Story/Night 7-2 (Part1)/Script

[Half an hour later.]

Galil: Galil hailing Negev. Do you copy?

Negev: Get on with it.

Galil: Target location is confirmed. It’s inside that abandoned car factory, just as our intel says.

Negev: Humph. Of course. It’s my intel.

Galil: Fine, fine. Everything is yours. We’re all yours.
But you know how to read a map, right? You can see how far away we are from the car factory?

Negev: Is it that far? It’s only a three-hour walk, right?

Galil: We could get there in three hours IF this was a smooth marathon route with no enemies or obstacles.
Guess where we are, my lady?
We’re in bloody Sangvis territory!

Negev: That’s why I sent you to scout ahead.

Galil: Ha, ha, ha. How “cautious” of you.
Now what? I did my job. What about you?

Negev: You stay here and keep gathering intel. The Commander is about to lead our echelons forward.
I’ll get in contact with Tavor and find out her infiltration progress.

Galil: Hmm, Negev?

Negev: What?

Galil: Be careful.

Negev: It’s just a night op. Nothing I can’t handle.

Galil: I keep saying...
Whatever. Do your best. Keep everyone safe.

[...]

Jericho: Negev.

Negev: Hmm?

Jericho: You’re too reckless.

Negev: I know.

Jericho: You didn’t learn anything I taught you.

Negev: I wouldn’t call that teaching, Jericho. You sent me to die.
Even if I had learned anything, I forgot all about it after dying.

Jericho: I told you I’ll help you remember.

Negev: But then...we’ll forget about you.

Jericho: I don’t care. We are soldiers.

Negev: Humans don’t leave their own safety in the hands of cold, rigid robots. That’s why they chose us.
My neural cloud tells me that I don’t want to forget you. If I can have my way, no one will ever forget you.

Jericho: Who taught you...to have such...“thoughts”?

Negev: ...
What on earth are you afraid of, Jericho?

Jericho: ...
You really have grown a little while I wasn’t looking… At least in terms of rhetoric.
But what exactly was your target of retrieval in your operation?

Negev: Well...wait for it...
Let me organize my thoughts. I’ll reveal it in good time.

Jericho: I was right. When you retire, you’ll make a great talk show host.

Negev: Anyway, so I guided the Commander to advance towards the car factory.
After a skirmish, we took the outpost and got in touch with Tavor...