A conversation between Charles Bliss, commander of the LMB, and one of the people who hired him to protect their assets
Nancy: Charles. Listen to me! [cough] This is a breach of contract. You were hired to secure our assets, as agreed upon! And you've left them vulnerable. We're talking billions in damages here!
Charles Bliss: I don't give a damn about your assets, Nancy, not anymore! We follow our contract to the letter and in return, you stuck my men in here under government-issued quarantine, expected to protect an empty building in a dying city. I can't ask them to do that. We've got bigger fish to fry.
Nancy: You're not going to get away with this, Charles.
Charles Bliss: What are you going to do, sue me? You are your family are going to die. You will all die if I don't do something here, something more important than keep watching over a dead server farm. Oh, and see someone about that cough. It sounds nasty.