"DEMAND TO SEE LIFE'S MANAGER! MAKE LIFE RUE THE DAY IT THOUGHT IT COULD GIVE CAVE JOHNSON LEMONS! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM!? I'M THE MAN BURN YOUR HOUSE DOWN… WITH THE LEMONS! I'M GOING TO GET MY ENGINEERS TO CREATE A COMBUSTABLE LEMON THAT BURNS HOUSE DOWN!" Cave Johnson yelled into his mic. Then another coughing fit took ahold of him and he shut the mic off. After he was done coughing he switched the mic back on. "The point is, if we can store music on a compact disc, why can't we store a man's intel and personality on one? So, I have the engineers figuring that one out right now. Brain mapping, AI, we should have been working on it 30 years ago. I will say this, and I'm going to say it on tape so everyone hears it 100 times a day: If I die before you can pour me into a computer, I want Caroline to run this place. Now she'll argue, she'll say she can't – she's modest like that. But you make her! Heck, put her in my computer, I don't care. Alright, test's over. You can head on back to your desk". And with that he switched off the mic.