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Vinny: Uh... orders?
Jill: Take positions and get your guns ready. We're gonna fight a war.
Chief Irons: F*ckin young people.
Irons: (about Chris smoking) You know it’s bad for you.
Chris: Not to worried about death at the moment
Jill: (after being told that the TIAMAT will come for her after it’s done with Umbrella) Then I’ll deal with it. But if it’s going to do the dirty work for me, I think I’ll leave it alone.
Guard: I don’t think you fully grasp the situation.
Chris: My hands are tied behind my back, kind of hard to grasp anything.
Irons: (As Chris is preparing to follow Jill and her gang) Chris, what are you doing? Chris, come on, you’re not seriously thinking about following them? Come on Chris, we’ve been through enough shit. We don’t need to go off fightin’ evil again. Chris, this isn’t our fight; it’s Jill’s. She’s got her own agenda. She’s been spazing on us. She doesn’t like you. (Chris leaves) Chris! Chris! And now I’m sitting, talking to myself…Shit!
Vinny: (while imprisoned, talking to Jill) I’m making a bomb out of soap and a calculator…
Kevin: I’m in charge of the herbs, I can hook you up.
Sarah: We never had anything!
Kevin: That hurts…
Sarah: Go grow your herbs.
Kevin: I hate you.
Chris: (putting a knife to a guards throat) Spill your guts before I do!
Viktor: Not only do we have them, we have the lovely Mrs. 'Redfield'. (Jill is brought in by an officer) Give her a big hand! What’s it gonna be Chris?
Irons: (after being taken out by Jill) What the hell is wrong with you, you crazy bitch?
Joseph: Nice to meet you Chris. (offers to shake his hand)
Chris: (simply nods and gives a slight wave)
Joseph: (to Jill, quietly) Friendly prick, isn’t he?
Jill: You alright?
Chris: I’m fine.
Jill: You don’t look it.
Chris: I don’t feel it.
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