Zeke: Cole! Cole, you there?
Zeke: What the hell happened?
Cole: Militia got Kuo, and Wolfe's dead.
Cole: Look, man, I don't really feel like talking right now. I'll... I'll see you later.
Zeke: Hey man, I think I stumbled onto some good news. Come on by when you get a chance.
Cole: What do you want, Zeke?
Zeke: Cheer up, man. Things have been a crap ton worse for us than this. We always get by.
Cole: I don't know. I feel a little low on options here, Zeke. Like it or not, that Beast, it's going to be my responsibility. Now Wolfe, the only person who could help me kill it, is dead.
Zeke: Come on, we still got the RFI.
Cole: That thing's a paperweight without Blast Cores. How are we going to find them?
Zeke: I don't know yet, but I'm... I'm working on it.
Cole: So what's with the binoculars, Zeke? Spying on some chick in the shower?
Zeke: Not this time. I think I found Kuo. Heard some gal escaped the lynch mob, took off through the swamp. Probably hiding back in one of those bootlegging shacks they got back there.
Cole: All right. I'll go check it out. Thanks man, that's good work.
Hey, Kuo! You in here? Kuo!
Zeke: Plenty more shacks around. These folks love their Moonshine.
Cole: Hell of a place to make Moonshine.
Minigunner: Yankee pig!
Cole: Kuo, come on out!
Kuo. Kuo? Kuo? Kuo! Kuo?
Nix: The Demon? Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, Cole MacGrath. I'm a fan.
Cole: Where did you get that?
Nix: Off one of these fools. I thought it was kind of pretty. Why? You like pretty?
Cole: Yeah, big...
Nix: Ah... It's all yours. All you got to do is help me break a few crackers.
Cole: Yeah, because you look like a real damsel in distress.
Nix: It ain't about needing help. I just want a little company. My name's Nix.
Cole: All right, Nix. Lead the way.
Nix: All right.
Cole: Now that I can't do.