Max:
It's a trap.
Amy:
Whatever.
Max:
Hey! Look. Creepy shadows. No bad guys in sight. Confined space! Trap!
Amy:
Why are to you giving me such a hard time? Do you think I can't handle it?
Max:
No I *know* you can't handle it. You wouldn't know formation kappa kappa gamma if it bit you in your forehead.
Dominique:
[acknowledging that this is not the best time for Amy and Max to be fighting]
We are going to die.
Amy:
[to Dominique]
No.
[turning back to Max]
Amy:
As your senior officer, I'm ordering you to secure the vault, soldier!
Max:
You're "ordering" me?
Amy:
Yeah!
Max:
[gets gun ready]
Fine!
Amy:
[they run in - nothing seems amiss]
There! That wasn't so bad. I think you guys owe me an apology-aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!
[falls as trap doors opens beneath her]
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