—AAAAH! Where are we?
—We are … in the Atlantic Ocean. I just jumped twelve hundred miles due east. If I’m correct, we’re off the coast, somewhere near Atlantic City. If not, then I don’t know. But I got the water part right. We’re definitely in the ocean.
—I can’t see anything! I’m—
—You’re a little freaked-out, aren’t you?
—Can you get us out of here?
—Sure … Pretty sure.
—Please! Please! Go!
—Hey! You’re the one who wanted to go faster! I was perfectly fine on the highway, but you thought three times the speed of sound was too … leisurely.
—GET US OUT OF HERE!
—OK! OK! I’m turning us around! There! We’re moving again!
—We’re still underwater!
—Now! There we are. Well, that’s not Atlantic City, but it’s the shore and we’re south of where we’re going. We’ll just follow the coast to New York. Here. Enjoy the view. You’ll be able to see New York in a couple jumps … Look! Over there. That’s Manhattan.
—Where are we?
—New Jersey. The highlands. That island over there is Sandy Hook.
—You’ve been there?
—No, but I saw brochures when I was a kid. Maybe a year or two younger than you are. My mother always wanted us to go. We never did. But I liked the brochures. Let’s see if I can eyeball us across that bay. Meh. Second time’s a charm. We’ll stay in the Hudson River until we get as far north as Central Park.
—We won’t see anything!
—Sure we’ll see. It’s shallow. Look! Our ass is above water. It won’t get deeper than that. We’re almost there, anyway.
—Can we walk the rest of the way?
—I’d rather not. God knows what’s down there. There are at least a couple tunnels in the Hudson between here and where we’re going. Here’s one. And … I think we missed one. What do you think? Think we’re far enough?
—I don’t know! Why don’t we walk on land … like normal people?
—Normal people can walk without tearing down every electrical wire. We can’t fit anywhere in the city. We’ll get stuck, destroy things. I’m gonna try and jump straight into the park. Google maps say it’s about five thousand feet from the river. If we’re in the right spot— —You’ve been looking at your phone all along?
—Did you bring a map, Eva? Didn’t think so. Let’s do this. Are you ready?
—Go! Go!
—And … we’re there. Err … Maybe not.
—We’re in a river again.
—More or less. I think we’re on what’s left of a bridge. We’re in Harlem, we must have gone too far. I’ll turn us around. One more jump and we’re there, for real. Ready?
—You can stop asking. Just go … Holy shit! We’re right behind him!
—Damn! That guy is huge!
—Back up, Vincent! Back up!
—I am! Rose! Are you there? It won’t work! You need to turn around!
[Vincent! What are you doing here?]
Eva saw it. It won’t work! Get out of the way!
[Get out of here, Vincent! They’ll kill you!]
I said it first, Rose. Go! Run!
—Vincent. He’s turning around! Back off! Back off!
{Couture, is that you?}
—Yes, sir. Me and Eva.
{You goddamn son of a bitch! Get your dumb ass out of there before you get her killed.}
—Vincent! He’s gonna hit us. What do I do? Vincent?!
—Eva! Raise your arm! I can’t talk, sir. Bye … I’ll give you the shield. Raise your left arm, Eva. Like you’re … Yes, like that!
—AAARRGH!!
—That asshole knocked us on our ass again. Eva, you OK?
—It hurts! Make him stop! Can we leave?
—Not with the shield on. But let’s see if we can return the favor. Raise your right arm. Point it at … You’re good at this! Firing! Again! Again!
—It’s not doing anything! Vincent!
—We’re not done yet. Rose! We’re gonna try to knock his shield off for you with an energy burst, like we did in Denver. Do you understand?
[Wh … I need more time!]
No can do. Get as far away from us as you can. Eva, keep the shield up! When I tell you, push us off the ground with your right arm. I’ll get us up.
—What are we doing?
—Something your mother and I did once.
—Did it work?
—Well, we killed Rose. Now! Push! OK, we’re up. I’m running at him.
—We’re gonna hit him!
—Exactly. Wrap your arms around him and hold on!
—Like that? I’m scared, Vincent!
—Just hold on to him, Eva!
—I can’t!
—You have to! Just a bit longer!
—I CAN’T! He’s too strong! What are you doing?!
—I’m taking my helmet off. I’m coming to help you. Don’t let go!
—Who’ll control the legs?!
—We don’t need to use our legs. We just need to hold on. Themis will do the rest.
—Hurry! My arms are—
—We’re gonna die if you let go, Eva. I’m almost out. Pretend you’re in a storm at sea, and he’s the only thing you can hold on to.
—I’m not strong enough! I’m sorr—
—I’m here! I’m here, Eva! I’m gonna wrap my arms around you and we’ll hold on together.
—I can’t see with you standing in front of me.
—It’s OK. You don’t need to see him. Just look at me. Look at me, Eva. There. Biggest hug in history.