Marcus: Cole, we're on the floor above you.
Cole: On our way up, Marcus.
Baird: Take the stairs. Over there!
Marcus: Revive me!
Anya: Hold still.
Marcus: Nice! This'll do.
Marcus: Dad, we're still a couple of floors below you.
Adam: I can hear the Locust right outside my door. They're waiting for you.
Marcus: I won't disappoint them, then.
Lock and load. And stay down. This'll do.
Anya: Marcus, what's that noise?
Myrrah: Marcus Fenix! What a loyal son you are. But I can't let you release your father!
Marcus: Here come some more! Thanks, bitch!
Myrrah: Marcus, I gave your father nearly 20 years to deal with the Lambent. He will deal with it but not at my people's expense.
Baird: Myrrah said 20 years. Anyone else hear 20 years? Because that was before E-Day. Right?
Marcus: Don't listen to that bitch. Get upstairs. Split up! We need covering fire!
Cole: Goddamn, my ass feels medium-rare now!
Marcus: Okay, run! Head for the stairs!
Myrrah: Listen to me, Marcus Fenix! I will not let my people die! We have a right to live, a right to this world! Your father must complete his task!
Marcus: Well, that's one thing we agree on!
Baird: Hey, look up there! Splat!
Cole: You want to bring down the roof?
Baird: No, no, just the counterweight. See the cables?
Marcus: Good call. Come on, they've got to be anchored nearby.
Baird: It'll make the building unstable.
Marcus: Beats being roasted.
Cole: Medic. Get up!
Marcus: One down, two to go.
Anya: Thank the COG for their overblown design!
Cole: Revive me!
Marcus: That's two!
Cole: One more, then we can kiss her royal skank-ass highness goodbye! Pest control, bitch! We exterminating!
Marcus: Did we finish her off? Where's the queen?
Anya: I can't see!
Marcus: Ah, shit! Get to the lift! Now!
Adam: Marcus! Are you all right? What happened?
Marcus: We ran into Myrrah. Problem solved. We're on our way.
Adam: Solved? You mean dead.
Marcus: That was the idea, Dad. Yeah.
Professor Adam: Oh, I see.
Marcus: Don't waste your sympathy. Are the grubs still outside your lab?
Professor Adam: Yes, they'll be covering the elevators too. Find another route. There's a service hatch in the shaft somewhere.
Marcus: We're looking. Jack, slow the lift. That's it, Jack. Stop the lift.
Baird: Okay, I really need to know what Myrrah was yapping about. She knew your dad before E-Day? How? I mean, she looks human. Did she join the Locust country club for shits and giggles or something?
Cole: The bitch was just jerking his chain, Baird.
Marcus: Maybe not.
Got something. This'll do. Sweet!
The grubs are waiting for elevator A. So...
Two, three, go!
Cole: Guess who, motherfuckers!
Marcus: Who's next?
Baird: Who's next?
Cole: Meatloaf! Nice and fresh. Guards!
Marcus: Dad's in here somewhere. Dad, we're on your floor now.
Professor Adam: Look for the door with the external power unit.
Marcus: Okay, hang tight.
Baird: Can't stop this!
Marcus: Dad, they've got a turret outside your lab! Find some cover!
Cole: Throwing frag! Yeah, here. Catch this!
Marcus: Don't mind if I do.