Halo Quotations

Halo is a series of FPS video games available for the PC and Xbox. The first, Halo: Combat Evolved, was released November 14, 2001 in the United States and the sequel, Halo 2, was released in November 9, 2004. The series also includes four novels released in 2001, 2003 and 2006. Halo 3, the final in the series, was released on September 25th, 2007, and quickly became one of the fastest selling video games ever.

About Halo

"A hero need not speak. When he is gone, the world will speak for him"

"You are the last of your kind: bred for combat, built for war. You're the master of any weapon, pilot of any vehicle, and fear no enemy"

Halo: Combat Evolved

Cortana: A single Halcyon-class cruiser against a fleet of Covenant warships. With those odds, I'm content with three... make that four kills.

Cortana: Keep your head down! There's two of us in here now, remember?

Grunt [After being stuck with a plasma grenade]:"Can't! Run! With! Thing! On! Back!"

Sergeant Johnson: ... am I right, Marines!?

Marines: SIR, YES SIR!

Sergeant Johnson: Mmmhmm. Damn right I am. Now move it out! Double time!

Generic Marine: "My God, those things are even uglier when they're dead!"

Cortana: Sleep well?

Master Chief: No thanks to your driving, yes.

Cortana: So you did miss me.

Cortana: Now would be a VERY good time to leave!

[The Chief and Cortana are on an escape pod hurtling toward Halo's surface]

Cortana: Are you sure you wouldn't rather take a seat?

Master Chief: We'll be fine.

343 Guilty Spark: Hmmmmhmm... I am a genius.

Cortana: This ring isn't a cudgel, you barbarian! It's something else...something much more important...The Covenant were right! This ring, it's Forerunner. Give me a second to access... yes, the Forerunner built this palace, what they called a, "fortress world," in order to... no... no, that can't be. Oh, those Covenant fools! They must've known, there must have been signs!

Master Chief: Slow down, you're losin' me!

Cortana: The Covenant...found something...buried beneath the ring...something horrible...and now, they're afraid.

Master Chief: Something buried? What-?

Cortana: The captain! We've got to stop the captain!

Master Chief: Keyes?? But-?

Cortana: The weapons cache he's looking for, it's not really-we can't let him get inside!

Master Chief: I don't understa-

Cortana: There's no time! Get out of here! Find Keyes, stop him! Before it's too late!

Private Bisenti: Why do we have to listen to this old stuff, Sarge?

Sergeant Johnson: Watch your mouth, son. This "stuff" is your history. It should remind you grunts of what we're fightin' to protect!

Private Bisenti: Hey, if the Covenant want to wipe out this particular part of my history... thats fine by me.

Marine: Yeah, better it than us!

Sergeant Johnson: You ask 'em real nice next time you see 'em Bisenti... I'm sure they'll be happy to oblige.

343 Guilty Spark:Odd. That wasn't supposed to happen.

Cortana:Oh, Really?

Master Chief:Cortana!

Cortana:I spent the last 12 hours cooped up in here, watching you toady-about helping that Thing get set to slit our throats.

Master Chief:Hold on now, he's a friend.

Cortana:Oh, I didn't realize! He's your pal, is he? Your chum? Do you have any idea what that bastard almost made you do!?

Master Chief:Yes, activate Halo's defenses and destroy the Flood, which is why we brought the Index to the control center.

Cortana:You mean this?

343 Guilty Spark:A construct? In the core? That is absolutely unacceptable!

Cortana:Sod off!

343 Guilty Spark:What impertinence- I shall purge you at once!

Cortana:You sure that's a good idea?

343 Guilty Spark:How- How dare you! i'll-

Cortana:Do what!? I have the Index. You can just float and sputter!

Master Chief:Enough! The Flood is spreading, if we activate Halo's defenses, we can wipe them out.

Cortana:You have no idea how this ring works, do you? Why the Forunners built it? Halo doesn't kill Flood, it kills their food. Humans, Covenant, whatever! We are all equally edible. The only way to stop the Flood is to starve them to death, and that's exactly what Halo is designed to do, wipe the galaxy clean of all sentient life! You don't believe me? Ask him!

