Cut through various scenery shots during the flashy new title panels, eventually settling on a front gate with Wyoming walking through it
Wyoming: You there, look alive.
Wyoming goes through the door, and as the Guards chatter Tex, invisible, sneaks up behind them
Blue Guard: Crikey, boss seems like he's in a bad mood today.
Red Guard: No kidding.
Blue Guard: What's gone up his bum eh?
Red Guard: What do you think tomorrow is?
Blue Guard: Hold on a bit... You hear that?
Red Guard: Hear what?
Blue Guard: You hear that?
Red Guard: Hear what?
Blue Guard: Come on you gotta hear that one.
Red Guard: Hear whaa-ooooh crap.
Tex punches the Red Guard in the face and knocks him out, then goes visible and runs down a hallway as the Blue Guard shoots at her
Blue Guard: (honing in) Gotcha now, mate! What's that noise?
Blue Guard looks down and sees a glowing blue spider grenade attached to his foot
Blue Guard: Crikey!
The grenade goes off, shooting the Guard very high in the air. Ghost drops down from the ceiling.
Tex: Hope we didn't scare ya fellas. Good throw Ghost.
Ghost: Thank you.
Blue Guard: Crikeeeeeeeeeeeeeey (lands behind the three as they walks by) ...Bollucks.
Tex: (in voiceover) We've been tracking our old friend, Wyoming, hoping that he'd lead me to his boss. Ghost aka Agent Kentucky. He's helpful, But I wasn't having any luck, until he came here. Now I hate locked doors, but at least that means there's something, or someone, worth lockin' up. Still, I have a pretty good sixth sense, and I couldn't shake the feeling that we was walking right into a ...
The locked door she was talking about opens suddenly, and Wyoming drives a jeep at her face
Tex: Crap!
Ghost grabs Tex and pulls her out of the way as the jeep goes up a slope and gets stuck
Wyoming: Well well, look who abandoned her mates to follow me. I'm flattered of course, but you'll pardon me for not acting surprised, Tex.
Tex: (in voiceover) Oh, by the way? I'm Tex. And yes, I know it's a guy's name.
Wyoming: And it seems you've killed my two best guards. Oh bugger.
Ghost: Maybe you need to find better help, dumbass.
Wyoming: That voice along with that armour... Ghost is that you old chap?
Ghost: What can I say, Wyoming. No one can take me down.
Wyoming: How's your temper? After you saw our dear, Carolina?
Ghost: ...
Wyoming: I'll take that as a no.
Tex: (Places a hand on Ghost's shoulder) Can it, Wyoming!
Wyoming: Perish the thought, my dear. Tomorrow is pay day; you actually saved me quite a bit of money. Kill anyone else and I might have to start paying you commission.
Tex: Where is he?
Wyoming: Oh right, and here I thought you were spending all this time trying to get close to me. Tisk tisk.
Ghost: Shut your mouth and tell us where this little shit is!
Wyoming: Yes, he asks about you too, Tex. Ghost. It's almost as if you two are on the same mind.
Tex: That's not funny.
Wyoming: Sorry, but I can't play matchmaker today, I'm entirely too busy.
Wyoming backs the jeep off the incline, and Tex jumps on the side and starts punching him in the face. He runs the jeep against the wall to get rid of her and drives off
Tex: Dammit!
Wyoming: Ta ta for now!
Tex: (in voiceover while chasing him on foot) So here's my problem: Wyoming was my only lead. Losing him would mean losing any chance of finding his boss. There was no way I was gonna let that happen. Wyoming didn't know it, but he was gonna lead us right to him.
While going on and on as women often do, Ghost picks up a random sniper rifle and loads it with a tracking device and shoots the back of Wyoming's car with it
Voice on Radio: Come in Wyoming.
Wyoming: Wyoming here, go ahead.
Voice on Radio: Did they take the bait?
Wyoming: Indeed. Hook line and sinker, mate. Hook line and sinker.
Voice on Radio: Excellent. Hm hm hm hm ha ha ha ha haa.