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| - Mercenary: Uh huh. Yes sir.
Mercenary: They're almost here! Move it!
Frank : TK... what are you up to?
TK: Hey my man, make sure you get all this handled correctly. We don't need no damage. Take care of this stuff over here, 'cause we're leaving in a few.
Frank : Time to take some pictures.
[Frank photographs TK and his mercenaries.]
TK: Unbelievable. It's that fat chump photographer, Frank West, messing up my shit. Let's get out of here. Leave that paparazzi behind.
Frank: Hey I'm not done with you yet!
[Frank dives aboard the train and takes a hard spill.]
Frank: Oh, I'm too old for this shit.
[Frank makes his way to the front of the train.]
Frank: What the hell are you up to, TK?
TK: Just enjoying the land of opportunity, Frankie.
Frank: You paid CURE to start the outbreak, didn't you?
TK: No need to dwell on the details when we all come out ahead.
Frank: Come out ahead? What the hell? Thousands of people are dead, and you're not going to get away with it.
TK: Oh, come off it Frank. I bought you back in the public eye. Don't I even get a thank you?
[TK pulls a lever, which decouples the train cars.]
TK: Good night.
[TK draws a handgun and opens fire at Frank, ensuring his escape.]
[Frank gets off the train and receives a call from Stacey.]
Stacey: Frank, it's Stacey. Are you OK?
Frank: Same as ever.
Stacey: Are you alright?
Frank: I've been better.
Stacey: What's going on?
Frank: That bastard TK tried to take me out.
Stacey: He survived the outbreak?
Frank: Yeah, unfortunately. And it looks like he's up to something. It's not over yet.
Stacey: Frank, you've got to stop that bastard. He killed all those people and he wants us to take the fall.
Frank: I'm on it.
[Stacey hangs up. Frank finds a key on the ground next to the train wagon and takes it.]
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