"Hold on, everyone wait here. I have my gun, I'll take care of it."



"Shit, out of ammo. Got to take care of this the old fashioned way, I guess."



When suddenly... out of nowhere...

"CHAINSAWS!?"



"Holy fuck! I think my spleen is falling out! Medic! I need herbs and health spray, stat!"



"Careful, though. I think I'm coming down with something."



"Do my eyes look red to you?"



"Oh, you have a cure? Yes! Just do what you got--"



"OW! That was my neck, you asshole! Just finish patching me up."



"Yeah... I'm sure these bandages will be very effective on the outside of my clothes...

"Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go fight the big boss, with no weapons what so ever."



Agent down! Agent down!



Here! Use this!



"Oh fuck yes. Buh-buy muthafuckers!"



"Whew, that was tough."



"Now, if you excuse me, I think I'm going to go grab me a drink. See you guys later."