Mei Ling: Don't forget to save your memories of me too.

Solid Snake: You can't save memories even on that system of yours. Memories are fragile things. After you reduce them to binary numbers and send them through the air, they're not memories anymore.

Mei Ling: I wouldn't be so sure of that. There's nothing that my systems can't do.

Snake: Memories aren't just sounds and pictures. They exist somewhere between the sounds, between the pictures.

Mei Ling: I don't get it. Anything can be done digitally.

Snake: If that's true, why don't you go ahead and try to save what I'm thinking right now.

Mei Ling: I can't save that type of thing. You have to put it into words, at least...

Snake: That's right. And that's what memories are...wordless.

Mei Ling: I don't know about that...

Snake: No matter how far data technology advances, you'll never be able to penetrate the human heart.

Mei Ling: You're wrong. It's just a matter of time...

Snake: But first you have to understand human emotions, Mei Ling.

Mei Ling: And how do I do that?

Snake: You have to allow yourself to fall in love with someone.