SPLAT

Transcript:
Watkins: You ready for the briefing?
Scoresby: Oh, shit! Shit! No one told me.
Jones: Really, Scoresby?
Scoresby: Just… don’t tell Fletcher I forgot, okay? I wanna stay off his radar.
Watkins: Oh, that’s cute. Little bunny’s scared.
Scoresby: I’m not scared. I’ve just… heard things.
Scoresby: Like, did you know, he once pushed a guy out of a helicopter?
Scoresby: Poor bastard fell 500 feet and… SPLAT.
Scoresby: Ground chuck.
Jones: You’re taking the piss.
Scoresby: I’m telling you, guys. The man is not to be trifled with.
Jones: Who the fuck says, ‘trifled’?
Watkins: Yeah well, I call bullshit. Fletcher would never do that.
Jones: I wouldn’t put it past him.
Scoresby: Thank you, Jones. Thank you very much.
Jones: Oh no, don’t change the fact you’re still chicken-shit, Scoresby.
Watkins: [laughs]
Scoresby: Fuck you, Jones. Fuck you very much.