Malik: Bad news, Spy Boy.
Jensen: Spy Boy?
Malik: Hengsha traffic control just revoked our clearance. We're being rerouted to another part of the city.
Jensen: I don't like that. I suppose you can't just ignore them.
Malik: Yeah, right. Chinese government. I've got to comply. Bravo-Echo-Echo-Zero-Zero-Eight, proceeding to designated coordinates. What the hell? We've got a SAM locked on our tail! Jensen! All systems are down! Hang on! We're going in hard! Jump, Jensen!
Jensen: Malik, we've got company.
Malik: I know, but the bird took some damage. Going to need to patch it up before I can go.
Jensen: I'll stay and cover you.
Malik: Negative! You need to get away from here and find Dr. Sevchenko. I'll be fine.
Jensen: You'll be a sitting duck.
Malik: Maybe, maybe not. But this is your best chance to slip by them unnoticed and you know it! So get out of here, Jensen!
Man: Taking him down!
Malik: Hey, Jensen.
Jensen: Malik? Malik, you hurt?
Malik: Just a scratch, Spy Boy. But I think you're on your own now.
Malik: Give them hell for me.
Pritchard: Jensen, I've been monitoring comm activity around Hangsha. Belltower's looking for you, hard.
Jensen: Bastards ambushed us, Pritchard! Malik didn't make it.
Pritchard: Oh, God. I know you might want to get even. But if they see you, if they recognize you, it might be better to stay out of their way.
Man: Please, sir. Do you know what is happening?
Pritchard: Jensen? Jensen, the World Health Organization is advising all augmented patients to check in with LIMB. There's a problem with biochip technology.
Jensen: The glitches I've been experiencing?
Pritchard: We've all had them. So far, I can't determine why.
Jensen: You heading to a clinic?
Pritchard: I'm running a few more tests. But since I can't exactly run them on you, and we don't know when you'll be back, you might not want to wait. Up to you.
Man: This has nothing to do with you. Keep moving.
Man: Hey, hey. I know you. You're the one Belltower's looking for. I seen your picture.
Jensen: You got the wrong guy.
Man: What's it worth to you for me to think so? Be a simple thing for me to yell out. Maybe a few credits keep my mouth shut, huh?
Jensen: How about I find some other way to keep it shut. Permanently.
Man: That won't be necessary. I see now that you are much taller than the man they are looking for.
Jensen: I thought you might see things that way. Now move it.
Man: Okay, okay. Leave me alone. I won't say a word to Belltower. I never saw you.
Man: Back away, sir. This is none of your business.