VIKI: There was an explosion at the refinery, and we're stacking corpses like carbon tailings.
I need RED-REO medical techs, and resuscitation gear.
PERI: I want to help, Viki, but I'm not a tech, and I don't have any medical gear.
VIKI: You're a mercenary, aren't you? Doesn't your company have battlefield medics?
PERI: Our doctor is alright, but our medic is more like a mobile cutlery station.
NEEKA: ... who saved your life.
SCHLOCK: Her hearing's pretty good, too.