- [first lines]
- G-Man: Rise and shine, Mister Freeman. Rise and... shine. Not that I... wish to imply you have been sleeping on the job. No one is more deserving of a rest, and all the effort in the world would have gone to waste until... well, let's just say your hour has... come again.
- G-Man: The right man in the wrong place can make all the difference in the world. So, wake up, Mister Freeman. Wake up and... *smell the ashes*...
- [G-Man has just frozen time at the end of the game, finishes Alyx's phrase cut off in the process]
- G-Man: Time, Dr. Freeman? Is it really that time again? It seems as if you only just arrived. You've done a great deal in a small time span. You've done so well, in fact, that I've received some interesting offers for your services.
- [G-Man picks something off the frozen body of Alyx]
- G-Man: Ordinarily, I wouldn't contemplate them... but these *are* extraordinary times.
- [the world around Gordon fades away, into the familiar "Star Tram" from Half-Life 1]
- G-Man: Rather than offer you the illusion of free choice, I will take the liberty of choosing for you... if and when your time comes round again. I do apologize for what must seem to you an arbitrary imposition, Dr. Freeman. I trust it will all make sense to you in the course of... well... I'm really not at liberty to say. In the meantime... this is where I get off.
- [G-Man walks away from Gordon, adjusts his tie, and walks into a white opening]
- Barney Calhoun: [after telling Gordon to back up, heads for terminal] Yeah, I'm gonna need me some privacy for this.
- [works at terminal, deactivating security cameras]
- Barney Calhoun: Now...
- [turns around, removes CP mask]
- Barney Calhoun: ... about that beer I owed ya!
- Dr. Isaac Kleiner: [about his pet headcrab, Lamarr] Never fear, Gordon, she's de-beaked and completely harmless. The worst she might do is attempt to couple with your head. Fruitlessly!
- Barney Calhoun: And if you see Dr. Breen, tell him I said: "F...
- [profanity-masking crash]
- Barney Calhoun: ...you!"
- Dr. Wallace Breen: Let me read a letter I recently received. 'Dear Dr. Breen. Why has the Combine seen fit to suppress our reproductive cycle? Sincerely, A Concerned Citizen.' Thank you for writing, Concerned. Of course your question touches on one of the basic biological impulses, with all its associated hopes and fears for the future of the species. I also detect some unspoken questions. Do our benefactors really know what's best for us? What gives them the right to make this kind of decision for mankind? Will they ever deactivate the suppression field and let us breed again? Allow me to address the anxieties underlying your concerns, rather than try to answer every possible question you might have left unvoiced. First, let us consider the fact that for the first time ever, as a species, immortality is in our reach. This simple fact has far-reaching implications. It requires radical rethinking and revision of our genetic imperatives. It also requires planning and forethought that run in direct opposition to our neural pre-sets. I find it helpful at times like these to remind myself that our true enemy is Instinct. Instinct was our mother when we were an infant species. Instinct cuddled us and kept us safe in those hardscrabble years when we hardened our sticks and cooked our first meals above a meager fire and started at the shadows that leapt upon the cavern's walls. But inseparable from Instinct is its dark twin, Superstition. Instinct is inextricably bound to unreasoning impulses, and today we clearly see its true nature. Instinct has just become aware of its irrelevance, and like a cornered beast, it will not go down without a bloody fight. Instinct would inflict a fatal injury on our species. Instinct creates its own oppressors, and bids us rise up against them. Instinct tells us that the unknown is a threat, rather than an opportunity. Instinct slyly and covertly compels us away from change and progress. Instinct, therefore, must be expunged. It must be fought tooth and nail, beginning with the basest of human urges: The urge to reproduce. We should thank our benefactors for giving us respite from this overpowering force. They have thrown a switch and exorcised our demons in a single stroke. They have given us the strength we never could have summoned to overcome this compulsion. They have given us purpose. They have turned our eyes toward the stars. Let me assure you that the suppressing field will be shut off on the day that we have mastered ourselves... the day we can prove we no longer need it. And that day of transformation, I have it on good authority, is close at hand.
- Barney Calhoun: [after Gordon is congratulated for being a major help in an experiment] Great job, Gordon! Throwing that switch and all, I can see your MIT education really pays for itself.
