Chris Pine: Will
Will : This is Will Colson, the conductor speaking; just to let you know we're gonna gonna run this bitch down.
Connie : [walking up to Frank and Will] Sir, I was wondering if you could help me?
Frank : Connie?
Connie : I can't decide which I one of you I'm going to kiss first.
Frank : ME!
[all three of them laugh happily]
Will : Problem solved, go get them Connie.
Connie : All right, bring it on
[kisses Frank on the cheek]
Connie : [Will kisses his wife Darcy]
Will : You want to go and kill yourself, you do it alone.
Frank : Ask your wife what she thinks.
Will : Wait!
[Frank stops before reentering the cab]
Will : If you're right and that derailer fails what are the odds it makes it to Stanton?
Frank : You saw the train, what do you think?
[Gets back into 1206]
Will : [Thinks for a moment, eventually climbs back aboard 1206 as it starts chasing after 777]
Frank : So, what was the long story you didn't want to make long?
Will : I come home from work two weeks ago, and she's, uh... she's texting on the phone. I ask her who it is, she says "Nobody." So I said "Let me see the phone." She says no. This goes on, I dunno, five or six times.
Frank : Wait, wait. You're losing me. She's texting...
Will : There's this guy we both went to school with. He's a cop, he's a PA state trooper. And he's always had a thing for Darcy. Going way back.
Connie : [calling over the radio] 1206, where are you?
Frank : 1206 here, Connie. We're just passing milepost 57.
Connie : You're about a mile and a half behind.
Frank : How far out of Arklow is 777?
Connie : Seven and a half miles. It picked up speed. You better step on it.
Frank : I'm stepping on it, in it, around it, and through it, Connie. Thank you. Over.
Will : She's texting on the phone, I keep on asking for it, she keeps on saying no. And, um... she starts to walk away, and I grab for it.
Frank : You hit her?
Will : No, no, no. I mean, I scared her, but I didn't- I didn't hit her. Anyway, I drive to this guy's house and tell him we need to talk, let's take a ride. He jumps in my truck, and starts in with "You've got it all wrong, we're just friends." And then he stops once he sees... the gun I got on the dash.
Frank : Oh!
Will : I look him in the eye and I say "She's my wife. You find a new friend."
Frank : You pulled a gun on a cop?
Connie : [calling on the radio again] Frank? Frank, 777 just passed milepost 61.
Frank : Thank you, Connie.
Will : But you wanna hear the kicker?
Frank : Yes, I do.
Will : It wasn't even him that was texting her. It was my sister-in-law.
Will : What'd you mean about being married once?
Frank : Alice, my wife, she died of cancer. Four years ago.
Will : I'm sorry.
Frank : Me too. Me too. Every night, I'd come home from work, tell her about my day. Where I'd been, what I hauled.
[Frank turns to Will, smirking]
Frank : Who annoyed me.
Will : [smiling] Guess I would have made the evening report, huh?
[Frank and Will share a laugh]
Frank : [laughing] Yes, you would have made it, definitely.