Hel: There

[Hel blasts a hole in the Sistine chapel ceiling]

Sarge: I'll go first, shall I?

Hel: No. None of us are going.

Sarge: But the Voice told you th-

Hel: I don't care. It doesn't feel right. I hope you're hearing this. I don't think we should be going up there.

Horst: What's her problem?

Sarge: It's her first time on the surface

Voice: Hel, you have to. Your target will be approaching at any moment.

Horst: Is she hearing the Voice now?

Sarge: I certainly hope so.

Hel: I'm not convinced tha-

Voice: Hel, this is the best opportunity you'll ever have to test our new shields against the Bailies. We need to investigate their new weapons

Hel: Let's go.

Up on the surface.

Hel: [cont] Truly ugly

Sarge: You'll get used to it

Hel: Hear it?

Horst: Is that what I think it is?

Sarge: Yeah... it's a Bailey What's wrong... the vertigo?

Hel: Yeah.

Sarge: Don't worry, it's normal for a first-timer. A little fire from a Bailey ought to clear your head. Probably take it right off, actually. Hey, turn off your jamming device, Horst. We can't try out this new stuff if it doesn't find us.

Horst: There

Sarge: Not long now... Show time! Okay, Hel, do it!

They fight the Bailey.

Sarge: [cont] It worked.

Horst: Unbelievable

Hel: Lets go

[They run underground, the Bailey shooting at them as they do so]

Sarge: Horst, you're a robot?

Hel: A betrayer robot!

[They fight Horst]

Sarge: Shields up!

[More fighting]

Sarge: [cont.] Shields weakening, Hel!

Hel: Come on, we've gotta get back to the lab!

Sarge: I'm right behind you!

[Flying through the shafts]

Sarge: <general distress noises> Hel, I've been hit!

Hel: Hang in there, Sarge, we're almost home!

Sarge: Why are all the cute ones robots? We had some good times together, and it turns out he was just a machine? Of course, that does explain a few things... Why couldn't it be my left side? I already lost that one

Hel: You only have one kidney?

Sarge: Didn't I mention that?

Voice: What's the delay? Why aren't you moving? This is the new model betrayer that's after you. The only way to defeat it is to adapt the weaponry in the Bailey arm.

Hel: Sarge is hurt. She needs help fast.

Voice: The mission is more important, you have to get the arm to the lab. If we're going to defeat the Bailies we have to know what they're made of.

Hel: She won't make it. I'm getting her help. Come on.

Catman: It says here she went for surgery in the year 2001. Something went wrong and she was annecitized and they couldn't wake her up. She was frozen. I guess until they could find a cure. She's fine. We're going to have some fun with her, huh?

Hel: I need a kidney. For her.

Catman: Ah, you're in luck. We've just acquired some cryogenically frozen bodies from the 21st century, mint condition. What do ya got to trade?

Hel: I can give you this Zondee defense gauntlet.

Catman: I wouldn't give you an appendix for that piece of junk. We don't take dated weaponry around here, sweetheart. Got any drugs? Tobacco? Slaves? What's that on your gauntlet?

Sarge: You can't give him that Hel, it means too much

Catman: Hey, you want a kidney or not?

Hel: No, you're important to me. Just hang on.

Sarge: Hel...

Hel: Here

Catman: Hmmmm... Don't see wood much anymore

Hel: Let's go! Let's go!

Cleo: I'm coming!

Hel: Something's wrong with him, he's only keying on you.

Sarge: Why are we bringing her?

Hel: Because I think it's the right thing to do.

Sarge: What, did the Voice tell you that?

Hel: No, I'm telling you that.

Cleo: <whimpers, then screams>

Hel: Don't ever scream like that again. Sarge, put your jamming device on.

Cleo: I know this is a dream. If someone were to pinch me... <screams when she's pinched> Okay, okay, it's not a dream. What year is this?

Hel: It's 2525

Cleo: Oh my god. this can't be happening. Everyone I love is gone. My whole world has been destroyed. Where are we? Where the Hell are the elevators?

