TEAM FORTRESS 2 IS A VIDEO GAME BY VALVE
Based on the comics "A cold day in Hell" and "Old wounds"
"Hello?"
"Bea."
"Who is it?"
"Did you forget about me already? After saving your life in that desert giving you half of my blood?"
"...Ah...It's you..."
"I've been calling all day. I was starting to consider breaking the legs of the guy who gave me your phone."
"I've been out. I have to admit you're the last person I expected. It's been so long—twenty years, perhaps?"
"Yes, I know I haven't been in touch but we're not going to get sentimental now."
"Heh. I never expected a get together or anything of the sort, and less coming from you. I was just wondering if you and the guys were still alive. How are you? How has life treated you?"
"Not bad. How about you?"
"I could spend a lot of minutes talking but something tells me you didn't call to just kill time and remember the past, right?"
"No, not totally at least. I got a very juicy offer and I thought of gathering the team again."
"..."
"..."
"I thought you retired."
"You thought wrong."
"You and weapons...The boys and I knew you could never live without fighting and I'm glad to know we were right...The thing is, you may have not got over it, but we did, honey. As I said, I don't know what happened to the team, but I assume they've got their lives, their family and stuff. It's what we wanted when our contract was done."
"Do I have to take it as you are not interested?"
"I didn't say that. It's just that we aren't forty anymore. I'm not a decrepit old mummy but I certainly cannot move like I used to. What is it about, exactly?"
"For the moment, follow a trail and get information from certain people."
"Doesn't seem like it's so bad. Is there any reason why you need the team?"
"Because those certain people are Mann Co.'s mercenaries."
"Jmpf! The kids they employ now?"
"Employed. The client got his hands on the company and fired them all. But it seems they can still be useful."
"For what?"
"I'll give you the details when I see you."
"Can't you give me a little advance? Come on..."
"Only if you promise to come."
"We'll see."
"Alright. It seems these guys are helping the administrator of the company to hide something my client desires. They could also be helping her steal Mann Co., so you may understand why they want us to hunt her down."
"Sounds interesting, not gonna lie. Very, very interesting..."
"And they pay very well. We're talking about millions each."
"The pay is good, too..."
"Let me ask you again, can I count on you?"
"What did the other say?"
"Rick couldn't say anything because he's dead."
"Oh."
"As for the others, you know what spies are like: if they want to disappear, they will vanish without a trace. But I'm working on it. Fred is still making up his mind, but I think I'll get to convince him. The others agree."
"..."
"Are you still there?"
"Yes, of course I am."
"I'd like an answer."
"Yes...Yes, what the hell. I'm in."
"I didn't expect less."
"...Are you hanging up now?"
"What do you want me to do? Talk for hours about our day and television's hottest boys, like two corny teenagers?"
"Taking into account that I haven't seen you in decades and I didn't know if you were abandoned in some nursery home, taking care of your grandkids or lying dead somewhere, understand that your call was a surprise."
"Hm."
"I thought so. You haven't changed at all. When you gather the others up, tell me where we will meet. I'll leave you alone."
"Wait. Sorry. A lot of time has passed indeed."
"You don't have to act like I mattered to you. I know you've never gone around making friends."
"In a job like ours, one simply couldn't."
"Yes, the backstabs."
"That and the fact that it was never sure that your partners would live to see the next day."
"About that, I'm surprised about Rick. What a pity. Do you know what happened?"
"I don't know, I didn't ask for details. As soon as I found out, I crossed his name out and went on to finding Greg."
"I just hope he was murdered or simply his time came. If it was a sickness, it would have been so ironic...If we're going to get back to work, we will need a Medic, won't we?"
"I took care of that."
"Do you have someone?"
"Yes."
"Is he good?"
"He'd better be."
"Hm. Well, since you don't want to talk, I'll leave you. I don't know where I left the suit: I've had to hide it so often from the maids I had and the visitors, I don't know where it is anymore. And I have to inspect the arms. I mean, I believe I still got something around."
"Don't worry about that, the boss will provide. He's eager to catch those guys and will spare no expense."
"I'm dying to see you and hear all the details."
"Soon. It's been nice talking to you, Beatrice."
"Pleasure is mine. Truth be told, all this bus trip and fitness for elders crap was starting to kill me out of boredom. You've saved me. See you, big boss."
"Until then."
