, running from button to button, screen to screen clicking on every little thing in this room! |
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The Narrator
These numbered buttons! No! These colored ones! Or maybe this big, red button! Or this door! |
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The Narrator
Everything! Anything! Something here will save me! |
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The Narrator
Why would you think that, Stanley? That this video game can be beaten, won, solved? Do you have any idea what your purpose in this place is? |
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The Narrator
[Laughter] Stanley... you're in for quite a disappointment. |
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The Narrator
But here's a spoiler for you: that timer isn't a catalyst to keep the action moving along. It's just seconds ticking away to your death. |
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The Narrator
You're only still playing instead of watching a cutscene because I want to watch you for every moment that you're powerless, to see you made humble. |
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The Narrator
This is not a challenge. It's a tragedy. You wanted to control this world; that's fine. |
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The Narrator
But I'm going to destroy it first, so you can't. |
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The Narrator
Take a look at the clock, Stanley. That's thirty seconds you have left to struggle. |
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The Narrator
Thirty seconds until a big boom, and then nothing. No ending here, just you being blown to pieces. |
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The Narrator
Will you cling desperately to your frail life, or will you let it go peacefully? Another choice! Make it count. |
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The Narrator
Or don't. It's all the same to me. All a part of the joke. |
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The Narrator
And believe me, I will be laughing at every second of your inevitable life from the moment we fade in, until the moment I say: 'Happily ever af-' |
Second Time[]
Dialogue | Audio |
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The Narrator
But you really believe there’s an answer? How many times will you replay this bit, looking desperately for a solution? |
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The Narrator
Ten? A hundred? A thousand? I look forward to finding out, and to watching the bomb go off each time you fail. |
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The Narrator
Just you and me and the retching explosion of fire and metal over and over and over for all of eternity. |
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The Narrator
And Stanley died again. |
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The Narrator
And Stanley died again. |
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The Narrator
And Stanley died again. |
Mariella Ending[]
Going downstairs[]
Dialogue | Audio |
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The Narrator
But Stanley just couldn’t do it. |
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The Narrator
He considered the possibility of facing his boss, admitting he had left his post during work hours. He might be fired for that. And in such a competitive economy, why had he taken that risk? |
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The Narrator
All because he believed everyone had vanished? His boss would think he was crazy. |
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The Narrator
And then something occurred to Stanley. “Maybe...” he thought to himself. “Maybe I am crazy... “All of my coworkers blinking mysteriously out of existence in a single moment for no reason at all?” |
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The Narrator
None of it made any logical sense. And as Stanley pondered this, he began to make other strange observations. |
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The Narrator
For example, why couldn’t he see his feet when he looked down? Why did doors close automatically behind him wherever he went? |
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The Narrator
And for that matter, these rooms were starting to look pretty familiar. Were they simply repeating? |
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The Narrator
“No,” Stanley said to himself. “This is all too strange, this can’t be real.” And at last, he came to the conclusion that had been on the tip of his tongue. He just hadn’t found the words for it. |
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The Narrator
“I’m dreaming!” he yelled. “This is all a dream!” |
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The Narrator
What a relief Stanley felt to have finally found an answer, an explanation. His coworkers weren’t actually gone, he wasn’t going to lose his job, he wasn’t crazy after all! |
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The Narrator
And he thought to himself: “I suppose I’ll wake up soon. “I'll have to go back to my boring real life job pushing buttons, I may as well enjoy this while I’m still lucid.” |
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The Narrator
So he imagined himself flying, and began to gently float above the ground. |
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The Narrator
Then he imagined himself soaring through space on a magical star field, and it too appeared! |
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The Narrator
It was so much fun, and Stanley marveled that he had still not woken up. How was he remaining so lucid? |
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The Narrator
And then perhaps the strangest question of them all entered Stanley’s head. One he was amazed he hadn’t asked himself sooner. |
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The Narrator
“Why is there a voice in my head dictating everything that I’m doing and thinking?” |
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The Narrator
