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".

V: Doesn't it bother you?
Ozob: What?
V: The grenade. You know, the one on your face?
Ozob: Eh, you get used to it. I just gotta be carefull not to pull the pin when I wanna pick my nose.

Corporations say the "new" Net is safe and secure - that they've learned from past mistakes. From up their ivory towers everything must look all nice and pretty... But they're wrong. The Net ist just a rusty car with a fresh coat of paint, a heap of dog shit spritzed with perfume.

Yeah, who needs creepy, nosy cab drivers when you've got a clean AI to get you from point A to point B in style?

You're either somebody or you fizzle out into nothin'. Night City don't let you choose.