Jonathan: She ought to have enough to get you straight through New York. Do us one more favor, will you?
Joseph: Of course.
Jonathan: Pray for us.
Malikov: Joseph, I have made many poor choices in my life. Cloven, Daedalus, Hale. I am responsible for some horrific things.
Joseph: You and me both.
Malikov: There is very little chance we will succeed in New York City. Four years ago, S.R.P.A. tried to attack the tower. We lost over 1,000 men. I am afraid you may never see your family again.
Joseph: I know. But we're doing our best, right?
Malikov: Yes, yes. And we may still have a chance. I have been thinking. The Chimera are perfect killing machines, but they have no thought beyond what the hive mind tells them. We can defeat them, but we must be creative. Unpredictable. We must use their power against them.
Man: Help me! No, please! Please!
Malikov: My God.
Joseph: Stay here.