Credits come in over shots of a city, which later pan down to reveal someone at a door
COMMERCIAL DISTRICT
Tex and Rick come up behind the guy at the door and points their guns at him.
Tex: Alright freeze!
Guy: Oh... Sorry officer, I uh, lost my keys to my shop here an I was, trying to figure out a way to, you know um...
Rick: You never were a very good liar York.
York: York, haven't been called York in a really long time. Hello Allison. Hey, Zone.
Tex: I haven't been called Allison in a really long time. You down to petty theft now York? Seems like a waste of your talents.
York: Hey, whatever pays the rent. There's not much call for a former infiltration specialist these days.
Tex: I think that's about to change. There's a place I need to get in to and they don't want me to get in to it.
York: You know, they never do? What do you think D, should we trust her?
A glowing green avatar pops up next to his shoulder.
Delta: Hmm, that depends. Is he still with her?
Rick: Delta?! Is that you?
Tex: What the, you still have yours!?
Delta: (changing colors to red) Alarm, threat level raised. 71% chance of violent outcome.
York: Okay, take it easy.
Delta: (returning to green) Chance of defeating Agent Omega Texas and Agent Arizona in combat is extremely unlikely.
Tex: What's going on here?
York: Thank you D. Look, put the weapon down Tex. Delta's not a threat to anyone, never was. You know, if anyone should be nervous about onboard passengers around here it should be me.
Rick: Well no need to be nervous. Omega's gone.
Delta: Chance of defeating Agent Texas & Agent Arizona: still very unlikely.
York: Okay, I get it. Thank you, retire now.
Delta: Executing. (shuts off)
York: Let's go inside.
Slowly cut to York and Tex inside an arbitrary building.
Tex: Nice place, you furnish it yourself?
York: Actually, I had an interior decorator help me. ...She's dead now. Look, Tex, are you absolutely sure he's not anywhere in that head of yours?
Tex: Omega's gone. That's why I'm here.
York: Oh. Let me guess: he's gone, but that's not good enough. You wanna kill him too.
Rick: Basically.
Tex: He spent a lot of time in my head, York. You know what it's like: whatever they think, we think. Whatever we know, they know.
York: Hyheah, I'm familiar. Remember all Reggie's dumb knock-knock jokes?
Rick: York, this is serious. Omega wants to do a lot of bad things. We already know where he is, we just need your help to get in.
York: Why?
Tex: He's not alone. Wyoming.
York: Uhh, speak of the devil. Okay, let's say I do this. What's in it for me?
Tex: Payback. How's the vision in your eye?
York: Still blurry... Hurts when I read.
Tex: Well then, how 'bout a little revenge?
York: You know, technically, you're the reason I have one bad eye.
Tex: No, technically I'm the reason you still have one good eye.
York: Hhhh, whad daya think, D?
Delta: (reappearing) Agent Texas poses a serious risk to any mission. The spontaneous ejection of A.I. can be catastrophic to the psyche of an agent.
Rick: Delta, she's fine.
York: Yeah, she seems okay to me.
Delta: May I remind you what happened when Program Gamma removed itself from Agent Wyoming.
York: That won't be necessary, D. Look, what's your recommendation? We in or we out?
Delta: Tactical Matrix is incalculable. Outcome is uncertain. Chance of success is unknown. But, a little payback would be nice.
York: We're in.
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