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This time, I beg you - run.

I - [He clenches his teeth, frowning.] No. Not without you. [He doesn't know why he's saying this, he can barely remember this woman.]

Please, you have to, there's no way you can face this. Just get out of here, I'll take care of myself.

River no....you can die I can't...just go.

I didn't get you involved in this just so you can do my dirty work, Jack!

[Jack glares at her]

I promised him I'd look after you when he couldn't and dammit I'm doing that.

Fine, you can look after me while we take these bastards down, because I'm not leaving you.

[Jack grins and there is a touch of darkness in it]

Good, that's my girl, which way did they go?

East corridor, probably heading to the bridge. How's your gun? [She means ammunition-wise]

[Jack uses his good arm to check his gun and nods]

I have two rounds left....better make them count.