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.
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.