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Church, Caboose, Sam and Tucker are standing over Church's body. Church crossed his arms and glared at Tucker.

Church: I am not happy about this.

Caboose raised his hand.

Caboose: I have an idea. ...I HAVE AN IDEA!

Tucker rolled his eyes and looked at him with his arms crossed.

Tucker: Yeah, we heard you the first time, Caboose, we were just ignoring you.

He ignores Tucker and looks at Church.

Caboose: Since you possessed that Red guy, and took control of him, why don't you just possess your own body?

He looks at Caboose annoyed while putting his hand on his hip while Sam was trying not to gag.

Church: Oh I see, so that way I would be living inside of my own dead body.

Caboose nodded with a serious look on his face.

Caboose: Yes.

Church: Unable to move, just, laying there, rotting in the sun for all eternity.

Caboose: Yes.

Church: Okay, Caboose, I'll be sure to get right on that.

He rolls his eyes and crosses his arms while Caboose pouts.

Caboose: I think you are a mean ghost.

Tucker sniffs the air and looks at Church.

Tucker: Dude, you really stink.

Church looks at him surprised.

Church: What?

Tucker points at his body while waving his hand in front of his face.

Tucker: Your body, it stinks.

Church glares at him.

Church: Tucker, the first chance we get, you are going to bury my body.

Tucker puts his hands on his hips and rolls his eyes at him.

Tucker: Quit your bitching, nothing's going to happen to it.

Church does a 'are you kidding me' with his hands.

Church: It's a freaking indignity! My body fought hard for this army, and it deserves to be laid to rest.

Church gestures to his body as Sam looks at them back and forth before looking up.

Tucker: Get over it, you're already dead. What's the worst that could happen now?

Caboose looks up and points.

Caboose: Hey, Church, look, birds! Why are they flying around in circles?

Church follows his lead as Sam's head was following the spinning then passes out.

Church: (as a sigh) Nuh, God.

Cut to Grif and Simmons on the Red Base.

Grif: Okay, I'll go again. I spy something.. that begins with...

Simmons: Dirt.

Grif: Damn! How did you-

Simmons: Well, because you did rock last time. That's all that's out here, is rock and dirt.

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