Church: We already tested the teleporter, remember?
Tucker: We threw rocks through it!
Church: Yeah and so what? The rocks came through the other side, didn't they?
Tucker: Yeah, but they were all hot and covered with black stuff.
Church: Oh, so I guess that's what this is all about then? You're afraid of a little black stuff.
Tucker: Yes, I am. I am afraid of black stuff.
Church: Tucker, I almost hate to do this to ya. [Church points his gun at him]
Tucker: You wouldn't.
Church: You know, I look at it this way: either A) we go through there and get the flag back, or B) we stay here, and I get to kill you. Either way, I win.
Tucker: For the record, I want you to know: Rocks aren't people.
"What're you gonna do, shoot ghost bullets? 'Hey I'm Casper the friendly bullet.'"
"You know what? I miss the old days, when we didn't risk our lives, and you guys were just a bunch of nameless a******s I would yell at with Church."
So good.
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TheRock ~ Slow dramatic zoom-pan. Doesn't phase the hooded man.
"You have issues." - MWC. Pot. Kettle.