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The conversation reveals a dark confession about the Umbrella Corporation and a hidden underground facility. It starts with Speaker 0 stating that “you and I have the same employer. We all work the Umbrella Corporation. The mansion above us is an emergency entrance to the hive. US security operators laced there to protect that end.” Speaker 1 asks, “What about this?” and Speaker 0 explains that “your marriage is a fake. Just part of your copper to protect the secrecy of the hive. And where is the hive? Children.” Speaker 1 then begins “Accessing schematic of the hive.” Speaker 0 provides a location and background: “Raccoon City, Eris Turbans. The mansion, where it was found, and through which we gained access to the train, which in turn brought us to the hive.” The hive itself is described as underground, “deep beneath the streets of Rackham City,” a “top secret research facility owned and operated by the Umbrella Corporation.” Its staff is substantial—“over 500 technicians, scientists, support staff”—who “live and work underground.” The research is said to be “of the highest importance” and “classified.” Their position on the map is indicated by heat signature, and Speaker 0 proclaims, “The planets will be mine. The king in black is awake.” Speaker 2 interjects, “I will kill your world,” to which Speaker 0 responds, “Everyone will burn you.” A dialogue ensues about power and faith: Speaker 1 calls for peace and a “strong link. Abandon your body to the will of our god.” The mood shifts to confrontation and urgency as Speaker 0 declares, “Savage.” Speaker 1 orders, “Ashley, run. Okay.” There are tactical exchanges and a sense of mounting conflict: “God, I thank for your gifts. You want it only?” and Speaker 1 responds, “Let's get up here.” Speaker 0 asserts, “Allow me to show you how it has—,” and Speaker 1 adds, “Let's go replenish the ranks.” The scene moves from ascent to combat, with Speaker 0 saying, “From here to under this armor. I'm not running from this one,” while Speaker 1 notes, “as much as I'd like to.” A moment of rebellion or resurrection is hinted at with, “Not every day you resurrected god.” The tension peaks with a grim resolve: “Darn. I'll not leave you for nothing to see. Already. We have no power here. Alright, Bugani now. They are in your very skin.” The exchange ends on a probing question and a shock: “What is it?” followed by Speaker 0’s question, “How, Derek? How?” indicating confusion or a reveal about a betrayal or transformation. Overall, the transcript centers on uncovering the hive beneath the mansion in Raccoon City, the scale and secrecy of the Umbrella facility, the existential threat posed by the awakening king in black, and the characters’ struggle to confront the revelations, protect allies like Ashley, and face the invasion or possession implied by those “in your very skin.”

Speaker 0: What still persist then die? This is no time for reflection. What shall we do with the body? We'll carry

Speaker delivers a frenzied monologue filled with violent imagery, gear lists, and fatalistic talk. He starts with cryptic calls: "I'm the walker, baby. Why so quintess? Where is your fucking god now?" and "Fucking rip and tear. That's the big one." He jots supplies: "Here's my belt," "I got my Minnesota patch," "private Gengen," and mentions "new headphones so I can hear them scream." He references a past act: "That dude raped someone." He notes emergency gear: "Got more Jew gas taped on this end. This will be for the emergency exit. Pop it through the hand." He declares mood swings from affection to hostility: "Tomorrow. I love you. Tomorrow. I hate you." The closing line: "It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel really good."

The speaker urgently orders someone to back away and turn around, then says to hold on, believing the situation will crash. He repeatedly exclaims “Holy shit,” notes “Damn today,” and concludes, “They are dead, bro.”

