by Monopoly guy, Jonah'sWhale, Nowhereman and Happy Noodle Boy
Loudspeaker: "Surrender! You have ten seconds..."
Hardy New-Born: "We haven't got time for this. C'mon, people, let's bust some heads."
Money-Grubber: "Can't we reason with them?"
Hardy New-Born: "They're too stupid."
Money-Grubber: "Maybe I could pay them all off..."
Hardy New-Born: "They're too loyal."
"What if I do this?" Money-Grubber pressed a button on his wrist, and the U.N. Alien Task Force contingent disappeared.
Hardy New-Born: "How...?"
Money-Grubber: "Do you know anything about the transperambulation of pseudo-cosmic antimatter?"
Hardy New-Born: "Um..."
Money-Grubber: "It's a mass teleport system kept off the market by the car industry. They're currently somewhere in Antartica."
Hardy New-Born: "That's just a temporary solution."
Money-Grubber: "To the Moneyplane!"
Hardy New-Born: "Hey! I'm the leader!"
Flintlock pulled himself off the ground, moving the limp body of Jonah's Whale off of him in the process. "What's going on now?"
No one replied to his question, but in a bright flash, Forrest and the Dragon's Stone disappeared from the battle, leaving the MBL to face more arriving helicopters bearing the U.N. Alien Task Force logo. Hardy New-Born and Agent F7 turned their attention from Forrest to the helicopters.
Disco Stave: "What's the plan, chief?"
Hardy New-Born said nothing.
Disco: "Uh... Chief? New-Born? Rhymer?"
Hardy New-Born said nothing.
Money-Grubber, from the cockpit of his helicopter, shouted, "C'mon, get in!"
The MBL loaded into the copter quickly as Agent F7 kept the Task Force busy. Flintlock dragged Jonah's Whale's body on board, and Agent F7 loaded up last.
Hardy New-Born: "GO!"
Money-Grubber flew the MBL in his helicopter out of the immediate area, away from the rubble that was once the MBL Headquarters.
Hardy New-Born: "Let's just get the hell out of here."
Disco: "Rhymer?"
Hardy New-Born: "What?"
Disco: "Um... Isn't that Nowhereman down there?"
Agent F7: "He's surrounded by an angry mob."
Flintlock: "And that's Smasher, too."
Money-Grubber: "What's the deal, boss?"
Hardy New-Born: "Fuck."
Nowhereman: "Man, this is so cool, just busting heads, no muss no fuss! With my healing factor and semi-invulnerable skin, I can do this all day!"
Smasher: "I can't believe it, but I agree with you!"
Nowhereman: "I like you, Smasher. You're an old-school head-buster like me!"
Smasher: "Huh? God forbid I end up like you, but this does take me back to those pre-chrome days!"
The chopper lowered toward Nowhereman and Smasher, who seemed to be enjoying kicking ass with each other.
Hardy New-Born leaned out and yelled, "You two, jump into the damn chopper NOW, both of you! That's an order!"
The two quickly complied, and soon most of the MBL were gathered together.
Hardy New-Born: "Okay, the government and the public thinks you new guys are aliens, so we need to come up with a plan to convince them otherwise. Any suggestions?"
Disco Stave: "Um... You go on TV and tell the truth?"
Hardy New-Born: "Brilliant!"