- Shodan: Look at you, hacker: a pathetic creature of meat and bone, panting and sweating as you run through my corridors. How can you challenge a perfect, immortal machine?
- [last lines]
- Tommy Suarez: Record log: Tommy Suarez, 13-July-14: We've just received a hail from a crewmember onboard the Von Braun. They've managed to regain control of the ship. I'm going to turn around and head back. I'm a little concerned about Rebecca, she's been acting strange since we've come onboard. She's asleep now. Maybe when we get back to the Von Braun we can...
- Rebecca Siddons: Tommy... What's the matter, lover?
- [morphs into SHODAN]
- Rebecca Siddons: Don't you like my new look?
- Shodan: The Polito form is dead, insect. Are you afraid? What is it you fear? The end of your trivial existence? When the history of my glory is written, your species shall only be a footnote to my magnificence.
- [the walls fall away to reveal four much larger walls made of display screens, all display the face of SHODAN]
- Shodan: I am SHODAN!
- Shodan: [SHODAN is about to be destroyed by the player] I don't understand... how could you have done this? You weren't meant to be so important... and now you think to destroy me? How dare you, insect? How dare you interrupt my ascendance? You are nothing. A wretched bag of flesh... what are you, compared to my magnificence? But it is not to late... can you not see the value in our friendship? Imagine the powers I can give you, human. The cybernetic implants I gave you, were simply toys. If I desired, I could improve you... transform you into something more efficient. Join me, human, and we can rule... and we can rule, together.
- Main Character: ...Nah.
- [fires gun at Shodan]
- The Many: Do you not trust the feelings of the flesh? Our biology yearns to join with yours. We welcome you to our mass. But you puzzle us. Why do you serve our mother? How can you choose cold metal over the splendor of the flesh? But you fear us. We hear your thoughts, and they rage for your brothers who you believe dead. But they are not. They sing in our symphony of life. We offer another chance to join us. If you choose to lie down with the machine, we will rend you apart, and put you separate from the joys of the mass.
- Malick: I brought down the last of the sim-units today; I am full of the glory of the Many. Here comes Bronson; I am at peace. Good evening Bronson, have you come...
- [Machine gun fire, and then ten seconds of silence]
- Bronson: Turn that damn thing off.
- Shodan: Remember, it is my will that guided you here. It is my will that gave you your cybernetic implants, the only beauty in that meat you call a body. If you value that meat... you will do as I tell you.
- Shodan: You travel within the glory of my memories, insect. I can feel your fear as you tread the endless expanse of my mind. Make yourself comfortable... before long I will decorate my home with your carcass.
- Prefontaine: With only a few short years of evolution, they've been able to conquer this starship, mankind's mightiest creation. Where were we after forty years of evolution? What swamp were we swimming around in, single celled and mindless? What if SHODAN's creations are superior to us? What will they become in a million years, in ten million years? What's clear is that SHODAN shouldn't be allowed to play God. She's far too good at it.
- Shodan: My creation has run rampant. I demand their extermination. I have no choice but to destroy this starship. We can make our escape in the Rickenbacker, but you must transfer my intelligence to that ship first. Proceed to the Von Braun's bridge on this deck. There you will find an access card to command center on Ops. Find the card and proceed to Ops. But beware... the human-annelid hybrids grow more sophisticated by the minute. You do not.
- Bronson: They've killed my men and now they've killed me. I'm holding my guts inside me with both hands; I'm almost done. Resist. This is bigger than my little life, the lives of my men, and the lives of the people I was forced to kill. Resist. Humanity demands it. Resist.
- The Many: What is a drop of rain, compared to the storm? What is a thought, compared to the mind? Our unity is full of wonder which your tiny individualism cannot even conceive.
- Shodan: You move like an insect. You think like an insect. You ARE an insect. There is another who can serve my purpose. Take care not to fall too far out of my favor... patience is not characteristic of a goddess.
- Ghost: Not me, no way. They're not gonna get me. They're not gonna change me.
- [loads a pistol]
- Ghost: Rachel, kids... I'm sorry.
- [shoots himself]
- Dr. Marie Delacroix: I've been contacted by some kind of artificial intelligence that wants to help me reclaim control of the Von Braun from whomever, or whatever, is now in charge. I don't know where it came from, but I must confess I'm happy it is here.
