Sherry: I don't think he's checking on us sleeping.
Jake: We'll just have to get over it then, huh?
Sherry: You're not taking Jake.
Jake: Hope you haven't forgotten about my $50 million.
Sherry: Talk to my boss if we make it out of here alive.
Jake: What's wrong, asshole? Losing your nerve? Gotcha, you son of a bitch!
Sherry: I swear, this mission gets harder by the minute. But at least you're still safe. We've got a lot riding on us.
Jake: Three years ago I thought I was going to die in the jungles of South America. Enemy had us surrounded where I knew everyone in my team was dead. I lost my gun in the scramble. The bastard comes at me with a knife, he probably thought I wasn't even worth a bullet.
Sherry: Why are you telling me this?
Jake: Dying on a blade is the last way you want to go. It's a bitch. It looks like me, we don't get a say on how we die. This is how it goes.
Sherry: It's kind of what you signed up for, isn't it?
Jake: Dying for money is one thing. That's my choice. But dying for no good reason, it didn't sit right with me. So, you want to tell me what that big freaking behemoth was and why he's trying to kill me?
Sherry: That thing is just like the Jouavo, a bio-organic weapon created with the C-virus. He's being used by a terrorist organization called Neo-Umbrella.
Jake: Never heard of them.
Sherry: They want to study the anti-bodies in your blood. And they don't care if you're dead or you're alive.
Jake: I was better off as a mercenary.
Sherry: I'm not going to let anything happen to you. The world needs you.
Jake: Not me. Just my blood. Well, the world get out of it, while someone ponies up the dough.
Sherry: Roger. Sherry Brooken, National Security.
Chris: Sherry Brooken. You're in Raccoon City.
Sherry: How do you know that?
Sherry: Wait. Are you Chris?
Chris: My sister told me all about you.
Man 1: Chris, the man is a wanted insurgent.
Sherry: Yes. He's a mercenary. But right now he's under the protection of the U.S. government. He's no threat to the BSAA.
Jake: Unless someone pays me to be.
Man 1: What did you just say?
Man 2: HQ to Alpha team. Reinforcements are unable to land due to aircraft artillery. It can't go out.
Chris: Alpha team, copy.
Man 3: We're picking up a large boogie on radar. It's heading right for you.
Chris: We'll talk later. Right now you need to find cover.