Master Chief:Is it true?

343 Guilty Spark:More or less. Technically, this installation's pulse has a maximum effective radius of 25,000 light years, but once the others follow suit, this galaxy will be quite devoid of life, or at least any life with sufficient biomass to sustain the Flood. But, you already knew that. I mean, how couldn't you?

Cortana:Left out that little detail, did he?

343 Guilty Spark:We have followed outbreak containment procedure to the letter. You were with me each step of the way as we managed this crisis.

Cortana:Chief, I'm picking up movement.

343 Guilty Spark: Why would you hesitate to do what you have already done?

Cortana:We need to go, right now!

343 Guilty Spark:Last time, you asked me, if it were my choice, would I do it? Having had considerable time to ponder your query, my answer has not changed. There is no choice. We must activate the ring.

Cortana:Get us out of here.

343 Guilty Spark: If you are unwilling to help, I will simply find another. Still, I must have the Index. Give your construct to me, or I will be forced to take it from you.

Master Chief:That's not going to happen!

343 Guilty Spark:So be it. (To the Sentinels) Save his head, dispose of the rest.

Captain Keyes:Chief, don't be a fool, leave me.

Cortana: This thing [banshee] is falling apart!

Master Chief: It'll hold.

Cortana: We're not going to make it!

Master Chief: We'll make it.

Cortana: Pull up! Pull up!

[Banshee crashes into the wreck of Pillar of Autumn and The Master Chief comes out intact]

Cortana: (Cynically) You did that on purpose, didn't you?

Cortana: I leave home for a few days, and look what happens.

Cortana: Scanning...just dust and echoes, we're all thats left. An entire Covenant armada obliterated, and the Flood...we did what we had to do. Halo, it's finished.

Master Chief:No, I think we're just getting started.

Halo 2

Master Chief: You told me there wouldn't be any cameras.

Sergeant Johnson: And you told me you were going to wear something nice!

Sergeant Johnson: Folks need heroes, Chief, to give 'em hope. So smile, would ya, while we still got somethin' to smile about.

Cortana: Bet you can't stick it.

Master Chief: You're on.

Cortana: You look nice.

Master Chief: Thanks.

Sergeant Johnson (simultaneously): Thank you.

(The Chief and Johnson stare at each other.)

Cortana: I know what you're thinking, and it's crazy.

Master Chief: So... stay here.

Cortana: Unfortunately for us both... I like crazy.

Cortana: Just one question: what if you miss?

Master Chief: I won't.

Cortana: The message just repeats. Regret, regret, regret.

Commander Keyes: Catchy. Any idea what it means?

Sergeant Johnson: "Dear humanity, we regret being alien bastards. We regret coming to Earth. And we most definitely regret that the Corps just blew up our raggedy ass fleet!"

Marines: Oorah!

Cortana: Regret is a name, Sergeant. The name of one of the Covenant's religious leaders; a Prophet. He's on that carrier, and he's calling for help.

Marine Scout: Immediate, grid kilo-two three is hot. Recommend mission abort.

Pilot: Roger, recon. It's your call, Sarge.

Sergeant Johnson: We're going in! Get tactical, Marines!

Lord Hood: Master Chief, get aboard that carrier, secure the Prophet of Regret. This is the only place on Earth the Covenant decided to land. That prophet is going to tell us why.

Pilot: Thirty seconds out. Standby to - whoa!

(A Scarab appears, then blows up a Pelican and forces another one to crash.)

Sergeant Johnson: Don't they teach you kids how to swear in basic anymore?

Master Chief: I need a weapon.

Sergeant Johnson: Right this way.

[Said on the Metropolis level of Halo 2 while playing on Legendary setting]

Sergeant Johnson: Usually the good Lord works in mysterious ways, but not today. This here is 66 tons of straight-up, HE-spewing, dee-vine intervention. If God is love, then you can call me Cupid!

