sorry!
sir, sorry. sir.
yeow !
off you go down washout lane, bye-bye !
we all have one thing in common. we were all stupid enough to sign up for mobile infanterie. what's your excuse, breckinridge ?
so the grow 'em big and dumb on the farm planet, eh ? djana'd ?
c'mon, keep it going.  katrina !
your turn, rico !
me, i got plans to be writer, and a writer's got a right to be nosey. flores, you know rico from buenos aires.  what's his story ?
you are now prisoners of the blue team. tell us your plans or die !
i'm going in ! let's go !
look at him. do you think anyone has ever been so pleased with himself ?
i just hope it's not over before we get in it !
that guy's been in it.
the eyes. he's got the 1000 meters stare.
get any what on you ?
well, here's to it ! we're gonna fightn, and we're gonna win !
here they come!
i can see the beacon!