This is a page containing all quotes for Sergeant Stéphane Joubert, a lone kindly officer in the bunker.
Real-time dialogue[]
This is for all of Joubert’s dialogue that takes place in real-time during Amnesia: The Bunker, entirely within the prologue scenes.
Radio[]
Documents[]
This is for all documents that have Stéphane Joubert credibly as an author.
Joubert's Journal – Strange Sounds[]
Inside the desk in Joubert's room (Officer Quarters).
“14 July 1916
”
Night.
Strange scratching sounds a few moments ago and now it sounds like someone is pacing in the hallway.
Probably Reynard, drunk on the stash of wine I know he hides from us.
Best I confront him now – either get him into bed to sleep it off or convince him to share a bottle or two with me.
15 July 1916
Cold fear runs through all our veins now.
Fournier has terrorized the men for answers. They say they were asleep until Reynard's screams. I believe them, of course.
Fournier went so far as to accuse Prisoner #73014 of escaping his cell and committing the murder. Impossible.
I worry about Fournier... his rage hides fear. He takes it out on the men and I can see no way to stop it. It breeds contempt.
My mind slips back to the moment Reynard started screaming. How easily it could've been me. How easily it still could be.
For the first time I wish the order to attack would come. I would rather face a thousand German guns than this nameless dread.
Joubert's Final Journal[]
On top of the desk in Joubert's room (Officer Quarters).
“To any who find this –
”
Fournier, our commanding officer!, cowers next to me now. He's lost his mind to an abyss of fear. He repeats the same refrain over and over.
"Flee! Flee! We must flee and seal the beast where it belongs!"
He wants to run, to blow up the exit behind him.. Sealing the demon down here... The demon AND our men.
His constant refrain, it is getting to me... and that same void of terror... it is also overtaking me.
To any of my men who see this: once we're free of this place, I will get the arsenal code from him. I will get it and I will radio it back to you.
Trapped down here with that beast, the arsenal may be your only hope. It's all I can do. All I have courage to do...
Get to the communications room in the Soldier Quarters. Hide there. I'll broadcast the code to you.
– Joubert
Roman Tunnel Update[]
On the table, in the Strategic Operations room (Officer Quarters).
“2 May 1916
”
From: Sgt. Joubert
To: M. Fournier and D. Blanchet
Engineers have broken through our storage area and into the old Roman tunnels.
They are as we thought: structurally sound, deep and, I confess I was skeptical of this last point, but they do indeed lead in the direction of the German line.
By September we should be in position to launch a massive push from inside the tunnels.
Perhaps of note: inside the tunnels we found urns, latin texts, etc. Will do our best to preserve some materials for posterity.
Updates to follow.
Joubert's Journal – Patrol Debriefing[]
Clerk's office, on shelf (Soldier Quarters).
“Patrol report – 10 July 1916
”
Odd occurrences last night. Sdt. Lambert, thought dead after his patrol on the 8th, returned to the barracks in fine health. He carried with him Sdt. Clément – severely wounded from an explosion.
Lambert reports the following:
– That midway through his patrol on the 8th he fell into a deep crater and was unable to escape.
– Clément, his close friend, snuck out after him last night, located him in the crater, and carried him out.
– They were spotted and in the ensuing attack, Clément was injured by an explosion. It fell on Lambert to carry him back.
Very odd that Lambert was neither injured from the fall nor the explosion AND that he ended up saving the man who came to save him.
But battlefield luck is an odd thing. In every life, fate's winds blow erratic.
Judging by Lambert's description, the crater he fell into seems to have been located very close to the Roman tunnels we unearthed. It may have been a result of work down there.
Recommend a future patrol investigate and make sure we have not opened up a backdoor into our own bunker.
Comment on Noyer's Report[]
On a crate in the lantern room (Roman Tunnels).
“From: Joubert
”
To: Reynard
Re: Noyer's report.
Our mad classicist has struck again. Noyer has filed a report claiming that the Romans used these tunnels to hold sadistic bacchanals, great festivals of cruel combat, torture, and worse.
Further, he says these were all held in an arena over a great pit. Any who fell into it, fell into "screaming darkness." His words. What a poet.
I've been in the tunnels. They are tunnels. Full stop.
Recommend surveillance on Noyer.