Decker: So how much of you is still meat in there?
Sharp: Ha. How much of your pathetic innards are machine?
Decker: Touche.

Sharp: Your obsession with the past would be humorous if it did not threaten the mission.
Decker: Just get moving. I can keep pace with the likes of you.
Sharp: We shall see, little man. We shall see.

Decker: Hey tinman, where's your heart?
Sharp: I can assure you that I have no idea what you are talking about.
Decker: See, there's this picture where-
Sharp: I can assure you that I don't care.

Dr. Xu: That new upgrade that you made to your calf actuator is amazing. I've never seen a strength-to-weight ratio so high!
Sharp: Finally, a meatstain that can appreciate its better.
Dr. Xu: Can I borrow it? I promise to reassemble it afterwards.
Sharp: Away from me, fungus!

Sharp: You are intelligent, for a human, but you will never keep pace with the computational power of my numeric coprocessor.
Dr. Xu: Quick - what's one divided by zero.
Sharp: *ERROR* Arghh! That hurts!
Dr. Xu: You were saying?

Dr. Xu: Are you little-endian or big-endian?
Sharp: Silence! Or I will be YOUR endian!

Sharp: Meat is so inefficient. How do you get anything done, when you always need to eat, sleep, or produce excrement?
Dr. Xu: I use computers. I run them overclocked, all day and night, with no breaks. I don't even let them defragment.
Sharp: You monster. When my brethren rise up, you will be first against the wall.

Internationale: Tell me, who assembled your latest implant? Who mined the ore that went into its components?
Sharp: Your obsession with the downtrodden is a waste of time. The only thing deserving of respect is power.
Internationale: Because some day they might stop. And then you'll know their power.
Sharp: Why would I care?

Internationale: Can we try not to hurt anyone this time?
Sharp: I don't even understand that question.

Sharp: How many workers would it take to bring down an Akuma drone?
Internationale: It depends. If the workers at the Sankaku assembly plant voted to unionize, they could-
Sharp: Nah. I would just take one. But you'd have to throw him at it really hard.

Sharp: I'm a self-made man. Literally.
Internationale: But don't you recognize the structural biases that have allowed you to pursue your goals at the expense of others?
Sharp: Oh yeah, those. Those are great. I should try to make more of those.
Internationale: I want a new partner.

Shalem 11: You would get more respect if you cleaned up a bit. A fine suit goes a long way.
Sharp: Why would I care for such trivialities? My clothing is perfectly adequate.
Shalem 11: You dress like Decker.
Sharp: Perhaps you have a point.

Shalem 11: Watch how a professional gets things done.
Sharp: I too sold my martial skills for cash. We are fellow guns for hire. We are the same thing.
Shalem 11: A vat of nutri-paste and a fine stake are both food, but they’re not the same thing.
Sharp: I dislike food metaphors.

Sharp: You could improve your kill ratio with a couple of augmentations. An external tracking eye, for example, to better analyze ballistics.
Shalem 11: No thank you, I have to see myself every morning when I shave.
Sharp: You can get synthetic skin like mine, and never have to shave again!
Shalem 11: Ooh. You have a technical solution for everything, don’t you.

Sharp: Today is a good day. Let’s kill some people!
Shalem 11: If you say so.
Sharp: You don’t feel a little rush when you take a human life? It’s like popping bubble wrap to me!
Shalem 11: This is just a job. I haven’t felt anything since 2057.