The camera cuts to Reaper, who’s sitting at a bar. Cigarette smoke fills the room. He’s down on his luck and is sipping uninterestedly from his whiskey. The bartender walks up to him.
Daniel: Hey Reap, you’re not looking too good. What’s up?
Reaper: I’m fine.
Daniel: No, you’re not. That’s still the same drink you ordered thirty minutes ago. Normally, you’d have nearly downed a bottle of Jack by this time.
Reaper: It’s just that I can’t find work anymore. I thought the new OT would have improved things, but people still don’t trust me after that plant business some months ago... I’ve got bills to pay, as well as Jinx’s sister!
Daniel: Reality hits you hard, bro. Say, we can always use a new dishwasher around here. What do you say?
Reaper: Are you serious? That would be fantastic!
Daniel: Make sure you get here tomorrow, and we’ll see how you handle yourself.
Reaper is so happy, he gives a round for every customer present in the bar. One of them, a girl, walks up to Reaper.
Awesomegirl: Hey handsome, thanks for the drink.
Reaper, stunned that someone calls him handsome, looks behind him to see if there’s someone sitting there, but he realizes the girl must be talking to him.
Reaper: Hey, umh... No problem! Why uh... Why don’t you come sit here so we can uh... Play charades or something!
AG: Give me some more drinks first, then we’ll see how it goes, honey...
Reaper buys Awesomegirl a few drinks more. He is pretty wasted, but Awesomegirl doesn’t seem to feel a thing.
Reaper: And then, then I... Then I said to this guy: HEY, guy, why don’t... Why don’t you come here and I’ll... I’ll show you how a real man fi-
Reaper falls to the ground, nearly unconscious.
AG (smiles): Let me take you home darling, we’ll continue the night there...
Awesomegirl and Reaper walk back to Reaper’s apartment. After an hour or two, Reaper has somewhat sobered up. Awesomegirl drags Reaper to his bedroom, just as the camera fades away.
The camera turns to Crafty, Pic and Kam, who are looking at Ficko. Ficko is standing in front of the open OT gates, but doesn’t enter or say a thing.
Crafty: Well numbnuts, get yourself over here!
Crafty walks toward Ficko. Crafty stares in his eyes for a few moments, but nothing happens. Crafty decides to hit Ficko in the stomach. Ficko bows down, but gets up immediately. Just before Crafty can do or say anything else, Ficko stabs Crafty.
Pic: Kam, save the Sergeant! I’ll deal with Ficko!
As Kam drags Crafty to the barracks, Pic goes up to Ficko. Ficko grabs Pic by his shoulders and throws him against the gates. Then, Ficko walks away towards the Fortress. Pic can hear him mumbling ‘Lassie... Lassie... Lassie...’