Fade in to the building the Blues are in.
Tucker: Church! Chuu-urch, hey Church!
Church: I'm right behind you dumbass.
Tucker: Oh. Hey Church, do you have a knife?
Church: No. That's a weapon, dude, ask Tex.
Tucker: She said she had something to take care of. Girl stuff I think.
Church: Huh? Like what?
Tucker: I don't know, I stopped asking questions at 'girl stuff'. And Rick refused to tell me his.
Church: What're you two guys doin'?
Tucker: We're gonna teach the Alien how to speak English.
Church: How're you gonna do that?
Tucker: People learn English all the time, it aren't that hard.
Church: Maybe you should try learning his language.
Tucker: Fuck that, we got here first, and that makes this a colony. Those're the rules, dude. Earth colony, Earth language.
Church: Tucker there's thousands of languages spoken on Earth.
Tucker: Hyeah, but only one that kicks ass. And that's the one we're teaching. English 101, remedial kick-ass.
Church: Alright, there is no way this is gonna work.
Tucker: Yeah, it is, we got visual aids and everything.
Church: Where the hell'd you get those?
Tucker: We made 'em. Turns out Caboose's gun didn't have any bullets- it was loaded with crayons. I just need to cut one of these things, you have a pocket knife?
Church: Hey if you need to cut something, why don't you just use that big sword o' yours?
Tucker: Oh right. Duh.
Tucker draws the sword
Alien: Whargh? (sees Tucker holding the sword) RHURRRRRRRGH!
The Alien jumps Tucker and starts beating him
Tucker: Ahh, what the fuck!?
Church: Whoa! Mahan, Tucker, that thing either really hates that sword, or really hates you.
Tucker: Aaaaaaaah, get this fucking thing off me!
Church: Heh wait a second Tucker, this might be a good chance for us to evaluate how these things fight.
Tucker: Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow...
Church: Now hold still. For science.
Tucker: Not the face, not the face!
Rick runs into the scene with his rifle raised.
Rick: What the fuck is going on?!" (He sees Tucker getting beaten by the Alien) Ah. Nevermind then.
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Cut to Blue Base back in the Gulch, to the sound of the radio tuning in to something
Simmons: Sarge, can you hear me, Sarge, come in. Sarge, Sarge do you read me, this is Simmons, come in.
Donut: Hello, Red Army HQ. We don't stop until every blue is dead.