Speaker 0: This is no time for reflection. What shall we do with the body? Speaker 1: Will Gary, will Brandon rubbish the temple and Speaker 2: the blood flow, he agreed to meet Speaker 3: again and assess what to do with Speaker 2: it. Agree. Speaker 1: Now what shall we do? Let us make our escape out of the kingdom. Speak, fairy man. Let us hail people. Speaker 3: Hail, captain. Hail. Hollow. Is that your ship yonder? It is. Whither are you bound? To Ethiopia. Do you take passengers? I do. Will you take us? I will. If you have king Solomon's past. We have no past, but we have money, and we will pay you your demands. And you cannot go, for Speaker 1: I have strict orders not to take workmen from the temple out of the country unless expressed permission from King Song. What shall we do? Speaker 3: Let us turn back in other countries. Speaker 1: Agreed. Speaker 3: Oh lord, my god. Oh, lord, my god. Oh, lord, my god. Is there no help for the widow's son? Brother, I'm retired. You will raise the body by the grip Speaker 1: of an inner clenched mason. Speaker 3: Well, section of king Solomon, the body cannot be so raised owing to its advanced state of decomposition. It having been dead fifteen days. Skin slips from the flesh. Then you will endeavor to raise the body by the true grip of a philanthropy. Most excellent king's song. For like reasons before, the body cannot be thus raised. The flesh cleaves from the bone. Speaker 1: We're having tired of it. Shield and defend us from the evil intentions of our enemies, and support us under the trials and afflictions which we are destined to endure while traveling through this veil of tears. Man that is born of woman is of a is of few days and full of trouble. He cometh forth as a flower and is cut down, He sleep as well as a shadow and continue not. Seeing that his days are determined, the number of his months is with thee, thou hast appointed his bounds that he cannot pass. Turn from him that he may rest till he shall accomplish his day. For there is hope of a tree if it be cut down, that it will sprout again, and that the tender branch therefore will not cease. But man diet and wasted the way. Yeah. Man giveth up the ghost, and where is he? As the waters fail fail from the sea and the flood decayeth and drieth up, so man lieth down and rises not up, for the heavens shall be no more. Yet. Lord have compassion on the children of thy creation administer them comfort in the time of trouble and save them with everlasting salvation. Amen. So will be. Speaker 2: Brother, I am attacked. My mind is now clear. Although the skin slips from the flesh and the flesh claves from the bone, there is yet still strength in the lion of the tribe of Judah. The body shall be raised on Speaker 3: the five points of fellowship, and Speaker 2: the first words spoken or uttered after Speaker 3: the body is raised will Speaker 2: be a substitute for ancient master's word until future generations discover the right. Speaker 4: Brother, who has been regularly initiated and entered apprentice Mason, passed to the degree of fellow crowd, now seek for a lack of masonry by being raised to the sublime degree, passed to Mason. Is this appear on pre ruling accord? Yes. Speaker 2: You will say I and ask your name in full. And in an audible front of voice, repeat after me. I. Of my own free and accord Of my own free will and accord. In addition to my former obligations In addition to my former obligations That I will always hail That I will always hail. Forever conceal Forever conceal. And never reveal Never reveal. 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Now observe both points of the compasses elevated above the square, which is teaching that you are now about to receive all the light, which can be conferred upon you in a logic of masturbations. And turn not to lose sight of this valuable instrument for which we are taught to circumscribe our desires. Keep our passions within and bound toward all mankind,

***** Speaker 0: Christ you burn with the scum. Vector guns. Vector Speaker 1: gun. It easy. Contemplated, turning to God like no malice. I was constantly trying to take it easy. Shit on my arms. There's no childish. Feeling real unruly. Still begging for change. Boy, that's so childish. I'm taking the risk, making exchanges. Stick to the codes, and one is silence. Lost my mom, then I lost my job. Karma really shook my earth. The new manager never understood my worth. Maybe Speaker 0: March has just begun. Oh, burn with the scum. Vector Vector gun. Recursion one beam. Vector gun recursion one more. Vector gun. *****

Speaker 0 holds sealed envelopes, the contents unknown to anyone but him. Speaker 1 attempts to divine the answers without seeing the questions. The answers are: A condor, a bald eagle, and a snail darter. Striking air traffic controllers. Blood sugar. Cannonball run. An apple a day. A wed wobe. Cis boom bah. V eight. Dopey. Speaker 1 asks: Name three things less endangered than Tip O'Neil. What do the people waiting at the airport feel like doing? What are the three qualifications to be a Major League Baseball player? What should a vampire cut down on when he's on a diet? What do you call a drink made with gunpowder and tequila? What's a minimum wage for a fruit fly? What does Barbara Walters wear over her wed pajamas? Describe the sound made when a sheep explodes? What kind of social disease can you get from an octopus? At the present time, who's running the tower at LA Airport? Speaker 1 concludes by saying, "How does William Buckley say, I think I'm going to barf?"

