"[after the player destroys all the signal relays] Insubordination! Severance package cancelled! Benefits... Benefits rescinded...I...I... ‘’[bot is destroyed]’’"

"[after defeating the Big Daddy] Still a winner, Delta! The tour was never the same without you! And to think, you were so spliced, you couldn’t stand when we stuffed you into that getup! The Fontaine Family Retirement Plan suits you to a tee, my boy!"

"A round of applause, please, for Subject Delta and the power of Plasmids! [an Alpha Series Big Daddy is heard roaring] Oh dear, Subject Delta! It looks like you’ve upstaged a fellow demonstrator, and he’s here to steal the show! What will Delta do now, folks?"

"Ladies and Gentlemen... Fontaine Futuristics invites you to shed your scepticism, evolve your expectations and dissolve your doubt… As we unveil the revolutionary power of our Home Defense Plasmid Series!"

"Where is you initiative, Delta? Why, in the old days, your antics never failed to amuse! Admittedly, this audience is lacking in joie de vivre, but see if you can’t liven them up."

"ADAM, Delta! One little jab in the arm, and even a hopeless under performer can be employee of the month! Why, you should know. Look around… Is any of this... Familiar? [a gate rolls up next to the player, revealing a stage and a row of seats] The Rapture consumer is indebted to you, my boy! We ironed kink after kink out of our domestic Plasmid line you, right here... Well, let’s see if you’re staying competitive. Step on up and take the spotlight!"

"I know what you're up to. You're after my job, aren't you? With your background? Ha! Do you know what class of person we chose for the Alpha Series? Criminals, Delta. You'll be laughed out of the board room! Out of the city!"

"I’m very disappointed in you, Delta... Destruction of a Fontaine asset is punishable by summary dismissal! Shall I simplify that for you? Fired! Fired! FIRED!"

"Don’t you dare touch that signal relay, Delta... Its value is ten times your own!"

"Delta... you’re dawdling. The security office is well above your pay grade. If you’re so keen to help, the restrooms need a good scrub. Here’s a clerk or two to help you along!"

"[singing to jam voice lock] WHEN YOU’RE DOWN IN THE MOUTH AND LIFE’S A PAIN, WEATHERMAN SAYS "HEAVY RAIN"! A LITTLE BOOST IS ALL YOU NEED, AVERAGE JOE TO HERCULES – STRONGER ARM AND SHARPER BRAIN, THAT’S WHY THE FUTURE IS FONTAINE! [laughs manically]"

"I heard that! My likeness is company property, Delta, just like you are. Don’t make me strip you for parts, me laddo!"

"What’s this? My secretary vouches for you! Delta, eh... You’re one of our old Protectors, yes? You’re a fine product, Delta! Yes, fine product. Built to last. Say, don’t look now, but I believe one of your old colleagues wants to welcome you back to the office!"

"[spots the player] Oho! Come back to line your pockets with more Fontaine ingenuity, have you? Understand, sir, that I am the body corporate! Understand, sir, that I am Alex the Great! A company is an organism, my friend — and I can piss you right back out into the ocean, with just a little squeeze..."

"i hope that is distrcutve of you"

"DISMISSED FIRED AND TERMATED"

"oh now it remembers too late my friend TOO LATE"

"mr A? IM YOUR IMPLOYER BOY what is my name"

"He’s STEALING office supplies, the cheeky little bugger! Company ADAM, from company stock — I saw him jab it into his arm! Search him!"

"It is done. The sample disposal button on the panel in front of you will administer a massive jolt of electricity to the tank, more than enough to kill me. Whatever I may say to dissuade you, do not listen. The man whose voice you hear now is long gone. As my mind fades, I find my thoughts turn to the suffering that Eleanor will be made to endure, and I am overcome with pity. But I can only offer my feeble prayers. Perhaps after my death, you can do more. Now please... I ask that you grant me peace. Goodbye, my friend, and thank you."

"Sofia and I knew that to create the first true Utopian would come at a high cost, my friend. We needed someone to be host to all that ADAM... Rapture’s finest minds. A willing subject. That is to say... Myself. [the lights turn on, a glimpse of a grotesque creature can be seen inside the tank as Alex the Great screams in pain] Whatever you may have seen inside the tank, that was indeed me. I fear the fate of Eleanor Lamb will be less physical, but no less grotesque. This tank for deep sea life is the ideal way to... to dispose of me. But first, you must retrieve enough ADAM-infused plant life to lure me out. The slugs feed on the stuff, and it’s... All I seem to want now. I have left a sample here so you know what to look for."

