Gabriel Knight 1

Officer Frick: Do I look like the kind of low life that would betray his sacred oath to this department?

Gabriel: How would that kind of low life look like?

Officer Frick: Like Hamburger meat if I got a hold of him.

Gabriel Knight 2

Herr Hennemann: I can tell you what he's doing right now up there in his room! He'd shut himself in the bathroom... but he isn't taking a bath.

Herr Von Agnair: Look at me, I like to eat and I like to drink. I own a butchery and a brewery, which means I like people who like to eat and drink. And if I could make it the national religion, I would.

Gabriel Knight 3

Gabriel Knight: Two lonely guys - in hats.

Gabriel Knight: Who would wear a white suit in a boat? Who would wear a white suit, period?

Gabriel Knight: Yeah, revolutions can really f--k up your long term conspiracies.

Gabriel Knight: Roxanne obviously has some... hidden treasures. But it's not 'buried' in the laundry bin.

Gabriel Knight: "Hi. I'm Mosely. D'you wanna... uh... come back to my room. Duh."

Excelsior Montreaux: Don't you think it is ironic that a grape, or even a dog or a cat should be so carefully bred, but that most humans depend on such a silly thing as love?

Gabriel: Then again, there is something to be said for spontaneity...

Excelsior Montreaux: Is there?

Gabriel: Aren't you French in this region?

Madam Girard: Well, France thinks so.

Lady Lilly Howard: And now you are thinking: How modest! How petite! And of course... I am.

Lady Lilly Howard: Am I a stone? Do I feel nothing..? Or a director, perhaps? No! An artist!

Mallory and McDougle: We're Scots, God help you.

Franklin Mosely: Why don't you go and write some dialogue, smart ass. Get it out of your system.

John Wilkes: See that black area? What do you think? Caves right? But it's all connected. A huge Mother!

Grace Nakimura: Oh! So the radar bounced off the earth and the echo is recorded!

John Wilkes: What?

Grace Nakimura: I mean, I guess...

John Wilkes: Roit. Roit...

Vittorio Buchelli: Oh, we're just holding the international conference of spies.

Madeline Buthane: However, we already have one American present.

Grace Nakimura: Not the one you want though, huh? Well, you can't have it all.

Madeline Buthane: Bit--...!