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Church, Samantha and Tucker are behind a rock with bullets hitting the canyon wall behind them.
Church: My god, doesn't that thing ever run out of bullets?
Samantha: " that things got an entire brigade's worth of ammo in it somehow so not anytime soon"
Church: just greats
Tucker: You know, in hindsight, we should have brought the tank.
Church: Hey, Tucker, what good is a tank gonna do us if nobody here knows how to drive it?
Tucker: Yeah, I can see how hiding behind a rock is a much better strategy.
Church: Well, yeah, but... oh man, I guess I gotta give that one to ya.
Caboose is seen hopping in the tank. As the canopy closes, the tank turns on.
Tank: Hello, and thank you for activating the M808V Main Battle Tank. You may call me Sheila.
Caboose: Hello. Sheila. Big tank lady.
Sheila: Would you like me to run the tutorial program?
Caboose: Oh, that'd be very nice. Thank you.
Sheila: Tutorial program activated. This program is intended to instruct non-certified personnel in the use of this Scorpion class tank. Let's begin with some driving.
Caboose: Okay.
Back to Simmons firing the Warthog's gun with Grif on the ground behind him.
Grif: Simmons. SIMMONS!
Simmons stops firing, and steps down.
Grif: Man, that thing is loud.
Sheila drives by in the background.
Simmons: ...WHAT?
Grif: Come on, let's sneak around the back of the rock and get 'em out.
Simmons: OKAY.
Grif: Keep it down! Jesus. Let's go, before they figure out what's going on.
Caboose is seen having Sheila stranded on a tall rock and turning to try to get off.
Sheila: Now that you've mastered driving the M808V, let's move on to some of the safety features.
Caboose: No, no, wait, go back! Why are there six pedals if there are only four directions?
Church is seen peeking out from the side of the rock. Tucker is still standing behind it.
Church: (whispering) Psst, hey, they stopped firing.
Tucker: Why are you whispering?
Church: (whispering) Uhm... I don't know.
Samantha: " fucking .50"
Back with Simmons and Grif standing at the foot of a cliff.
Grif: Aw, crap, I don't think we're gonna be able to get around this way.
Simmons: Tell me again, uh, why did we get out of the jeep?
Sheila rolls up right behind them.
Grif: Well, I guess it was this or sit there and watch you shoot rocks all day long.
Sheila's turret looks at Grif, then at Simmons as they speak.
Simmons: Well, at least that was fun.
Grif and Simmons turn simultaneously to see the tank.
Grif: Holy CRAP. What in God's name is that thing?
Back to Church , Samantha and Tucker looking at the vacant Warthog.
Church: Tucker, don't be stupid. They're just trying to draw us out.
Tucker: No they're not, look - they left the jeep. They're gone.
Church: Well, I don't know about this. It seems pretty fishy, Samantha how much to go out there?
Samantha: ".more then you can afford. And even if I did I'll add it to your very much growing debt. "
Church: alright screw it, let's go get it.
Sheila's HUD is shown, Her cross hair slowly homes in on Grif's head.
Grif: Dude, hold still. I don't think it sees us.
A tone goes off indicating target lock.
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