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this place got connected, too.

- Are you okay? - I'm fine.

- Fatality. - Fatality .

so I saved it for last.

(screams): You motherfucker! Fuck you! Fuck!

Why did you bring me here?

- Give me your gun. - All right, fine.

Riley: Yeah. I mean, it's been exposed for a few years.

Is it a water pistol?

it's two minutes...

Yeah. Sorry. I-I know-- I mean, I knew that.

There's the other path.

Where were you?

- Smash the buttons. - There's so many of them.

(raspy) It's great.

- Ooh! Mileena wins. - Agh!

You swallow this pride of yours.

- Riley (shouts): Are you there?! - I'm here! Now what?

We eat well. We don't go on patrol.

I'm not in the mood for this, Riley.

(unintelligible screaming)

I'm not moving!

Not that fuckin' stupid, are they?

(heavy breathing)

(Ellie chuckles)

(distant arcade machines beeping)

That is such horseshit.

(door opens, closes)

♪ And I got you to talk with me ♪

("Take On Me" by A-ha playing)

{\an8}No... No, I don't like option one.

♪ But at least I'm sure of all the things we've got ♪

And one day, it could be your turn.

You know, more people in the QZ, so more apartments.

- Put it on, stupid. - But why?

- It's heavy. - Mm-hmm.

I'm really not in the mood.

'cause I'm such a fuckin' Firefly."

You can pick and choose what's important.

Fight about it?