Sigint: [if you call Sigint while wearing a cardboard box] Uh, Snake... what are you doing?
Naked Snake: I'm in a box.
Sigint: A cardboard box? Wha-why are you...?
Naked Snake: I dunno, I was just looking at it, and suddenly I got this irresistible urge to get inside. No, not just an urge - more than that. It was my destiny to be here: in the box!
Sigint: Destiny?
Naked Snake: Yeah. And then, when I put it on, I suddenly got this feeling of inner peace. I can't put it into words. I feel... safe. Like this is where I was meant to be. Like I'd found the key to true happiness.
Sigint: [baffled] Uh-huh.
Naked Snake: Does any of that make sense?
Sigint: Not even a little.
Naked Snake: You should come inside the box. Then you'll know what I mean.
Sigint: Man, I don't wanna know what you mean! Between you and Para-Medic, is everyone but me that is hooked up with the Major strange?
Naked Snake: [gives an upset groan]
Sigint: Yeah, well. Anyway, I suppose even that dumbass box might make a decent disguise if you wear it inside a building.
