(Vault Hunter accepts the mission.)
Mordecai: Never hurts to know more about the man you're killing. While you're in the Nexus, grab whatever files you can on Jack.
(Mission objectives update: Find first Jack ECHO, Find second Jack ECHO, Find third Jack ECHO, Find fourth Jack ECHO, Find fifth Jack ECHO)
(Vault Hunter goes out and recovers ECHO recorders.)
Young Angel: I don't understand, daddy.
Handsome Jack: Say hello to your new home, darling. You're like a little princess, and this is your throne!
Young Angel: I want mommy. Where's mommy?
Handsome Jack: She's not coming back, Angel. Now get in the freaking chair!
Young Angel: I don't want to!
Handsome Jack: Get -- there we go -- in the chair!
Handsome Jack: Okay, any candidates today, Angel?
Angel: There are... four treasure hunters who arrived on a shuttle several hours ago. They are currently on a bus to Fyrestone.
Handsome Jack: Great! Say this to 'em: Don't be alarmed. I need you to stay calm and don't let on that anyone is talking to you. Start making your way off the bus.
Angel: The bus is still moving, sir.
Handsome Jack: Shut up. Tell them--
(Something like a muffled gunshot is heard in the background ...)
Hyperion President: John? Why have you dispatched one of our satellites to Pandora? What are you doing?
Handsome Jack: Uh... sir, uh, the energy readings my, uh... instruments, uh, at home are getting from Pandora are--
Hyperion President: Get out of there at once, you hideous little code monkey! And shut off that satellite!
Handsome Jack: Yes, sir. I'm sorry, Mister Tassiter, it won't happen again, sir.
Moorin: Uhm, sir? we've lost at least a dozen staff to the Angel's malfunctions. We need to shut her down! Your wife suggested as much before her disappear--
Handsome Jack: Rrngh -- Jimmy, please make a note: I'm strangling Mister Moorin for bringing up my wife.
Mister Blake: Choked... Mister Moorin...
Handsome Jack: No, no, Jimmy, choking is something you do when you eat too fast. As I'm crushing Mister Moorin's windpipe with my watch chain, what I'm doing is actually referred to as strangling.
Moorin: Ghkk... please, please...
Handsome Jack: Tut-tut-tut-tut-tut... Shhhhh. There we go. Anything else on today's agenda, Jimmy?
Mister Blake: It's Jeffrey, sir. And no.
(Sound of a windpipe being crushed is heard ...)
Handsome Jack: Thanks Jimmy -- rnrgh! Well, then.
Handsome Jack: Drinks are on Handsome Jack!
Handsome Jack: Why isn't this working, Angel?
Angel: I don't...
Handsome Jack: I've pumped every frickin' ounce of Eridium I've got into you but the stupid Key isn't working! WHY?!
Angel: I'm sorry, I don't know.
Handsome Jack: You're a SIREN! You're one-of-a-kind -- now make it work! I want that freaking Warrior, Angel. I want him awake, okay? I want him under my control, now -- I want him now! NOT LATER! NOW!
Handsome Jack: Ah, tut-tut -- now now, Mister Tassiter, blackmail is such a dirty little word, isn't it? Actually, you know what, come to think of it, it's not a dirty word at all. It's kind of awesome. Blackmail! Say it with me: black...
Hyperion President: Oh, go to hell, John. Just because you got lucky with your Pandora hunch doesn't mean--
Handsome Jack: Because I was right, is what you mean. And call me Jack, idiot.
Hyperion President: You may have been able to scare the other directors into giving up their shares, but I know you. I know that beneath that ridiculous mask, you're still a hideous, pathetic little nobody.
Handsome Jack: Mister Tassiter -- maybe you can settle up something for me -- do you know the difference between choking and strangulation?
Mordecai: I've heard what I need to hear. Come on back.
(Mission objectives update: TURN IN!)
(Vault Hunter turns in the mission.)
Mordecai: If I didn't want Jack dead before, I sure as hell do now.