Well, Gordon, I see your HEV Suit still fits you like a glove. At least, the glove parts do.

Man of few words, aren't you?

Great job, Gordon! Throwing that switch and all, I can see your MIT education really pays for itself.

Dr. Eli Vance: A-hem! Alyx, why don't you take Gordon along and give him some practice with the Gravity Gun?
Alyx Vance: Sure. C'mon, Gordon. Let's go have some fun.
Dr. Judith Mossman: The Zero Point Energy Field Manipulator is not a toy, Alyx.
Alyx Vance: Ugh, let's get outta here.

Welcome. Welcome, to City 17. You have chosen, or been chosen, to relocate to one of our finest remaining urban centers. I thought so much of City 17, that I elected to establish my administration, here, in the citadel, so thoughtfully provided by our benefactors. I am proud to call City 17 my home. And so, whether you are here to stay, or passing through to parts unknown, welcome, to City 17. It's safer here.

Never fear, Gordon, she's de-beaked and completely harmless. The worst she might do is attempt to couple with your head. Fruitlessly!

Rather than offer you the illusion of free choice, I will take the liberty of choosing for you... if and when your time comes round again. I do apologize for what must seem to you an arbitrary imposition, Dr. Freeman. I trust it will all make sense to you in the course of... well... I'm really not at liberty to say. In the meantime... this is where I get off.

Ordinarily, I wouldn't contemplate them... but these are extraordinary times.

Time, Dr. Freeman? Is it really that time again? It seems as if you only just arrived. You've done a great deal in a small time span. You've done so well, in fact, that I've received some interesting offers for your services.

Rise and shine, Mister Freeman. Rise and... shine. Not that I... wish to imply you have been sleeping on the job. No one is more deserving of a rest, and all the effort in the world would have gone to waste until... well, let's just say your hour has... come again.

The right man in the wrong place can make all the difference in the world. So, wake up, Mister Freeman. Wake up and... smell the ashes...

"Yeah, see I'll tell you what the alternative is. It's not that complicated. It's about one man and this gun versus another man. Sure, civilization may be dull, but the alternative, Mr. Marston, is hell."

God took a rest day on the 7th, but we don't! 7 days of work all the time!

The road to Hell is paved - by Argent energy.

Unlike everything else in your life, the work you do here matters!