Simmons and Kan run up the hill to look at Blue Base.

Kan: It appears as though Caboose and South are not up to anything.

Simmons: Yeah, looks that way. Wait, what's that light?

Kan: (pretending to be oblivious) What light?

Simmons: That blue light shining onnthe left of the base. I'll let Sarge know. (turns on radio) Come in, Sarge, come in. We can see Blue Base but there's no one around. There's some kind of light and it looks like somebody's working on somethin'. I'll have a look closer and see if I can find anyone but I don't think that there-

Caboose pops up in front Kan and Simmons.

Caboose: Hello!

Simmons: Jesus!

Kan: Caboose! What have we told you about that?

Caboose: Sorry... Uh, were you guys coming to attack me? Uh, because I'm kinda busy right now. Do you think you could attack me later maybe like uh, like next week?

Simmons: We're not attacking you, I'm just coming over to spy on you.

Caboose: Oh, awesome.

Simmons: And figure out how you got your power turned on.

Caboose: Oh, you mean the invisible magic, yeah. Uh, you know it was already on when I got here. Very convenient.

Simmons: And I'm also trying to figure out what you're doing.

Caboose: Doing? Nothing. There's no reason to do anything. Why would I be doing something? I wouldn't, that's why. So I'm not.

Simmons: If you're not doing anything then why are you too busy?

Caboose: What?

Simmons: You just said we couldn't attack you right now because you were too busy.

Caboose: ...I'm going to have to ask you to leave.

Simmons: Why? You are doing something, aren't you?

Caboose: Ah! Simmons, stop being nosy. Do you want to lose all your spying privileges?

Kan: Come, Simmons. Let us leave.

Simmons: But he could be-

Kan grabs Simmons by the back of his neck and starts leading him away back to base.

Simmons: Agh! Hey! Let me go!

Kan: Farewell, Caboose.

Meanwhile, Sarge is yelling up at Grif, who's climbing the tower on top of Red Base.

Sarge: Come on, Grif! Hurry it up!

Grif: Hey, don't rush me! This is high! Shouldn't I have on safety gear or something?

Sarge: You have armor, numb nuts! That's like having a helmet for your whole body. So stop complaining.

Grif: No, I mean, shouldn't there be like a safety rope, or at least some railings?

Sarge: Grif, use yer head! If we had a rope tied up there already, you could just climb up the rope! Stop askin' dumb questions.

Kan and Simmons return, the latter still being gripped by the neck until Kan lets go, slightly pushing him forward.

Simmons: Hey, Sarge.

Sarge: Simmons, what did you boys find out?

Simmons: Well, we know their base isn't running on brain power.

Kan hits him over the head.

Simmons: OW!

Sarge: Excellent, that means Grif can still be used as fuel once we get the generators turned on.

Simmons: Caboose has no idea how their power works. He said it was already on when he got there.

Sarge: Huh, favoritism. Command always did like them best.

Simmons: He said he'd run us an extension cord if we could find one long enough.

Sarge: No way, not falling for that.

Kan: Not surprising.

Sarge: He'd choose just the right moment to cut us off from a valuable resource!

Simmons: A resource we don't even have access to begin with!

Sarge: That's exactly right. He wants to soften us up, and then yank the carpet out from under our feet! No way. Besides, Grif's on his way to figuring out this problem as we speak. Heh heh.

Simmons: Where is he, anyway?

Sarge: Up there.

Simmons: Wh-what? What's he doing up there?

Kan: Ha!

Grif: Help me Simmooons!

Sarge: I think that blue bolt has something to do with the power and ours isn't working.

Grif: Jesus Chrihihihist!

Simmons: So why didn't you climb up there?

Sarge: Me? Afraid of heights. I mean allergic.

Grif: Everyone's afraid of heights!

Kan: I'm not!

Simmons: You have a fear of heights? Didn't you used to jump out of ships in high orbit during the war?

Sarge: And how do you think I developed that fear? That shit was crazy.

Grif: There's a bird up here fucking with me!

Sarge: Quit makin' friends and get up there!

Grif: Shoo, shoo!

Simmons: Sarge, why didn't you just let him use the ladder?

Sarge follows Simmons' gaze and sees a large ladder propped up against the cliff.

Sarge: Oh right. I guess I didn't see that before he started up. My bad.

Grif: Goddammit!

From far off, Caboose is watching the Reds.

Simmons: How could you miss something that big?

Sarge: Well, what can I say, Simmons. I guess you're a bit more observant than the rest of us.

Simmons: No kidding.

Kan: I happen to be an amalgamation of both sight and strength. The both of you are just one and the other.

Caboose then makes his way down towards Tex's crashed ship.

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Grif then finally makes it to the top of the base looking down at Sarge, Simmons, and Kan.

Grif: Okay, I made it! I'm at the top!

Sarge: Whaddaya see?

Grif: What?!

Sarge: What do you see?

Grif: What do I see?! I see everything! Because I'm at the top of the fucking world!

Sarge: Can you see the port where the bolt comes out?

Grif: Yeah, it's right here! But I think it's blocked!

Sarge: What?

Grif: It's blocked!

Sarge: What's blocking it?

Grif: It looks like a bunch of pieces of a ship.

Sarge and Kan exchange glances.

Kan: Who in their right mind would climb all the way to the top of base to do something like that? That's putrid!

Grif: I said ship-puh!

Sarge: Oh right.

Simmons: What kind of ship is it?

Grif: How the fuck should I know? It's in a million pieces! What difference does it make?

Simmons: Sorry! I'm just naturally curious.

Grif: I'm gonna spit on you Simmons!

Sarge: What do you think, Simmons?

Simmons: Mm, it's really hard to say without seeing it, but I guess he could try to clear the blockage. I'm a little concerned though. If he clears it and that bolt goes off, it could kill him.

Sarge: That's an excellent thought. And what was the concern you said you had?

Simmons: (sighs) Nothing, sir.

Sarge: Alright then, let's get crackin'. Kill two birds with one stone. But I'd settle for one bird and a Grif. Heh heh.

A bird then caws.

Grif: I said shoo! You stupid fucking bird!