Baird: You're right about the smell lingering forever.
Player: Cole Train, you ever going to let anymore else have that ball? Take the day off!
Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen! He's Hanover's favorite son, number 83, the Cole Train!
Female 1: Help there's a giant stalk on the field! Get the bomb
Cole: Yeah your punk-ass messed up my sacred turf! Bad idea! Yo I'm about to cream some shit out of these motherfuckers! You want some?
Byrne: Are you okay Cole?
Cole: Ha, the Train's still got the moves, baby! Now that was a move I first used against the Eagles in the national finals. Of course, them bitches didn't explode!
Baird: Yeah. you still got it. Now, let's go sweet talk the Queen of the Bums.
Sovereign: Sovereign to all KR units off-ship we are under heavy Lambent attack. The ship has been boarded. We require support. I say again we are under attack and require immediate assistance.
Baird: Dammit. Well that changes our dinner plans!
Cole: Cole to KR-Seven Zero. Time to get us back to the ship!
KR Seven zero: KR Seven Zero here, that's a negative Cole. Get some serious Lambent shit on board Sovereign. Stand by
Cole: Roger that. Okay. Let's see if the boss lady can get us back to the ship some other way.
Byrne: Oh, well. Nice while it lasted!
Baird: Ah, shit!
Female 2: Hey. this is all your fault! Those things left us alone until the COG showed up!
Cole: Ma'am, our ship is in trouble, and we're trying to get back fast. You got any transport we can borrow?
Female 2: Ohh, here are the keys to my luxury yacht! Look, COG, you're on your own. Get out while you can.
Come on, come on, move it! Get downstairs and open the rear gates. We've got people to evacuate!
Cole: Baird, We gotta reach the bridge. The Sovereign's going to pass underneath it
Baird: All right, all right yeah, maybe take over those gun turrets, or just rappel down when the ship's below us.
Cole: Ma'am is the cable car to the bridge still working?
Female: Yeah, but here's some free advice forget the bridge. There's Stranded over there that you really don't want to mess with.
Cole: Yeah, we'll take our chances. We gotta get back on our ship
Female: Fine. Get yourself killed! No skin off my back!
Baird: Hey Cole, they seem to know a way out!
Cole: So do I, This way.
Baird: You know, maybe we should have gone the back route after all.
Cole: Come on, we're almost on the roof!