John: No... we are fucked.. Wait! There is hope!
*John's wearing his helmet, but if Horus could see his face he would see that he is wide eyed, and happy. He quickly scrambles at his belt to find something, but is unable to find it. His head hangs slightly, and he shakes his head.*
John: Nope never mind... we are fucked.

*The huge beast takes a step towards the duo, and opens it's jaws.*