Sigint : Uh, Snake... what are you doing?
Snake : I'm in a box.
Sigint : A cardboard box? Why are you...?
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...?
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 : ...
Snake : Does any of that make sense?
Sigint : Not even a little.