Portal 22011

Defective Turrets:
I can't see a thing! What just happened? Better open fire!

[click click click click]

Defective Turrets:
Dang.

Defective Turrets:
[being flung into the trash chute] You can't fire me! I quiiiiiiit!

Defective Turrets:
So, we're all supposed to be blind now, right? Not just me? All right! Fantastic!

Defective Turrets:
I uh, don't have any bullets. You gonna give me bullets? Are there bullets up there? Where do I get my gun?

Defective Turrets:
Do we get some eyes at some point?

Defective Turrets:
Yeah, I am a bad man!

Defective Turrets:
Uh, blam! Blamblamblam! I'm not defective!

Defective Turrets:
Oh... no. I'm one of the bad ones, aren't I?

Defective Turrets:
Hey, squeaky voice, give me some of your bullets! Can I get some bullets here? Anyone got any bullets? Well, I tried.

Defective Turrets:
Clickity click click. Right on the money. Shootin' blanks every time. All the time.

Defective Turrets:
[high voice then normal] Hello? HEELLO? Heh. Aw, crap.