- Dr. Wallace Breen: Welcome. Welcome, to City 17. You have chosen, or been chosen, to relocate to one of our finest remaining urban centers. I thought so much of City 17, that I elected to establish my administration, here, in the citadel, so thoughtfully provided by our benefactors. I am proud to call City 17 my home. And so, whether you are here to stay, or passing through to parts unknown, welcome, to City 17. It's safer here.
- Dr. Wallace Breen: ["Follow Freeman!"; Breencast message] I'd like to take a moment to address you directly, Dr. Freeman. Yes. I'm talking to you, the so-called One Free Man. I have a question for you. How could you have thrown it all away? It staggers the mind. A man of science, with the ability to sway reactionary and fearful minds toward the truth, choosing instead to embark on a path of ignorance and decay. Make no mistake, Dr. Freeman. This is not a scientific revolution you have sparked... this is death and finality. You have plunged humanity into freefall. Even if you offered your surrender now, I cannot guarantee that our benefactors would accept it. At the moment, I fear they have begun to look upon even me with suspicion. So much for serving as humanity's representative. Help me win back their trust, Dr. Freeman. Surrender while you still can. Help ensure that humanity's trust in you is not misguided. Do what is right, Dr. Freeman. Serve mankind.
- Dr. Eli Vance: [interrupting an argument between Alyx and Dr. Mossman] A-hem! Alyx, why don't you take Gordon along and give him some practice with the Gravity Gun?
- Alyx Vance: Sure. C'mon, Gordon. Let's go have some fun.
- Dr. Judith Mossman: [sternly] The Zero Point Energy Field Manipulator is *not* a toy, Alyx.
- Alyx Vance: Ugh, let's get outta here.
- Dr. Isaac Kleiner: [the teleportation device malfunctions] What happened?
- Barney Calhoun: It's your pet, the freakin' head-humper!
- Dr. Isaac Kleiner: [as Alyx tries to have him leave the lab] We can't leave without Lamarr. She's around here somewhere...
- Alyx Vance: Come on, Dr. Kleiner. We can find you another pet headcrab.
- Dr. Isaac Kleiner: No! There's only *one* Hedy!
- Barney Calhoun: Oh, before I forget...
- [picks up crowbar]
- Barney Calhoun: I think you dropped this back at Black Mesa.
- Barney Calhoun: [drops crowbar down to Gordon] Good luck out there, buddy. You're gonna need it.
- Dr. Wallace Breen: We now have direct confirmation of a disruptor in our midst, one who has acquired an almost messianic reputation in the minds of certain citizens. His figure is synonymous with the darkest urges of instinct, ignorance and decay. Some of the worst excesses of the Black Mesa Incident have been laid directly at his feet. And yet unsophisticated minds continue to imbue him with romantic power, giving him such dangerous poetic labels as the One Free Man, the Opener of the Way. Let me remind all citizens of the dangers of magical thinking. We have scarcely begun to climb from the dark pit of our species' evolution. Let us not slide backward into oblivion, just as we have finally begun to see the light. If you see this so-called Free Man, report him. Civic deeds do not go unrewarded. And contrariwise, complicity with his cause will not go unpunished. Be wise. Be safe. Be aware.
- Dr. Wallace Breen: It has come to my attention that some have lately called me a collaborator, as if such a term were shameful. I ask you, what greater endeavor exists than that of collaboration? In our current unparalleled enterprise, refusal to collaborate is simply a refusal to grow - an insistence on suicide, if you will. Did the lungfish refuse to breathe air? It did not. It crept forth boldly while its brethren remained in the blackest ocean abyss, with lidless eyes forever staring at the dark, ignorant and doomed despite their eternal vigilance. Would we model ourselves on the trilobite? Are all the accomplishments of humanity fated to be nothing more than a layer of broken plastic shards thinly strewn across a fossil bed, sandwiched between the Burgess shale and an eon's worth of mud? In order to be true to our nature, and our destiny, we must aspire to greater things. We have outgrown our cradle. It is futile to cry for mother's milk, when our true sustenance awaits us among the stars. And only the universal union that small minds call 'The Combine' can carry us there. Therefore I say, yes, I am a collaborator. We must all collaborate, willingly, eagerly, if we expect to reap the benefits of unification. And reap we shall.
- Dr. Isaac Kleiner: Well, Gordon, I see your HEV Suit still fits you like a glove. At least, the glove parts do.