Sarge: <slapping her> Shut up!

Cleo attacks Sarge and Sarge dangles Cleo over the edge.

Hel: SARGE!

Sarge: You don't know how lucky you are. Packs quite a wallop for someone who cries so easy.

Cleo: EASY? You think it's easy to go in for a basic boob job in the year 2001 and wake up five centuries later?

Sarge: What's a boob job?

Cleo: <annoyed sound>

Hel: Let's head back down before her gets another read on you. Hold on tight.

Cleo: <loooooooooooooong scream>

Hel: So all that stuff about 008?

Cleo: I made it up.

Hel: You're very convincing.

Cleo: Well thanks, I did study acting for two years at Glendale College Community Center

Hel: So is Cleopatra your real name?

Cleo: Stage name. I do a little... exotic dancing to pay the bills

Hel: Exotic dancing?

Cleo: Stripping, alright? Okay? There, I said it. Happy?

Sarge: So why would someone get an operation like that?

Cleo: All right, if those are real, congratulations. I on the other hand, wasn't so lucky. So I had to help nature along a little bit, sue me. <screams>

In the Lab

Mauser: And who may this be?

Hel: It's a long story Mauser, but for now, she's one of us.

Cleo: <giggles>

Sarge: Down girl, he's a robot. Not even programmed for sex... yet.

Mauser: A Bailie arm...

Hel: Make it fast. There's a betrayer that's keen in on Sarge. Toughest model we've seen yet. Voice thinks there's something in there that might help us defeat him.

Cleo: Did windows go out of style?

Sarge: We don't need windows down here. We live underground.

Cleo: Why?

Hel: Centuries ago, no-one's quite sure when, the Ballies came down, took over the surface and drove humankind underground.

Cleo: What's a Bailey?

Hel: If you don't know then obviously it happened after you were frozen

Mauser: She's pre-Bailey?

Hel: Concentrate on your work, Mauser.

Cleo: Hey, do you guys have anything I can wear? I mean, I'm not really wild about this whole futuristic thing you're all into, but, uh, anything is better then 400 year old gauze, you know?

Sarge: You're very concerned about the way you look, aren't you?

Cleo: <impersonating Sarge> You're very concerned about the way you look, aren't you? Like those exposed midriffs of yours are functional.

Hel: You sounded just like Sarge then.

Cleo: I have been told I'm an excellent mimic

Mauser: I can see why the Voice thinks this may be useful in destroying the betrayer. the weapon in this armor is the most advanced I've ever seen. I can rig it for use in a few minutes. We have that much time, don't we?

Hel: No. Hurry up, he's closing in on Sarge.

Sarge: Horace! <she blasts the Betrayer>

They fight

Cleo: <screams> We're going to die here, aren't we?

Hel: If we can't keep him distracted long enough for Mauser to finish that weapon then I'd say yes. Talk like Sarge!

Cleo: Do you really think it's time for me to be doing impersonations?

Hel: That betrayer is keen in on Sarge! DO IT!

Cleo: <impersonating Sarge> You're very concerned about the way you look, aren't you? <screams>

Hel: Again!

Cleo: <impersonating Sarge> Come on, big boy <giggles>

Mauser: Hel <hands Hel the weapon>

Hel: Hey Horst! Surprise!

She kills him

Sarge: So, gettin’ used to things down here?

Cleo: Actually I was just wondering if maybe you can freeze me again. Just tape a note to my head that says I should be woken up when things have gotten better.

Hel: Look, we’re fighting a war to regain the surface of the earth. Things aren’t going to get better until we win. Now, uh, we’ll look after you. So why don’t you join us?

Cleo: All for one and one for all. Whoopie.

Hel: What did you just say?

Cleo: All for one and one for all?

Hel: That’s beautiful

Sarge: Yeah. Really tells it like it is with us.

Hel: It’s catchy

Mauser: Very inspiring

Cleo: I've got a million of em.