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Dr. Stevens, at a senior staff meeting: And I believe that about wraps up my proposal. Are there any suggestions? Objections? Harding: Dr. Stevens. What you just said is one of the most insanely idiotic things I've ever heard. At no point in your rambling, incoherent presentation were you even close to anything that can be considered a rational thought. Everyone in this room is now dumber for having listened to it. I object on moral grounds to this proposal; and may God have mercy on your soul. Dr. S: ...Ok. A simple 'No' would've done just fine, but uh-

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[Dr. Richardson and Harding are lying in the grass after the Black Mesa Department Decathlon™] Rich: You remember how we used to get participation trophies in school? Harding: Yeah well, that's the difference between school and life. In life all you get for participating is pain, loneliness, and death. [Jamison walks by holding up the Decathlon Trophy. They sit up as she passes] Jamie: Better luck next year, boys! Harding: Oh yeah, I forgot. [They fall back on their backs] Harding: There's also crushing humiliation

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Jamison: Lovecore this, Cottagecore that, what about the Lambda Core, it's going to fucking explode.

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Stevens: I need your help Harding: Yeah, and I need a new liver, but neither of those come cheap.

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Drew: Hate this job Colette: Come sit down next to me idiot Drew: I will sit next to you at any time Ms. Green Colette: Sit next to me right now. Drew: I am, I’m sitting next to you right now Colette: Now listen to me young man, I am talking directly into your ear now. I need you to do me a favor. You will do this for me. I need you to go to GameStop, and I need you to ask the bastard working the front counter if they have bambi on ps2. If you come back empty handed you’ll be in big trouble mister. You will never see the light of day.

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Harding, staring out at the latest disaster area at Black Mesa: Well, at least this couldn't possibly get any worse. Stevens, appearing behind him with an already-lit Molotov Cocktail: You wanna fucking bet?

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Harding: You know, you should consider yourself lucky that you managed to avoid Federal Prison after last week's stunt. Dr. Stevens: You know what? Sure. Let's call it luck. H: Well what the hell is that supposed to mean? S, walking away: It means I'm too modest to call it skill!

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Harding: I’m at a complete loss for words!!—Sebastian, talking to Barney, Gordon and Pierce: Despite bein’ at'a loss fer words, Hardin’ ended up lecturin’ me fer 45 minutes.