Logan: Where's Caliban?
Donald Pierce: Why don't you tell me where the girl is first? Or I can ask the old man, he seems quite friendly...
Logan: I told you she's not here. Where's Caliban, motherfucker?
Donald Pierce: Well, I left him in the same ditch you was going to leave me in...
Caliban: I don't want to fight, but there's things we need to discuss.
Logan: What things?
Caliban: Well, would it be considered nagging if I was to repeat my previous observation that the dose is too low to suppress the seizures?
Logan: It's what the guy gave me. I wasn't in a position to make demands.
Caliban: Well I almost died this morning. That seizure was...
Logan: It was barely a minute!
Caliban: It felt a lot longer than a minute. I couldn't breathe. You're less affected.
Newscaster: Emergency personnel are still on scene at Harrah's Casino Hotel in Oklahoma City where at least 400 guests were stricken with temporary paralysis yesterday. Many are noting a similarity to the Westchester incident over a year ago that left over 600 injured and took the lives of seven mutants, including several of the X-Men.
[Logan kicks the unconscious Pierce onto his back; Caliban approaches them and removes his goggles]
Caliban: Looks like ex-military. Bounty hunter, maybe?
Logan: Worse.
[Logan hands Caliban Pierce's card]
Caliban: Is he by himself?
Logan: Not for long.
[drops the pipe and steals Pierce's
gun]
Logan: Get him back in his ride, take him out to the wash and dump him.
Caliban: What if he wakes up before I get there?
[Logan kicks Pierce in the head and hands the gun to Caliban]
Logan: Text me where you are. We'll pick you up.
[Logan closes the boot of his limo and walks towards the factory; Caliban
looks at the gun and card]