(On Rannoch, after defeating the Reaper)
Reaper: Shepard. Without our intervention, organics are doomed. We are your salvation.
Shepard: Wait, what?
Reaper: Every organic civilization must be harvested in order to bring order to the chaos.
Shepard: What are you talking about? You're killing everyone in the galaxy to save us?
Reaper: N...Noo. It is not a thing you can comprehend.
Shepard: This isn't complicated. What else is there to understand?
Reaper: It...It is not a thing you can comprehend.
Shepard: It is!
Reaper: Nooo.
Shepard: It's tha-
Reaper: Noo Noooo.
Shepard: It's that simple.
Reaper: Noo Noooo Nooooo.
Shepard: *sigh* You're desperat-
Reaper: *BUUZZZZZZZ*
Shepard: I'M DONE ARGUING WITH YOU.
Reaper: *BUUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ*
Shepard: NO MORE STALLING. WE ARE STOPPING YOU OUT THERE!
Reaper: *BUUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ*
Shepard: There is an ent-
Reaper: *Shoots laser beams*
Shepard: LET'S END THIS! *Fleet blows up Reaper*