Woman: I'm putting together a team to rip down the rat line. You in?
Toby: Oh, come on! I'm sorry, but Mimmett got rounded up 'cause he was being stupid and careless. The fiber's fine where it is.
W: Four-six-seven dash twenty, did you hear that intercept? They've got complete access to our backbone. No way, we're pulling it.
T: You do understand, right? The fiber itself? Without a terminal and a key, it's just... it's just carrying so much noise.
W: Give them nothing. Not a little bit, not one thing they can use, right? We give them nothing.
T: Yeah, but I mean... don't you think you're going just a little bit overboard?
W: We're all overboard, you need to accept that. The Darknet's our rat. And when the shark...
T: (Interrupts) I get it, I get it. The big bad ocean, hell, you really hate their guts, don't you?
W: I thought we all did.
T: Well, sure, but it's personal for you. You almost sound like you've been... you know.
W: ...what? What?
T: Aw, hell, I'm sorry. You know what, it's none of my business.
W: I used to work for them. You know what dual-use weapons are? Nonlethals? Fifth-gen containment programs?
T: No! And don't bother telling me, either. I have a hard enough time getting to sleep at night as it is.
W: Toby, I've still got people inside, you understand? I'm trying to get them out, and that's when they're the most vulnerable. If anything were to happen because we were careless...
T: Yeah, okay. So. The fiber, what do you want to replace it with?
W: Gwen and Alice.
T: Who the hell is that?
W: I'll contact you. Watch your drop.
T: Hey, something's been bugging me. Maybe you'd know.
T: Do you think DARPA planned all this? Back in the 60's? You think they knew?
W: What, the net?
W: Hell, Toby.
W: Go outside! You're starting to sound like some kind of conspiracy freak.