Portal 2 (2011 Video Game)

Nolan North: Space Core, Fact Core, Adventure Core, Defective Turrets

Quotes 

• [last lines] 

  Space Core : [the Space Core is orbiting Wheatley; both are in space orbiting the Moon]  So much space. Need to see it all.

  Wheatley : I wish I could take it all back. I honestly do. I honestly do wish I could take it all back. And not just 'cause I'm stranded in space.

  Space Core : I'm in space.

  Wheatley : I know you are, mate! Yep, we're both in space.

  Space Core : SPAAAAACE!

  Wheatley : Anyway, you know, if I was ever to see her again, do you know what I'd say?

  Space Core : I'm in space.

  Wheatley : I'd say, "I'm sorry." Sincerely. I am sorry - I was bossy... and monstrous... And, I am genuinely sorry.

  Space Core : I'm in space.

  Wheatley : The end.

• Space Core : Dad! I'm in space!

  [low-pitched space voice] 

  Space Core : I'm proud of you, son.

  [normal voice] 

  Space Core : Dad, are you space?

  [low-pitched space voice] 

  Space Core : Yes, now we are a family again.

• Fact Core : Before the Wright Brothers invented the airplane, anyone wanting to fly anywhere was required to eat 200 pounds of helium.

• Fact Core : Marie Curie invented the theory of radioactivity, the treatment of radioactivity, and dying of radioactivity.

• Fact Core : During the Great Depression, the Tennessee Valley Authority outlawed pet rabbits, forcing many to hot glue-gun long ears onto their pet mice.

• Fact Core : The square root of rope is string.

• Adventure Core "Rick" : I'll tell ya, it's times like this I wish I had a waist so I could wear all my black belts. Yeah, I'm a black belt. In pretty much everything - karate, larate, jiu jitsu, kick punching, belt making, tae kwon do, bedroom.

• Wheatley : Ta da! Only the Turret Control Center, thank you very much.

  Announcer : [this announcer-turret cycle repeats continuously while Wheatley talks]  Template.

  Turret : Hello.

  [turret on conveyor belt is scanned and checked against the master turret in booth] 

  Announcer : Response.

  [turret on belt moves onward] 

  Wheatley : See that scanner right there?

  Announcer : [occasionally, a defective turret will come through]  Template.

  Defective Turret : Hello?

  Announcer : Response.

  [the defective turret is catapulted into a trash chute] 

  Defective Turret : Ah, come on!

  [or one of many other phrases] 

  Wheatley : It's deciding which turrets to keep and which to toss. And it's using that master template right there as a template. Now if we pull out the template turret, it will shut down the entire production line. Right, hmm... I'm gonna have to hack the door. So that we can get at it. Technical, um... You'll need to turn around while I do it. Turn around. I'll only be a second, if you wouldn't mind.

  [Chell turns around; a crashing sound is heard] 

  Wheatley : Done! Hacked!

  [the glass in the top half of the door has been smashed] 

  Wheatley : Okay, go on, just pull that other turret out.

  [Chell uses portals to get inside and remove the template turret] 

  Wheatley : Well, that should do it!

  Announcer : Template missing. Continuing from memory.

• Defective Turret : [Chell grabs a defective turret flying through the air to the trash chute]  Oh, thank god. You saved my bacon, pal. Where we going? Is this a jailbreak? I can't see a thing.

  [She brings it back to the Turret Control Center where Wheatley is waiting] 

  Wheatley : What do you have there? What are you-...

  [Chell places the defective turret on the scanner] 

  Wheatley : Oh, BRILLIANT! That's brilliant!

  Announcer : New template accepted.

  Wheatley : If we're lucky, she won't find out all her turrets are crap until it's too late.

  [laughs] 

  Wheatley : Classic.

• Adventure Core "Rick" : [to Chell]  Oh, hey. Hiya, pretty lady. Name's Rick. So, you out having yourself a little adventure?

• Defective Turrets : I can't see a thing! What just happened? Better open fire!

  [click click click click] 

  Defective Turrets : Dang.

  Defective Turrets : [being flung into the trash chute]  You can't fire me! I quiiiiiiit!

  Defective Turrets : So, we're all supposed to be blind now, right? Not just me? All right! Fantastic!

  Defective Turrets : I uh, don't have any bullets. You gonna give me bullets? Are there bullets up there? Where do I get my gun?

  Defective Turrets : Do we get some eyes at some point?

  Defective Turrets : Yeah, I am a bad man!

  Defective Turrets : Uh, blam! Blamblamblam! I'm not defective!

  Defective Turrets : Oh... no. I'm one of the bad ones, aren't I?

  Defective Turrets : Hey, squeaky voice, give me some of your bullets! Can I get some bullets here? Anyone got any bullets? Well, I tried.

  Defective Turrets : Clickity click click. Right on the money. Shootin' blanks every time. All the time.

  Defective Turrets : [high voice then normal]  Hello? HEELLO? Heh. Aw, crap.