Dawn DeSilvia:
Ten warheads, one megaton yield each, plus forty-eight unshielded uranium fuel rods in the tank... Oh, my God.
Lt. Sean Lambert:
That's a serious explosion
Dawn DeSilvia:
No, Sean. That's Nuclear Doomsday.
The Woman:
You took my mate, now I'll take yours.
Dawn DeSilvia:
Wait, what? Me? No, I'm not his mate. I mean, we're barely even friends.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
