Red vs blue Private Sam (on hold)

S1E10 A shadow of his former self

Radio noise is heard as the camera fades from black. Caboose is standing behind Tucker cleaning his back with Sam leaning against the wall holding her head.

Tucker: Come in, Blue Command. This is Blood Gulch Outpost Alpha. Do you read me?

Caboose: Okay, that is the last of it. Your armor is clean now!

Tucker: Did you get all the black stuff off?

More radio noise is heard. Cut to Vic sitting at his control panel.

Vic: This is Blue Command. Come in, Blood Gulch Outpost Alpha.

Tucker: Hello, Command! We need help!

Vic: Roger that, Blood Gulch. What is your request?

Tucker: I don't know what the technical military term is for it, but, uh, we're pretty screwed up down here. We need men!

Vic: (pauses) Dude, how long have you guys been down there?

Tucker realized his mistake and shakes his head fast panicked.

Tucker: No, no, no, n-not like that! We need more men to help us.

Vic: Roger that. Did you get the tank we sent?

Tucker: Yeah, that got blown up too.

Vic raises an eyebrow at that.

Vic: Wow. Sucks to be you.

Tucker rolls his eyes and signs to Sam annoyed. Sam's eyes widened and just looked down.

Tucker: Yeah, we know.

Vic: Okay, here's what I can do. The nearest Blue forces can be there in 16 days, or I-

Tucker: 16 days!? That's almost 2 weeks!

Tucker interrupts very panicked as Vic just looks annoyed.

Vic: OR I can hire a nearby Freelancer and get him there within a few hours.

Caboose, Sam and Tucker look at each other.

Caboose: I like the "in an hour" one.

Sam: Same.

Tucker: Yeah, me too. Roger that, Command. We prefer the quicker solution.

Vic: 10-4, Blood Gulch. We'll contact Freelancer Tex and have them there post-haste. Command out.

Radio cuts off.

Tucker: Whoever he is, make sure he can fix a tank.

Caboose looks at Tucker curiously wondering what a freelancer was.

Caboose: What's a Freelancer?

Tucker: Freelancers are independent. They're not Red or Blue. They're just guns for hire who'll fight for whoever has the most money.

Caboose: Like a mercenary.

Tucker: Right. Or like your mom when the rent's due.

Caboose stares at Tucker for awhile as Sam just nods.

Caboose: ...Oh, that's funny.

Tucker: Yeah? You didn't think that was too obvious?

Caboose: No, no, not at all. It- It was good.

A semi-transparent Church fades into view between Tucker, Sam and Caboose.

Church: (ghostly voice) Tucker... Tucker...