Penn: I want every available man to resume a full train search, inside and out, car by car, including all AC ducting, all panelling, the roof, undercarriage, absolutely everything, right now!
Travis Dane: I was smarter than all of you before I worked there. I was smarter than all of you while I worked there. And I'm still smarter than all of you.
Mercenary: Something's coming in. Intermittent signals, very faint.
Penn: F-117s. Stealths.
Travis Dane: They found us! Casey Fucking Ryback.
Penn: Shoot 'em down.
Travis Dane: I'd have to unlock Grazer from Washington. I don't have the transponder numbers! I can't target them! They'd kill all the hostages.
Travis Dane: They fired me! Broke into my lab! Confiscated everything! Told me the technology was NON-ESSENTIAL! Well they wanted it! They're gonna GET IT.
David Trilling: They said you were dead.
Travis Dane: Yeah, very restful, no phone calls. Now you two have been very naughty. atac has strict rules about employees becoming involved with each other.
David Trilling: Is that what this is about?
Travis Dane: Ugh, yeah, right! I uh... faked my own death and hijacked a passenger train because I care about who YOU'RE fucking! No, I was just wondering what other rules you might be willing to break.