Well, Walker... you got me. See why you didn't start shooting off the bat. Wanted your gun-hand to back you up. Well played. Lee, whatever happens here... you're getting the first bullet, you rat fuck.

And you... what's your part in this? Why in the fiddler's fuck would you help Walker with this suicide mission?

Yeah, I'm a little fucking dyspeptic after you destroyed everything I worked so hard to build. You could say I'm in a mood. You know how hard it was to get this place up and running? My mentor, Roy... the sacrifices he made... you got no idea.