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Laurel Ann:
We have an enemy, sir.

Grant Mazzy:
Laurel-Ann, we've got an enemy.

Sydney Briar:
Ok, what's going on? [Hears people repeating her] Those are my words. Those are my words! What is going on?

Grant Mazzy:
Sydney, hey Sydney, listen.

Sydney Briar:
I'm scared!

Grant Mazzy:
Sydney, listen, I'm scared, too. [Notices she cut her hand] Hey, Laurel-Ann, we got a first aid kit?

Laurel Ann:
Yeah, ok.

Grant Mazzy:
Sydney, focus here. Focus and look at me. Where are your kids?

Sydney Briar:
They're with him. They're in the city.

Grant Mazzy:
That's 100 kilometers away. They're safe, right?

Sydney Briar:
Oh, god, yeah.

Grant Mazzy:
They're safe. Ok. We got work to do. I'm going back on the radio. This is a heck of a shift, Sydney. What's up first?

Sydney Briar:
Obits.

Grant Mazzy:
Obits, ok, but I got nothing taped.

Sydney Briar:
Ok, we'll go live.

Grant Mazzy:
Live! Let's go!