Ramse: Who the hell is this? Cole: Hey it's me, it's Cole. Ramse: I buried Cole. I covered the grave myself. Cole: Wait a minute, I just came out of that machine. Ramse: Nothing comes from there. Cole: Alright, you and I, we left the West VII. Jones and her crew took us in. Ramse: No. Cole: Hey, only girl you've ever loved is Elena. Your mother's name is Roberta. You told me once she's pretty and that whenever I make jokes about banging her you laugh but I know secretly it pisses you off. Ramse: Cole? Cole: It's good to see you too.
Jones: Where do you come from? Cole: From your machine over there. Jones: I remember all the faces of the men that went in there. Yours is not one of them. They never came back.