Ruby Rose: I don't wanna be "the bee's knees". I don't wanna be any kind of "knees"! I just wanna be a normal girl, with normal knees.
Goon: [as he's stealing Dust, he notices a girl with a hood reading a magazine. He draws a sword] All right, kid, hands where I can see them.
[the girl doesn't seem to hear him]
Goon: Hey, I said hands in the air! You got a death wish or something?
[Puts his hand on the girl's shoulder, causing her to turn her head, revealing she's listening to music on headphones]
Ruby Rose: Hmm?
[the goon points to his ear, indicating for her to take off her headphones, which she does]
Ruby Rose: Yes?
Goon: I said put your hands in the air, now!
Ruby Rose: Are you... robbing me?
Ruby Rose: [Narrows her eyes] Oh...
Salem: Legends... stories scattered through time. Mankind has grown quite fond of recounting the exploits of heroes and villains, forgetting so easily that we are remnants, by-products, of a forgotten past. Man, born from Dust, was strong, wise and resourceful. But he was born into an unforgiving world. An inevitable darkness, creatures of destruction, the creatures of Grimm, set their sights on Man and all of his creations. These forces clashed and it seemed that darkness was intent on returning Man's brief existence to the Void. However, even the smallest spark of hope is enough to ignite change, and in time, Man's passion, resourcefulness and ingenuity led them to the tools that would help even the odds. This power was appropriately named "Dust". Nature's wrath in hand, Man lit their way through the darkness and in the shadow's absence came strength, civilization and, most importantly, life. But even the most brilliant lights eventually flicker and die. And when they are gone, darkness will return. So you may prepare your guardians, build your monuments to a so-called free world, but take heed... there will be no victory in strength.
Ozpin: Or perhaps victory is in the simpler things you've long forgotten. Things that require a smaller, more honest soul.
Ozpin: What is an adorable girl such as yourself doing at a school designed to train warriors?
Ruby: Well, I want to be a Huntress.
Ozpin: You want to slay monsters?
Ruby: Yeah. I only have two more years of training left at Signal and then, I'm gonna apply to Beacon. See, my sister's starting there this year and she's trying to become a Huntress and I'm trying to become a Huntress, 'cause I want to help people. My parents always told us to help others, so I thought I might as well make a career out of it. I mean, the police are all right, but Huntsmen and Huntresses are just so much more romantic and exciting and cool
[squeals in delight]
Ruby: You know?
Ozpin: Do you know who I am?
Ruby: You're Prof. Ozpin. You're the headmaster at Beacon.
Ruby: Nice to meet you.
Ozpin: You want to come to my school?
Ruby: More than anything.
Ozpin: Well, okay.