Camera pans up to reveal Grif and Simmons standing on the red baseSimmons: Hey.
Grif: Yeah?
Simmons: You ever wonder why we're here?
Grif: No. I never, ever wonder why we're here. Semper Fi, bitch.
Lopez: Keegakergerk!
Simmons: What? What's wrong with Lopez?
Grif: I don't care.
Simmons: Hey, Lopez, uh... you okay man?
Church as Lopez: Aye, muchachos, necesité darle...... un aviso...
Caption: Guys. I need to give... you a... warning...
Church: ¿Qué? ¿Por qué estoy el hablar en español? ¡Yo no puedo hablar español!
Caption: What? Why am I speaking Spanish? I don't know Spanish!
Simmons: Um... Sure...
Church: ¡No, no, escucha mé! ¡La bruja teva a matar!
Caption: No, listen to me! The mean woman is going to kill you!
Church: ¡Ella está travajando en la tanque!
Caption: She is fixing the tank!
Cut to Tucker overlooking Tex, workin on the tank
Tucker: Aw, crap. Caboose, she's almost done fixing Sheila. I better radio Church and tell him what's going on.
Caboose: Oh, oh, oh, Tucker please, Tucker, Tucker, Tucker, Tucker, Tucker, please-
Tucker: Yes, you can be the one who radios Church.
Caboose: Thanks man. (turns on radio) Calling Church. Come in Church. This is your close, personal friend, Private O'Malley.
Tucker: O'Malley? You said your name was Caboose.
Caboose: I never said that, you guys did!
Tucker: Why didn't you correct us?
Caboose: Because I didn't want to be difficult. (turns on radio... again) Come in Private Church. Do you copy. Soldier unit Tex almost has the armor vehicle situation rectified. Okay. We require verification of your... mission...ness. (clears throat) How is your progression?
Church: (over radio) ¡Caboose! ¡Nadie aquí está escuchando mí!
Caption: Caboose! No one here is listening to me!
Church: ¡No mas puedo hablar español!
Caption: I can only speak Spanish for some reason!
Caboose: ...He says he wants to talk to you.
Sheila: Thank you for activating the M808V Main Battle Tank.
Tucker: Oh shit. We got trouble.
Back to the red base
Church: Un tanque... grrrande.
Ghost: Hey guys, what's up?
Grif: Hey. I think if you're gonna live in this country, you should speak the language.
Sheila: (distant in the background) Target locked.
Ghost: What are you talking about Grif?
Simmons: What country? We're on an alien planet.
Grif: What're you, a Communist?
Ghost: (sigh) All right Lopez what's up?
Church: ¡No, no, escucha mé! ¡La bruja teva a matar! ¡Ella está travajando en la tanque!
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Red vs Blue (Male OC Insert) [Being heavily overhauled]
FanfictionYou were one of the first freelancers and one of the best you could never fill a mission no matter what happens you always succeed no matter who you fight you always come out on top. You've lost a lot of people you care about in your life along with...