Woman: Warning. Mission stats change, chip link compromised. Agent Merit's chip functions are now off line. No agent support available. We are on our own.
Man 1: You're never going home. You know that, bitch. The West Coast is ours!
Man 2: Going to take you apart, New York! Now, we'll finish this!
Woman: Upgrade potential detected.
Man 3: Jesus Christ! The mother of all god damned chip feedbacks! I think he fried mine. A low grade agent, like that? Shit. I'm losing my touch.
Woman 2: Attention, passengers. Due to local security problems, this train will continue straight to... [inaudible 00:07:15]
Man 3: Shit! That's not where we're going. Come on, we've got to breach the controls. Let's go. Sir! Sir, Aspari security. Situation is under control. You can step out.
Man 4: Oh, thank God. I thought you were the...
Man 3: And this is where we want to go. Here. Long distance. You need to breach the controls and get us on the right track.