Red vs. Blue Quote
Donut: Sarge, I found Simmons. He's over here, sleeping on the job.
Simmons: Donut, I'm not sleeping, I was drugged!
Donut: Sorry, Sarge. He's not sleeping. He's doing drugs! [Simmons gets up]
Simmons: Shut up, Donut, I'm not doing drugs, we were attacked! Ah, they must have used some sort of tranquilizer on me and... Grif? Where's Grif?
Donut: Maybe he's out scoring you junkies some more drugs!
Simmons: They must have taken him!
Sarge: Who would take Grif? Garbage collectors?
Simmons: The people who ambushed us! We have to find him! Luckily, I implanted a tracking chip in his armor. I wanted to be able to find him when it was time to work. I should be able to lock onto his signal in just a few seconds...
Sarge: A few seconds? That sounds entirely hopeless! Well, Grif, we'll miss you. You were a good soldier. Using the widest possible definition of good... and soldier.
Simmons: I've got a signal!
Sarge: He's probably a million miles away by now!
Simmons: Actually, he's only a tenth of a mile away.
Sarge: But who knows what direction!
Simmons: That direction.
Sarge: Exactly. We did our best, Simmons. Let's head back to base and call for a replacement troop. Where's my shotgun?
Simmons: I don't see it anywhere. I guess they took it when they took Grif.
Sarge: Ugh. What direction did you say?
Simmons: That way, sir.
Sarge: Come on, let's go.
Simmons: Donut, I'm not sleeping, I was drugged!
Donut: Sorry, Sarge. He's not sleeping. He's doing drugs! [Simmons gets up]
Simmons: Shut up, Donut, I'm not doing drugs, we were attacked! Ah, they must have used some sort of tranquilizer on me and... Grif? Where's Grif?
Donut: Maybe he's out scoring you junkies some more drugs!
Simmons: They must have taken him!
Sarge: Who would take Grif? Garbage collectors?
Simmons: The people who ambushed us! We have to find him! Luckily, I implanted a tracking chip in his armor. I wanted to be able to find him when it was time to work. I should be able to lock onto his signal in just a few seconds...
Sarge: A few seconds? That sounds entirely hopeless! Well, Grif, we'll miss you. You were a good soldier. Using the widest possible definition of good... and soldier.
Simmons: I've got a signal!
Sarge: He's probably a million miles away by now!
Simmons: Actually, he's only a tenth of a mile away.
Sarge: But who knows what direction!
Simmons: That direction.
Sarge: Exactly. We did our best, Simmons. Let's head back to base and call for a replacement troop. Where's my shotgun?
Simmons: I don't see it anywhere. I guess they took it when they took Grif.
Sarge: Ugh. What direction did you say?
Simmons: That way, sir.
Sarge: Come on, let's go.
TV Show: Red vs. Blue