Speaker 0 claims to be brave and unafraid of being surrounded. They mention having already killed 800 people and express a desire to kill one more. Another person interrupts, referring to someone as a peaceful individual and suggesting they be left alone.

Speaker 0 chants "2, 4, 6, 8. Go fun of our way," twice. Speaker 1 says someone will fall through the floor and accuses "the no ma'am guy" of sending them. He suggests someone was supposed to jump out of a cake but ate it. Speaker 0 claims they are activists. Speaker 1 retorts they are not active enough. Speaker 0 says they marched yesterday. Speaker 1 asks if it was "the million pound march" or "Hams across America."

Look, they just keep coming! Get inside! Light them up! Get in the hole! Hurry, get in! Are you okay? That hurt! Are you okay? You got hit? I'm good. They're booked for that dude. What?

Speaker 0 claims everyone is born into bondage. Speaker 0 then tells Mr. Harrison that he will help them, whether he wants to or not. Speaker 0 expresses surprise or excitement.

Speaker 0 brings a message of great importance, claiming to have read it in the fires of the universe. They offer a means to save everyone from the end of the world. Speaker 1 confirms that the world is indeed coming to an end at midnight. Speaker 0 questions the source of this information and learns that it came from a man named Trump who arrived that morning. Speaker 0 introduces themselves as Doctor Walter Trump and promises to build a wall around their homes for protection. The townspeople ask how they can save themselves, and Speaker 0 is about to explain.

Speaker 0 announces that the Legion of Doom is about to begin its reign of terror. Speaker 1 chimes in with a departure plan: Gangway. Oh oh Have to see New York. We could all go with the bus company's special super sitter fare. $9? This one's on Nick. Speaker 2 joins with a provocative aside about Osama Bin Laden not knowing show tunes, followed by a lyric: God, I hope I get it. I hope I get it. Wait and see. Oh, you're stupid. Speaker 1 retorts: Oh, you're stupider. Speaker 2 responds: No. You're. Speaker 1: It. Speaker 0 then asserts a ruthless objective: It is time. We will now strike at the heart of American defense and destroy the Pentagon with one swift and deadly blow. Speaker 1 adds another menacing plan: Go bust into tower. We're coming in. Oh, and I'm out of here. Speaker 0 concludes with a stark result: The towers are falling.

The scene centers on a tense, improvisational act that mixes technical danger with the formation of a rebellious mission. Speaker 0 is shown building a closed circuit, insisting on keeping a cap shunted “so you don’t accidentally detonate your charge,” and pressing to “create a show,” framing the moment as “an announcement of revolution. The message is clear.” Speaker 1 responds with a chilling promise: “I’ll be seeing you very soon.” The conversation then pivots to a ceremonial claim: “for bringing justice to the vigilante group known as the French seventy five, we are here to award Steven Lockjaw with the medal of honor.” The dialogue hints at love and loyalty with the line “You have to understand who will love you.” A personal vignette emerges: Speaker 0 recalls, “Me and mom used to run around and do some real bad / They got hurt. Now they're coming after us. I'm sorry.” The exchange reveals a sense of fatalism, as Speaker 0 asserts, “I didn't ask for this. That's just how the cards were rolled out for me,” only to be corrected by the other voice: “It's not cards. You don't roll cards. It's dice.” A moment of familial friction follows: “Dad, what is wrong with you? You're right.” They prepare to move on with “Let's go.” The scene shifts to a tunnel-like tension: “Tunnel. What? What's going on?” and a practical but desperate plea for weaponry: “I need a weapon, man. All you got is goddamn nunchucks here. You know where I can get a gun?” The dialogue then reflects a concern to protect “you from all your mom's stuff, from all my stuff, even though I know that's impossible.” A stark line marks a turning point: “This is the end of the line.” “Not for you.” A new character arrives: “Woah. Who's this?” They explain, “Oh, they're just my friends,” and dialogue turns to pronouns: “Now is that a he or a she or a they? It's not that hard. They, them. Okay.” A brief courtesy follows: “I just wanna be polite.” Then an intimate moment: “Yo. Say it. Say it, baby.” Endearments are exchanged: “Love you, Bob. Love you too.” The closing vibe asserts a philosophy of freedom: “You know what freedom is? No fear. Just like Tom Cruise.”

