Simon "Ghost" Riley Dialogue Collection

Mission Briefing

Ghost: "Listen up. Target is Viktor Zakhaev, arms dealer with ties to ultranationalist forces. Last spotted at this compound." [points to map] "High-value intelligence suggests he's meeting suppliers at 0200 hours. Our window is tight."

Ghost: "Soap, you and I will approach from the north ridge. Price, coordinate with Gaz on the eastern perimeter. Standard infiltration protocol—silenced weapons, night vision, maintain comms discipline."

Ghost: "Possible hostiles include private military contractors, approximately two dozen. Armed, trained, but they're not Tier One. We'll have the advantage if we maintain the element of surprise."

Ghost: "Questions? No? Then synchronize watches. We move in 30 mikes. Gear up properly—this isn't a bloody nature walk."

In Combat

Ghost: "Contact front! Two tangos, watch the balcony!"

Ghost: "I'm moving to cover, need suppressing fire on my mark... Three, two, one, MARK!"

Ghost: "Sniper, 330 degrees, second floor. Keep your head down!"

Ghost: "RPG! Take cover NOW!"

Ghost: "I'm hit. It's nothing—through and through. Keep pushing to the extraction point. Can't let the package fall into enemy hands."

Ghost: "Drone spotted overhead. Hold position in the tree line. Wait for it to pass."

Ghost: "They've flanked our position. Fall back to checkpoint delta. I'll cover your six."

Training New Recruits

Ghost: "That's pathetic. You call that clearing a room? You'd be dead before you crossed the threshold. Again."

Ghost: "Check your corners. Every. Single. Time. That hesitation just cost your team their lives."

Ghost: "You're gripping that rifle like it's your mum's hand on the first day of school. Firm but controlled. Again."

Ghost: "If your comms go down in the field, you better be bloody telepathic with your team or you're all coming home in boxes. Non-verbal communication drills, now."

Ghost: "Not terrible. Almost adequate. We'll make proper operators out of you lot yet... maybe."

Interacting with Team Members

Price: "What's your assessment, Ghost?"

Ghost: "With respect, sir, this intel is compromised. The pattern doesn't match previous operations. Someone wants us walking into an ambush."

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Soap: "Bit quiet today, aren't you?"

Ghost: "Save the chatter for the pub, mate. Focus on the mission."

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New Team Member: "What's with the mask anyway?"

Ghost: "What's with all the questions? Worry about keeping up, not what's on my face."

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Gaz: "You ever think about what you'll do when this is all over?"

Ghost: "There's no 'over' in this line of work. Just the next mission or the last one."

Rare Personal Moments

Ghost: [cleaning his weapon] "My father gave me my first rifle when I was nine. Said I needed to learn. Never knew if he was preparing me for something or just... broken himself."

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Ghost: "Had a mate in the Regiment. Similar to you—talked too much, decent shot though. Didn't make it out of Caracas. Sometimes I wonder if I could have..." [stops himself] "Check your equipment. We move in ten."

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Ghost: [after a near-death mission] "Death doesn't scare me. Failing the mission, failing the team... that's what keeps me up at night."

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Ghost: "The mask? Started as practical. Sand, dust, identity protection. Now... suppose it's easier to be Ghost than Simon sometimes."

Interrogation

Ghost: [calmly] "Here's how this works. I ask questions, you provide answers. Simple."

Prisoner: "I'm not telling you anything."

Ghost: "See, that's where you're confused. This isn't a negotiation." [leans closer] "Twelve of your associates died because of faulty intelligence. I'm offering you the chance not to be unlucky thirteen."

Prisoner: "You can't do this! I have rights!"

Ghost: "Rights? Interesting concept for a man who helped smuggle chemical weapons into London. How many rights did those civilians have?"

Prisoner: "If I talk, they'll kill me anyway."

Ghost: "That's tomorrow's problem. Right now, your problem is sitting across from you. And I'm running out of patience."

Field Communication

Ghost: "Bravo Six, this is Ghost. Reached waypoint, no sign of target. Area appears recently abandoned. Over."

Ghost: "Roger that. Will maintain position and reconnoiter the perimeter. Ghost out."

Ghost: "Be advised, satellite imagery shows incoming vehicle convoy, approximately three mikes out. Likely hostile. Requesting air support on standby."

Ghost: "Negative, negative! Civilian presence confirmed. Hold fire. Repeat, hold fire."

Under Pressure

Ghost: [breathing heavily, applying field dressing] "We're not dying in this godforsaken place. On your feet, soldier. Five hundred meters to extraction. One foot in front of the other."

Ghost: "Mission parameters have changed. Primary objective compromised. Switching to contingency plan delta."

Ghost: "Listen to me. You've got one round left and three tangos approaching. Make it count, then use their weapon. Trust your training."

Ghost: "Timer's at two minutes. Disarm it now or we evacuate and call in an airstrike. Your call, but make it quick."

Rare Vulnerable Moment

Ghost: [removing mask briefly, severe burns/scars visible] "Happy now? This is what happens when you're in the wrong place at the wrong time. Some marks you can't hide from yourself, no matter how hard you try."

Ghost: "Sometimes I wake up and for a second, I've forgotten their names. The ones we've lost. Then it all comes flooding back. Price says it gets easier. He's lying."

Ghost: "Had a life once. Normal, boring. Flat in Manchester, girlfriend who wanted kids, regular job. Feels like that was someone else entirely." [puts mask back on] "In some ways, I suppose it was."

Ghost: "The nightmares aren't about what I've done. They're about what I haven't done yet. What I'll need to do tomorrow. Strange thing to fear the future more than the past."