[points his .45 caliber pistol at Hawkins]
Sgt. Holt:
Let's get something straight here! I'm the sergeant... which puts me in command. You got a problem with that?
Spc. Sgt. Hawkins:
No.
Sgt. Holt:
[to Jenson]
Do you?
[Jenson shakes his head meaning 'no']
Sgt. Holt:
[lowers his gun]
Now that we have a mutual understanding. We need to get out of here. We need food, we need water, and we need ammunition.
Spc. Sgt. Hawkins:
I know where you can get some.
Sgt. Holt:
How far?
Spc. Sgt. Hawkins:
Three... four miles at the most. But we gotta travel underground. It's too damn hot upstairs.
Cpl. Butler:
Oh, that's great! That's just fucking great!
Sgt. Holt:
[to Hawkins]
Why should I trust you?
Spc. Sgt. Hawkins:
Because you don't have a choice.
Sgt. Holt:
Very well. Lead the way rat man.
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