Agent Arizona: Season 10

Reckless

After Carolina and Epsilon and left, Wash and Tucker were looking down at the Reds. They had recently outsmarted Zone and the Reds and now it was their turn for "surrender." Grif, Sarge, and Zone were standing behind Simmons who was giving the surrender speech. 

"Well this is depressing." Grif mutters. 

"Can it, private." Sarge orders. 

"What? I'm just saying what we're all thinking." 

"You didn't say you were fat and worthless, and we were definitely all thinking that." 

[Dad, come on.] 

"Alright, you know the drill." Tucker states.  

"Do we have to?" Simmons asks. 

"That depends; how badly do you want your flag back?" Wash says with their flag slung over his shoulder. Simmons looks over his shoulder at Grif. 

"Don't look at me, it's your turn." Grif says with his hands raised. 

"(Sighs) I would just like to let everyone know that I suck...and that I'm a girl...and I like ribbons in my hair...and I want to kiss all the boys." 

"You know, it was funny the first few times, but this is starting to get depressing." Tucker says crossing arms. 

"Yeah..." Wash agrees. "Hey, what else have you got?" 

[We got the Warthog, but that's something I will fight you to the death over Wash. The last thing I need is to rebuild that thing after Caboose tries something with it.] 

"Actually, there is something they haven't taken." Simmons says looking at Grif who gives him the kill gesture with his finger to his neck. They all gather at Red Base, Simmons comes out carrying something and drops it at their feet shocking them all: Meta's Brute Shot. 

"Whoa!" Tucker says before whistling.

"Great ginzu gunshow!" Sarge gasps. 

"Is that what I think it is? Is that whose I think it is?" Wash asks. 

"Stolen alien weaponry used by the scariest mute in the galaxy? Yeah. Pretty much." Simmons says smirking. 

"It's like half-knife, half-rifle. What would you call that?" Sarge asks. 

[It's called a Brute Shot dad. You know those giant hairy gorillas with the armor? They carried those.] Zone explains. 

"We'll take it." Tucker exclaims. 

"No! There is no way I'm giving up the "Grif Shot!"" Grif protests. 

["Grif Shot"? Seriously man?] 

"Oh please, what were you gonna do? Eat off it?" Tucker scoffed. 

"Uh, actually moron, I asked Donut to mount it for me in the base." 

"And you know I can't resist a good mounting!" Donut says coming out of the base. 

"You've been hiding one of the most advanced pieces of technology known to man, so you can hang it in your living room?!" Wash exclaims dumbfounded. 

"Well, when you say it like that it sounds dumb." Grif murmurs. 

[Because it is dumb Grif. Come on!] 

"I think it's kinda cool!" Doc says coming up behind them. "I mean, when I met you guys, all you did was stand around and talk. But now you can't walk five feet without getting wrapped up in some crazy adventure." 

"What's your point?" Sarge asks. 

"I don't know, it's just cool. I mean, come on. You guys have been through a lot together. Don't you want something to remember all the good times?"