* Revolver Ocelot, some terrorists, and a few other important looking men
are huddled around a computer. *
Gurlukovich: Our Cypher took this picture of the intruder.
* On the computer screen we see a picture of Rosie O'donell staring up at the camera. Her hair is wind-swept to one side, her bandana is cought in the hair, and she's drooling at the mouth. *
Gurlukovich: We've also managed to hack into Philanthropy's database and uncover some stuff about her.
* The screen shows her personal stats, vital ID, etc. *
Ocelot: What's this barcode here?
Gurlukovich: That's her weight sir.
Ocelot: Goodness (he says as he's looking at the picture of Rosie O'donell in the blue sneaking suit). She's like a big blue berry.
. . . meanwhile Rosie is pointing her USP at the semtex control unit.
(codec beeps)
Rosie: Otacon. I can't do it.
Otacon: French Fry, come on. We don't have time for this.
Rosie: Otacon, I've never shot a gun in my life and I'm not gonna start now.
Otacon: French Fry it's just a control unit.
Rosie: Guns are dangerous and unethical.
Otacon: Well the control unit is on the other side and you certainly can't crawl through the vents given your. . .condition.
Rosie: I'll think of something.
Otacon: French Fry you're not gonna. . . no way . . . you can't do that!
Rosie: Otacon, I've ate worse.
Otacon: Fry, no!
* Otacon watches shocked as Rosie eats the semtex explosives. The red beams dissapear.*
Rosie: See. Now they can't detonate.
Otacon: Not unless you get shot. Then you'll be a huge blue bomb.
Rosie: You're just jealous you didn't think of it.
(codec goes offline)
Gurlukovich: Our Cypher took this picture of the intruder.
* On the computer screen we see a picture of Rosie O'donell staring up at the camera. Her hair is wind-swept to one side, her bandana is cought in the hair, and she's drooling at the mouth. *
Gurlukovich: We've also managed to hack into Philanthropy's database and uncover some stuff about her.
* The screen shows her personal stats, vital ID, etc. *
Ocelot: What's this barcode here?
Gurlukovich: That's her weight sir.
Ocelot: Goodness (he says as he's looking at the picture of Rosie O'donell in the blue sneaking suit). She's like a big blue berry.
. . . meanwhile Rosie is pointing her USP at the semtex control unit.
(codec beeps)
Rosie: Otacon. I can't do it.
Otacon: French Fry, come on. We don't have time for this.
Rosie: Otacon, I've never shot a gun in my life and I'm not gonna start now.
Otacon: French Fry it's just a control unit.
Rosie: Guns are dangerous and unethical.
Otacon: Well the control unit is on the other side and you certainly can't crawl through the vents given your. . .condition.
Rosie: I'll think of something.
Otacon: French Fry you're not gonna. . . no way . . . you can't do that!
Rosie: Otacon, I've ate worse.
Otacon: Fry, no!
* Otacon watches shocked as Rosie eats the semtex explosives. The red beams dissapear.*
Rosie: See. Now they can't detonate.
Otacon: Not unless you get shot. Then you'll be a huge blue bomb.
Rosie: You're just jealous you didn't think of it.
(codec goes offline)
