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Halo 2

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[last lines]
Master Chief: This is Spartan 117! Can anyone read me? Over.
Lord Hood: Isolate that signal! Master Chief, mind telling me what you're doing on that ship?
Master Chief: Sir. Finishing this fight.

Sgt. Johnson: Now listen up! Back in my day, we didn't have fancy tanks! We had sticks. Two sticks and a rock for the entire platoon! And we had to share the rock! You should consider yourself very lucky marines!

Cortana: [after seeing Gravemind] What... is that?
Gravemind: I... I am a monument to all your sins...
[the Arbiter struggles]
Master Chief: Relax. I'd rather not piss this thing off.
Arbiter: Demon!
Gravemind: This one is machine and nerve and has its mind concluded; this one is but flesh and faith and is the more deluded...
Arbiter: Kill me or release me, parasite. But do not waste my time with talk!
Gravemind: There is much talk... and I have listened through rock and metal and time... Now I shall talk and you shall listen...
2401 Penitent Tangent: Greetings! I am 2401 Penitent Tangent, I am the monitor of installation 05...
Prophet of Regret: And I am the Prophet of Regret, Council of most high hierarch of the Covenant!
2401 Penitent Tangent: [looks at Master Chief] A reclaimer, here? At last! We have much to do! This facility must be activated if we are to control this outbreak!
Prophet of Regret: Stay where you are! Nothing can be done until my sermon is complete!
2401 Penitent Tangent: Not true! This installation has a successful utilization record of 1.2 trillion simulated and 1 actual. It is ready to fire on demand.
Prophet of Regret: Of all the objects that our Lords left behind, there are none so worthless as these Oracles! They know nothing of the Great Journey!
2401 Penitent Tangent: And you know nothing about containment! You have demonstrated complete disregard for even the most basic protocols!
Gravemind: This one's Containment, and this one's Great Journey are the same... Your prophets have promised you freedom from a doomed existence, but you will find no salvation on this ring. Those that built this place knew what they wrought. Do not mistake their intent or all will perish as they did before.
Master Chief: This thing is right; Halo is a weapon. Your prophets are making a big mistake.
Arbiter: Your ignorance already destroyed one of the sacred rings, Demon. It shall not harm another!
Gravemind: If you will not hear the truth, then I will show it to you.
[to the Chief]
Gravemind: You will search one likely spot...
[to the Arbiter]
Gravemind: And you will search another. Fate may have placed us as foes, but this ring will make us brothers.

Cortana: The message just repeats: Regret. Regret. Regret.
Miranda Keyes: Catchy. Any idea what it means?
Sgt. Johnson: "Dear humanity, we regret being alien bastards, we regret coming to Earth, and we most definitely regret that the Corps just blew up our raggedy-ass fleet!"
Pilots: [along with Sgt. Johnson] Hoo-ah!

Sgt. Johnson: [if the Master Chief dies] Ha ha, very funny, Chief!
[pause]
Sgt. Johnson: Uh oh...

Master Chief: After I take care of Truth...
Cortana: Don't make a girl a promise if you know you can't keep it.

SpecOps Leader: When we joined the Covenant, we took an oath!
SpecOps Elites: According to our station! All without exception!
SpecOps Leader: On the blood of our fathers, on the blood of our sons, we swore to uphold the Covenant!
SpecOps Elites: Even to our dying breath!
SpecOps Leader: Those who would break this oath are heretics! Worthy of neither pity nor mercy!
SpecOps Elites: We shall grind them into dust!
SpecOps Leader: And continue our march to glorious salvation!
SpecOps Leader: This armor suits you, Arbiter. But it cannot hide that mark.
Arbiter: Nothing ever will.
SpecOps Leader: You are the Arbiter. The will of the Prophets. But these are my Elites. Their lives matter to me, yours does not.
Arbiter: That makes two of us.

Cortana: [before Master Chief jumps out the space station airlock with a bomb] Just one question: What if we miss?
Master Chief: I won't.

