Transcrição (en)

You on your own in lands you don't know but others do. You know we have no idea what's out there. We've not even fucking looked that way. Why would it be different? To whoever's already there you're just a fucking roach. And they'll deal with you just like we do roaches. This world fits you, Bangley. Wake up. Defend. Survive. Oh shit, I think you were ready for it ten years before it hit. Huh? You liked this shit. I was a fucking mechanic. Now I fixed shit. When I wasn't doing that, I was kissing my wife. And playing with my dog. You know, wondering every day how I got so fucking lucky.