Marine: What about that Scarab?

Sergeant Johnson: We've all run the simulations. They're tough but they ain’t invincible. Stick with the Master Chief, he’ll know what to do.

Marine: Yes sir, Sergeant!

Cortana: Thanks for the tank. He [Master Chief] never gets me anything.

[Sergeant Johnson boards the Pelican and pulls charging lever on gun turret]

Sergeant Johnson: Oh, I know what the ladies like!

[Following this cut scene is the next level, called "Metropolis" the first section is entitled Ladies Like Superior Firepower, in reference to Sergeant Johnson's comment. At lesser difficulty settings, the section is called Ladies Like Armor Plating" or "Ladies Like Grinding Treads]

Truth: There are those that said this day would never come...What have they to say now?

Note: A lot of quotes from here are also said through out Halo 3.

Cortana: What... is that?

Gravemind: I? I am a monument to all your sins.

(The Arbiter is pulled in, struggling.)

Master Chief: Relax. I'd rather not piss this thing off.

Arbiter: Demon!

Gravemind: [growls] This one is machine and nerve, and has its mind concluded... This one is but flesh and faith, and is the more deluded.

Arbiter: Kill me or release me, parasite, but do not waste my time with talk!

Gravemind: There is much talk, and I have listened; through rock and metal and time. Now I will talk, and you shall listen.

(Gravemind pulls a monitor in.)

Monitor: Greetings! I am 2401 Penitent Tangent. I am the monitor of Installation 05.

(Regret is pulled in.)

Prophet of Regret: And I... am the Prophet of Regret... counselor most high... hierarch of the Covenant!

2401 Penitent Tangent: [Spots the Chief] A reclaimer? Here? At last! We have much to do! this facility must be activated if we are to control this outbreak!

Prophet of Regret: Stay... where you are! Nothing can be done until my sermon is complete!

2401 Penitent Tangent: Not true. This facility has a successful utilization record of 1.2 trillion simulated and one actual. It is ready to fire on demand.

Prophet of Regret: Of all the objects our Lords left behind, none are so worthless as these Oracles! They know nothing of the Great Journey!

2401 Penitent Tangent: And you know nothing about Containment! You have demonstrated complete disregard for even the most basic protocols!

Gravemind: This one's containment... and this one's Great Journey... are the same.

(Regret screams.)

Gravemind: Your Prophets promised you freedom from a doomed existence... But you will find no salvation on this ring. Those who built this place knew what they wrought. Do not mistake their intent, or all will perish, as they did before.

Master Chief: This thing is right. Halo is a weapon. Your prophets are making a big mistake.

Arbiter: Your ignorance has already destroyed one of the sacred rings, Demon. It shall not harm another.

Gravemind: If you will not hear the truth, then I will show it to you. There is still time to stop the key from turning, but first it must be found. You will search one likely spot, and you will search another. Fate had us meet as foes, but this ring will make us Brothers!

Gravemind: This is not your grave...but you are welcome in it.

Truth: We are all greatly concerned. The release of the parasite was unexpected and unfortunate. But there is no need to panic. In truth, this is a time to rejoice, a moment that all the Covenant should savor, for the Sacred Icon has been found, and with it our path is clear, our entry into the Divine Beyond guaranteed. The Great Journey is nigh and nothing, not even The Flood, can stop it.

(The Master Chief teleports in, right next to a Grunt.)

Master Chief: Boo.

(The Grunt yelps and runs away.)

Truth: No enemy has ever withstood our might. The Flood too shall fail.

Truth: The Great Journey waits for no one, Brother...not even you.

Gravemind: Silence fills the empty grave...now that I have gone. But my mind is not at rest...for questions linger on. I will ask...and you will answer.

Cortana: Alright. Shoot.

Chips Dubbo: Woah... it's like a postcard!... "Dear Sarge: Kicking ass in outer space... Wish you were here!"

Sergeant Johnson: I heard that, jackass!

Marine: I need a nurse! No... no! A female nurse.

