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Sherry: Roger.

Jake: Come on. Enough already! How the hell will I get over there? I'll swing off that statue if I got it to the right angle. That works. Let's try it again. Thanks for the opening. Sherry, I found a bike. Just hold on.

Sherry: Okay. Yes. We're all right. Understood. I'll make sure. We'll be there soon.

Jake: What did he say?

Sherry: He gave me the rendezvous coordinates. It's close.

Jake: Oh, great. Hang on.

Sherry: They're trying to mow us down.

Jake: You think. I have ears. No one knows if we can get out of this. Hold on to me!

Sherry: Oh, my god. Jake!

Jake: The city's going to hell on a hand basket. Hey, shoot that thing, would you?

Sherry: This is really starting to hurt.

Jake: Next time I'll steal a limo. Hold on as tight as you can okay.

Sherry: Jake!

Jake: Son of a... God dammit!

Sherry: I can't hold on.

Jake: Yes, you can. I'm coming. Are you okay?

Sherry: Yeah. Nice catch. The helicopter is back.

Jake: It was waiting for us. Hang on!

Sherry: They're still on us!

Jake: As if we didn't have enough problems.

Sherry: Watch out!

Jake: Here we go. Hold on! Are you all right?

Sherry: I'm fine.

Jake: Come on. Shit. It looks like he had feeding his boy scouts are here, too.

Sherry: Jake.