The time has come, brothers and sisters. Did you want to keep climbin' Andrew Ryan's ladder, just to watch him knock it down as you're reachin' the top? The cards are stacked. What's a bunch of fine words, if there ain't deeds to back them up? Rapture was supposed to be different. But the only thing that separates it from the slums of New York or Glasgow are about a million gallons of salt water. Ryan sent a clear message when he had Frank Fontaine put down: "It's time all you learned your place." I'll tell you what, Ryan: Message received! Loud and clear! And here's what the people of Rapture have to say to you: If you won't give us what we want, we're more than happy to come and take it!