Rachel: There’s no way out of here!
Man: Listen to me! Don’t make me shoot the lock off!
Rachel: Get away!!!
Man: Don’t scream! Come to me, stay low! Now!!
Man: Stop fighting.
Rachel: Get off of me!!
Man: I’m not who you think I am!
(Rachel hits the man in black)
Man: Ah, son of a--
(Rachel flees through the hotel, but is apprehended by the man again)
Rachel: Don’t kill me.
Man: If I wanted to kill you, I’d have shot you with this thing already. It’s for my protection from them. Sit. Down.
Rachel: Them who?
Man: Them them. Mittelwerk. Turn that thing off, I’m gonna tell you everything you want to know.
Rachel: Who are you?
Man: Not on camera Miss Blake. Unless you want them to know who you really are.