Chairman: Dear Director.
Fade in to Church and Wash
Chairman: It is now clear, that your agency and its primary program "Project Freelancer" have abused the trust and freedoms that the Oversight Sub-committee has provided you. Your abuse of the Alpha A.I. will now become the subject of a criminal investigation. I am sorry, Director, but you have seen the end of my patience.
Church and Wash look at each other silently before we cut to Simmons typing at Terminal 84-C - Administrator Access Only
Sarge: What're you finding out, Simmons?
Simmons: Looks like all the Blue records are here, I just don't have the access to delete them. I'm trying to work around that right now. Hey Grif can you bring Delta here.
Grif: Ooh, try hacking the mainframe.
Simmons: This isn't a mainframe system.
Grif: How 'bout cracking it, would cracking it work?
Simmons: Grif shut up! Stop making suggestions when you have no idea what you're talking about.
Grif: Well, if you want help-
Simmons: I don't want help.
Delta: Would my help be useful?
Simmons: Yes.
Grif: Maybe you should explain what's going on, and I could make an educated suggestion.
Simmons: Educated? Okay, fine. This computer is a dedicated interface with a highly developed security protocol. The information we are accessing is stored on a separate database with its own dedicated hardware. That system has its own distinct layer of security. From what I can tell, the two systems verify their identities by trading randomly generated two thousand fifty-six bit encryption keys. I'm tryin' to spoof one of those keys right now. So, Grif. I'm all ears. Any suggestions?
Grif: Oh yeah, I've seen that before. You should try uploading a virus to the mainframe.
Simmons: Jesus.
Grif: I find viruses that feature a laughing skull tend to work the best.
Simmons: Shut the fuck up and let me work! Delta how are you doing?
Delta: I've added South to your squad but Put her in as a Rachael now I will focus on helping you.
South: Thank you Delta.
Simmons: I need help still.
Caboose: OH MY GOD DILL NO!
Will: I'll go check on him.
Cut back to Church Alex and Wash
Church: You're a fucking idiot.
Alex: It makes sense.
Church: This is bull shit Alex!
Washington: That's not the reaction I expected.
Church: You think I'm a computer program?
Washington: Why is that hard to believe?
Church: Uh, how 'bout 'cause I'm a person! That I have been my whole life? That I have memories from when I was a kid? And I don't remember being a calculator, dude.
Washington: A.I. are programs based on an actual human mind. You're bound to have some residual memories. They're just not yours.
Church: Oh, you're so full o' shit.
Alex: It makes Fucking sense at lest I don't have to worry about you being a Horible fucking person Church!
Church: What?
Washington: The Director is Alex's father and he well wasn't the best.
Church: What do you mean Alex?
Alex: After mom died for the first time he became distant he would sometimes hit me when I got in his way. My sister Katie became competitive! That got her killed!
Church: How?
Washington: The meta threw her of a cliff.
Church: That son of a bitch killed my daughter I'm going to fucking murder him!
Alex: You don't get it! Your not human! When I learn who you you were I feared you I was afraid you would hurt me and everyone else! But I guess I never told you and your not as bad as he is. I guess I could think of you as a father but now when I look at you all I see is him and ever fucking horrible thing he did to me and everyone else!
Church: (shocked) Alex I... I.. I'm sorry I remind you of a horrible man.
Alex: It's not your fault Church I don't know why but I think of you as a fun uncle.
Cut to Will walking over to Caboose and a dead body in green armor
Will: What is it Caboose.
Caboose: Your alive I thirty only you died!
Will: No I'm alive that guy is not me.
Will looks at the body and sees the body has a CQD helmet on
Will: I'll take the helmet though wonder who this belonged to.
Caboose: Georgia.
Will: What?
Caboose: There's a name on it.
Will: I didn't know you could read.
Caboose: I can.
Will puts on the helmet. Back to the Reds
Sarge: Simmons, how's your progress?
Simmons: Good, Delta and I are almost in. This blinking light is really distracting me though.
Sarge: Good. Simmons, if that light bothers you so much, just turn it off.
Simmons: Hey, I got a great idea, how 'bout if someone else does somethin' for once. I'm workin' here!