Now the voice was describing itself being considered by Stanley, who found it particularly strange. “I’m dreaming about a voice describing me thinking about how it’s describing my thoughts,“ he thought! |
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The Narrator
And while he thought it all very odd, and wondered if this voice spoke to all people in their dreams the truth was that of course this was not a dream. How could it be? |
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The Narrator
Was Stanley simply deceiving himself? Believing that if he's asleep he doesn't have to take responsibility for himself? |
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The Narrator
Stanley is as awake right now as he's ever been in his life. |
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The Narrator
Now hearing the voice speak these words was quite a shock to Stanley. After all, he knew for certain, beyond a doubt, that this was in fact a dream! |
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The Narrator
Did the voice not see him float and make the magical stars just a moment ago? How else would the voice explain all that? |
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The Narrator
This voice was a part of himself too, surely, surely, if he could just... |
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The Narrator
He would prove it. He would prove that he was in control, that this was a dream. |
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The Narrator
So he closed his eyes gently, and he invited himself to wake up. He felt the cool weight of the blanket on his skin, the press of the mattress on his back |
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The Narrator
the fresh air of a world outside this one. “Let me wake up,” he thought to himself. |
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The Narrator
“I'm through with this dream, I wish it to be over. “Let me go back to my job, let me continue pushing the buttons, please, it's all I want. |
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The Narrator
“I want my apartment, and my wife, and my job. “All I want is my life exactly the way it's always been. |
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The Narrator
“My life is normal, I am normal. Everything will be fine. |
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The Narrator
“I am okay.” |
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The Narrator
Stanley began screaming. “Please someone wake me up! My name is Stanley! I have a boss! I have an office! I am real! |
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The Narrator
“Please just someone tell me I’m real! I must be real! I must be! “Can anyone hear my voice? Who am I? Who am I?!” |
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The Narrator
And everything went black. |
Mariella Cutscene[]
Dialogue | Audio |
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The Narrator
This is the story of a woman named Mariella. |
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The Narrator
Mariella woke up on a day like any other. She arose, got dressed, gathered her belongings, and walked to her place of work. |
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The Narrator
But on this particular day, her walk was interrupted by the body of a man who had stumbled through town talking and screaming to himself and then collapsed dead on the sidewalk. |
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The Narrator
And although she would soon turn to go call for an ambulance for just a few, brief moments, she considered the strange man. |
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The Narrator
He was obviously crazy; this much she knew. Everyone knows what crazy people look like. |
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The Narrator
And in that moment, she thought to herself how lucky she was to be normal. |
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The Narrator
I am sane. I am in control of my mind. I know what is real, and what isn't. |
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The Narrator
It was comforting to think this, and in a certain way, seeing this man made her feel better. But then she remembered the meeting she had scheduled for that day |
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The Narrator
the very important people whose impressions of her would affect her career and, by extension, the rest of her life. |
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The Narrator
She had no time for this, so it was only a moment that she stood there, staring down at the body. |
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The Narrator
And then she turned and ran. |
Right Door Dialogue[]
Taking the door on the right[]
Dialogue | Audio |
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The Narrator
This was not the correct way to the meeting room, and Stanley knew it perfectly well. Perhaps he wanted to stop by the employee lounge first, just to admire it. |
Employee Lounge Dialogue[]
Dialogue | Audio |
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The Narrator
• Ah, yes. Truly a room worth admiring. It had really been worth the detour after all just to spend a few moments here in this immaculate, beautifully-constructed room. |
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The Narrator
• Stanley simply stood here, drinking it all in. |
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The Narrator
• Yes! Really, really worth it being here in the room. A room so utterly captivating that, even though all your co-workers have mysteriously vanished here you sit looking at these chairs and some paintings. Really worth it. |
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The Narrator
• At this point, Stanley's obsession with this room bordered on creepy and reflected poorly on his overall personality. It's possible that this is why everyone left. |
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The Narrator
• Stanley sat around waiting for more dialogue. But when a long time had passed and there was no more he decided that the game was trying to send him a message. |
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The Narrator
• Wow, yes, this room. What a beautiful room. What a gorgeous, gorgeous room. |
