Dan Brenner: I'm so sorry, Paul.
Jabir: American can breathe? No breathe?
Paul Conroy: No, I can't breathe. Please get me out of here.
Jabir: Get out?
Paul Conroy: Yes, get me out. Please help.
Jabir: Soldier.
Paul Conroy: No, no I'm not a soldier. I'm a truck driver. Just a contractor.
Jabir: Contractor?
Paul Conroy: Yeah. A contractor. Not a soldier. I'm just a truck driver. That's all.
Jabir: You are American?
Paul Conroy: Yeah.
Jabir: Then you are soldier.
Paul Conroy: Donna... I'm very sorry I yelled at you, I shouldn't have done that. But the moment I'm asking you to give this number, if you don't, I'm gonna die.
Dona Mitchell: What?
Paul Conroy: Please. I don't have time to explain, the number.
Dona Mitchell: Okay, hold on.
[short pause]
Dona Mitchell: Okay. State department.
Paul Conroy: Yeah.
Dona Mitchell: It's... 202...
Paul Conroy: 202...
Dona Mitchell: 134...
Paul Conroy: 134...
Dona Mitchell: ...4750.
Paul Conroy: 4750.
Dona
Mitchell: Yeah.
Paul Conroy: Okay. Fuck you.
Paul Conroy: Yea, you're a terrorist you son of a bitch
Jabir: You terrified, so I'm terrorist.