Raziel: C'mon, let's get out of here! ??: And just where do you think you're going, brat? Rafariel: He.. his gun.. Raziel: Then run! ??: Oh no you don't. Rafariel: I... Raziel: *grabs hand* Less talk, more running!

*clunk* ??: Oops. Newt: Nyan? Rafariel: What was that? Raziel: Who cares, run faster! Rafariel: Your cat -- Raziel: -- can take care of himself better than either of us! Keep running!