Flash: [speedster footsteps running vertical, skidding, rush of air, electricity crackling] Zoom! Let her go.
Zoom: [chuckle] so glad you could make it. The view really is quite lovely up here, isn't it? I can see your house from here.
Flash: Alright! I get it! You know who I am! You've have taken my wife hostage, you're pointing out where I live, and you're on the roof I work under. Alright, you've made your point. You know who I am. So now, just tell me what do you want from me and leave my family out of it.
Zoom: [chuckle] Why would I want to do that? That'd ruin all the fun.
Oracle: Barry, satellite images suggest that thunderstorm is going to start any second now. You have to get Iris off that lightning rod.
Flash: You want to talk? Fine. I'm here. We'll talk... but I'm taking Iris down from here.
Zoom: [tongue clicking] Uh-uh. She stays up there... for now. I want to see what you'll do if I push you to the edge. Oh, what's this? Rain?
Iris West-Allen: [sixteen seconds of intense wind noise] Flash!
Zoom: [thud, panting, chuckle] Oh, come on, Barry... Is that the best you got? I hardly broke a sweat.... and you... you're looking pale, Barry.
Oracle: Barry, what happened? Are you okay?
Flash: [wheezing breath, wheezing breath] You... You stabbed me? [wheezing breath, painted grunt, wheezing breath] You... You said no weapons.
Zoom: [chuckle] Seriously? You believed me? Come on, Barry... I'm a bad guy! Lying is what I do... well, sometimes. I mean, I wasn't lying when I told you I was going to kill Iris. Do you remember that day, Barry? Huh? Do you remember what you did to me? You broke my legs! Wow... that was an intense moment. I don't think I've ever seen you that mad. Do you remember how angry you were? Huh? Do you? Do you, Bar? Such anger. Such rage. Where's that Barry now?
Flash: [wheezing breath, wheezing breath] That... That was... That was you?
Zoom: [chuckle] Guilty as charged! [chuckle] You thought I was dead? Sorry to disappoint you, Barry. Do you like the new suit? Hmm? Oh, well, would you look at the time? I better go. Make sure you get that cut looked at... and don't dawdle getting Iris down. She might not handle lightning as well as you and I, ah?
Iris West-Allen: Oh, thank you! Thank you, Barry! [moist lip smack, painted grunt] Oh, right... [nervous chuckle] Let's get you to the lab and have Caitlin patch you up.
