“We were making bad decisions.”
“That doesn’t narrow it down.”
“I was gonna go with Japanese navy… marines… but if you want to substitute rice flour…”
“We don’t know that he’s on our side. He was stalking us.”
“I’ve been stalking you guys, and I’m on your side.”
“That has never been established either.”
“We went there hoping to cause trouble for Mr. Ho, but it was too late. Somebody had already caused trouble for him.”
“So you’re saying we may need to go to the Japanese navy and shoot their giant apes?”
“I’m saying we may need to go to the Japanese navy and tie them up in a closet and leave them to starve in a closet.”
“There’s a lot that hasn’t been established in this city.”
“I would like to make it publicly known that I am not in favor of this plan.”
“You were part of a barbershop quartet?”
“Yes! That’s why I have 25% singing. The other three have the other 25%.”
“Just curious. Not, like, paranoid – just curious.”
“I’m paranoid.”
“The island will not be hospitable when we are done with it.”
“We were not planning to stay for a vacation.”
“We are planning to shell it back to a primordial state.”
“Do you have a flare gun?”
“Yes.”
“Can I have a flare gun?”
“Yes.”
“Can I have hand grenades?”
“No.”
“So what’s our plan now? Other than bad?”
“How many flares does it take to say ‘help, we need shelling?'”
“I’m pretty sure this is a bad idea.”
“Yeah. It’s one of our ideas. It’s bad.”
“I’m not unconscious in a box. This is a better idea.”
“How big is the crew?”
“Average height, with nice shoulders.”
“I may have left a large pile of rice flour… well… everywhere.”
“Really? A volcano lair?”
“So the person who can stealth is the one least likely to do violence?”
“I am standing out on a beach in a tuxedo.”
“And I am apparently leaning on his shoulder.”
“I am hiding in the bushes. *sigh*”
“We could all pool our luck and ONE of you would succeed.”
“You are in the Nerf section of the forest.”
“I will step out of the bushes behind the Deep One and shoot, shoot, shoot the shit out of it.”
“I have the sort of firearms skill that makes a man sane.”
“We have to figure out how they work!”
“We did. He shot it. It stopped.”
“Why don’t we do both?”
“Nope.”
“I like to keep my patients close by.”
“He’s such a contrarian.”
“No, I – ”
“Do you want me to go first, or do we want to send the Frenchman?”
“Frenchman.”
“I love you guys.”
“And the two become one, in a brotherhood of running the fuck away.”