Nate: They must know something we don't. No, no, no, no!
Sully: This can't be the whole convoy. There's not enough of them.
Nate: Must have gotten separated in the storm. Come on.
Sully: Get an RPG! Oh shit. Look out. Get an RPG and take those trucks out.
Nate: Great! All right. Okay. Shit! Steady, Nate, steady! Woah, woah, woah, woah! Steady. Go, Go! Oh, great! Look out, eat this! Thanks.
I think that's all of them!
Sully: I hope so!
Nate: Sully we are here, this is it. We made it. Come on, let's get inside.
Sully: Holy shit!
Nate: Wow, look at this place!
Sully: So it really does exist.
Nate: It's amazing.
Sully: Oh hey, I managed to swipe your notebook back off Marlowe. Figured it might come in handy. Still got it.
Nate: Sully up here, I found something. Ah crap, its stuck.
Sully: Nate, there's on on the other side.
Nate: You wait here. Woah!
Sully: Nate, you've got to get on that other switch.
Nate: Almost there.
Nate You ready? Go!
Nate: Ha ha!
Sully Ha ha it worked!
Nate: In the words of Victor Sullivan, "I'll be go to hell!"