Agent Alaska: Recollection and Freelancer

"Reconfiguration"

Fade in to Doc, Wash and the Meta standing over the modified Epsilon unit, which is now olive green

Washington: "Great, he's done."

Doc: "Why is it sparking like that?"

Washington: "This thing's been through a lot, it's pretty badly damaged. But now that it's a capture unit we just need to get it near Epsilon, and we can pull him in. Then we go to Alaska next."

Doc: "What if it breaks?"

Washington: "Don't worry, it'll hold until we get him. After that, we go get Alaska. The unit doesn't matter. It can short out for all I care."

Doc: "Then what's the point of getting Epsilon?"

Washington: "I just have to deliver Epsilon and Alaska to the Chairman. I don't have to guarantee what condition, I deliver them in. Epsilon just evidence anyway while Alaska will just be another pawn for Chairman. Meta, grab him. Doc, get ready to move."

Doc: "Move, move where? We don't know where they are."

Washington: "We know they're not here. So gather your gear, and get ready to move out."

Doc: "Well can we track them?"

Washington: "Track them?"

Doc: "You know, pick up a trail, like footprints."

Washington: "Footprints. In the desert."

Doc: "Kh, don't special agents have the ability to track their targets through any kind of terrain? Follow broken tree branches-"

Washington: "Tree branches. In the desert."

Doc: "Okay these are bad examples. Maybe heat signatures."

Washington: "In the desert."

Doc: "Like exhaust trails? I dunno."

Washington: "Tell you what. Why don't you just stick to not understanding medicine? Don't feel the need to expand your sphere of ignorance."

Doc: "Fine, jeez, I'm just trying to help."

Doc wanders off

Meta: (growls)

Washington: "Him? Ah, he's always whining about something. (under his breath) Hey Meta, is there any way we could track the Reds by trying to pick up a trail, like a uh, heat signature- or something?"

Meta: (growls)

Washington: "Yes. I know we're in the desert."

Cut to the facility with Church and Tex

Church: "So you back up to a hundred percent yet?"

Tex: "Yeah. And whatever I didn't learn from Caboose I've been able to pick up from the rest of the guys. Especially Alaska. Didn't take long."

Church: "Yeah we really don't seem to do much."

Tex: "Maybe you should get a hobby. Like knitting."

Church: "We'll look into it."

Tex: "Hey, how did you know how to bring me back?"

Church: "Honestly I didn't have much choice. I couldn't get you outta my head so I kind of, had to, get you, outta my head."

Tex: "Wow, how emo. Maybe you can blog about it."

Church: "Hey, you asked."

Tex: "When I was beatin' the hell out of the Reds, expect Alaska, the alarm said it was 'Level Alpha.' Do you know why?"