- Dr. Wallace Breen: [Dark Energy; inside the Citadel portal machine] Dr. Freeman, you really shouldn't be out there. At the moment of synapse, as I teleport, this chamber will be bathed in deadly particles that have yet to be named by human science. Perhaps when I have the leisure to do the work myself, I'll name one after you. That way you won't be *completely* forgotten.
- Dr. Wallace Breen: When the singularity collapses, I will be far away from here. In another universe, as a matter of fact! *You*, on the other hand, will be destroyed in every way it is possible to be destroyed - and even in some which are essentially *im*possible!
- Dr. Wallace Breen: I have been asked to say a few words to the transhuman arm of Sector Seventeen Overwatch, concerning recent successes in containing members of the resistance Science Team. Let me say up front that I regret having to temper my heartfelt congratulations with a strong measure of disappointment. But I wouldn't be doing my duty as your Administrator if I didn't pass along the message I have received from our Benefactors. The capture of Eli Vance is an event of major significance, make no mistake. And while it's true that conceivably we could have taken him at almost any time in the last several years, the manner of his capture may prove to have unexpected benefits. It cannot have gone unnoticed by all resistance members that Doctor Vance's capture coincided with the act of giving shelter to Gordon Freeman. This might cause other resistance members to think twice before harboring Doctor Freeman. It might cause them to question his allegiance; even prompt some to turn him out, or turn him over to our cause. However, we cannot count on such developments. Doctor Freeman's reputation is such that other desperate renegades are likely to grant him a great deal of license in the spirit of spreading general chaos and terror. This brings me to the one note of disappointment I must echo from our Benefactors. Obviously I am not on the ground to closely command or second-guess the dedicated forces of the Overwatch, but this does not mean I can shirk responsibility for recent lapses and even outright failures on their part. I have been severely questioned about these shortcomings, and now must put the question to you: How could one man have slipped through your force's fingers time and time again? How is it possible? This is not some agent provocateur or highly trained assassin we are discussing. Gordon Freeman is a theoretical physicist who had hardly earned the distinction of his Ph.D. at the time of the Black Mesa Incident. I have good reason to believe that in the intervening years, he was in a state that precluded further development of covert skills. The man you have consistently failed to slow, let alone capture, is by all standards simply that - an ordinary man. How can you have failed to apprehend him? Well... I will leave the upbraiding for another time, to the extent it proves necessary. Now is the moment to redeem yourselves. If the transhuman forces are to prove themselves an indispensable augmentation to the Combine Overwatch, they will have to earn the privilege. I'm sure I don't have to remind you that the alternative, if you can call it that, is total extinction - in union with all the other unworthy branches of the species. Let's not allow it to come to that. I have done my best to convince our Benefactors that you are the finest the species has to offer. So far they have accepted my argument, but without concrete evidence to back it up, my words sound increasingly hollow even to me. The burden of proof is on you. As is the consequence of failure. I'll just leave it at that.
- Dr. Wallace Breen: Well, Dr. Freeman, under other circumstances I like to think we might have been able to work together in an atmosphere of mutual trust and respect. Certainly, judging from your brief tenure at Black Mesa while I was its Administrator, you showed every promise of becoming a valuable and productive contributor to the scientific process. And yet... I'm not sure what spurred you to it... but there is really no place in this enterprise for a rogue physicist.
- Dr. Wallace Breen: Your mentors are partly to blame, of course. My disappointment in Eli Vance and Isaac Kleiner is far greater than my sorrow over your unfortunate choice of career path. In a way, I suppose you could not have done otherwise. Who knows what seeds of iconoclasm they planted when you were young and gullible. But while they certainly share a great part of the responsibility for the recent troubles, it is you alone who have chosen to act with such willful disregard for humanity's future.
- CP officer: [elsewhere in the train station, Gordon walks toward a trash receptacle with an aluminum can on it. From the other direction, a Civil Protection officer walks up and knocks the can off with his stunstick] Pick up that can.
- [Gordon picks up the can]
- CP officer: Now, put it in the trash can.
- [Gordon places it in the trash]
- CP officer: All right. You can go.
- [chuckles, then, into his radio]
- CP officer: Reporting citizen summoned to voluntary conscription for general service public detail T94-322.
- CP officer: [if Gordon throws the can at the CP] I have a priority 2 anticitizen here. Suspect, prepare to receive civil judgment!
- [he beats Gordon a few times with the stunstick]
- CP officer: Now get out of here!
- [walks away; into his radio]
- CP officer: I have a failure to comply with loyalty check, possible 10-103M.
