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Jake: What do I do?

Sherry: Pull it out.

Jake: No. You'll bleed to death.

Sherry: Please.

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.