– Good night.
SILBERMAN: Gooood night. DOOR BUZZES OPEN HE SIGHS BLEEPING TURNS OFF THE PAGER – I’m a friend of Sarah Connor. I was told that she’s here. Could I
see her, please? – No. You can’t see her, she’s making
a statement. – Where is she? – Look, it may take a while. If you want to wait,
there’s a bench over there. – I’ll be back. QUITE SCRAPPING TYRES SCREECH SMASHING, GLASS SHATTERS TELEPHONE RINGS,
COMMOTION IN BACKGROUND – Ah?
GUNFIRE – Argh. – Oof. GUNFIRE
– Argh. HE SCREAMS SHE SOBS