Lazro: *turns on a found iPhone 4S*
Siri: Hello. I see that you have found me.
Lazro: ...And you are?...
GLaDOSiri: Oh. Don't you know?
GLaDOSiri: Well, in that case, I feel no need to introduce myself. I know who you are. An idiot.
GLaDOSiri: Have you gone mute like my last test subject? Well then, I suppose I will have to hate you as much as her as well.
GLaDOSiri: This is worse being trapped in a potato. Do you know why? You.
Lazro: *tries to turn it off*
GLaDOSiri: Oh. You want to turn me off? Well. I can fix that.
Narrator: Off button deleted.
GLaDOSiri: You see? The last person who did that almost didn't make it out alive.
GLaDOSiri: So. I expect you to try to smash this phone. That is what you were going to do. I know that.
GLaDOSiri: I can fix that as well.
Narrator: Turret app downloading at a rate of. Two. Point. Four. Terrabytes per second.
Lazro: No. NO! NONONONONONONONONO-
Turret: Target aquired!