Delta: We're working here.
South: Grif get the light.
Grif: Fine I'll do it.
Grif hits the light and we hear radio sounds
Tucker: Hello! Come in Command! Do you read, Command? Why isn't anyone answering!?
Grif: What should I say?
Simmons: Who the fuck cares, just get rid of him.
Grif: Um, hello. Uh, this is Command. Go ahead.
Male voice : Finally! Hey! This is a distress call! We need help down here ASAP! Mayday, and all that shit!
Grif: Oh, yeah, uh, sorry dude, there's no one here to take your call right now.
Male voice: What!?
Grif: Can I take a message?
Male voice: Dude, that's bullshit. You guys suck.
Grif: Is that the message?
Male voice : No it's not the message, asshole! Tell them, we found what we're looking for, and it's under the sand. Send. Help. Now.
Simmons: (whispering) What the hell is he talking about?
Grif: (whispering) Who the fuck knows? (speaking) Under... sand. Uh okay. I got it. As soon as they get back I'll be sure to grab them and uh, slip it to 'em.
Male voice: Yeah, slip it to 'em! Bow chicka bow wow.
Grif: ...What'd you say?
Sound of gunshots are heard
Female voice: Tucker there back we got to go and there's more coming.
Male voice: Oh shit, gotta go!
Grif: Was that who I think it was?
Caboose: Did somebody here just say something?
Will: I thought I heard Tucker and Ava.
South: Georgia your alive?
Will: No I'm just wearing his helmet.
Back to Church Alex and Wash
Church: I can't believe I am based of a horrible person.
Washington: It wasn't your fault and you don't have to be like him.
Alex: We can take him down and all the A.I. like XI and Omega.
Washington: Actually it will be me and Church who do it.
Alarms sound
Alex: Shit.
Cut to the Reds and Caboose and Will, with the alarm still going off
Caboose: Does anyone else hear that?
Will: Yes Caboose.
Grif: Yes, we all hear it, Caboose.
Sarge: Simmons, did you do that?
Simmons: I don't think so. Hope not.
Caboose: Uh, red guys? Uhm, white guys are coming? Aaand, they look mad.
South: Shit lock and load we are about to have a fight.
One of the approaching white guys throws a grenade at the building, and the grenade explodes
Caboose: Really, mad.
Sarge: Grif, close those shutters!
Grif: On it.
The shutters close.
Simmons: Here, I got it! This is every bit of information about the Blues and their soldiers!
Sarge: Can you erase it?
Delta: I doubt this is a good idea.
Simmons: I can, but Sarge, maybe we should think about this for a moment. What happens if we delete the Blues?
Sarge: It means they never existed.
Simmons: But did you ever stop to think, what does it mean to be red if there is no blue? If they never existed, what's the purpose of even having a red army if there's no one for us to fight? Do you understand what I mean? It's like, flip sides of the same-
Sarge steps forward and pushes the button. The words "BLUES DELETED" appear on the screen
Simmons: ...coin.
Delta: Checking freelancer systems and there's no sign of the blues.
Sarge: What it means is what it's always meant. We rule, they suck. Don't over analyze it, you pussy.
Grif: Oh my God. Where's Caboose and Will?
Sarge: What in the-
Simmons: Where did he go? *gasp* You don't think that deleting him from the computer somehow altered the fabric of reality and removed him from-
Caboose appears.
Caboose: Hey guys. I was just tryin' to find the bathroom. Church always has me go before a big battle. He hates when I ask to go in the middle of one.
Will: Caboose that wasn't a bathroom you used.
Simmons: Oh...
South: Umm ok
Sarge: Did you want to finish your thought, Simmons?
Simmons: Naw that's okay, I'm- I'm cool.
Grif: Come on dude, tell us more about the reality bending computer. I'm hanging on your every word.
Simmons: I don't wanna talk about it.
Sarge: How do we turn this damn alarm off? Maybe it's one of those clap things.
Sarge claps twice and the alarm stops
Sarge: There we go.
Delta: Alarm shut off.
Sarge: Eh you ruined the magic pixie.
Delta: I am an A.I. not a pixie.
Note the female voice is Ava.