- Barney Calhoun: [just as Gordon is about to be teleported to Black Mesa East from Dr. Kleiner's lab, Kleiner's pet headcrab Lamarr jumps out of an air vent] What the hell?
- Dr. Isaac Kleiner: What is it?
- Barney Calhoun: It's your pet, the freakin' head-humper!
- Dr. Isaac Kleiner: Lamarr? Hedy! No!
- [Lamarr leaps into the beam right as it teleports. Gordon finds himself in the middle of an empty field outside the city]
- Barney Calhoun: [Gordon is partially back to Kleiner's lab] There he is!
- Dr. Isaac Kleiner: Is Lamarr with him?
- Barney Calhoun: Forget about that thing!
- Alyx Vance: [Gordon is teleported to Black Mesa East, where Alyx was teleported to just minutes before] He's coming through, Dad.
- Dr. Eli Vance: What's going on, Judith?
- Dr. Judith Mossman: I'm not sure, it seems to be some kind of interference.
- Dr. Eli Vance: Gordon, stay put. We'll get you out of there.
- Dr. Judith Mossman: Something is drawing him away.
- [Gordon is teleported away to the office of Dr. Breen, high at the top of the Citadel]
- Dr. Wallace Breen: [looks up from his desk] What's the meaning of this? Who are you? How did you get in here?
- Barney Calhoun: [back to Kleiner's lab] Hey, hey, he's back! I'm getting him outta there!
- Dr. Isaac Kleiner: You can't just wade into the field, it will peel you apart!
- Alyx Vance: [on the monitor] We just lost Gordon! What's going on?
- Dr. Isaac Kleiner: I wish I knew. I'm encountering unexpected interference!
- Barney Calhoun: Don't worry, Gordon. We'll-
- [is cut off by Gordon being teleported to Black Mesa East again]
- Alyx Vance: There he is!
- Dr. Judith Mossman: Ah, we're losing him again!
- Dr. Wallace Breen: [partially back in Breen's office again, Dr. Breen is speaking to an Advisor on his communication monitor] The man I saw, I'm all but certain it was...
- [the Advisor notices Gordon behind Breen, and Breen turns around]
- Dr. Wallace Breen: Gordon Freeman!
- [Gordon is suddenly teleported above a lake and begins to sink, and an Ichthyosaur rushes toward him underwater]
- Dr. Isaac Kleiner: [finally, Gordon is partially teleported outside of Kleiner's lab] What do you mean he's not there?
- Dr. Eli Vance: [on the monitor] He didn't come through.
- Dr. Isaac Kleiner: Then, where is he?
- Dr. Eli Vance: Behind you!
- Dr. Isaac Kleiner: [turns around] Ah!
- Dr. Eli Vance: Shut it down, shut it down!
- Dr. Isaac Kleiner: Gordon! You must get out of here! Run!
- Barney Calhoun: Get down outta sight! I'll come find you!
- [the teleportation finishes and Gordon is released from its grasp]
- Father Grigori: [Gordon makes it down to Father Grigori at last by use of a cart on an overhead track] Better and better! I am Father Grigori! You have already met
- [chuckles]
- Father Grigori: my... congregation.
- [laughs harder]
- Sandy: [as Gordon approaches them behind some rocks near the beach] Hold still, Laszlo! Someone's coming!
- [to Gordon]
- Sandy: You there! Stop where you are - stay on the rocks! Don't step on the sand! It makes the Antlions crazy!
- [Laszlo is injured and lying down on a rock surrounded by sand; Sandy is with him on the flat rock]
- Sandy: Laszlo, don't move!
- [Laszlo's moving attracks the Antlions]
- Sandy: No! Help!
- [Despite Gordon trying to kill off the attackers, Laszlo still dies]
- Sandy: Dear God! Poor Laszlo! The finest mind of his generation, to come to such an end.
- [pause]
- Sandy: We were heading for the Vortigaunt Camp, hoping to pick up some Bugbait so these damn things would leave us alone. But without Laszlo... what's the point? I know you tried to help. I'll stay with him a while. There's something I have to do. Go ahead. I hope you have better luck than we had.
- [as Gordon leaves, he shouts out]
- Sandy: Remember to stay off the sand! The Antlions are edgy right now.
- Dr. Wallace Breen: [up in Breen's office, he is trying to convince Eli Vance to surrender] Eli... if you won't do the right thing for the good of all people, maybe you'll do it for one of them.
