- Not good. Not good.

- How we doin'?

- Primer Cord is set. One more barrel. Two more minutes.

- How do we, uh...

- How'd we set them off? - Remote control.

- Piece of cake.

- We got company. - Police?

- How many?

- All of 'em, I think.

- (panting) Go, I'll finish here.

- Come on.

- I'll take care of the police. - Hey wait! You swore!

- Trust me.

(Loudspeaker) 'You at the window!'

'Drop your weapon and place your hands on top of your head!'

- Holy shit!

That's a damn mini-gun!

- [Officer] Come on!

- Go! Go! Go!

(Empty shell clanks)

- [All] Go! go! go! go!

- Fire!

- We go same time, to the left. One, two, three, go.

- All right. Now, in order to get that out, you have to just...

- We got Skynet by the balls now, don't we? Come on, let's book.

- Hold your fire!

(Electronic lock beeps)