Cortana: [Sgt. Johnson delivers a Scorpion tank to Master Chief and Cortana] Thanks for the tank. *He* never gets me anything.
Sgt. Johnson: [mans a machine gun] Oh, I *know* what the ladies like.

Grunt #1: Me take off mask, smell better! But nooo, always have to fight on oxygen planet! How come enemies don't breathe methane?

Grunt: [walking to a dead enemy] This waste of ammo, but me no care.
[fires several rounds at corpse and laughs]

[first lines]
Arbiter: [standing before the heirarchs and the counsel] There was only one ship.
Prophet of Truth: One? Are you sure?
Arbiter: Yes. They called it the "Pillar of Autumn".
Prophet of Mercy: Why was it not destroyed with the rest of their fleet?
Arbiter: It fled as we set fire to their planet. I followed with all the ships in my command.
Prophet of Regret: When you first saw Halo, were you blinded by its magesty?
Arbiter: Blinded?
Prophet of Regret: Paralyzed? Dumbstruck?
Arbiter: No!
Prophet of Regret: Yet the humans were able to evade your ships, land on the sacred ring, and descrate it with their filty footsteps!
Arbiter: Noble hierarchs, surely you understand that once the parasite attacked...
[crowd uproars]
Prophet of Mercy: There will be order in this counsel!
Prophet of Truth: [gestures the crowd to be silent] You were right to focus your attention on The Flood, but this Demon? This Master Chief?
Arbiter: By the time I learned of the Demon's intent, there was nothing I could do!
[crowd uproars again]
Prophet of Regret: [whispering] Prophet of Truth, this has gone on long enough! Make an example of this bungler! The Counsel demands it!
Prophet of Truth: [to the Arbiter] You are one of our most treasured instruments. Long have you lead your fleet with honor and distinction. But, your inability to safeguard Halo was a colossal failure.
Counselman: Nay! It was heresy!
[crowd uproars intensely]
Arbiter: I will continue my campaign against the humans!
Prophet of Truth: No, you will not.
[signals the Honor Guards to take him away]
Prophet of Truth: The Great Journey is about to begin. But when it does, the weight of your heresy will stay your feet... and you shall be left behind.

Cortana: You look nice.
Master Chief, Sgt. Johnson: Thank you.
[they look to each other]

Elite: Wort wort wort!

Master Chief: Sir, request permission to leave the station.
Lord Hood: For what purpose, Master Chief?
Master Chief: To give the Covenant back their bomb.
Lord Hood: Permission granted.

Prophet of Truth: There are those who said this day would never come. What have they to say now?

Sgt. Johnson: Where's the rest of your platoon?
Marine: Wasted, Sarge.
Marine: Which we will be too, sir! If we don't get the hell out of here!
Sgt. Johnson: You hit, Marine?
Marine: No, sir...
Sgt. Johnson: Then listen up! You had the chance to be afraid before you joined my beloved corps! But to guide you back to the true path, I've brought this motivational device!
[indicates Scorpion Tank]
Sgt. Johnson: Our big green style cannot be defeated!

Master Chief: I need a weapon.

Grunt: [door opens to many enemies] Arbiter go first, ha ha.

Grunt: [to the Arbiter] Please, no hurt! Me like Elites. Brutes stinky bad bad. Me stay here, make sure no Brutes come behind mighty Arbiter. Heh, heh... Eh?

Sgt. Johnson: Don't they teach you kids to SWEAR in basic anymore?

Grunt #1: [the Special Ops team enters an area that shows signs of Flood infestation] Me have bad feeling about this...
Grunt #2: You ALWAYS have bad feeling! You had bad feeling about morning food nipple!
Elite: Close your jaws or I shall bind them shut!

Sgt. Johnson: [when aiming at Sgt. Johnson] I know I'm pretty, but we gotta get to work!

Sgt. Johnson: [if you give him a weaker weapon] I thought we were friends!

Sgt. Johnson: [shooting him as Master Chief] Clean your visor, jackass!

Marine: [Firing at a Scarab to no avail. It steps over all the marines] That thing is really starting to PISS ME OFF!

Marine: [during a fire-fight] Have we tried reasoning with them?

