"Ok" Simmons starts. "I'm 95% certain that the distress signal is coming from that way."

"Excellent work Simmons." Sarge compliments.

Sarge continues. "Alright men ....And Grif, let's get ready to roll!" 

Grif turns to Simmons. "Only 95% certain?"

"Grif," Simmons starts. "If there's one thing that I've learned in working with you, is that there's always margin for error."

"Excellent comeback Simmons." Sarge compliments. "That's a burn."

"Thank you, sir." Simmons says.

"Probably need some ointment for that burn." Ash adds in.

"Har har. Look who's smart." Grif says while looking at Simmons. "It's pronounced margarine dumbasss."

"Seriously, if I ever meet the guy that assigned you to our squad, I'm gonna kill him." Simmons says.

"Well if you're 95% certain it's that way, which way's the other five percent?" Grif asks.

"What do you think? All the other directions."

"Then I think that's the way we should go." Grif says.

"You might, be the dumbest person I have ever met." Simmons insults Grif.

"And I think you're just covering your ass."

Ash turns to Grif. "You're such a Shisno."

"What?" Grif asks Ash.

"Hey Sarge!" Donut says.

"What the hell is a Shisno." Grif asks Ash.

"You're too stupid to understand." Ash retorts. 

"Says the one who can't build a successful weapon." 

"I'd like to see you try to build a gun that launches nuclear projectiles!"

Sarge speaks up. "Stop arguing you two. You're both Shisnos and suck at everything. Got it?" He turns to Donut. "Donut, What do you want?"

"Uhhhh. Is that a trick Question?"

Sarge becomes frustrated. "Donut."

"Well, I was up on the windmill again, and I think I found a route we can take outta here."

"Great!" He turns to Simmons. "Simmons, load up, Donut, you back up Simmons. Ash, you back up the back up." 

"Yes sir!" Donut starts. "Okey Dokey."

Sarge turns to Grif. "Grif, you get in the base and distract the blues while we get ready to leave."

"You're sending Grif?" Simmons asks.

"Mm-okay!" Grif agrees. "I'll be right back." He walks off.

"Grif?" He starts. "Don't you remember the last time you sent him to distract Command during our surprise inspection? He told them we were all in the base doing last minute cleaning, because we all had Cholera, and we were in quarantine for a month. My ass still hurts from all the shots we got."

"That wasn't a fun month." Ash says.

Donut speaks up. "Yeah, you could say that again, mine hurts too!"

The three turn to Donut.

"You weren't even there, Donut." Simmons says. "Oh... I thought we were just sharing stuff."

"Wait a second!" Grif shouts. "You guys better not be sending me so you can run off once I'm inside!"

"Of course not moron!" Sarge yells. "Now hurry up!"

Grif heads inside and Sarge turns around.

"Ok, everybody in the jeep." Sarge says.

Over with Grif

"You are in a cool river," Caboose starts. "where no one disturbs you, or calls you names."

Caboose continues. "Like 'Bomby', or, 'The Exploding Jerk', there are sheep nearby, the kind that don't blow up! You are happy. But not overly happy! Regular happy."

Tex speaks up. "Breathe in through your nose,"

Tex breathes in the out. "And out through the mouth. Again! In through the nose!" Tex inhales then exhales. "And out through the mouth."

"Uh, maybe I can get some candles, would you like some candles, or some incense?" Church asks. "How 'bout that?"

Gary speaks up. "Hey Andy, knock knock."

"Who's there?" Andy the bomb asks.

"Inner peace and serenity."

Grif backs away.

"I already heard that one."

Back with the rest of the reds.

Sarge is explaining the plan. "And when we get there, we'll radio Command and say we need a replacement," Grif walks up next to sarge. "because we have absolutely no idea what happened to" Sarge notices Grif. "OH GRIF!"

"What are you doing back so soon?" Simmons asks. "That was the shortest distraction of all time."

"What's wrong?" Sarge asks. "What were the Blues doing?"

"Ya know?" Grif says. "I can honestly say I have no idea what I just saw. Can I quit the army now? Seriously, I think I've seen everything I need to see at this point."

"If only I could make that happen dirt bag." Sarge says.

"I mean it." Grif states. "Just tell me where to turn in my gun. I'm done."

Over at the beach

Lopez, O'Malley and a Robot are are getting ready to attack.

"Come my robot army." Lopez starts. 

"Today is the day of our glorious victory. ' Lopez finishes.

O'Malley laughs evilly.  "Careful you fools, "

"I need the device intact." O'Malley finishes and he laughs again. "Now kill all those fools! And those fools over there! And those fools. Leave no fool left un-killed. This army has a no fool discrimination clause." He laughs again.

Doc speaks. "I like we have a no fool discrimination clause. It makes us progressive!"

O'Malley then speaks. "Shut up you fool.