Damara: "Hey"? John, you said you were going to be gone for three hours. It's been three days.
John: Where is he?
Damara: Sleeping - for once.
John: Nightmares again?
Damara: Every night. Same as always when you disappear.
John: Cut me some slack Damara! I'm in the military, alright? Shit happens!
Damra: Yeah? I checked with Commander Hartly. You know what he said? That you've been on administrative leave.
John: Alright, screw this.
Damara: Hey, where are you going? Are you leaving again? John? John? Godammit.