What do you think I'm doing in here? [His voice echoes off of linoleum and stainless steel as he prowls into the dishroom.] I have to get out. To find it.

[He emerges from the dishroom finally and makes a beeline for the next nearest door. Jamie, that's the walk-in freezer.] And before you ask, I can't tell you what it is, just that have to get to it. Now. Soon.