You were one of the first freelancers and one of the best you could never fill a mission no matter what happens you always succeed no matter who you fight you always come out on top. You've lost a lot of people you care about in your life along with...
Church and Tucker behind a rock, bullets hitting the canyon wall behind them
Church: My God, doesn't that thing ever run out of bullets?
Tucker: You know, in hindsight, we should have brought the tank.
Church: Hey, Tucker, what good is a tank gonna do us if nobody here knows how to drive it?
Tucker: Yeah, I can see how hiding behind a rock is a much better strategy.
Church: Well, yeah, but... oh man, I guess I gotta give that one to ya.
Cut to the Rookie hopping in the tank. Tank canopy closes, tank turns on
Tank: Hello, and thank you for activating the M808V Main Battle Tank. You may call me Sheila.
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Rookie: Hello. Sheila. Big tank lady.
Sheila: Would you like me to run the tutorial program?
Rookie: Oh, that'd be very nice. Thank you.
Sheila: Tutorial program activated. This program is intended to instruct non-certified personnel in the use of the Scorpion class tank. Let's begin with some driving.
Rookie: Okay.
Cut to Simmons firing the jeep's gun, and Grif on the ground behind him
Grif: Simmons. SIMMONS!
Simmons stops firing, steps down
Grif: Man, that thing is loud.
Simmons: WHAT?
Tank rolls by in the background
Grif: Come on, let's sneak around the back of the rock and get 'em out.
Simmons: OKAY.
Grif: Keep it down! Jesus. Let's go, before they figure out what's going on.
Cut to the Rookie having Sheila stranded on a tall rock, turning, trying to get off of it
Sheila: Now that you've mastered driving the M808V, let's move on to some of the safety features.
Rookie: No, no, wait, go back! (unstrands the tank) Why are there six pedals if there are only four directions?
Cut to Church peeking out from the side of the rock, Tucker standing behind it
Church: (whispering) Psst, hey, they stopped firing.
Tucker: Why are you whispering?
Church: (whispering) Uhm... I don't know.
Cut to Simmons and Grif standing at the foot of a cliff
Grif: Aw, crap, I don't think we're gonna be able to get around this way.
Simmons: Tell me again, uh, why did we get out of the jeep?
Tank rolls up right behind them
Grif: Well, I guess it was this or sit there and watch you shoot rocks all day long.
Tank's turret looks at Grif, then at Simmons
Simmons: Well at least that was fun.
Grif and Simmons both turn at once to see the tank
Grif: Hoolyy crap. What in God's name is that thing?
Cut to Church and Tucker, looking at the vacant jeep
Church: Tucker, don't be stupid. They're just trying to draw us out.
Tucker: No they're not, look: they left the jeep. They're gone.
Church: Well, I don't know about this. It seems pretty fishy, but... alright screw it, let's go get it.
Cut to the view from inside the tank, turret slowly homing in on Grif's head
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