Chapter fifteen

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Chairman: Dear Director.

Fade in to Freelancer HQ, with everyone gathered in a room with long window overlooking outside

Chairman: Please do not attempt to recast this investigation as some type of personal vendetta. Our questions to this point have been fairly standard. Your reactions have not. As such, we have secured all your records and logs by the authority granted us by the UNSC. Now we shall see exactly what it is, that you have to hide.

Washington: Alright, we got in, but that's only part of our mission. So no celebrating yet.

Grif: (sarcastically) Aw shit, and I was gonna be in charge of confetti.

Hunter: (sarcastically) With me passing the balloons.

Washington: We still need to reach the A.I. storage facility. Security's tight since the Freelancers tried to break in here.

Church: You mean when they tried to steal the Alpha before?

Washington: Exactly.

South: Yeah, that was one hell of a day.

Grif: The Freelancers tried to break in to their own command facility? That's dumb.

Simmons: That's what we're doin' right now, you jackass.

Grif: So? Just because we do something doesn't make it smart.

Amity: (sighs) Tell me about it.

Washington: I have the necessary clearance to get close to the storage hall. The plan is: I'll take Church as a prisoner. If I take more than one of you it won't be believable.

Caboose: Agent Washington, I want you to take me instead.

Church: What're you talkin' about?

Caboose: I will be your prisoner. Let Church go. He doesn't have anything to do with this!

Luz: Aw that's so nice of you Caboose.

Church: Caboose, I'm not actually going to be a prisoner. I'm just gonna pose as one so that we can get past-

Caboose: Have a good life Church. Don't worry. I won't tell them anything. They won't get any information out of me. No matter how nicely they ask.

Church: Oh my God, just shut up.

Sarge: Sacrificing himself for his CO. What a good soldier. Why can't you four be more like him?

Hunter: It would depend of the circumstances. So maybe.

Grif: What, brain-dead?

Simmons: I would sacrifice Grif for you, sir.

Sarge: I know you would, Simmons. But it's just not the same thing.

Simmons: No, but seriously I would. Just give me the word. I'll do it right fucking now, let's go. Bring it.

Amity: That's super creep how quick you want to do that.

Hunter: Plus the way you said. Seriously man you need therapy.

South: (Sigh) You're fuckin idiots.

Luz: Idiots that are breaking into a whole ass military base.

Grif: Why are you taking Church? What about the rest of us?

Washington: We're sneaking past seven levels of armed checkpoints. Are you volunteering?

Grif: Uh, it was a hypothetical question?

Washington: The rest of you hole up and wait for us to finish. And don't touch anything.

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