Man: I want to repay you for what you've done. I got my hands on a few Blast Shards. I hear you like them.
Cole MacGrath: There's nothing here.
Nix: I never trusted that man. He must have sold us out to the ice gang. I'm coming to help. Knock them down. Go, man! Nice one, man! One more loose end. All yours, killer.
Man: No! I don't want to die!
Nix: Normal people, just can't trust their kind.