[ It's really good they can't see each other. Zell is watching Jim's chest rise with every breath he takes as he tries to keep from flinching out the sounds he hears from the other end. ]

I don't know. [ Static as he breathes in. ] Everything su[ Static], man. We have to find the pro[static]nd save them. The frickin' [Fuzz] might be messing with our sight or we aren't really [more static]. Beckett, I don't [ long thing of static.]