H 2:
Grunt:The arbiter! Our savior! *nudges the jackal* stupid jackal say thank you!
H 2:
Arbiter, no hurt, me like Elites! Brutes stinky bad bad, me saty here and make sure no brutes come behind the mighty arbiter, he he... eh?
H 3:
Sgt. Stacker: All armor form up on the lower doorway, Chief, get up there and have your robot pick that lock!
Guilty Spark: Begging your pardon? I am the monitor of installation 04 I...
Stacker: Yeah? Well your still a damned robot!