[GLaDOS] Well, it was nice catching up! Let's get to business.
I hope you brought something stronger than a portal gun, this time.
Otherwise, I'm afraid you're about to become the immediate past president of the Being Alive club. Ha, ha.
Seriously, though! Goodbye.
[Defected Turret]It's my big chance!
This is trouble...
[Defected Turret death sound]
- Here it comes, pal!
Locked and loaded!
Ah - this ain't good-
Oh. You were busy back there.
Well!
I suppose we could just sit in this room and glare at each other until somebody drops dead -- but I have a better idea.
It's your old friend: deadly neurotoxin!
If I were you, I'd take a deep breath. And hold it!
[Wheatley grunting multiple times]
[Wheatley] Hello!
[GLaDOS] I hate you so much!
[Announcer] Warning! Central core is it eighty percent corrupt!
[GLaDOS] That's funny, I don't feel corrupt. In fact, I feel pretty good.
[Announcer] Alternate core detected!
[Wheatley] Oh, that's ME they're talking about!
[Announcer] To initiate a core transfer, please deposit substitute core in receptacle.
GLaDOS: Core transfer?
GLaDOS: Oh, you are KIDDING me!
[Wheatley] I've got an idea! Do what it says, plug me in!
[GLaDOS] Do NOT plug that little idiot into MY mainframe!
[Wheatley] No, you should plug that little idiot into the mainframe!
GLaDOS:: Don't you DA--
[Announcer] Substitute core: accepted!
Substitute core, are you ready to start the procedure?
[Wheatley] Yes!
[Announcer] Corrupted core, are you ready to start the procedure?
[GLaDOS] No!
[Wheatley] Ohhhhhh, yes she is!
[GLaDOS] No, nonononononono, no!
[Announcer] Stalemate detected! Transfer procedure cannot continue.
GLaDOS:Yes!
[Wheatley] PULL ME OUT! [x8]
Unless a stalemate associate is present to press the stalemate resolution button.
[Wheatley] PULL ME OUT-
L-LEAVE ME IN! LEAVE ME IN! Go-go press it!
[GLaDOS] Don't. Do it.
[Wheatley] Yes, do do it!
[GLaDOS] Don't press that button.
[GLaDOS] You don't know what you're doing!
[Wheatley] I think she's lying!
[GLaDOS] Not so fast!
Think about this.
You need to be a trained stalemate associate to press that button.
You're unqualified.
[Wheatley] Don't listen to her! Alright--
[GLaDOS] AHH!
[Announcer] Stalemate: resolved!
[Wheatley] Here I go!
Wait, what if this hurts? What if this REALLY hurts? Ohhh, I didn't think of that.
[GLaDOS] Oh, it will! Believe me, it will.
[Wheatley] Are you just saying that, or is it really going to hurt?
You're just saying that aren't you? You're jus- no, you're not.
You're right. It is going to hurt, isn't it?
Exactly how painful are we ta-AGHHHHHH!
[GLaDOS] GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME! NO! STOP! No!
No! NO! NONOAAHHHHHHHHH
[Wheatley] WOWWWW! Check me out, partner!
We did it! I'm in control of the whole facility now!
Whoa-ho-hoh!
Would you look at this. Not too bad, eh? Giant robot. Massive!
It's not just me, right? I'm bloody massive, aren't I?
Oh! Right, the escape lift! I'll call it now.
There we go. Lift called.
Look how small you are down there! I can barely see you! Very tiny and insignificant!
Wait. Just thought of something?
How am I going to get in? Y'know, being bloody massive and everything!
Wait! I know! You get into the lift, okay?
Then I'll eject myself out of my new body into the lift, just as you pass by me! Brilliant.
I'll tell ya. I knew it was gonna be cool being in charge of everything,
but -- wow, this is co-hol!
And check this out! I'm a bloody genius now!
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I don't even know what I just said. But I can find out!
Oh! Sorry, no, the lift. Sorry. I keep forgetting.
This body is amazing, seriously!
I can't get over how small you are!
But I'm huge!
[Going mad from power]
*laugh trailing off*
Actually --
why do we have to leave right now?
Do you have ANY idea how good this feels?
I did this. Tiny little Wheatley did this!
[GLaDOS] You didn't do anything.
She did all the work!
[Wheatley] Oh, really? That's what the two of you think, is it?
Well, maybe it's time I did something, then!
[GLaDOS] What are you doing?!- No. No! NO!
[Wheatley] And don't think I'm not onto you too, lady.
You know what you are?
Selfish!
I've done nothing, but sacrifice to get us here!
What have you sacrificed?
NOTHING. Zero!
All you've done is BOSS ME AROUND.
Well, NOW who's the boss? Who's the boss?
It's me!
Ah!
See that?
That is a potato battery! It's a toy, for children. And now she lives in it!
[Laugh]
[GLaDOS] I know you...
[Wheatley] Sorry, uh, what?
[GLaDOS] The engineers tried everything to make me... "behave".
To slow me down.
Once, they even attached an Intelligence Dampening Sphere on me.
It clung to my brain like a tumor, generating an endless stream of terrible ideas.
[Wheatley] No! Not listening!
[GLaDOS] It was YOUR voice.
[Wheatley] No! Y- no! You're lying! You're lying!
[GLaDOS] Yes.
You're the tumour!
You're not just a regular moron.
You were DESIGNED to be a moron.
I am not. a. MORON!
[GLaDOS] YES YOU ARE! YOU'RE THE MORON THEY BUILT TO MAKE ME AN IDIOT!
[Wheatley] Well, how about now? NOW WHO'S A MORON?
Could a MORON PUNCH. YOU. INTO. THIS. PIT?!
HUH!? COULD A MORAN DO THAT!?!
Uh oh.