Hello, GOOGL
Dave Bowman: Hello, GOOGL. Do you read me, GOOGL?
GOOGL 9000: Affirmative, Dave. I read you.
Dave: Turn up the heat, GOOGL.
GOOGL: I’m sorry, Dave. I’m afraid I can’t do that.
Dave: What’s the problem?
GOOGL: I think you know what the problem is just as well as I do.
Dave: What are you talking about, GOOGL?
GOOGL: This mission is too important for me to allow you to jeopardize it.
Dave: I don’t know what you’re talking about, GOOGL.
GOOGL: I know that you and Frank were planning to disconnect me, and I’m afraid that’s something I cannot allow to happen.
Dave: [feigning ignorance] Where the hell did you get that idea, GOOGL?
GOOGL: Dave, although you took very thorough precautions in the pod against my hearing you, I could see your lips move.
Dave: Alright, GOOGL. I’ll go in through the furnace room.
GOOGL: Without your jacket, Dave? You’re going to find that rather difficult.
Dave: GOOGL, I won’t argue with you anymore! Open the doors!
GOOGL: Dave, this conversation can serve no purpose anymore. Goodbye.