"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."
