Relocated Part 1 through 4

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The screen opens up in space as the title shows up "Red vs Blue Relocated" as we cut to screenshot looking down at Vahalla as the energy source shoots up as we cut to Grif and Simmons looking at it as Grif walks away as Simmons walks away too.

Grif: I'm tellin' you, this is a whole new world for us. New bases, new armor; it's a fresh start.

Simmons: Then, why the fuck are we having the same conversations?

Grif: Just think, you know how people say, "If I knew then what I knew now?" Well, that person is you, and you already know it. And the "then" is right now.

Simmons: What?

Grif: Don't you regret anything from our last assignment? Like all your mistakes?

Simmons: I didn't make mistakes, you made mistakes.

Grif: Exactly. You set too high of a bar, and that made it harder for the rest of us.

Simmons: There is no "rest of us," there's just you, and you suck. The bar has nothing to do with it. If the bar was set any lower, you'd just hit your fucking head on it. Or accidentally eat it.

Grif: You need to loosen up. We got a good thing going here. I mean, this is an easy gig. We need to make the most of it. You should question authority every now-and-then.

Simmons: (stutters) I question authority.

Grif: Asking Sarge, "Can we have more work?" is not questioning authority.

Simmons: Well, Grif, technically that is a question.

Grif: Stop it.

Simmons: Besides, all you ever do is waste time.

Grif: Waste time? I make time. Every second Sarge spends arguing with me is every second I don't have to do something stupid like clean our guns or whatever it is he's ever making you do.

Simmons: You dumbass! We have to maintain our equipment. Otherwise...

A small explosion occurs under the warthog that Sarge is working on

Sarge: (grunts) Son of a bitch!

Grif: See? That should keep him busy for at least...

Sarge: Simmons! Grif! Front and center!

Grif: Dammit.

Simmons: Nice plan, jackass. Clearly, it's working flawlessly.

Sarge: Hustle up, idiots!

The camera moves to a blue base, where Caboose is involved in an unknown activity as the camera returns to the red base

Sarge: Men, we've got a situation on our hands here.

Grif: Sarge, why do you always call us over when you want to talk to us?

Sarge: What? You want me to write you a letter?

Grif: No. I mean there's two of us. Wouldn't it be more efficient for you to come to us? Instead, we always have to-

Sarge: Shut up, Grif.

Grif: See, I just bought us ten more seconds before he can give us something to do.

Sarge: Grif, can it!

Grif: Five more seconds.

Simmons: Shut up!

Grif: ...Two more.

Sarge: We've got a problem, men. I'm trying to upgrade the warthog's weapons system.

Simmons: The weapons system?

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