- [in another prisoner containment like Eli and Gordon, Alyx is brought out]
- Dr. Eli Vance: Alyx! Honey...
- Alyx Vance: Dad! *gasp* Gordon? No...
- Dr. Eli Vance: God damn you, Breen! You let her go!
- Dr. Wallace Breen: That's all up to you, my old friend. Will you let your stubborn short-sightedness doom the entire species, or will you give your child the chance her mother never had?
- [he touches Alyx's face]
- Alyx Vance: [spits on Breen] How dare you even mention her!
- Dr. Wallace Breen: [motions to slap her, but instead says] Alyx my dear, you have your mother's eyes, but your father's stubborn nature.
- [grabs her chin]
- Alyx Vance: You haven't seen a bit of it yet!
- Dr. Wallace Breen: Really? Well, let's see how it serves you on the far side of a Combine portal.
- Dr. Eli Vance: Go ahead, Breen. If that's the worst you can do, send us both through your portal!
- Dr. Wallace Breen: [he presses a button that changes the positions of their prisoner pods, preparing them for off-world teleportation] Oh, it's hardly the worst. But you might find that hard to believe once you get there.
- Dr. Judith Mossman: It isn't necessary!
- Dr. Wallace Breen: I agree, it's a total waste. Fortunately, the resistance has shown it is willing to accept a new leader.
- [talking directly to Gordon]
- Dr. Wallace Breen: And this one has proven to be a fine pawn for those who control him.
- Dr. Eli Vance: No!
- Alyx Vance: Don't listen to him, Gordon.
- Dr. Wallace Breen: How about it, Dr. Freeman? Did you realize your contract was open to the highest bidder?
- Alyx Vance: Gordon would never make any kind of deal with you.
- [Breen rolls his eyes]
- Dr. Wallace Breen: I understand if you don't wish to discuss this in front of your friends. I'll send them on their way, and then we can talk openly.
- Dr. Eli Vance: Don't struggle, honey.
- Alyx Vance: Dad, I'm so sorry.
- Dr. Eli Vance: Alyx, sweetheart.
- Father Grigori: [holding a shotgun] Here, brother! Come closer. You've stirred up Hell!
- [laughs]
- Father Grigori: A man after my own heart! Here, I have a more suitable gun for you. You'll need it. Catch!
- [he throws the shotgun to Gordon]
- Father Grigori: Good. Now, keep it close. My advice to you is... aim for the head! Hush!
- [rattling drainpipes indicate approaching zombies]
- Father Grigori: They come! There is no rest in Ravenholm. Move on and I will meet you at the church!
- Alyx Vance: [Alyx has just rescued Gordon, with no HEV suit or weapons, from some CP officers] Doctor Freeman, I presume?
- Overwatch: [in the background] Attention please: unidentified person of interest - confirm your civil status with local protection team immediately.
- Alyx Vance: [while the city announcement is happening] We'd better hury. The Combine can be slow to wake, but once they're up, you don't want to get in their way.
- [she calls an elevator]
- Alyx Vance: Dr. Kleiner said you'd be coming this way. I don't think it occurred to him that you might not have a map.
- [they get in the elevator]
- Alyx Vance: I'm Alyx Vance. My father worked with you back in Black Mesa. I'm sure you don't remember me, though.
- [Gordon says nothing]
- Alyx Vance: Man of few words, aren't you?
- BoxCar Joe: [Gordon drops down through a hole in the boxcar roof] Good God! Guess those sirens are for you, huh? Good thing you found us. You're not the first to come through here by a...
- Vortigaunt: This is the Freeman. The Combine's reckoning has come.
- BoxCar Joe: Look, we're just the lookout for the underground railroad. Main station is right around the corner. They'll get you started on the right foot. Meanwhile, let my vortigaunt friend here give you a jolt to get you going.
- [the Vortigaunt sends some electrical charges to Gordon's HEV suit]
- BoxCar Joe: Be careful now. We really can't afford to get noticed. Civil Protection catches you down here, it's bad news for the whole railroad.
- Vortigaunt: We serve the same mystery.
- Overwatch: [in the distant background] Citizen reminder: inaction is conspiracy. Report counter-behavior to a Civil Protection team immediately.
