Welcome aboard.
We're happy to be going back.
By chance, do you have any snacks?
Seriously... Do you have First Aid?
He has a bad wound.
How about a place to rest?
Hello.
We're going back to Costa Verde...
G.R.I.T. terrorists.
Enroute. Do you copy?
Do you copy?
If you don't copy... Go with God!
Who the hell is coming?
Death.
Courtesy of Roman Díaz.
-Olivia? -Yes?
I'm here with you.
We'll get out of this place, I promise you.
How?
May fate be in your favor.
Thank you.