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The Narrator
• Thank goodness Stanley had taken this detour on his way to the meeting room. Life without having experienced this room was now too horrible even to consider. |
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The Narrator
• The lounge was sublime, a work of art. What was it about this room that called so deeply and so personally to Stanley? |
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The Narrator
• Its grace? Its subtle charm? No, Stanley knew... it was something deeper. Something... darker. |
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The Narrator
• Standing now in this incredible room Stanley, for the first time, understood true happiness. |
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The Narrator
• Then the feeling went away and he felt sad again. Then it came back, and lingered for a minute or two. |
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The Narrator
• Now it's only half there; just a kind of, um, tingle. |
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The Narrator
• Stanley felt light-headed, butterflies in his stomach, giddy in a way he had never known before. |
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The Narrator
• Was it this room? A connection between the two? Could a man love a room? |
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The Narrator
• I mean... truly... truly... deeply... madly... love? |
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The Narrator
• The lounge was grand, majestic... perhaps too majestic. Like a combination of a much smaller version and a much larger version of this exact room. |
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The Narrator
• It all made Stanley uncomfortable, and he started to bleed a little. This made him smile. |
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The Narrator
• At last, proof that he was human. |
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The Narrator
• And here it was, the lounge. “What a room,” Stanley thought to himself. “What a room, what a room, what a room.” |
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The Narrator
• This is what Stanley thought: “What a room! “What a room, what a room! “What a room! “Va va voom. What a room.” |
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The Narrator
• It was okay. |
Exiting the Employee Lounge[]
Dialogue | Audio |
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The Narrator
But eager to get back to business Stanley took the first open door on his left. |
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The Narrator (If the player waits an extended time before exiting the employee lounge)
But at last he'd had enough of the amazing room and took the first open door on his left to get back to business. |
Maintenance Room Dialogue[]
Dialogue | Audio |
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The Narrator
And so he detoured through the maintenance section walked straight ahead to the opposite door, and got back on track. |
Confusion Ending[]
Deviation[]
Getting on the Maintenance Room elevator[]
Dialogue | Audio |
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The Narrator
But Stanley didn't want to go back to the office. He wanted to wander about and get even further off track. So now, in order to get back, he needed to go, um... uh... from here it's, um... left. |
Maintenance Basement Dialogue[]
Dialogue | Audio |
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The Narrator
Oh, no. No, it's to the right. My mistake. |
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The Narrator
No! No, no, no! Not the right! Why would I have ever said it was to the right? What was I thinking? |
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The Narrator
It's clearly... oh dear, would you hold on for a minute, please? [Rustling papers] Now, let's see. |
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The Narrator
We went, um, right... left... down... left... right.... |
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The Narrator
Ah, yep! Okay, okay, yes! I've got it now! This story is absolutely, definitely, this way. |
Mind Control Facility catwalk[]
Dialogue | Audio |
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The Narrator
NO! No... no, no, no, no, no, no, no! This isn't right at all! You're not supposed to be here, yet! This is all a spoiler! Quick, Stanley, close your eyes! |
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The Narrator
Okay, okay, okay okay, we just... we just have to get back to, um... oh.... |
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The Narrator
Who am I kidding? It's all rubbish now. The whole story, completely unusable. |
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The Narrator
How about rather than waste my time trying to salvage this nonsense, we'll just restart the game from the beginning. And this time, suppose we don't wander so far off-track, hm? |
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The Narrator
Okay, from the top! |
First Restart[]
Two Doors Room with six doors[]
Dialogue | Audio |
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The Narrator
When Stanley - wait... wait, what? |
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The Narrator
No, I... no, I restarted! I swear I definitely restarted the game over, completely fresh. Everything should be... |
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The Narrator
Or did something change? Stanley, did you change anything when we were back in that room with all the monitors? Did you move the story somewhere, or... |
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The Narrator
Hold on... why am I asking you? I'm the one who wrote the story! It was right here just a minute ago. I know for sure that it's here somewhere. |
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The Narrator
Okay then, it's an adventure! Come Stanley, let's find the story! |
Wandering for thirty seconds[]
Dialogue | Audio |
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The Narrator
I'll say it - this is the worst adventure I've ever been on. |
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The Narrator
