Matrix: Don't break radio silence until they see me. Cindy: How will I know? Matrix: Because all fucking hell is going to break loose.
Cooke: Where's Sully? Cindy: In the shower. Cooke: Who are you? Cindy: Room service.
Matrix: What's wrong? Cindy: This isn't a plane... It's a canoe with wings. Matrix: Well, then, get in and start paddling.
Cindy: What happened to Sully? Matrix: I let him go.
Cindy: Can you tell me what this is all about? Matrix: Yeah, a guy I trusted for years wants me dead. Cindy: That's understandable. I've only known you for five minutes and I want you dead, too.