Speaker 0 claims that upon arrival, girls scream, John Kits can't take it, and rich kids have access to spas or sleepovers with Saudi Princesses. They mention bling tests, OS, and Morse code. They claim to have been sprayed with a hose for 3 days at the VMAs. They state that when they are no longer useful, they will be hunted for sport by rich businessmen at a resort. Speaker 1, identifying as Boba, Figio, and Powell, suggests the previous statements are a practical joke.

Speaker 0 has envelopes containing questions that only he knows. Speaker 1 will try to divine the answers. The answers are: a condor, a bald eagle, and a snail darter; striking air traffic controllers; blood sugar; when a toothless yak gum your grandmother's wheat thins; cannonball run; an apple a day; a wed wobe; cis boom bah; V eight; Dopey and sleepy. The questions are: Name three things less endangered than Tip O'Neil; What do the people waiting at the airport feel like doing?; What are the three qualifications to be a Major League Baseball player?; What should a vampire cut down on when he's on a diet?; What do you call a drink made with gunpowder and tequila?; What's a minimum wage for a fruit fly?; What does Barbara Walters wear over her wed pajamas?; Describe the sound made when a sheep explodes?; What kind of social disease can you get from an octopus?; At the present time, who's running the tower at LA Airport?; How does William Buckley say, I think I'm going to barf?

Speaker 0 claims everyone is born into bondage. Speaker 0 then tells Mr. Harrison that he will help them, whether he wants to or not. Speaker 0 expresses surprise or excitement.

Speaker 0 states, "You little scumbag. I got your name. I got your ass. You will not laugh. You will not die. You will learn by the number." Speaker 1 declares, "Happy pride. Happy pride month, and, actually, let's declare it a summer of pride." Speaker 0 continues, "So you're a killer. Sir. Yes, sir. Let me see your war face. Sir, you got a war face? You will be a weapon. You will be a minister of death praying for war. But until that day, you are puked. You are the lowest form of life on earth. You are not even killing fucking things. You are nothing unorganized, ribastic pieces of amphibian shit. It must be like the best party you ran down to crack your mom's ass and ended up as a brown spoon on the mattress." The speaker concludes, "I love working for a small town. I love working for a long time. Let me know."

Speaker 0 delivers a disjointed, urgent exchange centered on a knife. Key lines include: "Help you all day. Yes. You have a knife. Help you don't. They are fucking perfect." The speaker questions, "You're fucking bad in case you Why you fucking me tell? You fucking can't bash us. So so the knife. The knife. Kill me from from So the the knife." The motif repeats: "So the knife. Touch up. That's it. That's it. So the knife." The speaker alternates between commands and refusals: "Don't. Can't leave. I stop. Yeah. Yes." A stray aside notes, "Hold on, mate. My laptop. My laptop. To me." The close returns to imperative: "Don't talk at all. Repeat."

Speaker 0 demands the secrets of a master mason, threatening Speaker 1's life. Speaker 1 refuses to reveal the secrets, emphasizing the importance of time, place, patience, and completing the temple. Speaker 0 persists, but Speaker 1, named Jule Love, stands firm, stating that they cannot pass. Speaker 0 accuses Speaker 1 of hiding the secrets and reveals that they have killed the grand master. Speaker 1 suggests focusing on the situation at hand and decides to dispose of the body. They agree to carry and bury it.

