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ONI 1: Glacier
ONE: I swear, you're pathological about entering places through their HVAC systems.
ONE: There's still three friendlies registering with the security system.
TWO: Yeah. They got names?
ONE: Kinda. Chump One, Chump Two, and Dr. Catherine Elizabeth Halsey, Ph.D.
TWO: Crap, you got lifesigns, or...?
ONE: I got a bunch of noise, is what I got.
ONE: What I don't have is her exiting through a secure checkpoint.
TWO: So it may just be her badge, right?
ONE: And if she's actually down there?
TWO: Kinda figure she's either dead, or is refusing to leave her most recent pet project.
ONE: Well I ain't carrying her narrow ass outta here.
TWO: Neither am I. Either she's dead, and it ain't gonna matter, or she's alive and it's gonna interfere with the op.
TWO: If she's alive, I say whoever finds her puts two in her head, and tosses the body in a rigid container of thermite 'nades and pulls a pin. You ain't even pulling recognizable teeth out of that mess. Clean.
ONE: Harsh. We could just strap her to one of these mike foxtrot delta deltas.
TWO: Sounds like we got a plan.