"We are just one ship… and an old one at that. But here we are. Thirty years past what anyone could ask of us. Our war is gone. The lives we had are gone. The worlds we knew have moved on. And now, all that we may have left are those standing beside us and the duty that defines us – battle after battle, fighting side-by-side together. Where you see half a crew, Isabel, I see family, courage, and a thousand heroes who swore to fight their way through hell before they’d ever turn their backs and run. And where you see one old ship… I see home. And that is always worth fighting for! If we don’t stop Atriox now, we leave the galaxy at the mercy of a monster. So no, Isabel. We won’t be running anywhere today."

"Yes, run... little demons. Hunt them down. Find out where they came from. And bring me back anything... useful."

"Captain. Your troops fight with a tenacity that almost matches my Jiralhanae brothers. I'm impressed. You and I are survivors. I respect that, so I offer you a boon: Take your troops, take your ship, leave now and I will not hunt you down."

"John DiMaggio as Atriox"

"I am the Arbiter!"

"My face will be the last thing your pathetic eyes ever see."

"Aye sir, crazy mystery trip to Arcadia plotted in."

"Captain's report, February 4th, 2531. Five years, five long years. That's how long it took us to get Harvest back. At first it was going well. Then setback after setback, loss after loss, made what was going to be a quick and decisive win into five years of Hell. Of course, that's all Harvest really is today. It's Hell down there, but now it's ours again."

"Robin Atkin Downes as Prophet of Regret"

"David Sobolov as Arbiter"

"Recalling surface squads so we can all die together, Aye sir!"

"That's what were here to find out. We are to bring Alpha Base up to operational status and take control of that site."

"The Journey awaits."

"If I must."

"On my way."