"I’m afraid the lights in here sting my eyes terribly now. Until you arrive to deal with me, they will remain off. Please, locate the breakers and flip them, and then return here to restore power."

"Hello again. I must assume by now that you’re willing to help end my life. In exchange, I have prepared a friendly security escort for you. Ah, now... There’s a switch in here which will allow you access to the real laboratories, where... Where what’s left of me awaits you. Please — use it."

"[presentation recording] Thanks to new Plasmid technologies being developed here at Fontaine Futuristics, anything is possible: the power of the Gods is yours. All of our procedures are quick, painless, and safe."

"Hello again. I... I have been exposed to a massive dose of substance ADAM. By the time you hear this, I will have armed this facility’s defenses en masse. You, my friend, must therefore penetrate them... And... Kill me. Please believe that if I could have done it myself... Ah... And on that cheery note, you may use the diary lying near this screen to bypass the vocal print locks ahead and enter the security office. The password is... “Agnus Dei.”"

"October 9th, 1967. Hello. [clears throat] My name is Gilbert Alexander, and by the time you hear this, I will be clinically insane. I-I am recording these diaries in advance, as a... Last-ditch effort to assist anyone I might... Threaten... In, in dealing with me. My next message awaits you beyond the security checkpoint. The bio-scan will ensure that you're sane enough to need it."

"[upon discovering Lamb knew of his betrayal] Sweet Jesus... Lamb knew...? And she just let me hang myself out to... Oh god... Now-now-now c'mon pal, the train's ready, just... Just let me live!"

"[after saving or harvesting the last Little Sister in the level] That's it! Now all that old dirt stays underground, and Lamb'll be none the wiser! Hey, come on back. I've unlocked the train for ya! But remember, if Lamb catches ya, mum's the word."

"[after saving or harvesting the second Little Sister in Dionysus Park] Now, you were just a deep sea explorer with iron cojones, pal... the public gave ya the nickname. But Ryan was sure you were a spook. So his people locked you up... erased your damn name! Goodbye Johnny Topside – hello Subject Delta."

"[after the player either saves or harvests the first Little Sister in Dionysus Park] "Subject Delta"'s just a serial number, amigo. I did a lot of diggin' on you for a feature once. They used to call you "Johnny Topside" — found the city all on your own in a divin' bell... real shame what they did to ya."

"Okay. So, dead men tell no tales, right? Wrong. See, with ADAM involved, every stiff's got a story — and Lamb knows how to read it. If that stuff makes it back to her, I'm an obituary. So I want you to take the story of Dionysus Park... And bury it. Get rid of the Little Sisters for me... your way. Do that, and I'll unlock the station here. Scout's honor."

"Now that — see: Lamb knows you're here, but I'm incognito. Thing is, since you've drained out the Park, the Little Sisters are already startin' to, uh, nose around, lookin' for ADAM. And, uh, heh... I can't have that."

"Well, hello, boys! The name's Stan Poole — Rapture Tribune. Quality paper... Before the locals stopped readin' and started findin' uh... Other uses for it... Anyways, I'm looking to cut a deal here, fellas. Come by the train station, I'm here in the booth."

"But the Beast is upon us, children. It wears a hide of iron, and its hands are Death and Change. It would seize the Child from us, and with her, Paradise itself! Be ye soldier of the ground, or angel of the sky, ye must stand fast… and send it howling back to hell!"

"Eleanor Lamb is our salvation, demon... You shall not rob us of our final reward!"

"Your sin itself marches to meet you, Beast — and its name is Legion!"

"Know this, Beast... Daniel's body may go cold... But his soul rests with the child of the Lamb. You shall roast and blacken in the pit, and it'll be a grieving brother sends you there..."

"The Beast of Ryan lives! Gather the Family!"

"Hear me, O ye who would murder the Lamb of God! Ye shall never reach her garden! [blows up train with a torpedo]"

"I've got the maddening notion that I owe you my life, stranger... Such as it is. I'm sending you a care package to the Pneumo along the way. I'd appreciate it if you didn't tell Doctor Lamb."

"Well, sir — I don't know what to call you now. You've done more than just spare my life, you've opened by eyes. I need to put a few questions to Doctor Lamb."

"I know that Doctor Lamb is no liar, but she's got to be wrong about you. It doesn't seem right now, letting you walk into that bush whack waiting outside. I can't call off the Family, but I can whisper a bit and improve your odds."

"You had me under a gun... Yet you just walk away? No monster alive turns the other cheek. No monster does that. A thinkin’ man does that..."

"To hell with you then! Go on!"

"[Note: the following quotes are spoken if the player chooses to spare her]"