Story/Emergency 6-3 (Part2)/Script

[Combat over. SOP-II proceeds to M4's hideout.]
[...]
[......]

M4A1: ...No.
I forfeit this order.
This...is not what friends should be.

ST AR-15: If you want me to be that kind of friend, you'll have to order me.

M4A1: ...I will keep waiting. Until the day you willingly do so.
This is what you owe me, AR-15. I will keep on waiting...

[...]
[Meanwhile, outside an abandoned building.]

ST AR-15: ...
The last of the gang finally shows herself...
As always, you're such a foreboding presence...
...M16A1.

M16A1: I must see you one last time while I can still afford the risk...
I'll knock you out and drag you back if that's what it takes.

ST AR-15: I'm sorry for screwing things up, but please don't get in my way. This is my own business.

M16A1: At least tell me what you know, AR-15.
What on earth have you been through all this time...?

ST AR-15: ...
I'd been digging around the Sangvis database for the last couple of days, trying to uncover the truth behind Plan Parapluie.
While investigating a Sangvis factory, I accidentally set off a signal disruptor.
I had a dream again that night. Then I woke up and realized comms were completely down.

M16A1: Was it caused by the disruptor? Did it somehow trigger your Parapluie program?

ST AR-15: Yes. Now that I think about it, the disruptor probably installed a jamming module on Parapluie...
I lost all means of communication and didn't want to drag Griffin into this mess. That's why I went into hiding here in Area S08.
Then the series of events...ensued...

M16A1: It wasn't your fault, AR-15.
If it hadn't been for the information you left behind, none of us would even have known that's Plan Parapluie.

ST AR-15: I got careless. Then I lost my cool and couldn't think of a way to fix my mistake. That's how Griffin ended up in this pitiful state...
I handed everything I've learned over to SOP-II in the hope that it can salvage the situation, even for just a little...

M16A1: Don't despair just yet, AR-15! Things are still salvageable!
With Alchemist out of the picture, Sangvis forces are already in complete disarray!
Look at their units - scrambling around like bugs! They're effectively leaderless!

ST AR-15: ...
You know nothing, M16.
The confusion among the enemies' ranks isn't the result of Alchemist's demise...
Rather, it's caused by the staggering rage of their actual leader, who's hellbent on destroying us!
...Well, all of us except M4A1.

M16A1: So you're off to find them? What good will that do?
If you're going, at least take me along!

ST AR-15: I've learned a few things from Negev, including their location, the forces stationed in that area...
And...the number of friendly T-Dolls that need rescuing there.
I'm leaving them to you, M16.

M16A1: So, you're playing the hero on your own?
You'll only end up getting caught without achieving anything!

ST AR-15: No, I won't. At least...they won't catch me alive.

[AR-15 displays a small switch.]

M16A1: A detonator of high explosives...? Where did you get it?

ST AR-15: Negev gave it to me. I rigged the explosives under the building.
I'll have no regrets dragging this many Sangvis units to hell with me...

M16A1: What are you talking about, AR-15?!
Don't you want to make it back to our control center?! Don't you want to enjoy more victories?!
Among the four of us, aren't you always the one with the biggest thirst for glory?!

ST AR-15: Sorry, but I'm terribly austere...
The way I see it, a Tactical Doll should live as a soldier...and die as a soldier...
Perishing together with my enemies on the battlefield... Don't you think that's the most fitting end for me?

[...Slap!]

ST AR-15: ...
(Laughs) That hurts, M16.
Is that the way...to treat a hero...?

M16A1: Shut up, AR-15...

ST AR-15: You can't talk me out of this. You know that...

M16A1: I said shut up! You hear me, AR-15?!

ST AR-15: ...

M16A1: One more word...
One more word...and I'll kill you...

ST AR-15: ...
There's...no other way...
I've been planted with the Parapluie program. There's no going back for me...
And every minute we delay may result in another Griffin casualty...
Let me do something, M16. Let me do something for you...in my final moments...

M16A1: ...
AR-15, how am I supposed...to explain this...
To SOP-II...and M4...

ST AR-15: Well...
Just tell them I'm off...to fulfil my final wish...