Marine: Dear Sarge, having a lovely time kicking ass in outer space - wish you were here!
Sgt. Johnson: [over intercom] I heard that, Jackass!

Tartarus: [bringing the soon to be Arbiter to the Prophets] Noble Prophets of Truth and Mercy, I have brought the incompetent.
Prophet of Truth: You may leave, Tartarus.
Tartarus: But...
Prophet of Truth: And take your Brutes with you.
Tartarus: [disappointed] Release the prisoner.
[leaves]
Prophet of Truth: The Council decided to have you hung by your entrails, and your corpse paraded through the city. But ultimately, the terms of your execution are up to me.
Arbiter: I am already dead.
Prophet of Truth: Indeed. Do you know where we are?
Arbiter: The Mausoleum of the Arbiter.
Prophet of Truth: Yes. Here lies the vanguard of the Great Journey. Each Arbiter, created and consumed in times of extraordinary crisis.
Prophet of Mercy: The Taming of the Hunters, the Grunt Rebellion, were it not for the Arbiters, the Covenant would have fallen long ago!
Arbiter: Even on my knees, I do not belong in their presence...
Prophet of Truth: Halo's destruction was your error, and you rightly bear the blame. But the Council was, overzealous. We know you are no heretic. THIS is the TRUE face of heresy.
[indicating hologram]
Prophet of Truth: One who would subdue our faith, and induce rebellion within the High Council.
Heretic Leader: Our Prophets are FALSE! Open your eyes, my brothers! They would use the faith of our forefathers to bring ruin to us all! The Great Journey is...
Prophet of Truth: This Heretic, and those who follow him, must be silenced.
Arbiter: What use am I now? I can no longer command ships, lead troops into battle...
Prophet of Truth: Not as you are, no. But become the Arbiter, and you shall be set free of this heresy with our blessing.
[large case holding Arbiter's armour descends and opens]
Arbiter: What of the council?
Prophet of Mercy: The tasks you will take as the Arbiter are perilous, suicidal. You will DIE. As each Arbiter before you has died. The Council will have their corpse.
Arbiter: [walks to Arbiter armour, puts on helmet, and turns to Prophets] What would you have your Arbiter do?

Tartarus: [after the Arbiter captures the Index, Keyes, and Sgt. Johnson] Excellent work, Arbiter! The hierarchs will be pleased!
Arbiter: The icon is my responsibility.
Tartarus: *Was* your responsibility. Now, it is mine. A bloody fate awaits you and the rest of your incompetent race, and I, Tartarus, chieftain of the Brutes, will see to it.
Arbiter: When the Prophets learn of this, they will take your head!
Tartarus: When they learn? Ha ha ha ha ha ha! Fool! They ordered me to do it.

Cortana: Wait! Stop! That's what I thought he said!
Master Chief: What?
Cortana: That Prophet, he's going to activate Halo!
Master Chief: Are you sure?
Prophet of Regret: [Cortana playing back the Prophet's comments] I shall light this holy ring, release it's cleansing flame, and burn a path into the divine beyond!
Cortana: Pretty much.

Heretic Leader: I wondered whom the Prophets would send to silence me. An Arbiter! I'm flattered.
SpecOps Leader: He's using a holodrone. He must be close! Come out so we may kill you!
Heretic Leader: Hahahahahahaha... get in line.

Cortana: I know what you're thinking, and it's crazy.
Master Chief: So, stay here.
Cortana: Unfortunately for us both, I like crazy.

Marine Sergeant: Did I give you permission to bitch, soldier?

Marine: Okay, purple hearts for everybody!

Gravemind: Silence fills the empty grave, now that I have gone. But my mind is not at rest, for questions linger on. I will ask, and you will answer.
Cortana: All right. Shoot.

SpecOps Leader: [to Arbiter] You are the Arbiter, the will of the Prophets. But these are my Elites, their lives matter to me - yours does not.
Arbiter: That makes two of us.

Sgt. Johnson: [giving him a stronger weapon] I can't take this!
[pause]
Sgt. Johnson: Yes, I can.