Marine: Hey, maybe we should hold hands.

Marine: See this look? It's terror!

Staff Sergeant Banks: Marine, did I give you permission to bitch?

Arbiter: The human that killed the Prophet of Regret, who was it?

Tartarus (on radio): Who do you think?

Arbiter: (surprised) The Demon is here?

Tartarus: (affirmative grunt) Why? Looking for a little payback?

Arbiter: Retrieving the Icon is my only concern.

Tartarus: (chuckle) Of course.

Staff Sergeant Banks: (after a Covenant Scarab has smashed through part of the city) This thing's really starting to piss me off.

Marine: Hey, if I get shot, be sure to give me lots of drugs.

Grunt #1: Me got bad feeling about this.

Grunt #2: You always got bad feeling! You got bad feeling about morning food nipple! (reference to Halo easter egg)

Elite: Be silent or I shall bind your jaws shut!

Marine: Yeah, I crapped myself. So what?

Marine: This one time, I threw my lunch instead of a grenade. True story.

Marine: Hey, hey, let's catch one and ride it!

[After a hard drop into Covenant-held territory]

Cortana: [irritated] Can we possibly make any more noise? [The Chief picks up a rocket launcher] I guess so.

Miranda Keyes: Cortana, what exactly am I looking at?

Cortana: That is another Halo.

Sergeant Johnson: [chokes on cigar] Say what?

(Miranda Keyes is reaching over a pit on a Flood tentacle to get the Index, she retrieves it but slips; just in time, Johnson grabs the tentacle.)

Sgt. Johnson: You know, your father never asked me for help, either.

Miranda Keyes: The index is secure.

(Miranda Keyes climbs up the edge.)

Sgt. Johnson: McKenzie, Perez. How's our exit? Ya hear me Marines? We've got trouble.

Halo 3

From the Announcement Trailer at E3 '06

Gravemind/Cortana:

I have defied Gods and Demons.

I am your shield; I am your sword.

I know you: your past, your future.

This is the way the world ends.

Cortana: They let me pick. Did I ever tell you that? Choose whichever Spartan I wanted. You know me. I did my research. Watched as you became the soldier we needed you to be. Like the others, you were strong and swift and brave. A natural leader. But you had something they didn't, something else no one saw but me. Can you guess? Luck. ...Was I wrong?

Cortana: It's been an honor serving with you, John.

Marine: Damn. How far did he fall?

Marine 2: Two kilometers, easy.

Sergeant Johnson: Stay sharp! Corpsman?

Corpsman: His armor's locked up. The gel layer could have taken most of the impact…I don't know, Sergeant Major…

Sergeant Johnson: [sighs, then pulls out a data chip from Master Chief's helmet] Radio for VTOL. Heavy lift gear. We're not leaving him here.

Master Chief: [grabs Johnson's shoulder] Yeah, you're not.

Sergeant Johnson: Crazy fool... Why do you always jump!? One of these days, you're gonna land on something as stubborn as you are! And I don't do bits and pieces.

(The Master Chief stares at the data chip.)

Sergeant Johnson: Where is she, Chief? Where's Cortana?

(The Chief remembers Cortana's words: "Don't make a girl a promise…if you know you can't keep it…")

Master Chief: She stayed behind.

(There is a brief shimmer in the air before the Arbiter decloaks; Master Chief grabs a pistol and shoves it between the Arbiter's lower mandibles.)

Sergeant Johnson: Chief, wait! The Arbiter's with us! Come on, now. We've got enough to worry about without you two trying to kill each other.

(The Master Chief reluctantly lowers the pistol.)

Arbiter: Were it so easy. (He snaps threateningly at Master Chief.) We must go. The Brutes have our scent.

Sergeant Johnson: Then they must love the smell of green. (Heroic difficulty setting: "Then they must love the smell of hero!" Legendary difficulty setting: "Then they must love the smell of bad-ass!")

Brute: (interrogating Reynolds) Tell me its location!

