Piers:
Hard to find a good steak around here.
Not like back home.
Chris:
Fill her up.
Waiter:
You’ve had enough.
Chris:
Listen sweetheart,
You’re here to pour drinks and look pretty.
So how about you shut your mouth?
Waiter:
How about you get the hell out of my bar?
Chris:
Nowhere to go.
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Chris:
We’ve gotta put an end to this mess.
Piers:
Captain, you remember anything yet?
Chris:
I’m still trying to wrap my head around what I’m seeing here.
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Chris:
No one gets left behind, not on my watch.
Understood?