And The Vote Goes On...
[Inside the rec room at the Frater Libertas compound]
Atomizer: War's over, man. Owens dropped the big one.
Elder: Over? Did you say "over"? Nothing is over until we decide it is! Was it over when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor? Hell no!
Saint Paul: [whispering] Germans?
JB: Forget it, he's rolling.
Elder: And it ain't over now. 'Cause when the goin' gets tough... [thinks hard] the tough get goin'! Who's with me? Let's go! [runs out, alone; then returns] What the f*** happened to the Fraters I used to know? Where's the spirit? Where's the guts, huh? "Ooh, we're afraid to go with you Elder, we might get in trouble." Well just kiss my ass from now on! Not me! I'm not gonna take this. Owens, he's a dead man! Keller, dead! ClayCalhoun -
Saint Paul: Dead! Elder's right. Psychotic, but absolutely right. We gotta take these bastards. Now we could do it with conventional weapons that could take years and cost millions of lives. No, I think we have to go all out. I think that this situation absolutely requires a really futile and stupid gesture be done on somebody's part.
Elder: We're just the guys to do it.
Atomizer: Let's do it.
Elder: LET'S DO IT!!
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More MOBsters are on board:
Rambling Rhodes
Spruce Goose
Flown to the Roll
Martin Andrade
And last, but not certainly not least, the dames from the M.A.W.B. Squad.
UPDATE: When pinkmonkeybird is with you, who can be against you?
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