Eliza: ...release control of vital oil reserves...
Man 1: Better keep looking.
Man 2: Hello! If anyone is hiding here, you better come out!
Man 1: Sounds like you're chasing after ghosts again. You got it! What a waste of time.
Man 2: You got him?
Man 1: No, keep looking.
Man 2: Down here, clean.
Computer: Access granted.
Frank: Jensen, I've been tracking your progress through the 3D layout. You're close to the funicular.
Adam: Any chance it's sitting there, waiting for me?
Frank: Where would the fun be in that? You'll have to call it and wait. Oh, and Jensen? When you do, they're going to know where you are.
Man 3: We've got ops in almost every room in the building. If he decides to come down here, he won't get very far.
Man 4: He's a sneaky little bastard. We have to be on full alert,
Man 5: I'll find you, you little shit!
Frank: That's done it. They'll be converging on your position and the funicular will take some time to get there. It isn't a high-speed elevator.
Frank: Not to worry. I'm sure your new friends will make the wait interesting. I'll keep you up-to-date on its progress.
Adam: Thanks for nothing, Francis.
Man 6: Well, keep looking!
Frank: The funicular is half way there, Jensen. Your ride is there, Jensen. Get moving!
Man 7: I do not have the confirmation yet.
Man 8: Hostile in the area! Keep searching!
Man 9: What's with this man? Who is this?!
Man 7: You got him?
Man 8: No, keep looking.
Frank: Jensen, I'm beginning to think that not everything is what it appears to be at Picus Communications.
Adam: What gave you that idea? The hidden sub-basement, the fact that a 24-hour news network has been cleared of all workers, or the heavily armed guards trying to kill me?
Frank: Spare me the sarcasm. I'm talking about how easy it's been to bypass the firewall and access their systems. At least, parts of them.
Adam: Whatever do you mean?
Frank: I mean I feel as if I'm being directed to some areas of the network and kept away from others. Only, no security system I know of can do that on the fly.
Adam: Figure it out late, Pritchard. If I'm going to catch Miss Cassan in action, I need a more accurate destination than the secret lair.
Frank: The holo-processing cloud you encountered in room 404 was accompanied by a massive power spike. The spike originated in one of the sub-basements bigger rooms, 802-11. I suspect that's where she broadcasts from.