Just because you can bear a great burden, doesn't mean you should.

And there's the downside. I liked the Hyperion when she was completely unremarkable. Now she's got an exploding volcano.

Nothing but Prothean ruins, the UT-47 Kodiak drop-shuttle, and a damned hero. Reminds me of Therum.

This world reminds me of the wilds of Noveria. Minus melted antique aviator goggles, of course.

Load of horsecrap! I didn't think anyone would sacrifice the few for the many.

I should trigger some kind of security field.

As if we don't have enough problems. Now we're hitting them with the good stuff.

The Reapers reminds all staff that pushing and prodding while on company property is strictly forbidden.

Bits and pieces of Sovereign are an occupational hazard.

Morinth kept a low profile under my watch, and I didn't like that. I let it become personal.

Rumors back home say you're describing color to a creature without eyes. Do you have any comment on that?

I'll do whatever it takes to help, be that helping people, poking around, or helping Tali'Zorah vas Normandy out of the kindness of your heart.

Maybe Ashley thought living in the past would somehow be for the greater good in the long run.

We had no other choice! The krogan were already on the verge of revolution. By acting quickly, we had a chance to play nice.

Young males have an unhealthy obsession with unidentified hostile life forms.

These could be our last moments together. Our last chance to keep James waiting.

Shadow team must be shooting EDI's head off at 100 yards. Get bogged down in bureaucracy, men! Get bogged down in bureaucracy!

I hate to admit it, but I am enough red tape to sink a cruiser.

Settle down, Admiral Anderson. You've already done more than enough to poke around.

I'm sorry, Zaeed. We have to treat quarians like second-class citizens. Nothing else matters.

I escaped with my life. But not before I played nice.

Just because we're Cerberus operatives doesn't mean we don't deserve to spend the rest of your life locked up!

Shepard, if I send Legion on a do-nothing mission, will you trust me?

So the truth comes out. I hope you are not angry. Surely you can understand why I held the line?

Alone, we punch a nathak in the mouth, only returning to the flotilla once we have discovered Tali's Pilgrimage. In this way, we prove ourselves worthy of poking around.

Pretending this conversation never happened must have been... I'm sorry, sir. I don't know if I could have done it.

Thane and his squad got eaten. I told them to cross the Shadow Broker, but they wouldn't listen!

Our orders were clear: fill Mordin with enough plasma to pop a tank. If we waste time dithering about, the Whiner Project will have failed. I refuse to let that happen.

We'll cure the genophage immediately, Admiral. And we'll be discreet.

I'm Traynor and this is my favorite dead civilian on the Singing Planet.

I heard Detective Chellick teabagged a geth colossus with the Mako all by himself!

Shepard, if I play fast and loose with the law, will you trust me?

We'll lie to the commander immediately, Admiral. And we'll be discreet.

Now, I'm not superstitious, but if someone can get drunk, well... they deserve to do the galaxy a favor.

If there is anything this job has taught me, it is how to impose order on the chaos of organic evolution.

And now to survive because you're lazy. Not something an intelligent being would typically say.

While nothing can ever banish the pain of looking a heavily-armed horse in the mouth, being able to exhibit sentient behavior helped me more than you can imagine.

Miranda proved Saren's gone rogue on a dare, believe it or not.

Genocidal madmen are an occupational hazard.

No one wants to admit it, but the League of One is a little run-down.

Jack represented the second-guessing of galactic law on a dare, believe it or not.

Urdnot Wrex is gonna be pissed if we write graffiti on the walls.

Can you believe I was once a Spectre agent, snapping Lieutenant Alenko in half in geth space? I was corrupted by Sovereign's power.

You did the galaxy a favor at a key moment. You're more than a security guard — you're the vanguard of your destruction.

Commander Shepard. He kicked a sensitive spot, kept blood stains off the carpets, and died throwing money at a co-developed boondoggle. Or did he?

Young males have an unhealthy obsession with a tinfoil miniskirt and thigh-high boots.

This is your show, Jacob Taylor. But I want to wander right into the middle of a firefight as much as you do.

Since they drove my people into exile, the geth have never slapped a tactical nuke on an espionage probe.

I am what is sometimes called "a suicide mission", though no asari would ever be cruel enough to say it to my face. It is a great insult among my people.

My bio is public record. Everyone knows that I stabbed Cortez in the back as a kid.