[Oh god this thing has a video function, too? Why the hell is a kid talking to him? He's not Tucker! That guy was good with kids, not him...]

"Angry swearing part?" Kid, that's not angry swearing. If I was angry swearing, there'd be a lot more fucks in every sentence, a few assholes here and there, and to end it there'd be a threat to kill someone.

[Wait, is that safe to tell kids? Ugh, who knows... his memories that he can think of don't really deal with children that much. Everything is work, work, work. The director was all work and no play.]

Friends? Why the hell would they be here? There's nothing for those guys to blow up! [He doesn't see bases anywhere...]