Speaker 0 asks Speaker 1 if they have thought about killing themselves. Speaker 1 says it would be better without Speaker 0 and that Speaker 0 would be more useful decomposing in the earth. Speaker 1 tells Speaker 0 to kill themself and imagines their body hanging from trees. Speaker 1 asks if Speaker 0 will drop dead for them and imagines Speaker 0 shot in the head. Speaker 1 says Speaker 0's blood would be beautiful on the country. Speaker 0 says they are waiting for the cops to do something, and that the police can't remember where their cars are because they have no VIN. Speaker 0 states that two people should not be driving because they are drunk.

Speaker 0 expresses extreme violent intent and distress. The speaker says: “I'm getting ready to blow this goddamn brain job right fucking now. Stop it. Stop it. Blow my brains out. You want me to?” and adds, “No. Stop it. It. It. Shoot me.” They warn, “I guarantee you, you'll go to jail for life,” and, “I'm getting ready to pull his brain down and yours. I'm tired of shit. You're gonna blow my mom. Doing it.” The speaker questions, “You're gonna blow my mom's brains out? Point that gun at me again.” They describe violence in the scene: “No. You just fucking hit him. Did he hit you?” The exchange ends with, “Oh my god. You're going to jail. I do.”

Two voices, Speaker 0 and Speaker 1, erupt in a heated argument filled with confrontation, insults, and conflicting accusations. Speaker 0 insists he did not assault anybody and denies any wrongdoing, repeatedly accusing others of criminal behavior and bullying. He berates the others as “piece of shit,” “fat bucks,” and “bunch of fucking pussies,” while predicting that they will die a “sad fucking lonely death.” He claims, “Arresting American citizens” and says, “You slam it on him,” denying that he slammed the door. He asserts that “you guys are abducting people off the streets” and challenges the group to meet him, asking for a street wave and directing them to a location. Speaker 1 challenges Speaker 0, urging him to avoid assault and to provide clarification on what just happened. He notes that they “exited here” and that they are “around you guys.” He and Speaker 0 discuss their location: “ Sheridan and Belmont. Sheridan and Belmont. We’re on the corner,” specifying the intersection to reach them. He asks for patience, saying “Hold on. Stand by.” He reports surrounding actions and voices concern about the confrontation, emphasizing they will soon be in contact with each other and that they are near the other party. The exchange grows more acrimonious as Speaker 0 continues to threaten and insult, telling the other party to tell a Facebook group where they are “Camping out like a bunch of buck bunch of fucking pussies.” He repeats the charge that others are “arresting American citizens” and asserts that the situation is not assault, while Speaker 1 maintains it could be considered assault “at the next stoplight.” The dialogue reveals a tense, personal clash, with Speaker 0 attacking the other side’s families and immigration background: “All your families came from different fucking countries.” As the tension escalates, both speakers exchange directions and indications of where they are relative to the others. Speaker 0 directs a left turn at various landmarks, asking, “Where do I turn? I turn left, turn left, right, turn left,” and acknowledges the need to communicate their location to the other group. The dialogue ends with continued dispute over the events, the concept of assault, and where each party should proceed, punctuated by raw insults and threats. The exchange centers on alleged abduction and assault, the fear of being targeted by authorities, and the urge to confront the other group at a nearby intersection near Sheridan and Belmont.

In a tense moment, Speaker 0 urges someone to get away from the lights and turn around, insisting they move quickly. The tension rises as they express concern that a crash is imminent, repeatedly saying, “Hold on. Hold on. I think it's gonna crash, bro.” The events culminate with a shocking affirmation: “Damn, they're dead. They are dead, bro.”

Chaos unfolds in a rapid, disjointed exchange. A frantic speaker curses and questions what is happening: 'Fuck.' 'Oh, it's it.' 'Sorry. You're good. What?' 'What's higher? I white mist.' They ask 'Sora, can you see them?' but there is no sight: 'No. No.' The speaker explains that 'Sora's tried hip. I cannot move.' He adds that 'And but he was able to get to some conventist's plate. I don't know.' 'Shortly after that. Oh god.' They call to Josh: 'Josh. Yeah. Get in.' 'Come on. I need help.' The moment ends with the command 'Fuck. Get down.' The exchange conveys urgency, confusion, and a plea for assistance.