Cole: Okay, Zeke, I think I found it.
Zeke: All right, now somehow the Militia managed to isolate that transformer from the rest of them over in Ascension Parish.
Cole: Maybe I could bridge this one to the next one.
All right, Zeke, I got the next transformer going.
Zeke: Good, get on over to it pronto. It'll take a while for the voltage to build, and the Militia are sure to try to shut that thing down before the relays reset the condenser.
Cole: Really, "Relays reset the condenser"?
Zeke: Hey man, you went college prep. I took shop classes. So, who's the dummy now?
Cole: I hate being off the grid, makes me, I don't know.
Zeke: Careful in there, man. Hey, Cole. I picked up some Militia chatter on my squawk box. They are riled up like a bunch of fire ants, and they are headed right towards you.
Man 1: Get him before the transformer fires up, or we'll never get it off again.
Man 2: Get that thing turned off, or it will be on forever.
Cole: Ha, ha! One down, two to go.
Hey, how's Kuo doing?
Zeke: It's weird, man. Her skin's cold as a dead man's balloon knot. If I wasn't watching her breathe I'd swear she was dead.
Cole: You don't sound too worried.
Zeke: Actually, man, it reminds me of taking care of you after the blast in Empire. But me and Trish were worried sick for nothing.
Cole: Trish should've been worried. Saving me got her killed.
Man 2: Get that transformer offline, now!
So, Zeke, you really think Kuo might have powers? You think she might like I was after the blast?
Zeke: I don't know, man, maybe. Hey, I'm sorry to have just brought up Trish like that outta nowhere. I know it's a sore subject.
Cole: It's fine. I live with my mistakes.
I could get used to this.
Man 1: Shut that thing down! It's life and death, boys.
Cole: Oh yeah, there we go.