| abstract | - Riley enter the cargo comportment as the strafing F-86 Sabres drop their payload and bomb the bridge. After it's all clear, Riley got out the cargo and pick up the Sixeye. Riley continue to fight his way, killing more Chimera and finally reach the crash site where the VTOL went down and found the surviving soldier who's trying to contact with the US Army. Riley arrives and help the soldier to repel the incoming Chimera reinforcement.
* Soldier: Raptor Three-Oh is down! Repeat, Raptor Three-Oh is down. The stinks have us pinned. We're holed up in our wreck of a VTOL on the west end of the George Washington Bridge. Anybody! I repeat, Raptor Three-Oh is down. Over. (to the Chimera) Eat lead freaks! DAMMIT! (on his radio) This is Raptor Three-Oh! We're trapped near the west tower. We need an air evac and I mean now! Over. (to the Chimera) Oh no, you don't! Augh! Dammit! HEY! Hell. I'm not getting through. (back on his radio) I repeat, Raptor Three-Oh! Does anyone read? Over! Holy smokes! See what you can do about those guys, huh?
* Soldier: Oh, thank god. Look, I'm fine. Get-- in-- they're in there. There are more in there!
* Tom Riley: Just sit tight. I'll see what I can do.
* Soldier: The door's jammed!
* Tom Riley: I got it.
* Tom Riley: Ellie.
* Ellie Martinez: Get him over here. I can't get a hold of Amherst. Do you what this means?
* Tom Riley: He's good.
* Ellie Martinez: (scold) Here's a thought. How about we have a little talk before you decide to jump from the moving aircraft.
* Tom Riley: (argue) What's to talk about? I'm here. You're here. I'd say we're both in pretty strong agreement.
* Ellie Martinez: Oh no. They're coming around for another pass! Over here! Get over here.
* VTOL Pilot [Radio]: Sorry folks, it's too hot out there. We are history.
* Ellie Martinez: Oh no. We lost our ride! In here!
* Ellie Martinez: We have got to get off this bridge.
* Ellie Martinez: Under here! C'mon you gotta be toast! You got some death wish! Riley, quit screwin' around.
* Ellie Martinez: Grim Pods?! Walk slowly...
* Ellie Martinez: (startled) Son of a bitch-- Dammit! Mrgh! Rgh!
* Ellie Martinez: Ugh. These things are disgusting.
* Ellie Martinez: The toll booth is just over there. Thank God.
* Tom Riley: Mm.
* Ellie Martinez: Oh no. This is just great! Barricaded. Beautiful. Thank you US Army.
* Tom Riley: There's gotta be a way.
* Ellie Martinez: How we gotta... How we gotta... Wait. Wait a minute. Ah! There. (she heads for the fence that surround the base of support beam) Yeah, That's perfect. Good. Jeez.
* Ellie Martinez: Uh, it's locked. It's okay. Give me a sec. Nothing a little Comp-B can't fix.
* Ellie Martinez: Jeepers. Uh, Riley? You alright?
* Tom Riley: I'm on it!
* Ellie Martinez: Umm... (pause) Hang in there. Almost got it.
* Ellie Martinez: One more...
* Ellie Martinez: Okay! GOT IT! Get over here!
* Tom Riley: Ellie!
* Bill Amherst [Radio]: Checkmate One-One to Roamer-Six. What is your location? Ellie! Answer me! Are you alright?
* Ellie Martinez: Yes! Roger! We're fine!
* Bill Amherst [Radio]: Thank god. We're a little busy over here. You're gonna have to find your own way to Ellis.
* Ellie Martinez: Shouldn't be a problem. I know some people around here.
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