Yeah. I agree; Earth sucks!
Earth does not suck, Earth rules! We invented the telephone.
He says they invented the telephone too, and they did it a thousand years before you did!
Oh, and what did they have to say on it? "Blargh blargh honk honk"? Who the fuck wants to hear that?
[The Blues reach the Freezing Plains]
I'm tellin' you, the alien has really been creepin' me out lately. Every time I wake up, he's hovering over me. It's really weird.
I'm sure he's just safeguarding his sword. I mean, my sword.
Maybe he just wants to steal your breath.
[Church drops off Donut and the unconscious Sarge and Grif]
Okay Donut, wait until we're gone, and then you can wake 'em up.
Well, what do I tell them?
I don't care, tell 'em you busted in and rescued them. Get yourself a medal. You deserve it.
I always did wanna be a hero... And a liar.
Well then today's your lucky day.
And last is the orange one, that's Grif. He's really lazy and really annoying.
But, at least he's smart. In fact, I think he might the smartest one of the bunch.
You mean smarter than all of the ones there now.
No, I mean all of them put together, man. There's this other guy who hangs around, in maroon armour... Well, I haven't seen him in a while, but he's a freakin' know-it-all, man. He acts like he's smart, but he's really not.
Yeah, he walks around like he owns the place... Yeah, y'know, but nobody listens to him, and they always make fun of him behind his back.
Simmons (a slight quiver in his voice): What do they say?
Oh, just how he's not good at stuff, and how he's dumb, and how the stuff he likes is dumb, and also how he's not as attractive as other people are...
Simmons (starting to cry): (sniff) Yeah, he sounds like a real jerk...
Simmons (off-screen; on the verge of tears): I have to use the bathroom...
Well, hurry up, man, I have to finish orientation before you have to make me dinner.
...You do know that's Simmons, right?
Donut, it's me. (dressed in blue)
Oh, right, you. What do you want?
I want to talk to Sarge, I just found out some info. Wait, why am I answering your questions?
I said hold it. (points gun at Simmons)
What's your problem, Donut?
Sarge told me to not to let anyone in the base. And I'm pretty sure "anyone" includes the enemy.
Oh please, you're dressed in blue. FYI there's kind of a theme around here. You're blue, I'm red.
OK, OK, I only dressed like this to trick the Blues.
You knocked Sarge out, twice.
Once again Donut, to fool the Blues. And to work out some unresolved issues with father figures. But look, just go ask Sarge, he knows it's me. Hell, even Grif knows it's me.
Oh sure, Everyone knows who you are but me.
No, the Blues don't know either.
Hey Shelia, where'd that Simmons guy go that was spying on us?
I don't know. Why don't you go ask the new jeep.
There's an enemy trying to get into the base.
Oh, Simmons, Why didn't you tell me it was you?
Donut, I did tell you it was me.
Well you didn't say it was you, you just kept saying "I'm me".
But you didn't say you were you. If you had said you were you instead of "I'm me", I would have known you were you. You just kept saying you were me.
And thus ends another meeting of the pronoun club. Same time next week everybody.
Well now that we have that straightened out, I have some important information.
I don't want to hear it, Blue.
What, this is valuable information about the war.
There is no such thing as valuable information, from a traitor!
But sir, I only did that because no one would believe me about the tank.
Sarge, Simmons has issues with his father that he displaces on you.
No Donut, that's why I punched Sarge in the face. I left the base because I wasn't fulfilling my undying need to please other people.
Alright, enough! The next person who tells me about Simmons' feelings is getting court-martialled
Simmons likes to go in the bathroom and cry while he punches the mirror... Well, I'll go pack my bags. Nice working with you guys. Good luck with the Blues. It's been real.
No, we came home because the alien died, and because the, uh, glowing sword turned out to be a, uh, glowing key.
Yeah, glowing key that can still stab people.
So it is a sword, It just happens to function like a key in very specific situations.
Or it's a key all the time, and when you stick it in people, it unlocks their death.
God damn man, I would love to live in your world for about ten minutes.
Yeah. I have a really good time.
Ehehehyeah, it seems like it. You know I don't think I'd get anything done, but I probably wouldn't care that much.
Hey, you don't think it's the sword that's makin' him sick, do you?
I don't see how. It hasn't sneezed once.
We don't know anything about it though. Maybe it runs on radiation and it's poisoning him.
Or, maybe it runs on solar power!
Why would solar power make him sick?