Gunnery Sergeant Reynolds: (chuckles; said weakly) Kiss…my…ass.

Prophet of Truth: You are, all of you, vermin. Cowering in the dirt, thinking…what, I wonder? That you might escape the coming fire? No. Your world will burn until its surface is but glass, and not even your Demon will live to creep, blackened from its hole, to mar the flashing of our passage. The culmination of our Journey, for your destruction is the will of the gods! And I? I am their instrument!

Sergeant Johnson: Cocky bastard…just loves to run his mouth.

Master Chief: Does he usually mention me?

Keyes: Give the order! We're closing shop!

343 Guilty Spark: (grabbing a small computer that is said to be Cortana) If we take this to a safe location, somewhere I can make repairs.

Master Chief: (grabbing the computer back): On Halo, you tried to kill Cortana. You tried to kill me.

Ship Master: Did you not hear? Your world is doomed. A Flood army, a Gravemind, has you in its sights. You barely survived a small contamination.

Lord Hood: And you, Ship Master, just glassed half a continent! Maybe the Flood isn't all I should be worried about.

Ship Master: One single Flood spore can destroy a species. Were it not for the Arbiter's counsel, I would have glassed your entire planet!

Keyes: Sir, with respect, Cortana has a solution.

Lord Hood: Cortana? Did you see her condition? How damaged she is? Her solution could be a Flood trap.

Lord Hood: Earth…is all we have left. Do you trust Cortana that much?

Master Chief: Sir. Yes, sir.

Lord Hood: This is either the best idea you've ever had, or the worst. Hell of it is Chief? I doubt I'll live long enough to find out which.

Generic Marine: I got shotgun!

UNSC Pilot: Hey, what gives?

Guilty Spark: It seems I've crossed a circuit.

UNSC Pilot: Well let me have a look…Aah! (343 uses his sentinel beam on the Pilot)

Arbiter: Oracle!

UNSC Pilot: Little bastard stung me!

Guilty Spark: I did not want you to come to any harm.

UNSC Pilot: Got a funny way of showin' it.

Sgt. Johnson: All armor, form up on the lower doorway! Chief, head upstairs! Have your robot pick that lock!

343-Guilty Spark: I beg your pardon? I am 343-Guilty Spark, monitor of Installation-04.

Sgt. Johnson: Yeah, well, you're also our ticket through this wall. So if you don't mind?

343-Guilty Spark: I shall gladly aid the Reclaimer's progress.

(The sheild falls. All characters watch the Shadow of Intent hover above the Ark's Cidatel.)

Ship Master: Now, Prophet... your end has come.

(Miranda Keyes is attempting to rescue Johnson and stop the activation of Halo. She is now surrounded by Brutes.)

Prophet of Truth: You cannot hope to kill them all.

Miranda Keyes: You're right.

(She looks at Johnson and slowly aims her gun at him.)

Johnson: Do it. Me, then you. Now!

(Suddenly, Keyes is hit from behind by Spiker rounds and falls to the ground, dead.)

Prophet of Truth: Your forefathers wisely set aside their compassion, steeled themselves for what needed to be done. I see now why they left you behind. You were weak. And gods must be strong.

Gravemind: Do not shoot, but listen! Let me lead you safely to our foe. Only you can halt what he has set in motion.

Prophet of Truth: How could I have known the Parasite would follow?! Undoubtedly this is the Heretics' doing. A final, bitter curse. Clear evidence of treachery long hidden. So far are we along the path, that I must strain to hear the clumsy patter of their feet. Know this my brothers. They may foul the way with their charred and broken bones, but they will not stop the Journey.

Prophet of Truth: Can you see, Arbiter? The moment of salvation is at hand.

Arbiter: (grabbing Truth by the throat) It will not last.

Prophet of Truth: Your kind... never believed in the promise of the sacred rings.

Gravemind: (speaking through Truth) Lies for the weak. Beacons for the deluded.

Arbiter: I will have my revenge on a Prophet- not a plague.

