TAGON: How much time have we got?
EBBY: If you're going to take that shot, you need to do it now.
TAGON: Right. Get in the airlock.
TAGON: All the way in! I don't want to get hit by a train.
EBBY: Oh! Sorry, sir.
EBBY: What changed your mind?
TAGON: They might not know where we're headed. Taking out that train would give away our location, and maybe give away our intended target.
EBBY: You looked like you really wanted to blow it up, though.
TAGON: Someday... someday shooting up a high-speed train will be the right thing to do. I can be patient.