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Mercenary: (in Chinese) Keep moving.
Jake: (in Chinese) Sorry guys, time to move on.
Jake: I don’t need a weapon to kill assholes like you! Goodbye, shitty prison cell. It’s been a real slice of heaven.
System: Two test subjects have escaped from their quarters. They must not leave the facility. Permission to use firearms has been granted. Repeat. Two test Subjects have escaped from their quarters. They must not leave the facility. Permission to use firearms has been granted.
Jake: I knew she was here! So close. There’s gotta be something I can stand on. I’m coming for you, Sherry.
Sherry: Jake! Where are we?
Jake: China.
Sherry: Obviously, but where? Why?
Jake: Don’t know, don’t care. I just know I am done being their guinea pig.
Sherry: What did they do to you?
Jake: Plenty. They said something about using my antibody to enhance the C-Virus.
Sherry: Oh no… What else did they say?
Jake: You know anything about an Albert Wesker?
Sherry: What?
Jake: I’ll take that as a yes. They talked about him. A lot. I guess he had an antibody that could fight off any virus. Apparently, he abused his gift, took it for granted, and then ended up turning himself into a some kind of monster. And here I thought dear old dad was just a deadbeat who skipped out on us — no, no, no… he was actually… a freakin’ nut job who almost destroyed the world!
Sherry: Your father’s actions have nothing to do with you.
Jake: Yeah, but his blood does. It’s the whole reason why we’re even here. I mean, come on! You really think that crazy doesn’t run in the family? That nothing of who my father was didn’t somehow get passed on down to me? You of all people should know that’s true. I’m just sayin’… The man that I am, the things that I’ve done — at least it all makes a little bit more sense now. What?
Sherry: You can blame your father all you want. But at some point you have to take responsibility for your own actions. I have to let my superiors know I’m OK. But first we need a way to contact them.
Jake: Hm? What the hell’s this?
Jake: I’ll tell you this, it took a lot of money to build something this big.
Sherry: No kidding. I never saw anything outside of the one crappy room they had me in.
Jake: Hey, look. We can get out here.
Sherry: Yeah. But until I talk to my superiors, I don’t even know where to go.
Jake: Why does everything have to be a such pain in the ass? All right. Guess we better find a way for you to phone home.
Jake: Three medallions for the west. And it says it takes ten medallions to gain passage to the east. OK, we know what they look like. Now we find the rest. So, what’d they have you doing for the past six months?
Sherry: You name it. They were trying to research the virus I’m carrying. It was the same thing I went through after Raccoon City. And it was just as shitty the second time.
Jake: Jeez. I’m sorry.
Jake: What is this?
Sherry: Data from your experiments. Here we go.
Jake: Hello!
Sherry: It’s all right here.
Jake: Why don’t you call your boss?
Sherry: It’s me, Sherry Birkin… Yes, he’s OK. We were detained… at a facility in China. Really!? All right, I’ll send you our exact coordinates. They’re already here in China! It’s over, we’re saved.
Jake: Hallelujah. So, you ready?
Sherry: Done. Now let’s get the hell outta here.
Jake: Let’s go! These guys aren’t much for conversation.
Sherry: Good. I was sick of this place anyway.
Jake: Are you kidding me!?
Sherry: Oh crap! Run!
Jake: Jesus Christ! Oh, come on! Enough already! How the hell do I get over there? I could swing off that statue if I got it to the right angle. Haha! That works! Let’s try it again. I hope you break your stupid statue! Thanks for the opening! Sherry! I found a bike! Just hold on!
Sherry: OK!