Prophet of Truth: My feet tread the path, I shall become a god!

Gravemind: You will be food, nothing more.

(The Master Chief walks over to the console and presses a button, stopping the firing sequence.)

Prophet of Truth: No!! I… am… Truth! The voice of the Covenant!

Arbiter: And so, you must be silenced.

(The Arbiter impales the Prophet of Truth, who screams before he dies.)

Gravemind: (mocking laughter) Now the gate has been unlatched, headstones pushed aside, corpses shift and offer room, a fate you must abide!

Arbiter: We trade one villain for another.

Cortana: You found me. But so much of me is wrong, out of place, you might be too late.

Master Chief: You know me. When I make a promise…

Cortana: You keep it. I do know how to pick 'em.

Master Chief: Lucky me.

Cortana: Got an escape plan?

Master Chief: Thought I'd try shooting my way out. Mix things up a little.

(He removes Cortana from the pillar and slides the disk back into his helmet.)

Cortana: Just…keep your head down. There's two of us in here now, remember? (In reference to Halo 1, when your shields go out when you first get Cortana)

Cortana: (Hearing Guilty Spark) Was that the monitor? You didn't tell me he was here. (pause) Well, we are finally doing what he wanted. (Reference to first Halo)

343 Guilty Spark: (Addressing the Master Chief) You are the child of my makers. Inheritor of all they left behind. You are Forerunner. But this ring is mine!

Sergeant Johnson: (mortally wounded after a fight with 343 Guilty Spark) Send me out…with a bang.

Lord Hood: I remember how this war started. What your kind did to mine. I can't forgive you…but you have my thanks. For standing with him to the end. (shakes the Arbiter's hand) Hard to believe he's dead.

Arbiter: (glances skyward) Were it so easy. (reference to his first line in Halo 3, as detailed above)

Ship Master: Things look different now, without the Prophets' lies clouding my vision. I would like to see our own world, to know that it is safe.

Arbiter: Fear not, for we have made it so.

Ship Master: By your word, Arbiter.

Arbiter: Take us home.

Cortana: I'll drop a beacon, but it'll be a while before anyone finds us. Years even. (The Master Chief climbs into a cryogenic freezing tube) I'll miss you.

Master Chief: (as the cryo tube closes) Wake me. When you need me.

Halo 3: ODST

Buck: Come on, Veronica. What could be more important than that carrier?

Dare: My orders. And Buck? Call me Captain.

Buck: Hey, Romeo, remember when I told you to shut your mouth?

Romeo: Yeah.

Buck: Consider that a standing order.

(Dutch has commandeered a vehicle to escape the reserve, but has crashed.)

Dutch: Uh, Lord? I didn't train to be a pilot. Tell me I don't have any more flying to do today.

(A drone flies in and crashes nearby. The optical unit breaks off and skids away.)

Dutch: So... was that a yes or a no?

(Behind him, the vehicle explodes.)

Dutch: Amen.

Dutch: You heard from Gunny?

Mickey: No. Romeo neither.

Dutch: Well, guess it's just you and me.

Mickey: My vote? Hole up, wait for backup.

(The building's blast doors open, revealing a policeman.)

Policeman: Thank God! Does one of you know how to use explosives?

Dutch (to Mickey): Your vote? Just got overruled.

(The ODSTs have just overwhelmed a Brute, which has landed on Buck.)

Buck (muffled): Get this thing off of me.

Romeo: We went through hell for that? (he points at the alien and Dare)

Buck: (to the Rookie) Give him some meds, will ya? (to Romeo) It's important. It knows things.

Romeo: Hey Gunny. I wasn't talking about the alien. (He passes out from the meds)

Buck: Mickey, I'm sending you a very special co-pilot.

Mickey: (over intercom) Aw, come on! I don't want one of those things up here!

Buck: It won't bite. And unlike you, it knows what to tell those Covenant ships to keep them off our backs.

Dutch: Dear diary: Today I learned some alien scum to not mess with the ODSTs!

Mickey: Son of a gun!