"Ana: Don't worry, we will get you to the medic. what where you thinking?!

Scully: What!? I ran out of ammo, It was the first thing i could think of.

Ana: The first thing that came to mind is run right up to him, try and pull one of his guns away from him and then try to stab him with it.

Scully: It worked didnt it? He's dead and now i have his other one as a souvenir ey hah- AH... stront...

Ana: I guess you arent as resilient to bullets as you think you are.

Foster: Next time check your armor before running into the big baddys like that

Scully: You just upset I got the final hit

Foster: Shut up and lets go."