Jake: Smells like death, just like Edonia.
Jake! Are you okay?
Jake: I've taken bigger spills. Of course, I don't have that healing factor of yours.
Sherry: Too bad the fall didn't knock the wise ass out of you.
It's over front!
Don't get too close! You'll be ripped to shreds!
Jake: You think? I know what a chainsaw can do.
Sherry: Now is our chance!
Jake: Did that do it?
Sherry: I think he's down.
Is that . . . Leon?
Leon: Sherry? What are you doing here?
Sherry: I'm on protective detail.
Leon: Yeah, I heard you became an agent.
Sherry: Why are you here?
Leon: I'm tracking the man behind all this, Chief Security Advisor Simmons.
Sherry: What? There must be some sort of mistake. I report to Simmons.
Leon: He's your supervisor?
Sherry: We're on our way to meet with him right now.
Leon: Where is he? I need to know . . .
Let me handle this.
Jake: I thought your orders were to avoid contact with anyone.
Sherry: Leon is not just anyone. He saved my life back in Raccoon City.
Jake: Fair enough.
Helena: Look out!
Leon, the plane!
Jake: Him again?
Leon: Friend of yours?
Jake: More like an ex-girlfriend. Guy doesn't know when to quit.
Leon: Welcome to the club.
You get used to it.