- [humming and scatting]
Man, Caboose sure can make a mess for just one person.
Although, I guess he was trying to make another person,
which technically would make this a mess for two people.
I think Caboose would be a great dad.
I wonder if I should have a kid.
I never really thought I wanted one.
But as I get older, I start to think maybe something is missing.
Aw, I hope I didn't wait too long.
I've been so focused on my career and having a good time...
maybe it's too late for me!
Oh, great!
Now I sound like my mother!
Oh, hi there! You scared me.
I didn't know anyone was over here at Blue Base.
Strong, silent type, huh? That's cool.
Don't mind me. I'm just keeping the base a little tidy.
Yeah, a clean base is a deadly base. That's what Sarge always says.
Sarge is our commander. You'll get a sarge over here, I'm sure.
But he won't be like our Sarge. He'll be blue! - [hissing]
- Man, the rest of the guys'll be so happy to have someone to fight!
They're gonna be so relieved to see you!
What did you say your name was?
-[hissing and echoed whispering]
- Hmm... foreign, huh?
[distant explosion] Love the accent.
Really works for you.
I should probably move this.
Aw, don't worry, buddy, I already checked their weapons.
All good. But thanks for helpin'!
- [growling]
- Oof! This thing's heavy!
Maybe if I grab the legs-- - [growling]
- Well, that was helpful! Thanks!
Where'd you get that kickass broom?
- [indistinct echoing whisper, scraping sounds]
- Uh, do you hear that?
SIMMONS: Hey, Donut, are you in there?
Lopez built you a motorcycle...
but he broke it...
- Hey! Yeah! Simmons, I'm inside the Blue base.
Guess what? Blue Team got a new soldier!
- What?! They sent another team member?
Why would they do that? That doesn't make any sense.
Oh, FUCK!
Welcome to the neighborhood! See ya later!
C.T.: C'mon, move! GRIF: Alright, already, we're moving! Don't boss me!
C.T.: Hey, what's going on up here?
C.T.: Hey, what's going on up here? ALIEN: Blarg... blarg
ALIEN: Blarg... blarg
- Sabotaging the digger, huh? I knew it!
Who sent you here? What do they know about us?
- Dammit, Caboose! Why do ya keep messin' with the vehicles?
- Oh! Yeah, I was just trying to find a home for Epsilon.
No biggie. - What?!
What is that thing?
- Blarg blarg blarg?
- Shit! He's opening the temple! Damn it!
Are you with him?!
- With who? - Aw, crap!
Get down there, kill him if you have to, and don't let that door close again, no matter what happens!
- Y'heard him! Let's move! GRIF: Let's get the fuck outta here!
- Blarg! - Oh, shit!
- Smith! Turret!
- Blarg!
C.T.: Over there!
GRIF: Ha-ha, see ya, suckers!
You just got "yoink"-ed!
Fuckin' drive this thing? Why are there only four levers if there's six directions?
Where the fuck is second gear?
- Grif! If you're gonna run away in the middle of battle,
at least have the decency to drive faster than I can run!
- Is the emergency brake on? I don't-- [stammers] Fuck this! This is stupid!
- Get down!
- Ah, fuck!
- Blarg!
- Cover me! Fall back!
- Hey, guys! Run for the temple! I'll cover you, hurry!
- Oh... my... Tucker!
Is that you?
- Yeah, of course it's me! Now move!
- So... where have you been?
- What is this, some kind of fuckin' reunion?
Move your asses, idiots! I'll meet you over there!
SARGE: What in Sam Hill was all that? GRIF: Who cares? Just move!
Where am I?
Oh, well, that looks nice!
Oh my God! A giant person!