Agent Haines and the Man in a Black Suit

Facker: I suspect she's in here. Let me try doing the talking, OK? And these alarms all around this huge metal door start blaring and it slides open. Facker: There are several like long black crates of some sort stacked in neat piles against the far wall. "Mama" rouses and looks up at all of you and then she sees you, Facker, and she says, no fucking way."