Mason:
He won't come here. He won't leave his engine.
Curtis:
We're gonna rip you into little pieces. He still won't come? Well, we control the water. We turn that off, he'll have to come.
Mason:
Turn off the water? Well, you'll only be condemning your own people. The water comes from the front. The nose of the train, it breaks up the snow and ice and-and turns it into water. It's like an elephant's trunk. The water comes in the mouth. Not in the bum, Curtis. [seeing him react] Yes, Wilford knows you well, Mr. Curtis Everett. He's been watching you. And we know you won't harm your own people. Too bad you couldn't save your second in command. What was his name? Edgar?
Curtis:
Shut the fuck up!
Mason:
Curtis, Curtis, I can help you.
Curtis:
You can fucking die is what you can do.
Mason:
Wilford won't come here. He's not coming. You've got to go to him. And I can take you. I know the train. I can guarantee you safe passage.
Curtis:
Why the fuck would I trust you?
Mason:
Because I want to live.
