Well Tex, that was a great story. I especially like the part where Church got pants'd in High School.
CChurch
I found that part entirely out of context.
But I still don't get how we're suppose to stop the AI.
I don't remember much from the implantation process. I do remember that can be transmitted from host to host by the helmet radios. Before I learned anything else, the AI took over and we escaped. If we can kill the AI and not give it a place to jump, we'll beat it.
CChurch
And then I can get my body back. Deal?
CChurch
Alright, Tex and I will possess Caboose now. Tucker, we need you to work on the reds. Get them to turn off their helmet radios so Omally won't have anywhere to go, once we get him out of there.
What?! How the hell am I going to do that?!
CChurch
I don't know. Come up with a plan.
Come on. You know how I feel about plans.
You're not going to have much time when we get in there, so move fast.
Oh, I see. You have no idea of what I should do, or how I should do it, but what ever I do, I should do it fast?
CChurch
Yeah, that's right.
Wow. You guys are a lot of help.
CSCaboose's mental image of himself
I see. So you're from the outside. That's where the other is from as well.
CChurch
The other? Wait, you mean O'Malley? Have you seen him?
CSCaboose's mental image of Church
Of course he's seen him, you idiot! You think Mr. Caboose would miss something like that, you sleazy douchebag fuck?!
CChurch
Hold on a second. Who the hell are you?
CSCaboose's mental image of Church
My name is Church, butt-wiping ass-munch!
CChurch
[To Tex] This guy's kind of an asshole.
CSCaboose's mental image of Church
And I'm Caboose's best friend, so don't get any ideas about kissing up, you lip-lipping fuck-suck!
CChurch
Okay, there's a lot of stuff in that sentence I didn't like.
Just play along, Church. We're gonna need this guys if we're gonna find O'Malley.
CSCaboose's mental image of Tucker
I'm gonna go look for girls.
[Inside Caboose's mind, Church talks to Caboose's mental image of Church, Leonard]
CChurch
You're not Caboose's best friend, okay? You don't have a best friend. You know why? You don't need one! You're Church! Knowing other people just waters down the experience! Live the dream, buddy!
[confronting O'Malley]
CChurch
Alright, O'Malley, this is it. From now on, if anybody makes my girlfriend cranky and psychotic; it's gonna be me.
Man Caboose, you were asleep for a long time. What were you dreaming about?
Ohhhh nothing. I do not like to dream. I try not to think while I am sleeping.
That's pretty much how you function while you're awake too.
I think consistency is important.
CChurch
[In ghost form] Well you look okay, then again that's just the armor. How do you feel?
Great! [Short pause] Who are you?
CChurch
Oh come on, not this again! How can you seriously not remember me?!
Oh of course! I remember you. [Shorter pause] You're Marvin!
CChurch
[Slowly] I'm Church.
I think I would remember a name That ridiculous. Nope. You are definitely Phill.
CChurch
You killed me with the tank.
CChurch
You insulted my girlfriend, you called her a cow.
Dude, he called her a slut.
CChurch
You're whole life is based around pleasing me.
CChurch
In fact, I think you're kind of obsessed w-
CChurch
-ith being my best friend.
[To Tucker] Psst! The new guy is pretty full of himself.
CChurch
New guy? What the? I'm not the new guy! You're the new guy!
I don't know, I kinda like it. I can get used to calling you rookie.
CChurch
Oh yeah? Could you get used to me beating you to death?
[To Tucker again] Psst! What's wrong with the rookie? He seems mad.
CChurch
Oh son of a bitch.
[Reds negotiate with the Blues with Church possessing Donut, posing as a prisoner]:
What's this business? The Blues are giving up? I smell a trap. Or rat. Or rat in a trap. Don't accept, Simmons.
You can't surrender, Blues! We haven't attacked you! Now go home and wait for us to attack and then you can surrender!
Wait. If we accept, that means we will have two surrenders and they will have none. That means we WIN!
Uh, I don't know. The war... or something, right?
CChurch
[shouting to Reds from a distance] In exchange for not killing us, they, them, we, they would like to (Tucker turns to him and stares at him) release the robot guy and me. [pause] The pink guy.
Are you becoming retarded?
I'm torn, between my intense distrust of the blue team, and the need for plans stored in my favourite robotic creation. No offense, Simmons.
