Infini

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- Step forward, please.

- Sir, take your eye line to me.

- What is your name?

- Lieutenant Philipa Boxen.

- Look me dead in the eye.

- I'm gonna ask you a series of questions.

- I'll repeat the question.

- I advise you to take your eyes to me.

- What is your name?

- Claire Grenich.

- Do you know where you are?

- Yeah, East Coast Headquarters.

I need your full cooperation

before I can clear you.

Chester P Huntington.

- What does the P stand for?

- Peter.

- Charlie Kent.

- Captain Seet Johanson.

- How are you feeling?

- Please focus and cooperate with me!

- I'm a BioMed.

- Sir, you must tell me immediately.

- Sir, are you hallucinating?

- No.

- You're quite jittery, sir.

- Harris Menzies.

- My vision is fine.

- I told you that already.

- Huntington, answer the damn question!

- Do you believe in the resurrection?

- It's hot in here.

- How many times have we done this sh*t?

I'm sure you don't wanna be standing here

all day. And neither do I!

- Pick this up! Come on!

- Yeah.

- What the f***?

- I don't wanna f***ing hear about it.

- I wanna clear you, I wanna...

- Can I get the f*** out of here now?

- I need answers. Kent, stay with me.

- Emma!

I'm looking at you!

Hey, there, early bird.

Everything okay?

I'm either really excited or...

just stone cold sh*t scared.

Probably both, but that's a good thing.

It'll bring you home each night.

Yeah.

- We are doing the right thing here.

- Well, maybe we're not.

Obviously nothing good can come from

getting us out of this and into a better life.

Is it too early for me?

- Not today.

- The correct answer is not any day.

I've trained my ass off for this.

Yeah.

Which is why those tactical boys

won't know what hit them.

And whatever you have to do...

you come home to us at the end.

That's old school.

- Don't go.

- I have to go...

- You don't have to go. Please? Please?

- I'll take this with me.

- It'll be my lucky charm.

- But actually, you don't have to go.

I promise you... that I'll be home

for dinner tonight.

- Now you stop looking like that.

- I'm not looking like anything.

- I'm gonna take this book. I gotta go.

- No, no, no. Please, please, please.

- No, no, sit down, sit down.

- I can't.

- This is an order, sit down!

- It's my first day!

- I have to go, I have to go to work.

- No. No.

- Are those tears?

- Please?

- I gotta go. I gotta go.

- Please? No.

I'm betting we sit around

doing core drills...

Okay! You b*tches ready to rock?

Where's my wing man?

I was looking for my old buddy boy...

not some poser who looks like he

should be over on the east coast.

We hate those pussies.

Ladies and gentleman, Mr. Whit Carmichael's

first day in the big leagues.

Come on, gimme some sugar, Brohemius.

Yeah, in front of the boys,

come on, man. It's all good.

We've all been through it.

- I'm gonna kick your ass.

- That's cute.

- Look how cute they are!

- You said you weren't gonna do this.

And what? You believed me? You good?

- Yeah, I'm good.

- You're gonna fit right in.

Okay, Schmiddy, Fisher, Matson,

you guys are outta here.

- Why we gotta leave?

- Because you're dressed and I ordered it.

We got a 9:
30 at technical.

I'll be down in a minute.

Get out of here.

- So, Dave...

- Yeah?

You wanna talk to me about anything?

Not really. Why?

No, I was just going

through the slip logs and...

I noticed something small, real small...

like a couple of minutes missing.

Now to most, that don't

mean much, but to me...

well, it kinda looks like someone

might've borrowed time they didn't have.

Probably just an error,

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