P-Body: Please, for the love of God, send help... Atlas: And while you're at it, send cake to preoccupy Miss Psychopath behind us... GLaDOS: What was that?! Atlas: Um...uh... P-Body: Look! That human pulled a lever! GLaDOS: That wasn't a lever, it was a butto-(ZAP!) AAAAAAAAAAAGH! (hits the ground, looking a bit fried) Atlas:...(pokes GLaDOS a few times) P-Body...I think she's dead. P-Body: YES! She'S DEAD!!! We're free! No more of these insane, monotonous tests! Atlas: Yes! Good riddance to that bossy, megalomaniacal bitch! GLaDOS: (stirs) I'm going to kill BOTH OF YOU! Atlas: (screams) P-Body: RUN, FATBOY! RUUUUUN!