記憶再生(LT BARRY POLLOCK)
POLLOCK: We should be rolling with ass for this.
SOLDIER: What, you don't feel safe?
POLLOCK: We're being hunted by a guy who shows up out of nowhere and eats tanks with his teeth.
SOLDIER: Sounds like a good time to me.
BLACKWATCH RADIO: Crossbow, this is Viper. James Heller is now tango primary for you. Find that basted and suppress him ASAP, over.
PILOT: Roger that, Crossbow. I'll make that cocksucker my bitch. If he shows his face, that is. Over.
DESTROY the HELICOPETERS
HELLER: "If he shows his face"? Oh I'll show my face alright.
PILOT: Crossbow, this is Four Three. Under attack. Engaging now. Subject moves like..like he's not human, over.
PILOT: It's Heller. I guarantee it. Take that pussy down. I want that bitch to shit blood, Four Two.
HELLER: What the...who is this guy?
PILOT: Going down! I can't control--
PILOT: Goddamn Heller, that piece of shit fairy! I hope that asshole tries me , I really do.
HELLER: I'm starting to think this guy likes me...
PILOT: I'd recognize those moves anywhere. Time to die, Heller!
PILOT: Get serious! I can't tell if you're trying to fight me or fuck me!
HELLER: Oh, man. This guy.
CONSUME the COMMANDER
HELLER: What'd you say? Oh, that's right: you're dead, motherfucker
EXIT the ALART
CARGO DELIVERY 18-A
記憶再生(PVT DANE FONTENOT)
FONTENOT: These files should be in some archive somewhere.
SCIENTIST: Huh? Why, what are they?
FONTENOT: Inteligence gathered on James Heller. Here in the Quarantine Zone.
SCIENTIST: And you're carrying it with you? Uh, pardon me. I need to be somewhere else right now.
PILOT: Ballista, this is Firehawk Four Three. Got that packet of intel on James Heller. You should read some of this, man. That guy is crazy.
BLACKWATCH RADIO: Four Three, what the fuck do you think you're doing reading classified documents?
PILOT: Was stuck on the landing pad for half an hour. What else was I gonna do?
HELLER: Don't you worry, Four Three. You're about to see my crazy up close and personal.
PILOT: Mayday! Mayday! This is Firehawk Four Three! My systems are crashed. I have--
HELLER: Damn, I really wanted to kill him.
BLACKWATCH RADIO: Ballista Four, this is Ballista. A Firehawk chopper carrying sensitive intel about James Heller's biological weaknesses just went down. Transmitting coordinates. We need those files! Ballista out.
HELLER: How the fuck are they getting this kind of intel on me?
EVOLVED: Pfah! Intelligence on James Heller. I bet this will be fascinating reading.
HELLER: Get over here. I'll give you the condensed version.
HELLER: Hold still!
EVOLVED: Come on, you can't be that slow.
EVOLVED: This is getting kind of sad.
HELLER: Oh, fuck you.
EVOLVED: Need to stop and rest, old man?
HELLER: After I break my foot off in your ass, yeah.
EVOLVED: That's it! You're dead!
EVOLVED: Keep your hands off me!
EVOLVED: I'll tear you in half for that!
HELLER: Next time, y'oughta mind your own fucking business.