Sidonus: More Orks.
Leandros: The chamber is infested!
Captain Titus: Clear it out! No mercy!
Sidonus: Move. Space Marines uphill. Kill them all.
Psychic Scourge: Psychic Scourge firing sequence commencing.
Captain Titus: Inquisitor, the conduits are reconnected.
Drogan: Now proceed to the main control panel.
Psychic Scourge: Weapons authorization confirmed. Primary containment fixture disengaged. Firing sequence in progress. Firing now.
Leandros: Look at the spire.
Warboss Grimskull: ...hard to beat. I've been looking for you, Space Marine. You've got something of mine.
Leandros: Here they come. Why didn't it work?
Sidonus: Damn that, Drogan. Never trust the inquisition.
Captain Titus: Stand fast, Ultramarines. We can handle a few Orks.
Warboss Grimskull: Space Marine! Was that supposed to hurt?
Leandros: Chaos Demons? How is this possible...
Warboss Grimskull: You got new friends now, Space Marine?
Captain Titus: Inquisitor, get back!
Lord Nemeroth: How heroic.
Captain Titus: Drogan!
Drogan: I have served you well, Lord Nemeroth.
Captain Titus: Traitor.
Lord Nemeroth: I see. My servant did all that I hoped and more. But he would never have succeeded without you, Captain Titus. Thanks to these brave Space Marines, we have broken through to this reality. The blessed gateway is not yet large enough. Clever fool. You seem surprisingly able to resist my touch, Titus of the Ultramarines. And that of the Warp, which impressed my servant to no end. Ah -- you think the inquisitor a traitor. But Drogan has been dead since before you first met. You have been used by my puppet of flesh and bone.
Warboss Grimskull: I ain't so easy to kill.