"Little rough on the land there, weren't you, Murdock?"

"Sorry, Colonel - that's that technical problem I mentioned cropping up."

"Face, you and Ruez escort these two guys to Medical. Murdock - you hit the racks. We might have to head back up in a couple of hours - I need you rested."

"But, Colonel -"

"I told you - no buts. Sleep. That's an order, Murdock."

"Yessir."

"Jonesy!"

"Yes, Hannibal?"

"Get a work crew on our helicopter ASAP. See what the technical problem is that the Captain was complaining about."

"You got it, Colonel."

"I'll be in the mess tent."