"Good evening, troops! This is General J with a quick update on what's going down here in Arkham City. As you can see, I'm looking much better. In fact... Ohhhh. I think I'm looking better than ever. Ha! Oh, I can hear you all now: "How did this happen?" "Can I get me some of that crazy cure?!" "I want answers, damn it! Now!" Well, here's the thing. Answers don't give you everlasting satisfaction. Sometimes you need to brace yourself for disappointment. Think about it. Imagine your favorite TV show. You've been through it all. The ups, the downs, the crazy coincidences, and then: Bang! They tell you what it's all about. Would you be happy? Does it make sense? How come it all ended in a church? You guys just need to know one simple thing. I'm back. Back for good! Now arm yourselves, boys. We've got a prison break to plan. No hostages. No surrender. Oh, I know. It sounds like suicide, but listen. Whatever happens. I'll be right behind you."

"[after dodging a sniper bullet] This place is dangerous... I like it!"

"Sorry to disappoint you boys. It's just little ol' me."

"[at the Riddler's door] Do you ever learn, Eddie? I'm not interested in your silly little games."

"[at Mister Zsasz's door] Oof, no way am I going in there. Of all the people in Arkham City, Mister Zsasz gives me the creeps."

"How does it feel, Wayne, to stand on the very stones that ran with your parents' blood? Do you feel sad? Full of rage? Or does that outfit help bury your feelings, hiding your true self? Oh, you are a truly extraordinary specimen. I look forward to breaking you..."

"I feel I should thank you. Capturing Bruce Wayne is so much easier than capturing Batman, and now that we have you, Protocol 10 is ready to commence. It will be my legacy. A monument to your failure. And if you try to stop me, I guarantee everyone will know your secret."

"You are mine, new inmates. Let me introduce myself: I am Professor Hugo Strange and I am in charge of the Arkham City Facility. Up until this point, you have shown total disregard for the law, for society, and yourself. From this moment on, you are no longer part of the society that you have shown no respect for. You have been separated from the good people of Gotham. By committing the actions that resulted in you being sent here, you have given up the right to a so-called normal life.""

"While in my custody, you will follow the rules of Arkham City to the letter. These rules ensure your continued well being. Rule 1: Do not approach the security wall surrounding the facility. Any attempt to approach the wall will be considered an act of escape and will be met with extreme force. Rule 2: All prisoners must surrender themselves for full psychiatric examination when requested. Failure to surrender will be met with extreme force followed by a level nine and ten psychiatric profiling. Rule 3: TYGER operatives have full jurisdiction in Arkham City. If for any reason a TYGER operative approaches or issues an order to you, you must immediately adopt a kneeling position and place both hands on the back of your head. Failure to adopt this position will be considered an aggressive response and will be met with extreme force. These rules are mandatory and by the power vested in me, by the people of Gotham City, lawful.""

"Arkham City provides regular food drops at designated points throughout the day. Food drops will only occur at these times and in these locations. Prisoners are responsible for ensuring that food is distributed fairly."

"Prisoners of Arkham City. You have given up your basic human rights because of your crimes against society. Gotham is a safer place without you. You are responsible for your own survival within this facility."

"All Arkham prisoners are responsible for their own care. Limited medical resources are available to all prisoners in the Arkham Medical Center."

"Citizens of Arkham. As I speak, there is a new inmate entering my facility. The more nostalgic among you will recognize him as Quincy Sharp, Mayor of Gotham, and failed Warden of Old Arkham Asylum. Please provide him with the welcome he deserves."

"Lower your weapons. Mr. Wayne will not be any trouble, will you, Mr. Wayne? The cuffs can stay on. We don't want to make things too easy for him."

