Sgt. Barnes:
What's your name, soldier? Corporal Shepherd? Sounds more like Corporal Dog Meat to me! Seems like your name was mysteriously bumped to the top of the advanced training list! My suggestion to you is to get your ass down to the advanced training area, and report to Colonel Sharpe ASAP! Now move it, Corporal!

Various Marines:
If drill instructor Barnes could see me now.

Sgt. Barnes:
As you can see, you are not dead.

Various Marines:
Nobody said anything about Black Operations in the Mission Briefing.

G-Man:
So, Corporal Shephard, we meet at last! Please, don't think that I've been avoiding you, a great many matters require my attention in these troubled times. I *do* hope you understand. Now, I require a further indulgence on your part. I cannot close my report until every loose end has been tied up. The biggest embarrassment has been Black Mesa facility... but I think that's finally taking care of itself.

G-Man:
Quite so.

G-Man:
But there is still the lingering matter of *witnesses*. I admit, I have a fascination with those who adopt and survive against all odds... they rather remind me of myself. If for no other reason, I have argued to... "preserve" you, for a time.

G-Man:
While I believe a civil servant, like yourself, understands the importance of discretion, my employers are not quite so trusting. And rather than continually subjective to the *irresistible* human temptation of "Telling All", we have decided to convey you somewhere you can do no possible harm... and where no harm can come to you. I'm sure you can imagine there are worse alternatives...