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Nate: Can't get much worse than this. Yes, it can. How about that? Okay, time to get out of this aquarium.

Man: [Arabic 00:52]. See you in hell, habibi.

Nate: Ah, no. Crazy son-of-a-bitch. Get out of here. How convenient. How's it going?

Elena: All right, all right, yeah. Yeah, I understand. Can you call me if anything changes? Oh my God. I've got to go. Nate.

Nate: Hey. Thought this was frowned upon.

Elena: Shut up. I really thought you were gone this time.

Nate: No.

Elena: Are you okay?

Nate: Is Sully...

Elena: He's alive.

Nate: Thank God.

Elena: But they've got him.

Nate: What? Where?

Elena: They're in a convoy, headed into the desert.

Nate: We've got to go.

Elena: Whoa. No. No, it's not...It's not that simple. Come on. They've got at least two days' head start on us. So we'll never catch up.

Nate: We've got to try.

Elena: Listen, I've got a plan, but we're only going to get one shot at this.

Nate: Okay.

Elena: They're loading up a cargo plane at the airport. They're going to make a supply drop to the convoy.

Nate: We've got to be on that plane.

Elena: Exactly.

Nate: You do realize that means parachuting in, right?

Elena: We've done it before.

Nate: Not well. Okay, I could really use a glass of water and then we ought to get going.

Elena: No, no, no, no. My contact at the airport says that the plane isn't taking off until dawn. In the meantime, just try to get a couple hours' sleep.

Nate: I don't think that's a good idea.

Elena: Come on, all right. He'll call if anything changes.

Nate: You were really going to do all this on your own, huh?

Elena: For Sully, yeah.

Nate: I like the way you think.

Elena: I know.

Nate: No, I mean that's...

Elena: I know what you mean.

Nate: I'm sorry.

Elena: I know.