I can promise you, there definitely was a story here before. Do we just... do we need to restart the game again? Well, I find it unlikely that we'll ever progress by starting over and over again. |
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The Narrator
But it's got to be better than this. Okay, let's give it a shot. Why not? |
Second Restart[]
Two Doors Room without doors[]
Dialogue | Audio |
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The Narrator
Okay, yep, it's worse. I might be remembering this wrong. It's possible the story is back where we just came from. |
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The Narrator
Why don't we go back the other direction and see if we missed anything? |
Alternate hallways[]
Dialogue | Audio |
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The Narrator
Aha! I knew we'd missed something! The story! Here it comes! |
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The Narrator
No, wait, nevermind, not the story! Okay, let's head back the other way and retrace our steps. |
Wooden cluttered hallways[]
Dialogue | Audio |
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The Narrator
Now this... well, I'll be honest, I don't recognize this place at all. Is this the story? |
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The Narrator
I don't think so. I can't quite recall, but I believe my story took place in an office building... is that correct? Hm... do you remember, Stanley? |
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The Narrator
Well, do you know what, since I've completely forgotten what we were supposed to be doing, how about this... |
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The Narrator
You win! Congratulations! I know you put in a lot of hard work, and it really paid off, so good job! |
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The Narrator
Oh no. No. I don't feel right about this at all. We both know you didn't put in any actual work for that win. Some people win fair and square and this was not one of those situations. |
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The Narrator
Okay, I'm getting weirded out by whatever this place is. I don't care what might happen this time; I have to restart. |
Third Restart[]
THE STANLEY PARABLE ADVENTURE LINE™[]
Dialogue | Audio |
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The Narrator
Alright, I've got a solution. This time, to make sure we don't get lost I've employed the help of The Stanley Parable Adventure Line™! Just follow the Line™. How simple is that? |
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The Narrator
Entering the Two Doors Room instead of following The Adventure Line™: No, no, I'm done, we're leaving it up to the Line™ from now on. |
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The Narrator
You see? The Line™ knows where the story is, it's over in this direction! Onward Stanley! To destiny! |
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The Narrator
Though here's a thought. Wouldn't wherever we end up be our destination even if there's no story there? Or, to put it another way, is the story of no destination still a story? |
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The Narrator
Simply by the act of moving forward are we implying a journey, such that a destination is inevitably conjured into being via the very manifestation of the nature of life itself...? |
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The Narrator
Okay, Stanley, I need to follow this train of thought for a minute, just stick with me. |
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The Narrator
Now we can both agree that the nature of existence is in fact a byproduct of one's subjective experience of that existence, right? |
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The Narrator
Okay, now if my experience of your existence rests inside of your subjective experience of this office is this office, in fact, the skeleton of my own relative experiential mental subjective construct? |
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The Narrator
Woah, woah, woah, woah. Hang on. That got a bit weird back there. Well, I'd like to apologize. Not sure where I was going with all that. |
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The Narrator
You know what? I think what we need right now is a bit of music to lighten the mood! |
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♫ "Following Stanley" plays |
Music |
The Narrator
Wait! Cut the music! Go back and look at the fern! |
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The Narrator
Stanley, this fern will be very important later in the story. Make sure you study it closely and remember it carefully. You won't want to miss anything. |
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The Narrator
Wait, we're... we're back at the office? No! No, no! Line™, you do know we're looking for The Stanley Parable, right? The story? Is any of this ringing a bell? |
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The Narrator
Entering the Two Doors room again with zero doors: Still missing the doors. Did we make a mistake following The Line™? Perhaps we could have found the story on our own. |
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Entering the Mind Control Facility again[] |
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The Narrator
Oh, no no, no no, not again! Line™, how could you have done this to us, and after we trusted you! After everything we've been through, you - Oh, I can't take this anymore, to hell with it. Restart. |
Fourth Restart[]
Ignoring THE STANLEY PARABLE ADVENTURE LINE™[]
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The Narrator
You know what, Stanley? I say forget The Adventure Line™. What's it ever done for us? |
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The Narrator
We're intelligent people, right? Why can't we make up our own story? Something exciting, daring, mysterious. |
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The Narrator
Oh, this all sounds perfectly doable. Why don't we simply start wandering in - well, I don't know. How about... this direction! |
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The Narrator
Now! Yes, this is exciting!
