James: Since the first day we met I've been trying to keep you alive and whether you want to believe it or not I'm still trying to but you have to trust me. Teresa: You want me to trust you? I don't even know you.
James: I'm going to need my gun. Teresa: There's no shooting our way out of this. James: Look, you and I both know our chances of surviving are better with a gun in my hand. [Teresa gives him a gun] James: There's only one round. Teresa: Then you better aim good.