"Stop right there, Batman! We need to talk, and I know you wouldn't be able to live with yourself if your actions caused this poor man to die... I have a question for you. Before my arrival, this city was drowning under a tide of filth. Had you ever considered that all this is your fault? Your presence creates these animals. Like germs they spread. You created the environment that allowed the germ to mutate, to become stronger. Look at the Joker. Would he even exist if not for you? It must be depressing: all your sacrifices and yet you are the one to blame! Oh, this is beautiful! We have at long last defeated the great Batman! Soon, I will take my rightful place at my Master's side... We will rule over this world... So thank you, Batman, for all your help... Now... KILL HIM!"

"As we move into the final stage of Protocol Ten, I would like to congratulate all TYGER forces on this wonderful achievement. As I look at the screens in front of me I can see that we are rapidly approaching fatalities of twenty-two percent. My projections show that within three hours, every single inmate of Arkham City will be dead and Protocol Ten will move into stage two. By the end of the month, new camps in Keystone and Metropolis will open; each modeled after Arkham City. You should all be proud of your part in this. We are the solution this world needs. We are the future."

"Within the hour, every single piece of criminal scum will burn, and then I will turn my attention to your allies. I will march to Wayne Manor, I will drag your faithful butler through the streets of Gotham and I will make him tell the world how you have failed. My Arkham City experiment is a success and you... you will kneel before me, begging for your life..."

"[Final words] Computer: Activate Protocol 11... Passcode: Wayne..."

"I will turn your blood to ice!"

"Death is cold, Batman."

"You will bring me Nora... or you will die!"

"Have you ever seen a flower die? Watched something that was once so beautiful, so full of life, collapse and rot from within?"

"I learn from my mistakes, Batman. Do you?"

"Had to be me. Someone else might have gotten it wrong."

"I MADE A MISTAKE!"

"[Sees krogan clans gathering for attack on Reaper] Multiple krogan. Problematic."

"[If convinced to not cure the genophage, requires dead Wrex and Eve] Thank you, Shepard. Too eager to atone. Would have compounded error. Glad you were here."

"[if he did not sing for Shepard in Mass Effect 2] Genophage cured. Krogan free. New beginning... for all of us. [console blows up]"

"[if he sang for Shepard in Mass Effect 2] My xeno-science studies range from urban to agrarian, I am the very model of a--[cut off by explosion]"

"Do you remember the question that caused the creators to attack us, Tali'Zorah? Does this unit have a soul?"

"[On the Reapers] We do not view the Old Machines as analogues to deities. However, we have gained perspective on why others would imbue them with those qualities."

"We do not experience fear as you would, but we have no desire to be exterminated."

"Hope sustains organics during periods of difficulty. We...admire the concept."

"Shepard-Commander, the geth only acted in defence after the Creators attacked. Do we deserve death?"

"Don't worry, Shepard. I only forget to recycle the Normandy's oxygen when I've discovered something truly interesting. [pause, Shepard is shocked] That is a joke."

"[From the EC 'Synthesis' Ending] I am alive. All of us, synthetic and organic, have been changed. The war is over, and the Reapers are helping to rebuild. Where once they threatened us with extinction, they now bring us the collective knowledge of the cultures that came before. As a galaxy, we can now live the lives we have wished for; taking our steps into a new and wonderful future, where organics and synthetics can coexist peacefully. With peace across the galaxy and unlimited access to knowledge, to recover the greatness that was lost, and surpass it. We will reclaim our worlds...and the stars. As the line between synthetic and organic disappears, we may transcend mortality itself, to reach a level of existence I cannot even imagine. And we will remember that this chance for a new life did not come without cost. No matter how far we advance, we will remember the sacrifices of those who made it possible. And we will remember Shepard. Because of him/her, I am alive, and I am not alone."

"Shepard, you're staring..."

"[to a shocked commitee of Alliance leaders asking what to do] The only thing we can do. We fight or we die!"

"That was a joke."

"This is loco!"

"Do you hear that hum? Is that just me?"

"Commander, didn't you tell Cerberus to go to hell after you destroyed the Collector Base?"

"[Seeing a Reaper Brute for the first time] Holy hell, what is that thing?!"

"[After seeing a rachni spore pod explode, which harms their shields] They explode? Really?!"