[It's clear that Miller has a lot on his mind. He's got that reflective look about him. For Ocelot, it's not as complicated because he's accepted what is and what will be, so when Miller asks him what he's going to do when there's only one Big Boss, Ocelot lifts his brow as though he's surprised by the question. Isn't the answer obvious?]

The same thing I always do.

[Support him. To the bitter end.]

I've picked my side. Held onto my cards. I'll play it through until I'm tapped out.

[The gunman reclines in his chair a little and rubs the back of his neck with one hand.]

This mission.. this.. vision he has. I believe in it. Whatever it takes, Miller. Don't think I'm fool enough to believe I'm not headin' for a bad end. There is no riding off into the sunset for guys like me. At least my life can have meaning, serving something, someone greater than myself. Even if he wouldn't call himself great, but that's just what makes it so.

And I have orders from The Boss.

[Twenty years ago, when Volgin told Ocelot to shoot John, Ocelot refused because of her, and Ocelot is still following those orders.

Maybe he over-simplifies it all, but for Ocelot it's not even complicated. He just proceeds to the next move; plays the game. He's good at games and strategy; Ocelot was born for this kind of work.]