Booker: Do it now.
Elizabeth: Okay. Still nothing.
Monster: You will share my fate!
Elizabeth: What could this place have to do with my mother? Odd.
Booker: Open it.
Elizabeth: Done. I need more time to look! Catch!
Booker: That'll do!
Soldier 1: Smoke him out.
Elizabeth: That's all I have. Still looking. You're hurt! Take this!
Elizabeth: Fifty percent.
Booker: What's that?
Elizabeth: Fifty percent of everything people earn here goes right to Comstock as a tithe.
Booker: I got to get me a job in the prophet business. Need some help with this.
Elizabeth: No problem. Got it. Booker, a lockpick. Grab it.
Booker: The footsteps seem to go down the vault.
Elizabeth: Booker, look. There's a cipher written on the stationery.
Booker: Hudsons Tailors.
Elizabeth: Maybe that's where the code book is. Here's some cash. I need more time! You need salts! Need money? Okay. Catch. Hey, there's a lockpick over there.
Booker: I know you're there.
Fink: And if I do this, this sabotage, all their parents?
Mansfield: All of them, Mr. Fink.
Fink: Now, why does the Prophet want these two killed?
Mansfield: For the same reason Lady Comstock lies buried, the child.
Fink: And why does he want me to do it?
Mansfield: Because only you can make it seem an accident.
Elizabeth: I don't think that's the real Lady Comstock. I think she's a combination of herself and my feelings towards her.
Booker: What do you mean?
Elizabeth: I'm just so angry, at her, and at my father. I think she's her but she's also partly me. I'm not even sure I understand it myself.
Comstock: The Archangel tells me that Columbia will only survive so long as my line sits the throne. Yet Lady Comstock produces no child! I have done all that a man can do yet there is no child! I have asked Lutece about the matter. But even she refuses to help.
Booker: Can you open this, Elizabeth?
Elizabeth: Let me have a look. Done.
Woman's voice: Liar, liar, lie!
Elizabeth: I haven't found anything! I found ammo! Take this!