C.J is in a tree, spying on the Reds
C.J: Hey, Caboose, the Reds, they have…a…thing.
Caboose: A what?
C.J:
It's like a purple…thing.
O'Neil: That's it, that's my fighter!
Caboose: How can you tell, all he said was a purple thing.
O'Neil: How many purple things could there be?
Caboose: Look at yourself.
O'Neil: What are they doing with it?
Caboose: C.J, what are they doing with it?
Shows Jacobson enters it, then crash into the wall
C.J: They're tryin' to fly it, but they're not doin' so well.
Jacobson pulls it up, then crashes into the ground.
O'Neil: That's my bird, and I'm takin it.
C.J: Bird, what bird?
Caboose: His aircraft, retard. O'Neil, you don't have any experience in espionage.
C.J: Espa-who?
Caboose: SPYING!
C.J: Okay, let me do it.
O'Neil: How will you fly it?
C.J: Hmmm, good point.
Caboose: C.J, get back here.
C.J: Why, they can't see me!
Caboose: Just do it.
C.J: Yes, sir whispers cockbite
Caboose: I heard that!
C.J: Fuck!
Shows the Reds standing by the Banshee
Yaney: Why the hell would they give us this…thing if nobody knows how to fly it?
Jacobson: I…don't…know…but I think I see someone in the tree.
Snake: Shut up, noone's in there.
Jacobson: I swore I saw something.
Yaney pulls out sniper rifle
Yaney: Jacobson's right, but he's gone now.
Jacobson: If you saw him, why didn't you shoot?
Yaney: Cause I saw him leave, dumbass.
Jacobson: I woulda shot anyway.
Yaney: Yea, and waste bullets that I could use keeping you in line.
Blue Base
Caboose: So, here's the plan: whisper, whisper, whisper.
C.J: All you said was 'whisper, whisper, whisper'
Caboose: Why don't you get closer, Dr. Dumbass.
C.J: Okay Professor Asswipe.He and O'Neil get close to Caboose
Caboose: Whisper, whisper, whisper
C.J: Oh, I got it.
O'Neil: I see one major flaw: whisper, whisper
C.J: Dude, that's not funny.
O'Neil: No, I really see a flaw, get closer: whisper, whisper, whisper.