Pacific Rim: The Official Movie Novelization

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“My father always said: if you have the shot, take it. It’s been a pleasure serving with you, sir.”

“Mako. You can finish this. I’ll always be here. You can always find me in the Drift.”

Who said the Moris wouldn’t have any more swordmakers, Raleigh thought, and through the storm of the fight he felt her mind brighten with gratitude and pride.

“But I don’t want to regret all the things I never said out loud,” Herc said.
“No need,” Chuck said. “I know them all.”

Of all the people in the world, Mako was maybe the perfect one to create the thought. She’d been there. She wasn’t judging, only observing

“Today, on the edge of hope, at the end of time, we have chosen to believe,” he said. “Not only in ourselves, but in each other. To depend on each other. Today, not a man or woman in here now stands alone. Today will be the day they tell stories about. The day we face the monsters at our door. We take the fight to them.
“Today, we are canceling the apocalypse.”

“I carry nothing into the Drift,” he said. “No memories, no rank. As for you, you’re easy. You got daddy issues? Check. You’re an egotistical jerk? Check. You’re a simple puzzle I solved on Day One.” With a look over at Herc, Pentecost added, “But you are your father’s son. We’ll match up just fine.

“Getting back in a Jaeger will kill you,” she said.
“Not getting in one will kill us all.

There was a lot of steel in her, but you had to look closely to find it... unless you were a kaiju, in which case she let you know pretty quick.