The Quiet One: A Red Vs Blue Story

S1 E10: A Shadow of His Former Self

As Tucker is radioing Blue Command, Caleb, Bell and Michael stand behind him. Calynn sits off to the side with her legs crossed.

Tucker: "Come in Blue Command." He says into his radio. "This is Blood Gulch Outpost Alpha. Do you read me?"

Caboose: "Okay, that is the last of it. Your armor is clean now." He says as they finish.

Tucker: "Did you get all the black stuff off?"

Bell: "I believe so."

Command comes over the radio.

Command:  "This is Blue Command, come in Gulch Outpost Alpha."

Tucker: "Hello, Command! We need help!"

"Roger that, Blood Gulch. What is your request?"

Tucker: "I don't know what the technical military term is for it...But, uh, we're pretty fucked up down here. We need men!"

Calynn lets out a small snort and covers where her mouth is.

Bell: "Please don't say it like that." She says to Tucker.

Command: "...Dude, how long have you guys been down there?"

Tucker: "No, no, no no. It's not like that! We need more men to help us."

Command: "Roger that. Did you get the tank we sent?"

Tucker: "Yeah... that got blown up too."

Command: "Wow... sucks to be you."

Tucker: "Yeah, we know."

Command: "Okay, here's what I can do. The nearest blue forces can be there in sixteen days. Or, I–"

Tucker: "Sixteen days?! That's almost two weeks!"

Bell: "Tucker, it is over two weeks."

Tucker: "Bell, shut up."

Bell: "Sorry."

Caleb suddenly goes serious and he punches Tucker in the shoulder.

Tucker: "Ow!"

Caleb: "Dick." He calls Tucker before going back to normal.

Command: "OR, I can hire a nearby Freelancer, and get them there in a few hours."

Caboose: "I like the 'in an hour' one."

Tucker: "Yeah, me too."

Bell: "Hey, my sister was a Freelancer." She says with excitement. "But, I haven't heard from her in a while, I hope she's okay."

Tucker: "Roger that Command. We prefer the quicker solution."

Command: "10-4, Blood Gulch. We'll contact Freelancer Tex and have them there post-haste. Command out."

Calynn: "Whoever he is, make sure he can fix the tank."

Caboose: "What's a freelancer?" He asks.

Tucker: "Freelancers are independent. They're not Red or Blue. They're just guns for hire who'll fight for whoever has the most money."

Caboose: "Like a mercenary."

Caleb: "I guess you can say that."

Tucker: "Right. Or like your mom, when the rent is due."

Bell: "Tucker, that's really mean." She says to him.

Tucker: "Oh, at least he probably has a mom." Bell aims her pistol at Tucker. "Wait, wait, wait. I'm sorry."

Bell just grumbles and lowers her pistol.