Jensen: Pritchard, where's Megan? She report in yet?
Pritchard: Her G-L-P implant shows her moving through the micro-chem labs. I think she's running!
Jensen: Damn. Must've been a serious equipment failure. Can you get eyes on her?
Pritchard: I'm trying, but the intellicams are responding. There's interference coming from somewhere. Find out what's happening, Jensen! Hurry!
Jensen: Pritchard! Pritchard!
Woman: Help! Please hear us!
Man 1: Die!
Man 2: No, please, no! They're trying to kill me!
Man 3: Let's go!
Man 4: Hey. Down here.
He's gone. We'll wait and see if he comes back.
Man 5: Hey now.
Man 3: I know you're still here!
Man 5: Die!
Man 6: Please! Please don't kill us!
Man 7: Targets terminated, sir.
Man 8: Good. We can't risk anyone trying to play hero. Especially scientists who're overprotective of their work.
Man 7: Understood, sir.
Man 9: Gunshots!
Man 10: Sounds like trouble! Come on!
Man 11: And I'm alive!
Man 10: Come on!
Man 11: Time to lay low!
Need a line of sight!
Man 12: Jesus Christ!
Man 13: Lock and load! There!
Man 14: Jensen! Thank God!
Man 15: Open wide!
Man 16: CT probe shows the bullet caused severe hematoma.We need to repair that artery.
Man 17: My God. How thick was the glass?
Man 18: Come on, Adam. Stay with us.
Yeah. He's no good to me like this.
Man 19: Prepare for insertion of E-R-C-C-One graft.
Steady. Steady. He doesn't need that.
Man 20: Where's that cyber arm prosthesis?
Woman 2: I love you.
Man 21: Haven't you lost enough people today?
Woman 2: I'm sorry.
Man 21: We're seconds away.
Man 19: His body can take it.
Man 18: Miraculous.
Man 17: I think we got him, doc.
Man 19: Give him the Infolink.
Fine. Get me the telecom package.