Radio: This is HQ requesting damage estimate.
Ada: She wasn't joking about raising hell. Leon.
Helena: Leon, it's...
Leon: Ada. I thought she was dead.
Helena: Let's move while we can.
Leon: Shit! There's too many of them.
Ada: I'm beginning to feel like a personal bodyguard, Mr. Kennedy.
Helena: Leon! That way!
Leon: Helena! This way! I wonder if this is part of Simmons plan.
Ada: I doubt it. Even Simmons wasn't this sloppy.
Helena. Oh, this sucks!
Ada: You're on your own now you two. Hu, it's getting a little crowded up here. Somebody ought to tell them their boss is retired. They're getting desperate. They're really [inaudible 00:03:35] Ooh, that's a nice model. Wouldn't mind one of those for myself. All style, no substance. Typical. I wasted enough time here. Better get to the tower.
Leon: Back for more?
Simmons: I know what you did. Ada! You disobeyed me. You took Wesker's son away. Use that bastard's blood to make the virus stronger.
Ada: That's what you get for trusting Ada Wong.