We open up on several overhead shots of a large valley. There are signs of civilization: the foundations of buildings, a beach umbrella, and, notably, a makeshift base at the center.
DYLAN and JAX are walking towards the base.
Dylan: Hello? Somebody! Anybody!
Sarge: (offscreen) Move it! Move it!
Dylan: Hey, slow down! I need to get—
SARGE comes zooming by in a Warthog.
Sarge: No can do! I'm late for battle!
DYLAN and JAX turn and stare off in his direction, startled.
Dylan: Was that...Sarge?
SIMMONS comes zipping by really fast.
Simmons: (unintelligible Esperanto)
Dylan: And Simmons?
TUCKER appears at the top of the base.
Tucker: Yo, Grif! What about the Blue Goo Dolls?
GRIF runs into the shot right next to DYLAN.
Grif: No! Red Zeppelin!
Tucker: The Blue Fighters!
Grif: Uh, the Grateful Red!
Tucker: Oh god, no! Screw you!
TUCKER disappears behind the base.
Dylan: (disbelief) You're Grif! Grif, can you help us?
Grif: (laughing, then blunt) Who the hell are you?
Dylan: Dylan Andrews, Interstellar—
Grif: Whoa, hold up—I just realized how much I don't care.
Dylan: Th—Captain Caboose, he fell off a cliff. I think he's dead.
Grif: Whoa, you killed Caboose? Good job! Can you kill Sarge next—ooh, wait, no! Donut, THEN Sarge!
SIMMONS comes running by again.
Simmons: I sentas hiper kai plenta de enegeria!
Donut: (offscreen, voice unfiltered) Anyone seen my tanning oil?
Grif: Jesus Donut, we have guests! Put some clothes on, for pete's sake!
TUCKER appears again.
Tucker: Oh, Blue-Tang Clan!
Grif: The Red Kennedys!
There is a loud whistling sound, as though something is falling from a great height.
Sarge: (falling with it) SUCK IT NEWTON!
The Warthog falls from the sky and hits the ground in a giant explosion.
Jax: Oh ho ho, pyrotechnics!
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War can be a Son Of A Bitch
FanfictionAgent Alaska with the company of Agent Washington and Reds and Blues are stranded in a desolated planet after their UNSC ship mysteriously crashed now some of them are having issues and Agent Arizona meets two old fellas he thought were gone