Camp Currie

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Johnny looks for Carmen among hundreds of young people bound for Federal Service destinations. Recruits wear civilian clothes. Everyone else is in uniform. He sees her struggling with luggage by the entrance. Johnny rushes to help her and soon he is carrying all her bags.

Johnny: "You're late."

Carmen: "My dad had to help me pack. Suddenly he's afraid he's never gonna see me again or something. It was sweet, but it took forever. Anyway, I guess I'm ready to go."

At the freight station, Carmen enters her Federal I.D. card and gets numbered tags for her bags.

Johnny: "Me. too. I'm wearing everything I own."

Johnny loads them onto the conveyor belt.

Carmen: "Poor boy. I'm sorry your parents were so mad."

Johnny: "Who cares! The Federation will give me everything I need for the next two years, right?"

Carmen already moved to the next line. Johnny follows.

Carmen: "You talk to Carl?"

Johnny: "He left this morning. He couldn't say where."

Carmen logs in, enters her destination LUNA-TERESHKOVA FLEET ACADEMY. The ticket station spits out a pass.

Carmen: "It's exciting, but it's scary, too isn't it. Going someplace new where you don't know anyone."

She heads toward a bank of transporters. Johnny stops her, taking her by the arms.

Johnny: "I'm gonna miss you."

Carmen: "I'll miss you, too, Johnny."

Johnny: "I love you."

P.A. System: "Outbound group 948A, Tereshkova, all sections, transporting at bank 5."

Carmen: "Oh, that's me."

She scans her pass, but Johnny stops her again.

Johnny: "Com 'on, just say it. Try it on for size."

Carmen: "Alright, I love you."

Carmen kisses him before walking to the transporter.

 Johnny: "Do you mean it?"

Carmen: "I said it. Isn't that enough? Don't forget to write!"

ZAPPP! The last thing he sees are her beautiful eyes.

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At Camp Currie. Sergeant Zim addresses sixty shorn recruits.

Zim: "The problem with you is that none of you are good enough the way you are."

Johnny stands in formation with his squad, among them are Breckinridge, Djana'D, Katrina Mcintire, Ace Levy, Shujumi, and Kitten Smith.

Zim: "I am your senior drill instructor, Career Sergeant Zim. TO THINK THIS HAD TO HAPPEN TO ME! What a bunch of apes. No, strike that. You don't rate that good... you sunken-chested, slack-bellied, drooling refugees from apron strings! In my whole life I've never seen such a disgraceful huddle of momma's spoiled little darlings! Suck in those guts! You there, EYES FRONT!"

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