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.
Miranda 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. Its 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: 30 seconds out. Standby to- woah.
(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 ainât invincible. Stick with the Master Chief, heâll 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?
Marine: See this look? It's terror!
Sergeant Banks: Marine, did I give you permission to -blam!-?
Marine: Sir Yes Sir!
Sergeant Banks: Very Well Carry On
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 2 will not go quietly into the night.
[Edited on 04.14.2010 9:44 PM PDT]