This place was like Baghdad with g-strings.

Do you think love can bloom, even on a battlefield?

Did I ever tell you the definition of insanity?

You monster!

I don’t have time to explain why I don’t have time to explain.

“Wake up Mr Freeman, Wake up and.. Smell the Ashes.”

I never asked for this.

Well done. Here are the test results: You are a horrible person. I’m serious, that’s what it says: “A horrible person.”

Do a barrel roll!

Look behind you, a Three-Headed Monkey!

“A man chooses, a slave obeys.”

“That was too close, you were almost a Jill sandwich.”

“I had a permanent constipated grimace on my face. I was revenge personified.”

“We all make choices, but in the end, our choices… make… us.”

I don’t need an army, I’ve got a Krogan

“The right man in the wrong place can make all the difference in the world.”

I’m looking for a place where sailors hang out.

You have died of dysentery.

I’m the monster in the closet.

Nothing is true, everything is permitted.

In a world without gold, we could have been heroes.

Rise if you would. For that is our curse.

May you find your worth in the waking world.

Look at you, soaring through the air like an eagle… piloting a blimp.

The cake is a lie!!!

Whenever I smell asphalt, I think of Maureen…

“Who wants toast?”

Hard to see big picture behind the pile of corpses.

This town had more smoke and mirrors than a strip club locker room.

“War… War never changes!”

I’d been sitting at the bar for three hours, or five years depending on the way you looked at things.

“Would you kindly…”

Like all the bad things in my life, it started with the death of a woman.

It’s fear that gives men wings!

Clickity click click. Right on the money. Shootin’ blanks every time. All the time.

Stay a while and listen.

That reminds me of the first shotgun I got when I was a kid, I was the happiest 4 year old in the county.

You Died!

“Nothing is true, everything is permitted.”

Thank you Mario! But our Princess is in another castle!

And so our story begins.

“Prepare for unforeseen consequences.”

You spoony bard!

Oh. Hi. So. How are you holding up? BECAUSE I’M A POTATO.

I’ll relinquish one bullet. Where do you want it?

I’m no hero. Never was, never will be. I’m just an old killer, hired to do some wet work.

You are all things, Revan… and yet you are nothing. In the end, you belong to neither the light nor the darkness. You will forever stand alone.

It’s like pornography or the perfect turd, I can’t describe it, but I’ll know it when I see it.

You know I never really thought about it, Rico but there’s a difference between you LOOK and you SEE. You look at Medici, she’s beautiful. She’s a jewel in the sun. But you see Medici, she’s completely rotten.

It’s not the fall that kills you, it’s the sudden stop at the bottom.

I pooped right where you’re standing.

Look behind you!

Life, dreams, hope, where do they come from? And where do they go? Such meaningless things, I’ll destroy them all!

Go for the eyes, Boo. Go for the eyes.

I gotta go meditate. Or masturbate. Or both.

I uh, don’t have any bullets. You gonna give me bullets? Are there bullets up there? Where do I get my gun?

Your face, your ass – what’s the difference?

I was an adventurer like you, then I took an arrow in the knee.