Cris
You're going to be okay Liz.
Mr. Smith
Back off!
Cris
I've seen every possible ending here. None of them are good for you.
Mr. Smith
I'll take my chances. One more step, fortuneteller, and it definitely won't be good for you.
Cris
[steps forward through multiple manifestations of experiential awareness of potential events, till Smith's gun is empty]
You have one way out of this. [Smith holds up the detonator; Ferris shoots it out of his hand] That wasn't it.

