Andrews: ...and the city's been in lockdown for somethin' like five weeks now, which, if you ask me hasn't really--... Unnh, place is crawling with raiders. Bastards think they own the city now.

Tukura: Get us out of here.

Andrews: Chill, man; you're in good hands. I got this under control.

A raiders' truck rams the truck from aside.

Phoenix: Heads up!

Tukura: Under control?

Andrews: ...shit...

Tukura: Phoenix! Get on the .50!

Phoenix: I got it!

Phoenix: More incoming!

Phoenix: The hell are you waiting for?! Get us out of here!

Andrews: I can't; the -- engine's not -- Shit, shit...! C'mon!

Tukura RPG on the second floor!

Phoenix: Fuck, they're swarming us!!!

Andrews: OK, we're in business! Hang on!

Andrews: Shit, we're blocked in!

Tukura: I'll take care of it. Phoenix, keep them off us!

Phoenix: Be quick about it!

Tukura: Good to go.

Phoenix: Let's get the hell outta here.

{{Briefing| Phoenix: Roux! We were attacked by hostiles. We're trying to find an escape route.

Roux: Wou're in the center of a hot zone -- get out of there! Over.