Private Ellis has taken a turn for the worse. He's burning up and he couldn't keep any of his food down. Maybe I made a mistake... maybe the amputation was too late. Maybe when I'm not watching, he'll turn and...
The Infection Protocol. We did what we had to do to Officer Caulfield. We...
Who the hell am I kidding. We murdered Larry. Ellis held him down while I shot him like a fucking dog. I can't get his screams out of my head.
"Regan, Please!" "I still have time." "Don't do this!"
Ellis, what have we done?
What if I just leave? What if I just make a run for it?
I'm sorry, Ellis.