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Leon: What the—!?
Leon: What the—!? Oh my god! …Jesus. Words won’t work on this thing… No choice… gotta take it down!
Leon: Somebody’s watching me…
Leon: Damn. Need a key card… You gotta be kidding me… Agh! Get off of me!
Ada: Hey.
Leon: Who is that?
Ada: Stay sharp. Lower it. FBI.
Leon: Sorry… Thank you— For your help.
Ada: Surprised you made it this far.
Leon: FBI, huh? What’s going on here?
Ada: Sorry. That information’s classified.
Leon: Where are you going?
Ada: Do yourself a favor: stop asking questions and get the hell out of here.
Leon: Hey! I’m not done talking to you!
Ben: Hello?
Leon: Hey.
Ben: I don’t believe it. A real human. Hello, human.
Leon: You been here long?
Ben: Long enough. Are we the last ones alive?
Leon: No, no, there’s a few of us…
Ben: Oh… that’s good news, I guess. Unless, of course, Irons sent you.
Leon: Irons…? You mean Chief Irons? Is he still around?
Ben: Who cares. Hopefully, he’s somebody’s dinner by now.
Leon: What do you mean by that?
Ben: He’s the bastard that locked me in here.
Leon: I’m sure he had a good reason.
Ben: He did. I was about to blow the whistle on his dirty ass. I’d have done the same thing too, I guess. Hey! I’ll make you a deal… Unlock this cell and I’ll give you this. There’s no other way outta that parking garage! Believe me!
Leon: Sorry… I can’t do that. I have to talk to the chief first.
Ben: Look, we’re both prisoners in this station. So either we play nice and help each other out— Shit. It’s coming.
Leon: What—what’s coming?
Ben: C’mon—c’mon, don’t be an asshole… OK? You need this! Just get me the fuck outta here!
Leon: Oh, my god… Who is that!?
Ada: It’s just me, so you can put that thing away.
Leon: I don’t even know what happened— It’s just… happened so quick.
Ada: I told you to get out of here. You wouldn’t want to end up like Ben, would you?
Leon: You knew him?
Ada: He was an informant. Had information of use to my investigation.
Leon: So what he said was true? Hey, you can’t keep walking away from me! I don’t even know your name! I’m Leon Kennedy.
Ada: Find a way out, Leon. Before it’s too late… Then we’ll talk. Name’s Ada.
Leon: Well, I guess the deal‘s on.
Leon: Dammit.
Leon: Better get moving. This thing won’t die!
Leon: Hope I don’t have to write a report on this…
Leon: Marvin… Aw, no… Dammit. I’ll stop this, lieutenant… I promise.
Leon: Huh?
Ben: But that doesn’t explain the rumors about the orphanage. I-I just find it way too coincidental Umbrella’s one of the benefactors.
Annette: You told me this interview was about the new scholarship Umbrella set up.
Ben: Come on, Annette. Nobody cares about that. They want to know about the G-Virus, and the—
Annette: Where did you hear about this?
Ben: —and that big fucking sinkhole in the city which, by the way, rumor has it goes straight to your underground lab.
Leon: Lab?
Ben: Now, are you going to talk to me or are you—
Annette: This interview is over.
Ben: Bitch.
Leon: Hmm… What are they after?
Leon: That’s not good. Gimme a break.
Leon: Ada!?
Ada: This is getting old… Saving your ass—that’s twice.
Leon: I didn’t realize you were keeping score.
Ada: Look, this isn’t a game!
Leon: You gotta be kidding me.
Ada: Nothing dies down here. I take it you have the key card?
Leon: Yeah, and this… I was hoping you could explain what’s on it.
Ada: Maybe… After I hear it. Let’s get out of here. We might want to open the shutter.
Leon: Is that the intel you needed?
Ada: Unfortunately, no. Ben didn’t come through.
Leon: Well, what exactly are you looking for?
Ada: More info on the people responsible for this mess. What about you? Trying to save the world?
Leon: I told Lieutenant Branagh I’d bring help.
Ada: Good luck getting that… Road’s out. Going through that gun shop looks like the only way.
Ada: What a mess…
Kendo: Don’t move!
Leon: I’m not going to hurt you—
Kendo: I said DON’T MOVE!
Leon: I’m just passing through. I’m going to ask you to lower that weapon.
Kendo: Like hell you are! You’re going to turn around, and go right back out the way you came in.
Leon: I think your daughter needs help, sir.
Kendo: Don’t tell me how to deal with my daughter.
Ada: Drop it!
Kendo: No! Wait!
Ada: Step aside. We need to terminate her before she turns.
Kendo: “Terminate”? That’s my fucking daughter!
Leon: Ada… Just let them be.
Kendo: Emma, sweetheart, I told you to stay put…
Emma: Daddy…?
Kendo: Yeah, Emmie. Daddy’s here. I’m here, OK? Those fuckin’ things outside… Look what they did to us. You’re a cop. You’re supposed to know something—how did this happen!? HUH!? She was our sweet little angel…
Emma: Mommy…?
Kendo: Mommy’s sleeping, honey, OK? And I’m gonna put you to bed too, OK?… Emma. Just go… Just give us some privacy.
Leon: You know, it’s one thing to keep the truth from me! But why him? I want to find out what’s happening here. And stop whoever’s behind it. Helping people like them… that’s why I joined the force.
Ada: My mission is to take down Umbrella’s entire operation. We may not make it out.
Leon: Whatever it takes to save this city… count me in.
Ada: Heard of the Umbrella Corporation? They’re a pharmaceutical company secretly making bioweapons. They have a virus—it turns people into indestructible monsters.
Leon: That explains the horrible things I’ve seen…
Ada: And that’s why I’m looking for Annette Birkin— She’s the one at Umbrella responsible for unleashing the virus. I’m going to bring her down.