Nate: What the . . .
Hey, a light. That's a good sign.
Oh, thank God, a way out. All right, I should be able to climb up through there.
Piece of cake.
Man 1: They're here somewhere. Hunt them down.
Nate: I got to warn Sully.
Man 2: Who is that?
Man 3: There.
Man 4: Take him down.
Nate: All right, steady.
Jesus, they brought a small army.
Ah, thanks for the gift, boys.
Man 5: Hit the dirt! [SP]
Nate: Ooh, didn't see that coming!
Hey, through here.
Man 6: All right, you bastards! Come on!
Nate: Sorry, I'm late.
Sullivan: Thanks for showing up!
Nate: Looks like Marlowe brought a goddamn army!
Sullivan: Yeah, I think the bus just got here!
Come on, you sons of bitches!
How the hell do you think they found us?!
Nate: They must have followed us. It's the only way.
Man 7: Keep them in your sights!
Man 8: Show yourself.
Nate: Tower's right there! We gotta get inside!
Sullivan: All right.
Nate: Come on Sul, give me some help with this door.