> Edwards: Try to snipe Gregor with your pistol while you have the chance!
"I can hit him from here," says Edwards, drawing her gun. "It's only fifty feet."
Let's not fire any more weapons near that thing…
"No," says Kendra.
"We are in a hospital," say Kendra. "If you missed and she came up here…"
She does not need to say anything else.
"God. Fucking. Dammit!" says Edwards, but does not shoot.
> Amie: Either pass out or lose your lunch.
Behind them, Amie is wetly sick on the cracked linoleum tiles.