Starship Troopers 3: Marauder Page #2

Archie's cooking tonight.

- Oh, yeah.

- Yeah.

- What are they thinking?

- Archie don't think.

It's a good day to fry.

- Ten-hut.

- At ease, troopers.

Fascinating.

They seem so excited tonight.

You ought to hear them, sir.

They're howling out there.

Well, put them on the line, soldier.

What does it mean, sir?

It means we're being tested,

lieutenant.

Our loyalty, our intelligence...

...our imagination.

Excuse me, sir.

My brother really loves you.

- Of course. What's his name?

- Kevin.

- I'm sure he'll make a fine recruit.

- Thank you.

- May I, sir?

- Of course you can, trooper.

Ask him for an autograph, Lieutenant

Manion, and I will have you shot.

Hey, where'd he go?

To us.

To us.

To John, hero of Planet P.

Lola, two ships

shot out from under you.

I fly a goddamn desk.

The battles I fight are with numbers.

That's what I do.

That's what I know.

And that's why I know...

...that if everyone in here

doesn't step up, we're sunk.

- To the Federation.

- The Federation.

"To the Federation."

So, Dix.

Rico and I met...

...when Johnny was a big war hero

and I was still a six.

Bond tour. Ten planets, eight days.

Do you remember Turtle Bay?

So, Dix, how do you know Johnny?

Well, he used to be my boss

at TCOM.

Standard rotation.

Worst year of my life.

Dix saved my ass every day.

Hey, it's hanging time.

Appeals are exhausted.

Their families have said goodbye.

All that remains is payment

for their crimes against you, citizen.

The senior executive executioner

is taking his time.

Sending a message, perhaps.

One for all of us to contemplate

this evening.

That our ideas,

no matter how pleasing...

... are dangerous.

That there are actions

and consequences.

That no one really counts

very much...

... unless we are part

of something bigger.

There it is, justice.

You'll pay.

As God is my witness, you'll pay.

- Back off.

- Hold on, hold on, wait, wait.

Hey, f*** off, feddy.

You guys fail to understand

a very clear lesson here.

You got something to learn me?

- Come on, Dix, let's get out of here.

- Colonel Rico, if you please.

Yes, sir.

MPs, now. I want them arrested.

Everyone. That's an order.

Yes, sir. Sergeant.

You heard the general.

My friends,

you're not bigger than the Federation.

Watch what you say

and do what you're told.

- Or you'll have us hung, is that it?

- It's up to you.

Come on, Dix.

Let's get Lola out of here.

I don't work for you anymore, John.

Stand down.

Did you hear that, everybody?

Stand down. That's an order.

From now on, I take my own lumps.

I got this.

Now you're in violation of Article 5.

Article 8.

- Had enough?

- Stand down, Rico.

Stand down.

That's Article 11.

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