Diana Prince: I used to want to save the world. To end war and bring peace to mankind. But then I glimpsed the darkness that lives within their light and learned that inside every one of them, there will always be both. A choice each must make for themselves. Something no hero will ever defeat. And now I know that only love can truly save the world. So, I stay, I fight, and I give, for the world I know can be. This is my mission now. Forever.
Sir Patrick: I am not the God of War, Diana. I am the God of Truth. Mankind stole this world from us. They ruined it, day by day. And I, the only one wise enough to see it, was left too weak to stop them. All these years, I have struggled alone, whispering into their ears. Ideas, inspiration for formulas, weapons, but I don't make them use them. They start these wars on their own. All I do is orchestrate an armistice I know they cannot keep, in the hope they will destroy themselves. But it has never been enough. Until you. When you first arrived, I was going to crush you. But I knew that if only you could see what the other gods could not, then you would join me, and with our powers combined, we could finally end all the pain, all the suffering, the destruction they bring. And we could return this world to the paradise it was before them. Forever.
Diana Prince: She was right. My mother was right. She said, "The world of men do not deserve you." They don't deserve our help, Steve.
Steve Trevor: It's not about deserve!
Diana Prince: They don't deserve our help.
Steve Trevor: Maybe we don't! But it's not about that. It's about what you believe. You don't think I get it after what I've seen out there? You don't think I wish I could tell you that it was one bad guy to blame? It's not! We're all to blame.
Diana Prince: I am not.
Steve Trevor: But maybe I am! Please. If you believe that this war should stop, if you want to stop it, help me stop it right now. Because, if you don't, they will kill thousands more. Please, please come with me.
Ludendorff: Ah! You know your Ancient Greeks. They understood that war is a god. A god that requires human sacrifice. And in exchange, war gives man purpose, meaning, a chance to rise above his petty, mortal, little self and be courageous, noble, better!
Diana Prince: Only one of the many gods believed in that.
Diana Prince: And he was wrong.
Ludendorff: You know nothing of the gods.
Steve Trevor: I hope our guy meets us here. Chief's expecting us before dark.
Diana Prince: "Chief"?
Steve Trevor: Uh, yeah. A smuggler. Very reputable.
Diana Prince: A liar, a murderer, and now a smuggler. Lovely.
Steve Trevor: Careful, I might get offended.
Diana Prince: I wasn't referring to you.
Steve Trevor: Really? I went undercover and pretended to be somebody else, shot people on your beach, and smuggled a notebook. Liar, murderer, smuggler. Are you still coming?
Diana Prince: You didn't stand your ground! You didn't fight!
Steve Trevor: Because there was no chance of changing his mind!
Diana Prince: This is Ares, and he's not going to allow a negotiation or a surrender! The millions of people you talked about, they will die!
Steve Trevor: We are going anyway!
Diana Prince: You mean, you were lying?
Steve Trevor: I'm a spy! That's what I do!
Diana Prince: How do I know you're not lying to me right now?
Steve Trevor: I am taking you to the front. We are probably going to die. This is a terrible idea.
Diana Prince (to Sir Patrick): Where I come from, generals don't hide in their offices like cowards.
Steve Trevor: That's enough!
Diana Prince: They fight alongside their soldiers. They die with them on the battlefield!
Steve Trevor: That's enough!
Diana Prince: You should be ashamed. All of you should be ashamed!
Diana Prince: I've read all 12 volumes of Clio's Treatises on Bodily Pleasure.
Steve Trevor: All 12, huh?
Diana Prince: Mmm-hmm.
Steve Trevor: Did you bring any of those with you?
Diana Prince: You would not enjoy them.
Steve Trevor: I don't know. Maybe.
Diana Prince: No, you wouldn't.
Steve Trevor: Why not?
Diana Prince: They came to the conclusion that men are essential for procreation, but when it comes to pleasure, unnecessary.