MICHAEL Then who’s leaving the mess?
In the firelight, T-Bag grabs Sara. Hook to her throat.
MICHAEL No. That’s a kill switch.
KELLERMAN Press that. Every news network gets the tape. The Company falls. Or we all die trying.
Torrential rain. Lightning illuminates a rusted shipping container.
KELLERMAN Because they killed my sister last night. Thinking it was you.
MICHAEL Why should I trust you?