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I saw them.
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- How many? - I didn't see.
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Don't matter. There's gonna be more of them.
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We need to move.
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One of them, at least. Black guy, young.
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Looked like he was wearing a prison jumpsuit.
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Escaped convicts.
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- Any grenades left? - Uh-huh.
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Get them ready. We gotta gun into the wall.
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We gotta get off the street.
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We're not soldiers, we're survivors.
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We'll wait them out.