V: What's it like for an AI in a world that runs on grey matter?
Delamain: Nothing extraordinary. It's a complex environment that follows its own set of rules.
V: Seriously? Term I was lookin' for was "chaotic clusterfuck".

Speaking of harm's way. Know what I see lookin' at you? Walking, talking corpses.

V: Guess I meant, I dunno... a happier ending... for everyone involved.
Johnny: Here, for folks like us? Wrong city, wrong people.

Johnny: Sit and rest. Don't need you flatlinin' while we got a job to do.
V: Blah blah blah, fuck Arasaka, blah blah, smash Mikoshi.

V: Bug, could at least try to be... nice.
T-Bug: You want nice, supportive? Call a damn helpline.