Halo 3: ODST2009

Buck:
[when Romeo refuses to speak] Hey, Romeo. You got your ears on? [Romeo shrugs his shoulders] *Ohh*, I get it. Permission to speak, *smartass*.

Romeo:
[deactivates helmet visor] No, I *don't* know what it was. But it was gonna grease your ass good. Just like it did the Captain.

Buck:
[beat, then checks a drone buried into a pillar] Yeah, maybe. You hear from Mickey? Dutch?

Romeo:
Negative.

Buck:
The Rookie?

Romeo:
[shakes his head]...

Buck:
We need to get above this crap, link with the bee-net. One of our drones must've seen where they hit.

Romeo:
So we're poppin' smoke on the lady's mission? She ever tell you what she wanted?

Buck:
[brow furrowing] No... Never. [beat] Doesn't matter. All I care about now is gettin' my men out of this city. [puts his helmet back on] Even *you.*