Tex, together with Church, Rayner, Tucker, and Caboose, is standing outside Blue Base.
Tex: As far as I'm concerned, I'm square with you.
Caboose, Rayner and Tucker simultaneously turn to face Church.
Church: I saved you from a life of imprisonment. How the hell are you square with me?
Caboose, Rayner and Tucker simultaneously turn to Tex.
Tex: Because I didn't kill you back at Sidewinder.
Caboose, Rayner and Tucker turn back to Church.
Church: You know, I don't really see how not killing somebody is the same thing as doing them a favor.
Caboose, Rayner and Tucker turn to Tex.
Tex: Well, if you don't appreciate it, I could just kill you right now.
Church: No, you can't! I'm already dead, bitch! I guess the joke's on you!
Caboose: Stop it! Stop fighting. Can't you see that you're tearing us apart? WHAT ABOUT US?
Tex: What about you?
Caboose: We helped you too. And what do we get? Nothing!
Tex: Well yeah, but...
Church: Yeah, but nothin'. He's got a point.
Tex: I did help them get the flag back.
Tucker: Yeah, but you were paid to do that. We rescued you as a favor.
Rayner: Uhuh, as soon as our flag was back our contract was pretty much finished. It would've been more efficient to not waste more resources to save you just so you can leave us.
Tex: Fine, I'll stay here as long as it takes to help you guys win this thing. As soon as I have, I'm outta here. What do you need me to do?
Tucker: I have no idea. If you knew how to fix a tank, I would have you do that.
Tex: ...Okay.
Caboose: Wait, you-you know how to fix Sheila? ...I love you.
Rayner: I'll help. Let me go get my tools. [walks inside the Base]
Cut to Lopez.
Lopez: Entonces le decía "tu no pesas más, yo peso más." Entonces pusimos nuestros cuerpos sobre la escala y determinamos quién tenía el peso más grande. Después de eso me llamé a mi mismo Lopez La Pesado.(Then I would say "you don't weigh more, I weigh more." So we put our bodies on the scale and determined who had the greatest weight. After that I called myself Lopez the Heavy.)
Grif: Man. First he doesn't talk at all, and now we can't get him to shut up. What's he saying?
Simmons: What're you asking me for?
Grif: Well, you know, because you're of, uh, a Latino persuasion.
Simmons: Simmons isn't a Spanish name, you dumbass. I'm Dutch-Irish.
Grif: But I thought-
Simmons: What?
Grif: Eh, never mind.
Donut: ...I'm from Iowa.
Grif and Simmons: Nobody cares!
Cut to Tucker and Caboose sneaking up behind Sheila.
Church: Okay, take it easy guys. When I was over at the Red Base, I saw that they've already got their jeep fixed. So whatever you do, don't let 'em see us before we get Sheila back online.
Caboose: Okay, okay. Even if we get Sheila fixed, how are we going to turn her over? I mean it's not as if we could just lift-
In the background, Tex flips Sheila back over.
Caboose: Oh. She is a very strong lady.
Rayner goes up to Sheila carrying a tool box.
Rayner: Alright, let's get started.
Church: I'm the one that's the least visible, so I'm gonna head up here to higher ground. I'll keep an eye on the Red Base. If I see anything, I'll let you know.
Caboose: Great, I'll come with you!
Church: That kinda defeats the purpose, Caboose.
Caboose: Okay. What if I'm really... [softer] really... [whispering] quiet?
Church: Do you even understand what the term "visibility" means?
Caboose: Ah hah hah, uhh.... good one, Church.
Church: Seriously. You don't know what it means, do you?
Caboose: Uh, no...
Church: Caboose, just stay here, man, and try not to swallow your tongue or anything like that.
Tucker: Just watch the Red Base, and tell us if you see any movement.
Tucker runs up to Tex who is welding on the tank. Rayner was lying under the tank.
Tucker: [to Tex] So, I suppose if you're helping us, you're not as mean as I thought.
Tex: [stops to face Tucker] I wouldn't say I'm mean, I just get hired to do mean things.
Tucker: Yeah, but you like it.
Tex: Well, I think it's important to enjoy what you do.
Tucker: So let's say I payed you to kill Caboose. [looks at Caboose] You would still do it, right? Even though you're supposed to be helping us?
Tex: Is this a hypothetical discussion, or should we start talking numbers?
Tucker: Yeah, I don't wanna talk about this any more.
Rayner [still under the tank] Mercenary's will do anything you asked, so long as you've got the cash to back it up. Best you don't get into those hypotheticals with them.
Tex: [to Rayner] You seem to know a lot about being a mercenary.
Rayner: Well, I ought to. I was once one myself, after all.
Tucker: Wait, you were a mercenary?
Rayner: [gets out from under the tank] Yeah, before I enlisted people pay me to do all sorts of things, bodyguard detail, retrieving targets, and the occasional assassination, though I rarely take those kind of jobs.
Tucker: If you were doing jobs like that then you were definitely paid a lot, probably more than being a soldier. Why'd you enlist in the army then?
Tex: [taunting] What? Couldn't handle the rough life?
Rayner: I've had enough of that lifestyle. So, I wanted to settle down to a more peaceful life. I quickly found out that, after living that kind of life, it was hard to adjust to civie life. With no family left I choose the next best thing. I hid my true skills when I enlisted. Although I admit I was kinda hoping I'd get posted as a guard somewhere relatively calm. But, next thing I know, I'm here.
Tucker: Damn, dude. Your backstory is way more complicated than ours.
Tex: ....[turns back to continue working on the tank]
Rayner: Eh, it wasn't all bad. I mean, I got to meet you fuckers, didn't I?
Tucker: [sarcastically] Wow, way to lift our spirit.
Church is up on the ledge where he was killed.
Church: Hey, Tucker!
Tucker: What?!
Church: What the hell is my body still doing up here?
Rayner: That's part of being dead, Church. Your body doesn't really move around much any more. Maybe you haven't fully grasped the concept yet.
Church: Alright, well let me rephrase that then: Why in the hell haven't you guys buried my body yet?
Tucker: Buried? With what? All we have are pistols and rifles. What do you want me to do, shoot you a grave?
Church: Well then how about shipping me back home? You know, let the loved ones pay a little respect.
Tucker: Well Church, here's your girlfriend. Tex, as one of Church's loved ones, would you like to pay your respects?
Tex turns around and starts working on the tank again.
Tucker: That was a stirring eulogy. Rest in peace, good buddy!
To Rayner and Tex working on the tank.
Rayner: ...so, what kind of jobs you've been taking recently?
Tex: [stops working on the tank]... nothing much. Just been running around, doing things here and there. [continues to work]
Rayner: [looks away] Hmmm *thoughts* running around... huh?
Fades to black.