Upon Further Review

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Washington walks up to Doc, as he checks South's pulse.

Wash: Doc. What did you find in your scan of the Meta?

Doc: Umm, it's hard to say. He's added so much non-standard equipment to his armor that I can't really get a good reading on him.

Wash: I didn't ask you to run an intelligence report on him. I wanted a medical one.

Doc: His power systems are stressed from trying to maintain it all. Is he missing some component that controls all this-

Wash: Physically. Is he fine, physically?

Doc: Yeah, I guess.

Wash: Good. Next time answer the question I ask. I'm watching you two. Give me any trouble and you're dead. Don't believe me? Ask your buddy about his friend Donut.

Doc: (to Simmons) Hey, he does realize that I'm the one who scanned Donut's dead body, right?

Simmons: I think he was just making a point. Hey! I have an idea! Give me your scanner.

Doc: My scanner? Why? It can't be used as a weapon.

Simmons: Maybe it can. If I can overload the power-cell, you may be able it will be able to fire an over-charged burst. It could short out the Meta's systems, either that or...

Doc: Or what?

Simmons: Huh? What? Na na na na, No 'or', just that, forget the 'or'.

Doc: You were going to say explode, weren't you?

Simmons: ...Nooooo.

Doc: Were you thinking explode?

South: (groaning) Just give him the fucking scanner....

Washington and the Meta spot Sarge from across the canyon.

Sarge: Oh, Simmons... Simmons... Where are you? Yoo-hoo.

Wash: Looks like just one of them.

The Meta growls in response.

Wash: I don't know if he has it. I can't see from this far.

The Meta growls again.

Wash: No you stay here, guard these two. I'll go out there.

The Meta growls again.

Wash: If he gives me any trouble, just kill the prisoners and come help me.

Doc: I hope your friend doesn't give him any trouble.

Simmons: If it's one of my friends, he won't stand a chance.

South: (in her head) Please hurry, Cal.

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In the desert, Tucker wanders around yelling for the Reds.

Tucker: YO! Dudes! Sarge! Grif! Slade! Where'd you go? Aw, great.

Caboose: Hey, Tucker.

Tucker: Yeah, what's up dude?

Caboose: Have you seen Church?

Tucker: No, I'm looking for the red guys. Looks like the fixed one of the jeeps and took off.

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