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.

True love comes to die in Night City. Husbands cheat on wives - wives cheat on husbands. Then they divorce and talk behind each other's backs.

Once upon a time, people were talking to graves and nobody batted an eyelid, right?

V: Don't look like your typical Chinese chef...
Keisuke: And you don't look like a typical fuckin' customer.