Neil: "I'm Neil Fallon. I'm a journalist for International Affair Magazine."
Crane: "Yeah, I've heard of you."
Neil: "You have?"
Crane: "How the hell did you get in here?"
Neil: "It wasn't so hard during the first few days of the quarantine. And when they put Suleiman in charge, it was pretty clear how things were going to go."
Crane: "So you decided to stick around."
Neil: "Actually, I've decided to leave, though God knows how that's going to happen. I've been in some lock-down cities before, but there's usually someone you can bribe. Not here."
Crane: "I can't get you out of Harran. I'm not sure anyone can."
Neil: "No, of course. But I've been documenting this place, pretty much from day one. I've interviewed hundreds of... well, people who aren't people any more. Suleiman has a lot to answer for. The world needs to know what's happened and... Look, I'm kind of desperate here. I've lost my work. All of it. I was holed up at an internet cafe, when a mob of Infected landed on me. I got out without a bite, but I left my satchel at the cafe."
Crane: "And everything's in the satchel?"
Neil: "Most of it. They chased me for a while, so I finally had to ditch my camera in a car. Look, I know it's a lot to ask..."
Crane: "Even if I recovered them, you still don't have a way out of here."
Neil: "Mister, if I can't get my work back, there's no reason for me to get out."
Crane: "That cafe is in a bad area. I'll think about it, but no promises, okay?"
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Upon approaching the cafe:
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Crane: "Fallon, it's me. I'm near the café. Anything I should know?"
Neil: "Stay clear of the latté. They tend to burn the milk."
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After retrieving the satchel with notes:
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Crane: "I've got your satchel. Now, where's the camera?"
Neil: "My God, you're incredible! It's in the trunk of a black car on the Infamy Bridge."
Crane: "That's not what I was hoping you'd say."
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When the black car with the camera falls into the bay:
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Crane: "Oh, crap! No-no-no-no-no... Dammit!"
Neil: "What happened?"
Crane: "How important are your photos?"
Neil: "People can argue with my words, but those pictures prove everything."
Crane: "Yeah, I'm sure they do."
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Upon returning the items:
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Neil: "You did it! I can't even begin to thank you enough. What's your name? People are going to know about you."
Crane: "My name doesn't matter, 'cause you're still not getting out of here. No one's getting out of here."
Neil: "But... then why'd you do it? Why risk your life like that?"
Crane: "I thought you deserved a chance to prove me wrong. Good luck, Fallon."
Neil: "Yeah. Thanks. You too."