Jason: That thing is huge. Better have enough explosives.
Man 1: He's on cover!
Man 2: Fire! Fire!
Man 3: I'll make it quick!
Man 4: Help me!
Jason: You're about to have zero bars, Hoyt. Sam, that's it. The C4's in place. Where are you?
Sam: The cavalry is coming, my friend. Defend those explosives until I get there and everything will be A-OK.
Man 5: Help me!
Man 6: Help me!
Man 7: Fire! Fire!
Man 8: Oh shit!
Man 9: You got no chance, man. No chance.
Man 10: He's behind cover!
Man 11: We're attacking superiority, give it up!
Man 12: What the?!
Man 13: It's only a matter of time before we get you!
Man 14: It's not our choppers, take it out!
Sam: Stop wasting time! Get in! Here's the grenade, motherfucker! Like Christmas in Berlin. Now, I cannot return to the airstrip with you inside.
Jason: I can handle it.
Sam: Meet me at the fuel depot. We're going to have some fun. Here we go. Eins, zwei, drei, jump, jump!