Just me and Stanley, forging a new path, a new story! Well, it could be anything! |
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The Narrator
What do you want our story to be? Go wild! Use your imagination! Whatever it might be, Stanley, I'm ready for it! |
THE STANLEY PARABLE ADVENTURE LINE™ appears again[]
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The Narrator
Oh, no, not You™ again! Stanley, I'd also like to veto the Line™ from having any role in our awesome new story. No Line™s or monitor rooms. |
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The Narrator
Just don't acknowledge It™, and we should be fine. |
Circular two doors room[]
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The Narrator
Ah, a choice! We get to make a decision! From here, the story is in our control! How important we mustn't squander the opportunity. |
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The Narrator
In fact, I believe I need a minute to think here. Just walk in circles for a minute. |
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The Narrator
Okay, so I know that each door has to lead somewhere. Which means that somewhere at the place where we're trying to go there must be a reverse door that leads here. |
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The Narrator
And that in turn means that our destination corresponds with the counter-inverted reverse door's origin! |
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The Narrator
So starting from the right, let us ask will taking the right door lead us to where we're going? |
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The Narrator
And since the answer is clearly 'yes', then by all accounts, the door on the right is the correct one! Another victory for logic. Come, Stanley, our destiny awaits! |
Confusion Ending Schedule[]
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The Narrator
Oh, hold up, what's this? The confusion ending. |
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The Narrator
You're telling me... that's what this is? It's all one giant ending? And we're supposed to restart the game... what... eight, eight times? |
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The Narrator
That's really how all this goes? It's all... determined? |
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The Narrator
So now, according to the schedule, I restart again, then what? Am I just supposed to forget? Well, what if I don't want to forget! My mind goes blank simply because it's written here on this... this... thing! Wall! |
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The Narrator
Well, who consulted me? Why don't I get to decide! Why don't I get a say in all this! Is it really - |
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The Narrator
No, it can't be. I don't want it to be. I don't want the game to keep restarting. I don't want to forget what's going on. I don't want to be trapped like this. I won't restart the game. I won't do it! I won't do it! I won't do it! |
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The Narrator
And the timer, it, uh, stopped? Does that mean... did we do it? Did we break the cycle? The, um, whatever it is that made this schedule? |
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The Narrator
How would we even know? Will someone come for us? Will something happen? |
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The Narrator
So.... okay. [Sigh] |
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The Narrator
I guess now we just wait. You know. I suppose in some way, that this is a kind of story, wouldn't you agree? I'm not quite sure if we're in the destination or the journey. |
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The Narrator
Though they're always saying that life is about the journey and not the destination so I hope that's where we are right now. We'll find out, won't we? Eventually. |
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The Narrator
Well, in the meantime, if you do happen to have - |
Warehouse Dialogue/Endings[]
Entering the Warehouse[]
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The Narrator
Stanley was so bad at following directions, it's incredible he wasn't fired years ago. |
Powerful Ending[]
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The Narrator
But in his eagerness to prove that he is in control of the story and no one gets to tell him what to do Stanley leapt from the platform and plunged to his death. |
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The Narrator
Good job, Stanley. Everyone thinks you are very powerful. |
Cold Feet Ending[]
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The Narrator
Oh, well, look who's got cold feet! Sorry to break it to you, Stanley, but that lift isn't coming back. You'd best either get comfortable right here on this platform or test your luck by jumping to the floor below. |
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The Narrator
You know what, looking at it now, it's not that far to the bottom floor. I'll bet you can make it! |
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The Narrator
Come on, I'm sure you'll survive the jump! Don't tell me you're scared; that's not the Stanley I know! Do it! Do it! Do it. Do it, do it, do it, do it! |
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Jumping off the platform[] |
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The Narrator
Oops! Looks like I was wrong. How clumsy of me. |
Walking Onto the Cargo Lift[]
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The Narrator
Look, Stanley, I think perhaps we've gotten off on the wrong foot here. |
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The Narrator
I'm not your enemy, really, I'm not. I realize that investing your trust in someone else can be difficult but the fact is that the story has been about nothing but you all this time. |
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The Narrator
There's someone you've been neglecting, Stanley. Someone you've forgotten about. Please, stop trying to make every decision by yourself. |
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The Narrator
Now, I'm not asking for me; I'm asking for her. |
In the upper storage room[]
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The Narrator
This is it, Stanley, your chance to redeem yourself. To put your work aside, to let her back into your life. |
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The Narrator
She's been waiting. |
In the phone room[]
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The Narrator
That's her, Stanley. You need to be the one to do this, to reach out to her. If you can truly place your faith in another, then pick up the phone. |
Wife Ending[]
Answering the phone[]
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Stanley's Wife
Oh, Stanley, is that you? Hold on sweetie, sorry to keep you waiting. I'm just pulling the bread out of the oven. |
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Stanley's Wife
Alright... okay, there we go! Alright now! |
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Stanley's Wife
I want you to come in and tell me all about your day at work. |
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The Narrator
Hahahahahahahahahaha! Gotcha! |
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The Narrator
Oh come on, did you actually think you had a loving wife? Who'd want to commit their life to you? |
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The Narrator
