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website build using CSS

code weight: 47.12 KB

text per all code ratio: 26 %

title: Portal 2 Sounds | A Portal 2 Soundboard containing all in-game quotes and dialog.

description: A Portal 2 Soundboard containing all in-game quotes and dialog.

keywords: portal, portal 2, valve, quotes, soundboard, sounds, dialog, music, audio, glados, core 1, wheatley, announcer, cave johnson, defective turret, turret, core 2, caroline, core 3, space, test, lemons, lady, clap, bird, cough, potato, moron, life, lasagna, voice, house, kill, lemonade, literally, didnt, crazy, sorry, goodbye, laugh, trial, they, humans, science, birds, loads, hear, boom, monitors, facility, portals, fellas, underwear, dangerous, help, jazz, love, robots, beep, yeah

encoding: utf-8

language: en

Website code analysis

one word phrases repeated minimum three times

two word phrases repeated minimum three times

three word phrases repeated minimum three times

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BECAUSE I'M A POTATO.

GLaDOS

PERMALINK

Dad! I'm in space! [low-pitched 'space' voice] I'm proud of you, son. [normal voice] Dad, are you space? [low-pitched 'space' voice] Yes. Now we are a family again.

Core 1

SPAAACCCCCE!

Ohmygodohmygodohmygod! I'm in space!

[beep] Sarcasm Self Test complete. [beep]

Announcer

What's your favorite thing about space? Mine is space.

Um. You've got a yacht. And... Boys! Loads of fellas. Hunky guys down there. Possibly even a boyfriend! Who's to say at this stage. But, a lot of good looking fellas down there. And, ah, a boy band as well! That haven't seen a woman in years. And they're not picky at all. They don't care if you've got a bit of brain damage. If you've been running around sweating. And... A farm! A pony farm! And... Just jump down, would ya?

Wheatley

Like the potato!

Defective Turret

A, A, A, A, A, A. [NNNT!] No. A, A, A, A, A, B. [NNNT!] Hold on, I've done both of these. Skip ahead. A, B, C... D, G, H.[DING!]

Did you ever stop to think that eventually there’s a point where your name gets mentioned for the very last time. Well, here it is: I’m going to kill you, Chell.

Demand to see life's manager! Make life rue the day it thought it could give Cave Johnson lemons! Do you know who I am? I'm the man who's going to burn your house down! With the lemons! I'm going to get my engineers to invent a combustible lemon that burns your house down!

Cave Johnson

Hey, nice potato!

Hello! This is the part where I kill you.

Space.

[clap clap clap]

This next test is very dangerous. To help you remain tranquil in the face of almost certain death, smooth jazz will be deployed in three. Two. One. [SMOOTH JAZZ]

Lawl

Turret

You really are doing great... Chell.

All right, I've been thinking. When life gives you lemons? Don't make lemonade. Make life take the lemons back! Get mad! 'I don't want your damn lemons! What am I supposed to do with these?'

So... this cat loves lasagna so much that he eats all of the lasagna in his house. Okay, apparently it's not the cat's house or his lasagna. Oh good! The man who owns the lasagna is furious!

This next test... [boom!] ..is... [BOOM!] dangerous. I'll be right back.

BIRD BIRD BIRD BIRD

Okay, fine. Let's all act like humans. 'Look at me. Boy, do I love sweating. Let's convert beef and leaves into energy and excrete them later and go shopping.'

Dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-action and adventure-dunna-dunna-na-dunna-na-playing by our own rules-nanana-hanging by our fingers from a mountain-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun...

Core 2

No! NO! NO! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-

SPAAACE!

Gotta go to space. Lady. Lady.

Space. Trial. Puttin' the system on trial. In space. Space system. On trial. Guilty. Of being in space! Going to space jail!

Aristotle versus Mashy-spike-plate!

Nonononononono!

Federal regulations require me to warn you that this next test chamber... is looking pretty good.

Yeah, take the lemons...

Oh... Mr. Johnson...

Caroline

Did you put a virus in them? It's not going to work either. I've got a firewall, mate. Literally, actually, now that I look around. There appears to be literally a wall of fire around this place. Alarming. To say the least.

Dammit, we know! Everybody knows! Space! You! In it! We get it!

Agh! Bird! Bird! Kill it! It's evil!

But I'm huge! [laugh turning to maniacal laugh]

Goodbye Caroline!

Did you know that people with guilty consciences are more easily startled by loud noises--[train horn]--

I'm different...

Nobody is going to space, mate!

*cough* PRESS THE BUTTON.

[laugh]

No, listen to me! Sir, I do not want this!

Glorious freedom!

I know how humans make more humans, and frankly, it's ridiculous. It also assumes that you already have a human, which I hope somebody got fired over. So I came up a with BETTER way.

I don't want this!

