Ya made it.

You blowin' up all over the news!

Are you alone?

I just want the money.

You got the chip?

Awright! Start 'er up, Bug!

Why don't you go to the bathroom, wash up.

We goin' to be with you in a minute.

Wha--?

Argh, come on, man!

Your neck! It's a mess!

Initiating Combat Mode.

Go!

Destination confirmed.

Woohoooo! That's what I'm talkin' about! All right!

In an' out, bitches!

We're rich!

Oh, we are going to the major leagues, Jackie!

Jack...?

Oh, shit!

No. No. No, no, no. no, no.

OK, OK… Get to a clinic! Now!

Mr. Welles' condition is critical.

Go!

Immediate medical help is required. It's gonna be OK. Just... just hold on, just...

Hey, hey. Just think about all the good shit we're gonna have, huh?

I'm sorry...

Just take the fucking chip, Dex!

Every corpocop in this city's gonna be blastin' down these doors

after what you and your psycho friend did!

We didn't need all this cocksuckin' attention, dammit!

Help me out, Bug!

Bug!

Wake the fuck up, samurai!

We have a city to burn.