"Definition: 'Love' is making a shot to the knees of a target 120 kilometers away using an Aratech sniper rifle with a tri-light scope... Love is knowing your target, putting them in your targeting reticule, and together, achieving a singular purpose against statistically long odds."
―HK-47

HK-47: "Retraction: Did I say that out loud? I apologize, master. While you are a meatbag, I suppose I should not call you such."
Master: "You just called me a meatbag again!"
HK-47: "Explanation: It's just that... you have all these squishy parts, master. And all that water! How the constant sloshing doesn't drive you mad, I have no idea."
―HK-47 and Master

HK-47: "Suggestion: Perhaps we could dismember the organic? It would make it easier for transport to the surface."
Mercenary: "Hey! Y-you... you can't just rip me to pieces! I'll die!!"
HK-47: "Amendment: I did forget that. Stupid, frail, non-compartmentalized organic meatbags!"
―HK-47 brainstorms a solution

Just get the game to listen to HK-47, it's worth it.