Agent Alaska: Recollection and Freelancer

Season 8: "For Those of You Joining Us"

Fade in to Doc in Valhalla, and radio sounds

Doc: "Come in Command. Come in Command, this is Medical Officer Dufresne. I have arrived at Freelancer Program Simulation Outpost Seventeen. Command? Come in? Come in, this is Medical Officer Dufresne. I have reached FPS Outpost 17."

Simmons: "Hey, down here, we're over here! Hey, come down here!"

Doc: "Never mind Command, I think I see the objective. Stupid radio doesn't work anyway. What else is new."

Doc runs down to Simmons and a dead Donut

Doc: "Holy cow, Simmons! Is that you?"

Simmons: "Oh, hey Doc. Man, I didn't know they'd send you."

Doc: "Yeah, we got the radio call and I was the closest medic so they sent me. But I didn't know it'd be you guys! Small galaxy, huh? Man, we got a lotta catching up to do. So what's up, somebody hurt or what? What's going on?"

Simmons: "Him."

Doc: "Him? Um, he's dead."

Simmons: "Yeah, he is. He was shot."

Doc: "Um, Simmons, I know it's been a while since we've seen each other, and I have increased my skill as a medic in that time, but dead is still pretty much outside my jurisdiction."

Simmons: "Man, I just didn't know they'd send you."

Doc: "Yeah, you said that already. Hey is everything okay with you?"

Simmons: "It's not my fault Doc, I- I had to make the call, they made me. They needed someone with medical training."

Doc: "What're you talkin' about?"

Simmons: "I didn't mean for you to get involved, I'm sorry, really."

Doc: "Sorry about what?"

Doc turns around and sees Wash and the Meta

Doc: "Uh oh."

Washington: "He's sorry about us."

The Meta hits Doc and he passes unconscious. Cut to Grif looking at a desert field with Tucker approaching him.

Tucker: "Hey Grif, what's up?"

Grif: "Hm? Oh. Hey Tucker."

Tucker: "What're you doing?"

Grif: "Well, Sarge told me to bury all the bodies from our battle..."

Tucker: "That's a lotta graves. Lotta holes to fill. Bow chicka bow wow."

Grif: "And now I can't find 'em, because the bodies were piled up over here, by these stone pillars, and then the wind came and blew sand all over the damn things."

Tucker: "So I guess they're already buried. Good job dude."

Grif: "I like the way you think."

Sarge, along with Aur'an and the freelancers approaches both of them.

Sarge: "Grif, what the hell are you doing up here? I thought I told you to bury those... bodies. What?"

Alpha: (notices nothing) "Wait what?"

Tucker: "He did, he buried the shit out of them, look."

Sarge: "What the- I only gave you that order five minutes ago. How'd you do it so fast? Did you help him?"

Tucker: "Help him? Dude, we've been fighting for like eight years, haven't you learned anything about me yet? I'm a lover, not a digger."