Fade in to the ice base, where Tex has killed everyone
Church: Wow, you took all those guys out at once? Was that really necessary?
Tex: Mah, they'll live.
Church: No, they won't.
Tex: Oh, yeah I see your point. Come on, let's get inside.
Church: Okay. Man, those guys got fucked up.
They head toward the base, but Church stops short
Church: What? Wait a minute... Oh no. Tex hold on a second!
Tex: What's wrong?
Church: Uum yeah, don't know if I mentioned this before but I've kind of had psychic visions about this place? Yeah I thought it was Valhalla at first but I guess it turns out it was here. Probably should have told you this earlier.
Tex: Yes, you should have told me this earlier.
Church: Well I'm telling you now, does that count?
Tex: Do you think it counts?
Church: Nah, probably not.
Tex: You're not psychic, genius. You're just remembering. You've been here before.
Tex leads Church into the base
Tex: We all were. This is where they moved Alpha. After a few of us Freelancers went rogue, we compared notes and pieced together what they were doing to him. I convinced them to come back; break him out. The Project moved him here to try to protect him, so that they could keep experimenting on him.
Church: Whoa, you were in charge of the break-in?
Tex: I couldn't just let them destroy him; he was being tortured. The Director even started to use some of the other A.I. against him. Think about that: turning his own pieces against him? It's sick. Gamma and Omega would fabricate scenarios where he was designed to fail. And they made it seem like his failures were hurting all of the people he cared about, and there was nothing he could do about it. It drove him mad. Broke him down even more.
Church: But you came back. You saved him.
Tex: No, I didn't. It was too late. By the time I got to him, he was already long gone. I don't even think he recognized me. I failed. Only in my case, it really was my fault.
Cut to Wash overseeing the Meta beating some poor alien sucker's carcass senseless
Washington: Doc, do you have a second?
Doc: I'm a prisoner Wash. I have nothing but seconds.
Washington: Right, good point.
Doc: I mean you don't even need to ask. You can just be like "Hey, Prisoner Number One, come over here 'n' talk to me, rrr-I'm a Freelancer-rrr."
Washington: Okay, I get it.
Doc: Yeah, you really need to step up your hostage-taking skills.
Washington: Stop lecturing me, or I will shoot you, and feed you to the Meta.
Doc: Does he eat people?
Washington: Do you really wanna find out?
Doc: No. Maybe. If we used another person sure. Looks kinda interesting.
Washington: You've spent some time with him now. What's your diagnosis?
Doc: Of who, the Meta?
Washington: Yes, pay attention to what's being said.
Doc: Testyyy... Based on what you've said he's just underpowered. He has a bunch of equipment and he can't use it now.
Washington: That's because he lost all his A.I.
Doc: Wohw, if I had all those cool fighting gadgets and I couldn't use them, I'd be pretty mad.
Washington: Yeah...
Doc: What happens if he uses them without the help of the computer program?
Washington: Let's just put it this way: it ain't pretty.
Cut to Simmons meddling in Grif's backside
Grif: All hooked up?
Simmons: Yeah, installation was easy. You ready to turn on?
Grif: Ready.
Simmons: Now listen, you don't have an A.I., so nothing's gonna help you make the calculations you need to use this thing. So just take it easy.
Grif: I was born to take it easy. Fire it up.
Simmons cranks it
Simmons: Okay, it's on. Do you feel any different?
Grif: No, kind of energetic, am I invisible, hm? Am I? Am I can you can you see me?
Simmons: Calm down. No, I can still see you. Try jumping.
Grif jumps really high, and talks progressively faster
Grif: Jump! I jumped, did that work Simmons I can do it again? Please, let me do it again, want me to jump again? I'll do it right now, I won't even stop, let me jump let me jump let me jump! Why aren't you answering me when I talk with my mouth?
Simmons: Hmm, walk over there. I have a theory, this one is either super healing or super-
Grif takes off like a bat out of hell and walks very quickly through other people's scenes
Grif: Woohoo! Pashooo!
Simmons: ...speed.
Cut to Caboose and Tucker talking
Caboose: Yeah, so the insurance said I love you forever?
Grif: Yahaa!
Tucker: That didn't happen.
Grif: Hi Caboose!
Tucker: Whoa, what the hell was that?
Caboose: What was what? ...Hey Grif.
Cut to Sarge admiring the forklift
Sarge: That is one fine piece of machinery.
Grif runs by
Sarge: ...Huh. Why am I so angry all of a sudden?
Cuts to Ghost and the Girls
Ghost: So did you get better weapons?
Sister: Yes.
Ghost: Good because now we need to -
Grif runs by
Grif: Woooohohhhhh, Yeeeeeaaaaahhhh!
Sister: ... What the fuck!
South: He has Freelancer tech, doesn't he?
Ghost, Connie, & Dhuka: Yep.
Cut to Simmons
Simmons: Slow down, slow down, slow down hey Grif slow down, slow down!
Grif: Yeeh-ow!
Grif runs headlong into a steel door
Simmons: Hey asshole, are you dead?
Grif: Ow, whoa Simmons hey did you see that, did you see? I saw it, I saw it totally did you see? I hit that wall. Man, that was fast, that was super fast, I'm so fast, God, so fast, why's it so hot in here?
Simmons: Grif, calm down.
Grif: I'm calm, I'm totally calm you be calm. Why would you say to be calm when you know I'm already calm? Isn't it obvious that I'm calm? That doesn't even make any sense, you should make some sense, why's it so hot in here?
Sarge: What in Sam Hell is all the racket?
Grif: Hey Sarge, what's up Sarge, Simmons is doing some experiments and I'm helping him Sarge. Right now we're doing one where everyone talks slow and the lights are super bright and I can smell clouds and man is it so hot in here!
Simmons: We installed a speed unit on Grif and it's sort of... malfunctioning right now.
Sarge: Well turn him off.
Simmons: I can't, they run on timers. We're just gonna have to wait it out.
Sarge: How long?
Grif: How long, what's long? I like long stuff, I knew a giraffe once, I think it was in a book, a giraffe book, the book wasn't long but the giraffe totally was, because of the neck you know. You know what I mean, do you? Do you? The part that connects the head... to the... body. I'm gonna go to sleep now.