Nearby Red Base, Simmons, crouching, sneaks out then sneaks back inside.
Simmons: Okay, here's the plan. We run straight for Blue Base. Keep your heads up, and stay in formation. Lopez, you take the lead.
Lopez: ¿Por qué debo estar enfrente?[Why do I have to be in front?]
Simmons: Exactly. I'll follow you, Lopez.
Shawn: Jerk.
Donut: I'll handle your rears!
Simmons: Okay! Change of plans. I'll be last. Lopez, you still go out in front.
The four exit from the base. Lopez in front, donut next, then Shawn and then Simmons.
Lopez: Por supuesto que estoy enfrente.[Of course I'm in front.]
Simmons: Donut, you be in the middle.
Donut: It'll be a Donut Sandwich! Mm-mm!
Simmons: Dammit, Donut! You can ruin anything!
Shawn: Let's just keep calm.
They head a different direction and cut through the river, pausing once they reach the other side.
Simmons: Do you see anything?
Lopez: Si yo viese algo estaría disparando, cabrón.[If I saw something, I would be shooting, dumbass.]
Simmons: Well, keep your eyes open, then.
The four head towards a tree-filled region.
Lopez: ¿Por qué ustedes siempre me hacen preguntas si nunca entienden las respuestas?[Why do you guys always ask me questions if you never understand the answers?]
Simmons: Geez, quiet, Lopez! God, we've been over this!
Lopez: Maldita sea.[Goddamn it.]
Shawn: Should've expected that.
Donut: Simmons! I'm scared~~!
Simmons: It's okay. We're all scared, Donut.
Lopez: Yo no tengo miedo. Hice reservas de mí mismo esta mañana.[I'm not scared. I made back-ups of myself this morning.]
Shawn: Lucky.
Cut to the temple at the desert with Tucker, Sarge, Grif, Thea and Caboose. Caboose and Tucker take off while Sarge, Thea and Grif watch them run off.
Caboose: Church, wait.
Sarge: I knew it. This was a trap!
Grif: What's a trap?
Sarge: Don't you see, Grif? The Blues now have an advantage over us!
Grif: What, you mean they have a decent leader?
Sarge: No! I mean, they have three people and we only have Three! ...Approximately.
Thea: Actually it's equally. We can easily defeat them if we wanted to.
Grif: You honestly believe that the Blues orchestrated all of this to get a one-man advantage.
Sarge: Of course. They've been leading us along this entire time! It was all a diabolical scheme to get the drop on us! We just didn't see it until now, because it was so cunningly crafted.
Grif: We're talking about the same Blues here, right? There's not some, other group of Blues that I haven't heard of?
Sarge: Of course not!
Grif: Yeah. Then no, you're wrong. The new dude, he's a floating ball. I don't think he even counts as a person.
Thea: Yeah.
Sarge: Exactly. He's a wildcard. We don't even know what he's capable of!
Grif: He's a ball! He's capable of rolling. And maybe bouncing—
An explosion is heard. The walls rumble loudly.
Sarge: Peter, Paul, and Ringo! What the heck was that!?
Thea: Karabast! I think they got in!!
Grif: That did not sound good.
The camera zooms out as Tucker and Caboose run back into the room.
Tucker: Did you guys hear that?
Grif: Heard what? Of course we heard that, idiot!
Tucker: Oh great, I think they broke down the door.
Thea: Already figured it out.
Epsilon floats into the room.
Epsilon: What!? Who would do that thing you said to the other thing?
Grif: What's wrong with him?
Tucker: He disabled his memory or something dumb while trying to unlock this massive laser eye he's got. I don't know.
Grif: Laser?
Thea: Great.
Sarge: (grumbles) See?
Epsilon: Who has a laser?
Caboose: You do!
Epsilon: I do?
Tucker: (irritated) Yes.
Epsilon: That's awesome, man, I feel... great about whatever it is that we're talking about.
Thea: I guess he thought that if he activated he's long term memory then it would mean that he could activate the laser. But I think that's a bad idea.
Epsilon-Church: Why?
Thea: I'd rather not say.
Epsilon-church: Rather not say what?
Thea: (irritated) Great.
Tucker: Caboose, shouldn't you be killing him or something?
Caboose runs to Epsilon and whacks him with his gun.
Epsilon: Ow! Hey, cut it out!
Caboose: Tucker did it.
Epsilon: No he didn't, jackass, you did.
Tucker: So you remember that.
Epsilon: Why wouldn't I remember that?
Tucker: You don't remember why you wouldn't remember? Then I guess you're fixed, screw it.
Epsilon: You guys never make any goddamn sense.
Tucker: Yeah. That's our problem.
The scene shifts to another area in the temple. C.T.'s voice is heard.
C.T.: (offscreen) Over here! Split up. You two, guard the entrance. Don't let them out.
The scene cuts back to the group.
Sarge: Uh, I think we have more pressing issues at the moment, fellas.
Tucker: He's right.
Grif: I thought you said they couldn't bust through the door!
Tucker: When did you guys start listening to me?
Sarge: Everybody grab some cover!
They charge into another room. Scene cuts to an alien walking into the room they had left. He looks around, waiting, and grunts. He moves forward and another alien arrives from behind. Grif, Thea and Tucker peer around the corners for a moment before retreating.
Grif: Shit, there's two of them.
Sarge: Grif. Don't panic. You've been trained for this.
Grif: This? I've been trained for this? Being stuck in an ancient temple, surrounded by mystic technology, while being hunted by aliens from another planet? This is what I've been trained for!?
Sarge: Okay, well maybe not this specifically, but elements of this! Which when combined and liberally interpreted, bear a close resemblance of this.
Grif: Not even close!
Sarge: Ahh, just shut up and fight. Today is a good day for you to die! Yaaah!
Thea: I got an idea. Tucker, you provide back up in case we're in trouble. Me and the others will provide cover fire, come out when I give the signal, okay?
Tucker: Got it sweet cheeks.
Thea: Don't call me that. Church?
Epsilon-Church: Yeah?
Thea: Don't touch anything else on you okay.
Epsilon-Church: Whatever.
Thea: Let's do this.
The three Reds charge into the hallway and begin firing their guns. One alien is shot down immediately as the other tosses a grenade. The Reds back away.
Sarge: Whoa.
Grif: Look out!
Thea: Idiots! (Fires at an alien and kills it)
Tucker swaps his gun for his sword. He peers out again, crouching.
Tucker: I just need them to get a little closer. (begins creeping out)
Caboose looks at Church noticing something weird.
Caboose: Hey... Church? Are you doing that...?
Epsilon: Doing what?
A box is floating and rotating beside Epsilon. He turns to see it.
Epsilon: Oh, cool! Am I?
The box begins spinning the other direction, then switches back to the other again.
Epsilon: Oh look, I am! It's awesome!
Tucker: (stands up and looks back at them) What the hell? When did you get telekinesis?
Caboose: You have teleportesis!? Can you hear what I am thinking right now?
Epsilon: What? No!
Tucker: My guess would be, nothing.
Caboose: Oh my God, Tucker has it too!!
Epsilon: (still fascinated by the box) Look at this! This is so kickass! I wonder what other powers I have. (The box drops.) Man, I could be, the most powerful being in the entire universe. (begins to float off again) I'm like a superhero!
Tucker: (almost giggling) Where are you going?
Epsilon: Oops, uh, yeah, I seem to have lost control of my body again.
Tucker: Yeah, some superhero. You freaking dick.
An explosion could be heard and gun shots.
Thea: (off screen) Where's that back up?!?!
Tucker: Oh right, Coming! (Joins in the line of fire.)