Mahershala Ali credited as playing...
Mombasa
- [the group finds a monolith with a pile of skulls and bones at its base]
- Stans: What the hell is that?
- Isabelle: Who would do this?
- Mombasa: Whoever they are, they take trophies. In my culture the warrior with the greatest trophies commands the most respect.
- Stans: Whatever.
- Nikolai: It's a test. To see how we do under pressure.
- Isabelle: If this were a test, you'd all be military. Total strangers. Live rounds. This is something else.
- Cuchillo: Maybe it's ransom. Back in Tijuana, we kidnap you, put you in an oil drum. The ransom's not paid, we light you on fire.
- Stans: I hear these stories about these experiments they run on cons. They stick drugs in your food and they sit back and watch what happens.
- Edwin: Well, it's not drugs. If it was a psychotropic compound, we'd be feeling residual side effects. Loss of motor skills, blurry vision. And if it was a behavioral experiment... I mean, there... There'd be a point.
- Mombasa: What if we are dead?
- Stans: I was going to be executed in two days.
- Nikolai: And I was in combat.
- Mombasa: So was I.
- Cuchillo: This is hell.
- Royce: Last time I looked, you didn't need a parachute to get there. But it doesn't matter what happened, or why. We're here. Only question is, how do we get out?
- [after the group narrowly escapes a heavily booby-trapped area, they find a rotting corpse whose chest is blown out]
- Mombasa: We triggered a dead man's trap.
- Edwin: It's two weeks, judging from the rate of decomposition.
- Nikolai: He took up a position here. Shooting in all directions. This was a last stand.
- [Nikolai Checks the man's pocket and finds some documents]
- Nikolai: United States Special Forces. This is strange. He is supposed to be deployed in Afghanistan.
- Stans: What's he doing here, setting traps for us?
- Royce: They weren't meant for us. He was hunting something else. Something a lot bigger.
- Edwin: Bigger?
- Royce: The trunk was a deadfall. Rule of thumb with a deadfall is you set the weight five times that of the target animal. Whatever it was, got through the trip wires. And did this.
- [they find Cuchillo's body in a trap]
- Mombasa: Wound one man. Make him suffer. Make him bleed. Make him call out for help, and set a trap and kill those who come. I know because I have done this.
- Stans: So we're gonna leave him here, right? Come on, look at him. He's done.There's nothing else we can do, right? Right?
- Royce: We leave him.
- Isabelle: I can't.
- Royce: Then, that's on you.
- Stans: Hey, where are we going?
- Royce: Someone put us on this rock. There's got to be a way off it.
- [Falconer's aerial device flies overhead]
- Stans: [Stans instinctively pulls out his knife] What the fuck?
- Stans: [Stans looks at his knife then looks at how everyone else has a gun] Hey. You know what? Fuck this. This is bullshit, man. I want a gun.
- Stans: [to Cuchillo] Come on, man, you got two motherfucking guns, man. Somebody give me a gun.
- Stans: [to Nikolai] Come on, Russian. You got a big fucking gun.
- Stans: [to Mombasa] Come on, man. Give me a gun.
- [Stans puts his knife to Mombasa's throat]
- Stans: Give me your gun. Right now. Give me your gun.
- Mombasa: [Mombasa puts his sidearm to Stans' chin] I'm ready to die. Are you?
- [Stans and Mombasa are fighting. Then just as Stans goes to hit Mombasa with a log, he sees the rest of the group watching them]
- Stans: You with him?
- Isabelle: No.
- [Mombasa shoves Stans off]
- Stans: Then why don't you mind your own fucking business?
- Isabelle: We have bigger problems right now.
- Stans: Okay, "boss". Whatever you say.
- Mombasa: [Grabs Stans] I will finish, what *you* started!
- Stans: Strength in numbers huh?
- Isabelle: Something like that.
- Stans: Yeah, then maybe we should get that guy hanging in the tree?