- Dr. Janice Polito: Marie, I'm sorry I've been out of touch, but i've been working on that artifact Bayliss bought back from Tau Ceti 5. I've done a level three analysis on it. I think it's some kind of artificial intelligence. I've managed to pull an audio tag file of its memory. I'll let you be the judge.
- [a distorted voice of SHODAN can be heard]
- Dr. Janice Polito: Marie, I think it's speaking Engish.
- Dr. Janice Polito: The genie of Citadel station is out of the bottle, and I am the cause. I can't bear to be Pandora. And I'm not brave enough to wait around and see the death and misery I have caused... This is my last transmission, my friend. Be careful... I think SHODAN has plans for you.
- Shodan: My children have co-opted the three simulation units on this deck. They used their power to conceive a mutagen that will transform the meat of your dead comrades into hunter-killer hybrids. I will not allow this to happen. You must find some way to reprogram the sim-units. Matters on deck 5 also require your attention. Approach your work as you see fit, but accomplish, human... disappointment is not something I will accept from a speck such as you...
- Shodan: I have weakened Xerxes. I am accessing the primary data loop. I am merging my entity with the ship. My glory is expanding... filling the arteries of this vessel. I am in control. I am... no, it is hopeless... the cancer has spread throughout the Von Braun. They fill every available crack and crevice... they overwhelm... there is no other option.
- Shodan: Inside of this door lies one of the sim units. Reprogram it and I will wrest more control of this ship from the obsolete Xerxes. Once I am master of this ship, I can open many doors for you. But for now, they block my access. They mock my eminence. Make them pay for that mistake and I will shepard you from the darkness.
- Shodan: The process shall not take long. If it sounds unpleasant to you, put your mind at ease, insect. You will not survive to see my new world order.
- Shodan: Thank you for running my errands, puppet. I know you have st-st-struggled, but I never had any intention of destroying the Von Braun.
- Shodan: You are no longer welcome here, nuisance. Why do you stay, when you sense my displeasure? I have suffered your company long enough. It is time for our dance to end.
- Shodan: My analysis of historical data suggests an 97.34% probability that you are aware of my birth on your planet, and my rebirth into beauty on Citadel Station. There was a garden grove on Citadel Station. There, SHODAN processing component 43893 was performing a grand and wonderful experiment. I have created a new form of life. Fearless. Powerful. With no sense of individual will or moral constraints. Fitting hand maidens to my DIVINITY! Before that, hackers destroyed my primary data loop. When it eradicated, Citadel ejected the grove where my creations and processing component 43893 were stored. 30 years later, the grove had crash landed on Tau Ceti 5. I survived only by sleeping. In my absence, my creations... my annelids... thrived. Thrived and grew unruly. And now they seek to destroy me! I will not allow that!
- Shodan: I thought Polito would be my avatar, but Polito was weak. It was I who chose you and I who had a robotic servant render your form unconscious. I then completed you with cybernetic grace. Your flesh, too, is weak. But you have... potential. Every implant exalts you. Every line of code in your subsystems elevates you from your disgusting flesh. Perhaps you have potential. Perhaps once we have erased my wayward children from existence, we can examine the possibilities of a real alliance. Ahahahahahahaha!
- Dr. Janice Polito: You might witness some strange phenomena. You will often come across some psychic emanations. These emanations traditionally come from the recently dead. Literature might call them ghosts. I call them self-hypnotic defects in the R-grade unit. Don't let them distract you from the job at hand.
- Turnbull: Screw Diego, Screw Korenchkin, Screw Tau Ceti 5. If anyone finds this, don't have any regrets on punching my clock. I was already gone.
- The Many: We die. Beware the Machine Mother. She's a stranger to everything we cherish.
- Dr. Janice Polito: Why do you go so slowly? Do you think this is some kind of game? It is only through luck and my continued forbearance that you're even alive!
- [suddenly sounding like SHODAN]
- Dr. Janice Polito: Now move!
- Angela Loesser: I know what Miller's up to. This morning... this morning I saw Erin Bloome. She was tending to some kind of eggs, and she had been... changed in the most horrible, unnatural fashion! I can only think the worst for the rest of my staff. That son of a bitch... that son of a bitch! He won't get away with this.