Spy, look at this. [An ominous rumble shakes the entire base as the group look up at the ceiling. A dead BLU soldier can be seen draped on the roof of the van. Miss Pauling: Not everybody, Soldier. And you just wasted it on-- [She looks around her, pausing mid-sentence.] Please. Spy was in his dorm practicing the sacred French art of shoving a baguette down his ass. Riots in the Teufort areas have grown out of control, and even the United States Army cannot control it. Reading "Open Date" Codes. The Scout and Heavy look worried while the Engineer looks down at the floor. Mid-tempo mysterious music plays with rhythmic drums, piano, and plucked strings. Screw you, though [He walks by an alarm that's labeled In Case of Briefcase theft, push button. ], [The Spy now walks behind the table. Looks like I will be burying bodies all weekend. In all subsequent shots, the Medic's backpack is missing. [A security camera tracks their movements as Miss Pauling adjusts her glasses.]. Spy: drawn a picture of me getting hit by a car. The dance scene is interpreted within the action/fight scene. ], [As Miss Pauling walks towards the door, the scooter falls onto its side. Scout grabs a hold of her and, making use of the dance moves he learned from Spy, keeps her safe from harm. 1. [he gestures, thinking out loud.] MeeM - TF2. The dove from earlier flies at the monster and is promptly eaten by it. Expiration Date Sequel Script (LEAKED) spoiler nsfw. It lets out another roar. Fuzzy dice adorn the rear view mirror. 1. The Engineer and Medic walk by pushing Teleporters and piles of bread on two carts to the lab. [The camera cuts to a shot of the Spy walking behind Heavy's back. It reads 70:00:00. Wait! Ve all use the teleporter, let's say six times a day [Cut to the rest of the team, Scout is still rubbing his sore neck, the Soldier stands stoically, the Heavy still leans on the fridge door, Sandvich now half-eaten, and the Engineer replaces his helmet, backwards as usual. He places a hand on the Heavy's shoulder, jerking him awake. TF2 Heavy Ya-Dadada. Miss Pauling: Oh! Suddenly, a Red Bread truck screeches into view from the right, knocking away the can and fishtails, nearly ripping off its rear bumper.
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