You know what my days used to be like? I just tested. Nobody murdered me. Or put me in a potato. Or fed me to birds. I had a pretty good life.

'Goodbye, Caroline.'

The bean counters told me we literally could not afford to buy seven dollars worth of moon rocks, much less seventy million. Bought 'em anyway. Ground 'em up, mixed em into a gel.

You are the farthest ever in space. Why me, space? Because you are the best. I'm the best at space? Yes.

DANCING is NOT SCIENCE!

Oh, good. My slow clap processor made it into this thing. So we have that.

If you had underwear? And a butt? I would pull your underwear... right up your butt.

All these science spheres are made of asbestos, by the way. Keeps out the rats. Let us know if you feel a shortness of breath, a persistent dry cough or your heart stopping. Because that's not part of the test. That's asbestos.

It's been a long time. How have you been?

You're not just a regular moron. You were DESIGNED to be a moron.

Oo. Oo. Oo. Lady. Oo. Lady. Oo. Let's go to space.

I'll tell ya, it's times like this I wish I had a waist so I could wear all my black belts. Yeah, I'm a black belt. In pretty much everything. Karate. Larate. Jiu Jitsu. Kick punching. Belt making. Taekwondo... Bedroom.

Lady. I love space. I know! Spell it! S P... AACE. Space. Space.

Get mad!

Well done. Here come the test results: You are a horrible person. I'm serious, that's what it says: A horrible person. We weren't even testing for that.

Prometheus was punished by the gods for giving the gift of knowledge to man. He was cast into the bowels of the earth and pecked by birds.

This. Sentence. Is. FALSE don't think about it don't think about it...

Interpreting vague answer as YES.

Space? SPACE!

Explosion imminent. Evacuate the facility immediately.

Oh no! nonononono!

I was getting SO lonely down here. It's good to finally hear someone else's voice. I'm kidding, of course. God, I hate you.

Hey! Moron!

Don't make lemonade!

Mr. Johnson, I don't want this.

It's not like I've got hordes of replacement monitors just lying around back here in the old warehouse that I can just wheel out an bolt back on. I didn't order in loads of spare monitors thinking some crazy woman was going to go around smashing them all. Sorry if that's my fault. Sorry if I didn't have the forethought to think oh she might go crazy one day instead of just getting on with things. Sorry I didn't think of that.

Bad news is we're postponing those tests indefinitely. Good news is we've got a much better test for you: fighting an army of mantis men. Pick up a rifle and follow the yellow line. You'll know when the test starts.

Yes sir, Mr. Johnson

OW! You stabbed me! What is WRONG with yo-WhoOOAAahhh. Hold on. Do you have a multimeter? Nevermind. The gun must be part magnesium... It feels like I'm outputting an extra half a volt. Keep an eye on me: I'm going to do some scheming. Here I g-[BZZZ!]

SPACE!

He's not just a regular moron. He's the product of the greatest minds of a generation working together with the express purpose of building the dumbest moron who ever lived. And you just put him in charge of the entire facility.

Caroline deleted.

They say the old caretaker of this place went absolutely crazy. Chopped up his entire staff. Of robots. All of them robots. They say at night you can still hear the screams. Of their replicas. All of them functionally indistinguishable from the originals. No memory of the incident. Nobody knows what they’re screaming about. Absolutely terrifying. Though obviously not paranormal in any meaningful way.

There's nothing in space! That's why it's space!

I can't see a thing. What just happened? Better open fire! [click click click click] Dang!

I don't blame you

[clap clap]

Still, it turns out they're a great portal conductor. So now we're gonna see if jumping in and out of these new portals can somehow leech the lunar poison out of a man's bloodstream. When life gives you lemons, make lemonade. [coughs] Let's all stay positive and do some science.

Ba! Ba! Ba ba ba! Space! Ba! Ba! Ba ba ba!

Good!

The Space Sphere will never go to space.

Core 3

This next test applies the principles of momentum to movement through portals. If the laws of physics no longer apply in the future, God help you.

One of these times you'll be so fat that you'll jump, and you'll just drop like a stone. Into acid, probably. Like a potato into a deep fat fryer.

Welcome to the enrichment center. [cough]

Oooh! Ooh! Hi hi hi hi hi. Where we going? Where we going? Hey. Lady. Where we going? Where we going? Let's go to space!

Oh no no no... No! Nooo!

*cough cough* Pressthebutton.

Space space wanna go to space yes please space. Space space. Go to space.

YEEEHAAAAAW!

Hmm. This Plate must not be calibrated to someone of your... generous... ness. I'll add a few zeros to the maximum weight.

Better buy a telescope. Wanna see me. Buy a telescope. Gonna be in space.

Goodbye, Caroline.

QUICK: WHAT'S THE SITUATION? Oh, hey, hi pretty lady. My name's Rick. So, you out having a little adventure?

You messed with the wrong turret!

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