Cube Zero

Jax:
Questions? Comments? What are we waiting for?

Jax:
Order number 793-bla-bla-bla-bla: Commence standard series of needletests on Raine's group.

Jax:
You do know what that means?

Dodd:
Yes, sir! Of course, sir. All in a days work, sir. Right away, sir.

Jax:
Do us a teensy favor and use mister Winn's auxiliary monitor, we'll need the big guns here for our little mouse-hunt.

Dodd:
Of course, sir. Anything I can do to help, sir.

Jax:
That's the spirit, mister Modd. Way to keep the world safe for democracy...

Dodd:
We'll call up when it's an emergency.

Wynn:
Well, what do you think this is?!

Dodd:
I don't see a fire, or flooding, or a gas leak or somebody down on the floor having a heart attack! But right now, I sure would like to!

[Wynn reaches out for the telephone and it starts to ring.]

Wynn:
Hello? [pause] It's for you.

[Wynn hands the phone to Dodd.]

Dodd:
Yes, sir. Right away sir.

[Dodd hangs up.]

Dodd:
Someone's at the exit.

Wynn:
[panicking] Then what do we do?!

Dodd:
The exit procedure.

Cassasndra:
Water?

Wynn:
[astonished] The auxiliary exit!

Haskell:
Hey, you can't go climbing around in here.

[Rains turns around.]

Rains:
Why not?

Haskell:
There are traps.

Rains:
How do you know?

Meyerhold:
Because of this.

[He holds up his hand to reveal that he has two fingers cut off.]

Dodd:
You know, you shouldn't be looking at the files.

Wynn:
It's not against the rules.

Dodd:
It's not encouraged.

Wynn:
C'mon.

Dodd:
[pointedly] It's not encouraged.

Wynn:
[muttering] What's got into you?

Rains:
Good memory.

Meyerhold:
Yeah, in the short term. Now if I could just remember anything between birth and about three hours ago.

Haskell:
Look, we had to leave him. If he stayed with us, we'd already be infected with what she had.

Rains:
You don't know that!

Wynn:
[entering through the hatch at the top of the room] Actually, he's right. It was a highly aggressive form of necrotizing fasciitis. Flesh-eating disease.

Cassandra:
Where's my daughter, Where is... [stutters] ...she. Why can't I remember my daughter's name? Where is she?!

Jax:
Oh, can you use Wynn's aux. monitor because we'll need the big guns here for our little mouse hunt.

Jax:
I hope your shortcut worked, Mr. Quigley.

Jax:
Instant paralysis. They really weren't kidding, were they?

Jax:
I don't trust machines, I have a machine to thank for this [points to his right eye, which is robotic]

Dodd:
Can we spend five minutes without bringing up Owen?

Dodd:
You know what sort of people end up in there.

Dodd:
Do you believe in god?

Wynn:
She's gonna die in there, and she's probably innocent!

Wynn:
This room is... green.

Wynn:
Would you forget the party line for a minute and make the call?