Gut, wir haben einige Änderungen
für Milwaukee morgen.
Danke.

- I broke my damn ribs.
- Sorry, I wasn't aiming at you.
Where the hell are the shooters?
- West tower in place. No lights.
- No shot from the north.
A bulletproof vest
is a bit of a cheat.
- Otherwise, you played a good game.
- It's no game, Leary.
I was doing my job.
What do we do now?
Do you believe
in the nobility of suicide?
No.
But if you want to blow your head off,
be my guest.
Nicely put, but I don't want
to leave this world alone.
- West tower, do you have a shot?
- Negative, too dark. Target unclear.
- It's better to die with a friend.
- Friend? You're a damn killer!
I saved your life. You owe me.