Ben: Have you seen Alvarez?
Eddie: To hell with him! I'm going after Jess. She took the fire escape. Alvarez took it too.
Gangster 1: Fuck!
These assholes are really pissing me off.
Eddie: Hey, get your ass behind something!
Gangster 2: Don't let them get out of here!
Eddie: Go, go! Pronto!
Kim: Hit them!
Gangster 3: There!
Ben: Everybody get charged up!
Kim: The warehouses!
Kim: Signal says she's in that building.
Eddie: Where is Alavarez?
Ben: Look in the building.
Kim: The signal is really strong. She's got to be in here.
Ben: Jess? Jess, stay put! We're coming for you.
Eddie: I can't see shit. It's dark as hell in here.
Kim: Shhh. Someone else is here.
Gangster 4: Like shooting fish in a barrel.
Ben: And I saw a pale horse and he who sits upon it, and his name is Death. And he has a bullet with your fucking name on it!
Gangster 4: Hey!
Eddie: Watch out!
Gangster 4: Puta!
Kim: Get down!
Gangster 5: Cut them off!
Eddie: Leave some for us!
Gangster 5: It's like shooting fish in a barrel, homes.
Gangster 6: Put them down!
Eddie: These pandehos are starting to piss me off.
Kim: What the hell!
Ben: Find her! Check the exit.
What the hell happened?
Kim: I had my eye on Donleavy, but something didn't seem right.
Ben: All you had to do was secure the goddamn perimeter.
Kim: Did he give you the key?
Eddie: If he did, I would have said so.
Ben: Did you search him?
Eddie: I'm telling you, man, he didn't have any damn key.
Kim: Donleavy could have been working for anybody.
Ben: And now we're not going to find out who, why, or what because you let someone put a bullet through the son of a bitch's head.
Kim: I'm not the one who told Dickson about the meet.
Ben: Don't put that on me. We all fucking agreed.
Eddie: At least we know where the leak is now, right?
Ben: We don't know shit.
All right, we all fucked up. The most important thing now is to find the girl before Alvarez does. Everybody needs to get on the horn and call every CI they know. We don't have much time here.
And no more talking to the higher ups. Goddamnit! I don't trust any of them. Dickson, Waters, nobody. We don't talk to a goddamn soul.