I'm trying to make a point here, Stanley. I'm trying to get you to see something. |
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The Narrator
Come inside. Let me show you what's really going on here. |
Attempting to walk away from the apartment[]
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The Narrator
Sorry, but you're in my story now. |
Inside the "apartment"[]
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The Narrator
This is a very sad story about the death of a man named Stanley. |
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The Narrator
Stanley is quite a boring fellow. He has a job that demands nothing of him and every button that he pushes is a reminder of the inconsequential nature of his existence. |
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The Narrator
Look at him there, pushing buttons, doing exactly what he's told to do. Now he's pushing a button. Now he's eating lunch. Now he's going home. Now he's coming back to work. |
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The Narrator
One might even feel sorry for him, except that he's chosen this life. |
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The Narrator
But in his mind - ah! In his mind he can go on fantastic adventures! |
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The Narrator
From behind his desk, Stanley dreamed of wild expeditions into the unknown! Fantastic discoveries of new lands! It was wonderful! |
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The Narrator
And each day that he returned to work was a reminder that none of it would ever happen to him. |
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The Narrator
And so he began to fantasize about his own job. First, he imagined that one day, while at work he stepped up from his desk to realize that all of his co-workers, his boss |
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The Narrator
everyone in the building had suddenly vanished off the face of the earth. The thought excited him terribly. |
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The Narrator
So he went further. He imagined that he came to two open doors and that he could go through either. At last! Choice! |
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The Narrator
It barely even mattered what lay behind each door. The mere thought that his decisions would mean something was almost too wonderful to behold! |
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The Narrator
As he wandered through this fantasy world, he began to fill it with many possible paths and destinations. |
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The Narrator
Down one path lay an enormous round room with monitors and mind controls. And down another was a yellow Line™ that weaved in many directions. And down another was a game with a baby. And he called it... |
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The Narrator
The Stanley Parable. |
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The Narrator
It was such a wonderful fantasy. And so, in his head, he relived it again. And then again, and again, over and over wishing beyond hope that it would never end, that he might always feel this free. |
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The Narrator
Surely there's an answer down some new path! Mustn't there be? Perhaps if he played just one more time. |
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The Narrator
But there is no answer. How could there possibly be? |
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The Narrator
In reality, all he's doing is pushing the same buttons he always has. Nothing has changed. The longer he spends here, the more invested he gets, the more he forgets which life is the real one. |
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The Narrator
And I'm trying to tell him this... That in this world, he can never be anything but an observer. That as long as he remains here, he's slowly killing himself. But he won't listen to me. He won't stop! |
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The Narrator
Here, watch this. Stanley, the next time the screen asks you to push a button, do not do it. |
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The Narrator
You see? Can he just not hear me? How can I tell him in a way that he'll understand, that every second he remains here he's electing to kill himself? |
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The Narrator
How can I get him to see what I see? How can I make him look at himself? |
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The Narrator
I suppose I can't, not in the way I want him to. |
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The Narrator
But I don't make the rules, I simply play to my intended purpose, the same as Stanley. We're not so different, I suppose. I'll try once more to convey all this to him. I'm compelled to. I must. |
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The Narrator
Perhaps... well, maybe this time he'll see. Maybe this time. |
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The Narrator
And I tried again. And Stanley pushed a button. And I tried again. And Stanley pushed a button. And I tr- |
Not Stanley Ending[]
Unplugging the phone[]
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Unplugging after The Narrator finishes speaking[] |
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The Narrator
As Stanley picked up the phone, a white light engulfed him filling him not just with radiance, but with hope. Hope for a life reunited once - |
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Unplugging before The Narrator finishes speaking[] |
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The Narrator
Oh no, no, no, no, you can't - Did you just unplug the phone? |
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The Narrator
No, that wasn't supposed to be a choice; how did you do that? You actually... chose incorrectly? I didn't even know what was possible. |
Narrator realising phone is unplugged[]
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The Narrator
Wait... oh goodness! Stanley, did you just unplug the phone? |
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The Narrator
No, that wasn't supposed to be a choice; how did you do that? You actually... chose incorrectly? I didn't even know what was possible. |
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The Narrator
Let me double check... [Rustling papers] |
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The Narrator
No... it's definitely here, clear as day. |
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The Narrator
Stanley picks up the phone he's taken to his apartment where he finds his wife, and the two pledge themselves to one another. Music comes in, fade to white, roll credits. |
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The Narrator
Not picking up the phone is actually somehow an incorrect course of action. How is that even possible? None of these decisions were supposed to mean anything! |
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The Narrator
I don't understand. How on earth are you making meaningful choices? What, did you- |
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The Narrator
Wait a second, did I just see... No, that's not possible. I can't believe it. How had I not noticed it sooner? |
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The Narrator
You're not Stanley. You're a real person. [Sigh] I can't believe I was so mistaken. This is why you've been able to make correct and incorrect choices! |