Jake: What do I do?
Sherry: Pull it out.
Jake: No. You'll bleed to death.
Jake: I'll say I didn't warn you. What the hell? Do you want to tell me what the hell just happened?
Sherry: Long story.
Jake: Maybe it's your blood they should be testing for vaccines.
Sherry: They already did. More than I could stand.
Jake: What are you doing?
Sherry: The data is gone.
Jake: What data?
Sherry: Your data. Your blood analysis, your genome, everything that we need to make a vaccine.
Jake: No. I mean everything that I need to get my 50 grand. Come on, super girl. Let's keep looking.
Sherry: We had all your intel saved on a handful of data chips. We've got to find them.
Jake: In the middle of a snow storm? Really? What made it worth for that money, don't you? Hey, look. There's a shack up there. Finally, a little luck.
Sherry: Okay. First we find the data then we'll take shelter there.
Jake: So this data you need to find, it's about me, isn't it?
Sherry: There are three data chips. I lost them in the crash. The locator will pinpoint each one's position.
Jake: Okay. We find your gear and then I brew us up a nice hot pot of coffee. Jesus. What are these nasty looking things?
Sherry: They're Juoavo. And they're encased in a cocoon. When they hatch, well, it isn't pretty.
Jake: I'm so glad I didn't get near that shit takers. So this little thing is chunk full of data of me, huh? Two left. Better hurry before I freeze my ass off. Found another one. It doesn't look broken. Okay, one more to go. I bet it will be a pain in the ass to find. Got you. It's better for the data chips?
Sherry: Yes. Thank you for help. Now let's get out of this cold.