- Arlene: [Gordon arrives at the Station 6 airboat] Hey, Dr. Freeman, I've been hoping you'd show up. Got this Airboat all gassed up and ready to go. It's going to be tough dodging Civil Protection out there in the open, but drive hard and you'll make it. You'll find more help up at Station 7, just a few bends up the river. It's the old red barn. Climb on in and fire her up.
- Matt: [having been sleeping in his hideout, Gordon arrives and wakes him up with the noise of entering] Get in here! Hurry! Civil Protection is on to us. We're tearing up the railroad, covering our tracks. Looks like you're gonna be the last one through. Be glad you're not the guy they're looking for. Poor bastard doesn't stand a chance. Sounds like they're calling in every CP unit in City 17. They're flooding areas up ahead with Manhacks. You'd better get going before they sweep through here.
- [Manhacks begin to approach from the corridor Gordon must exit through]
- Matt: Oh shit! Too late!
- [Gordon and Matt proceed to destroy all of the Manhacks]
- Matt: That was a close call. Thanks for your help! Look, it isn't safe here. I'll give you some supplies to keep you going, then you really gotta go. Good luck out there!
- Father Grigori: [sees Gordon jump onto a nearby roof; from an attic, he laughs and calls out] Well done, brother! Make free use of my traps, but take care not to fall in them yourself.
- [suddenly, he sees something behind Gordon and aims at it with his hunting rifle]
- Father Grigori: Behind you!
- [he shoots a headcrab dead]
- Father Grigori: In Ravenholm, you do well to be vigilant.
- Odessa Cubbage: [Gordon walks into the basement at New Little Odessa, where Cubbage is giving a lecture to a few rebels on how to use the rocket launcher he is holding] This steerable Rocket Launcher is our best bet for taking down a Gunship.
- [noticed Gordon]
- Odessa Cubbage: Ah, hello! I'll be right with you! Now, where was I? Ah, yes... Using the laser guide, you can steer your rocket past the Gunship's defenses and prevent it from shooting down your rocket. This will only anger it at first, but if you can survive long enough to make several direct hits, you'll be rewarded with a prize worthy of any mantlepiece. Now, who's going to be the lucky one to carry it into combat?
- [turns to Gordon]
- Odessa Cubbage: Ah, yes! Gordon Freeman! I couldn't have asked for a finer volunteer!
- [Gordon takes the rocket launcher]
- Odessa Cubbage: Colonel Odessa Cubbage at your service!
- [the alarm goes off]
- Odessa Cubbage: Damn! Let me just send a warning to Lighthouse Point, then I'll come right up to lend a hand! Go on! Teach that Gunship a lesson it will never forget!
- Odessa Cubbage: [while Gordon and the rebels are busy fighting the Gunship, into a radio] N.L.O. to Lighthouse Point. N.L.O. to Lighthouse Point. Come in. This is Colonel Cubbage. Come in, please.
- [repeatedly as long as the fight goes on]
- Odessa Cubbage: [after the Gunship has been destroyed, Gordon finds Cubbage still standing at the radio he was attempting to use] Well, that's that. I gather you've disposed of that Gunship, Dr. Freeman. Your reputation, sir, is well deserved. I shall have someone open the gate for you immediately, so that you can drive on. I understand that Dr. Vance is in great need. Use extreme caution when approaching the Bridge. Radio silence from that outpost leads me to believe it has come under Combine control. Still, you're clearly the right man for the job! You'll make it through if anyone can. Farewell! And please tell Dr. Vance that Colonel Cubbage regrets not having been able to rescue him in person!
- Dr. Wallace Breen: [Judith uses a device to interrupt the process of sending Eli and Alyx off-world] Judith? What do you think you're doing?
- Dr. Judith Mossman: We're doing what I could never do alone. We're stopping you.
- Alyx Vance: Yes!
- [threatened by Judith, Breen makes his way behind his desk]
- Dr. Wallace Breen: [into his intercom] Guards! Get in here!
- [she zaps it with an EMP]
- Dr. Wallace Breen: [the guards begin to bang on the doors] They know you betrayed them. They'll turn on you! Judith - Dr. Mossman, please!
- Dr. Judith Mossman: I'm sorry, Wallace. You're all out of time.
- Alyx Vance: [over the Resistance radio channel] Black Mesa East to Station 6. Do you read? Dr. Freeman is on his way downriver. Lend him the airboat and give him all the help you can. Repeat. Gordon Freeman has returned! It is critical he reaches Black Mesa East.