Sully: Come on, hurry it up, Nate.
Nate: Shit, the filth.
Sully: This way.
Nate: Come on.
Sully: Come on, Charlie. What's the hold up?
Charlie: Yeah, yeah, yeah, all right, all right. It'll all be over soon, it'll all be over soon, it'll all be over soon, that's it, that's it. Oh, that wasn't too bad...
Sully: What the hell is wrong with you?
Charlie: Nothing, I'm fine.
Nate: Ah, it's blocked. Wait, we can get around this way.
Charlie: Yeah, yeah, right or we could just use a little muscle.
Nate: Oh, there's a thought.
Charlie: Wall's too high.
Sully: Here, let's move this thing over there.
Nate: I got it.
Charlie: Put your back into it, mate, we haven't got all bloody night.
Nate: Yeah, thanks for the help. Come on, move your lazy asses. All right, looks like the coast is clear.
Sully: You should be more careful with your head, you know, it's . . .
Chloe: Evening, lads.
Sully: All right, darling?
Chloe: Looks like Hell spit you two back out.
Sully: Ah, it was a thing of beauty, Chloe.
Charlie:: Went off without a hitch.
Chloe: You're unusually quiet. What's up your bum?
Nate: Oh, well, Charlie seemed to enjoy himself a little bit too much for my taste.
Charlie: Here we go . . .
Nate: My ears are still ringing.
Charlie: Oh, for God's sake.
Chloe: Helps if you have something in between. Looks like I missed out on some fun.
Charlie: Yeah, you did actually. It was very, very, cathartic.
Nate: That's funny.
Sully: You have any trouble?
Chloe: Nah, easy-peasy.
Nate: And you're sure they didn't see you trailing them?
Chloe: Not a chance.
Charlie: So, which door is Scary Poppins hiding behind?
Chloe: Behind that one there, the green one. They drove in ages ago and it's been dark ever since.
Nate: You think they're still in there?
Chloe: Well, I haven't taken my eyes off it, and no one's gone in or out.
Sully: Think these are really necessary? I mean, it's not like they're expecting us.
Charlie: Don't underestimate these blokes, they're not messing about.
Nate: Hey, we're just going to sneak in and we sneak out. Just like that.
Charlie: Yeah, fair enough. But any trouble you shoot first and ask questions later, all right?
Sully: Man, I was sorely tempted to just pick up that briefcase back there and walk.
Nate: Yeah, you got a lousy poker face, mate. Hey, trust me. That's nothing compared to what we're onto.
Sully: Yeah, well, at my age it's a bird in the hand, you know?
Nate: Didn't I tell you?
Sully: Oh, please. Look, I just hope you're right about this.
Charlie: Seems pretty quiet.
Nate: You think they're still in there?
Charlie: Well, we're not going to just barge in the front door and find out.
Sully: Well, we can't afford to waste time standing here.
Nate: I'll find a way in and check it out. You three stay here.
Sully: Look out.
Charlie: You all right up there?
Nate: Yeah, sorry about that. Damn it. Oh, crap. Empty? Wait a minute, where did it go?
Empty? Wait a minute, where did it go? Where the hell did they go? This doesn't make any sense. Give me a hand with this.
Charlie: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Got it.
Nate: Does anybody see a car? Because I don't see a car.
Chloe: I don't understand.
Charlie: Damn it! You're sure this is the right one?
Chloe: Yes, the green door. I'm sure.
Sully: Nate, we are losing time here, and that damn briefcase is looking better and better.
Nate: All right, come on. They didn't just vanish into thin air, right? There's got to be an explanation. Just spread out and look around.
Sully: They were here all right. I can still smell the exhaust.
Nate: Tire tracks, still went from the rain. Looks like the car turned here. Hey, check this out.
Charlie: Come on, you're supposed to be the smart one. What are we missing?
Chloe: Hmmm . . . some kind of mechanism.
Nate: Yeah, maybe. Four tires, four points of contact. Sully, stand right there. You two, back there and there. All right, everybody on three, ready? One, two, three.
Nate: Well, this has got to be it. Wait, wait, it's the light. Sully, aim your beam at the wall. Like headlights.
Sully: Well, abra-goddamn-cadabra.
Chloe: Nate, just who are we dealing with here?
Nate: There's only one way to find out. We'll track the car, you head back to the van.
Charlie: We'll try and stay in radio contact. I'll let you know when we get through to the other side, all right?
Sully: Yeah, wherever the hell that is.
Nate: Let's just be ready for anything. Might be a quick exit.
Chloe: No doubt.
Charlie: She's the best driver in the business, you know.
Nate: So I've heard.