Character: William Dunn

- Turn on the lights, puck.
- Damn! The seat does not move. You're stuck, Sergeant.
- Irish, to panic in such a situation is the worst.
- Don't say that, you scaring me shitless. PAC, help me move the seat.
We're still drowning!
- We'll get you out of here, Dunn! Do you hear?
- How? The door is jammed.
- It's not so supposed to happen, Irish. Recker, take my gun... It's yours now.
You're ***ing up, Dunn?!
- If the wolf wants to survive, it must chew off its own paw. Shoot the window, or all will be lost.
Don't do it! Recker, none of that.
- Come On, Recker! Shoot! That's an order!
- You're full of shit, brother! Do you hear?
- Save yourselves! Get out of here!

Nice, Recker. Nice driving, only the ending is... a bit disappoint.