None taken, sir. You removed the negative emotional center of my brain, and implanted it in Grif.
[crying] I CAN'T, I JUST CAN'T TAKE THIS, WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE!
CChurch
I don't think they're going for it.
OKAY, NOW YOU'RE UNDER ATTACK! GO AND SURRENDER, BITCH!
CChurch
ALRIGHT, THEY SURRENDER!
Fuck that. I'm pissed. Let's fight!
[O'Malley has escaped with Lopez and the Reds and Blues find themselves forced to work together]
So now we're forced to work together. How ironic.
No, that's not ironic. Ironic would be if we had to work together to hurt each other.
No. Ironic would be instead of that guy kidnapping Lopez, Lopez kidnapped him.
I think it would be ironic if our guns didn't shoot bullets, but instead squirted a healing salve that cured all wounds.
I think it would be ironic if everyone was made of iron.
TWO HOURS LATER
CChurch
Okay. [slowly] We're all agreed that while the current situation is not totally ironic, the fact that we have to work together is odd in an unexpected way that defies our normal circumstances. Is everybody happy with that?
[Camera shifts to a new map, Sidewinder]
CChurch
Hey, asshole, for the last time, LET ME OUT OF THIS GOD DAMN JAIL CELL!!!
Yeah, let him out! He's driving me nuts!
CChurch
Oh shut up red, nobody asked you!
I should have never listened to Donut's stupid fucking plan...
I need you to run right at O'Malley.
And shank him with my shiv?
No, when he blows you up with a rocket, try to see if you can get your dismembered limbs and guts to clog the barrels of his rocket launcher.
It's a remote chance, I know, but it's worth a shot.
(Catching the two behind a rock) OBLIVION IS AT HAND! HA HA!
(Points the rocket launcher at them) Cover your ears guys. This thing is really loud.
Not so fast O'Malley! (Everyone turns to Simmons) Maybe we can't stop you, but I know who can! (A teleporter comes from nowhere, letting in the Zealot Solders)
BSBlue Solders
ALRIGHT, NEW LEVEL! YEAH!
AZAll the Zealot Solders
YAHOO! YAHOO! YEAH!
Hey guys, you want your flag? (All the zealots turn to Simmons) He's the one who has it! (Screen panel turns to O'Malley)
(Zealots turn to O'Malley) The crusade has begun! Our hour of glory is now at hand! Let all who would stand against us be washed in our divine light! (All the Zealots shoot at O'Malley)
NO, GET, GET AWAY FROM ME! NO, MY POWER IS DROPPING, STOP, DOWN!
We need to disarm Church's bomb Sarge.
CChurch
(Church gets struck by lightning) Yow woo hoo hoo! (Reds run up to Church)
Hold still son, this will just take a second. (Sarge kneels down to Church's crotch)
CChurch
Seriously, don't you ever install anything above the waist? (Sarge pops up again)
OH NO! That last lightning bolt fused the detonator! There's no way to turn this thing off!
Impossible. I specifically designed it so I wouldn't be able to defuse it.
In case I fell into the wrong hands, and was brainwashed to help the blues.
You just had to get one last ass kiss in before we die, didn't you?
ZSZealot Solders
("tea-bagging" O'Malley) HUP HUP HUP!
NO, NOT, THAT'S DISGUSTING, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!
ZSZealot Solder
Let me try, let me try, heh heh heh, take that dude!
Church, (Tucker points a rocket launcher at Church) there's only one thing I can do.
CChurch
Hey, what the hell?!
There's only twenty seconds left!
If I blow you up before the bomb goes off, there's at least a small chance the rest of us will live.
CChurch
But the rocket will kill me!
YOU'RE GOING TO DIE ANYWAY WHEN THE BOMB GOES OFF!
CChurch
Hey, what can I tell you pal? Misery loves company.
CChurch
Aw man, this blows, you guys suck. (Tucker suddenly gets shot at the side)
WHAT THE HELL?! (Screen panel shows Agent Wyoming with a sniper)
Sorry Privet Tucker, but I always get my man. Say good bye.
Uh, guys, I hate to interrupt but, zero seconds.
Uh oh. (Church's bomb makes a series of beeps and dial noises)
CChurch
What? Oh, son of a b- (Camera pans out to show the entire map, a small explosion is seen, then the camera fades to white)