Claw: You got me. Here, have a victory cigar.
Brown: No thanks.
Claw (lights cigar): Remember, smoking kills.
Brown: I don't smoke!
Claw: Really? You will now!
Brown: Oh boy—BOOM
Master Chief: Sir, permission to leave the station.
Admiral Hood: For what purpose, Master Chief?
Hood: ...permission granted.
— Halo 2