MacGrath: Zeke, I'm on the waterfront.
Zeke: Bertrand's ships are still there You've got to get onboard and disable them before they cast off. Try the anchor winches, man. They're electric.
MacGrath: Good idea.
Male: Vermaak! Assemble!
MacGrath: These ice guys got the boat locked down.
Zeke: Really? You think they knew what we were planning to do? Man, I wonder if maybe...
MacGrath: Kind of in a fight here, Zeke!
Zeke: Oh, right. My bad.
Male: Force him to move! Press the attack!
MacGrath: It's clear.
Zeke: Okay, you better go find a way to scuttle that ship.
McGrath: Aye aye, captain.
Zeke: You better hurry up. Ship that big could fit a hundred of them in that cargo hold.
MacGrath: This ship's going nowhere. I'm heading to the next one.
Zeke: That's my boy. They haven't invented a machine you can't break.
Male: Attack! Vermaak will be whole! Flank him! Crossfire, now!
MacGrath: All right. Bringing out the big guns, huh?
What the hell?
John: It's good to see you, MacGrath.
MacGrath: John, you're dead.
John: You're right. I was, for a while. I can still feel it. The Ray Sphere, exploding, tearing me apart atom by atom. But somehow, part of me lingered on. I had to pull myself back together. Do you have any idea how hard that is?
MacGrath: It sounds tricky. You're not a ghost. You must be some sort of Conduit. Why are you here?
John: I want to show you something.