Wash groans as he looks at his bloodied hands. He spots Doc lying by the Warthog, and a blurry black figure in the distance.

Washington: It can't be....Tex?

Wash dives for his gun, but is stopped by Tex planting her boot on his wrist.

Washington: You're supposed to be dead.

Tex: Don't sound so disappointed. You'll make me cry. Where's the Director?

Washington: The Director? How would I know that?

Tex: (tuts) Wrong answer....

She then hears rapid footsteps and sees the Meta running at her, only to be tackled to the side and thrown across the field by Slade.

Slade: This ends today, you son of a bitch!

The Meta snarls and they rush at each other, trading blows. Slade knees the Meta twice before bringing his hands down and bashing the Meta into the ground.

Tex: Cal! Move!

Tex activates a detonator and sets off some explosives by her feet, revealing a powerful chain gun which she grabs in midair before swinging it towards the Meta and opening fire. Slade rolls away as the Meta runs across the field before diving behind an icy boulder. Behind her, Wash gets to his feet and whips out the capture unit, unveiling a large spike.

At that moment, Tex's gun runs out of ammo and the Meta takes this moment to return fire with his pistol. Tex ducks behind an icy stalagmite, smashes through the ice and draws out an assault rifle and a battle rifle which she fires at the Meta. Wash runs up to her and thrusts the unit's spike at her, parrying one of her guns away, but she ducks the blow and knocks it out of his hands.

Washington: NO! (He dives for it, preventing it from going over into an abyss) Be more careful, this thing can't take any more hits!

Slade grabs Wash from out of nowhere and holds him over his head before throwing him several yards away.

Slade: And neither will you, once I'm through with you, ya bastard!

Doc runs up to Epsilon.

Doc: Church! Are you okay?

Epsilon: She fuckin' shot me! What is wrong with her?

Doc: She did? That's what brought us to you!

Epsilon: I know! She meant to do that!

Doc: Well she's paying for it now.

Meta has Tex pinned to the ground, trying to wrestle her gun away but she kicks him backwards towards a wall of ice. As Washington rejoins his colleague, she jumps to her feet and pulls out another detonator.

Washington: Is that a...

Tex presses the button and a loud beeping starts behind them. Wash and the Meta spin around and see a row of mines built into the wall

Washington: ...Mountain?

The mines go off and the wall shatters into huge blocks that go tumbling towards the two ex-Freelancers, who set off running. Wash stabs at Tex again with the unit but she ducks aside and kicks him away. Then the Meta charges forward, picking up the unit.

Washington: Meta, take it! Hit her!

As the icicle blocks crash around them, the Meta grabs the unit and swings out at Tex, but she ducks away. Wash then leaps up to do a jump-kick at Tex's head but she dodges and flings him to the ground, with Wash grabbing Tex's battle rifle before he falls. Slade grabs his pistols and repeatedly shoots at them, making Wash and the Meta dive behind and over chunks of ice. The Meta then kicks Tex in the chest, right under a huge shard of ice before knocking Slade's pistols and kicking him across the field. Quickly, Tex rolls away to avoid getting crushed, but the Meta kicks it out at her. Luckily, she jumps onto it and flips away.

Wash leaps onto another large icicle and runs along its length, firing at Tex. Slade brings out his Lancer and tries to saw Wash, which he ducks and stabs Slade in the side. Unfazed, Slade takes the knife and stabs Wash in the leg before kicking himself away. Tex lands on a block and vaults over it, followed closely by the Meta. As Tex lands, a boulder lands behind her and she strikes it, launching it towards the other two. Wash ducks aside and the Meta jumps off it towards Tex. She runs up another icicle and intercepts him in midair, grabbing him by the chin and cracking his back over her shoulders. As she lands, she throws him up and kicks him in the back towards Wash, who dives out of the way.

Wash then raises his battle rifle and fires at Tex but she dives behind an icy boulder with Slade regrouping with her. After a moment of delay, she draws out a third detonator and nods with Slade before hitting the button. At once a line of charges go off under the ice twenty feet from her and as the mountain shelf begins to crumble, Tex and Slade take off for the safety of the other side, but Wash fires hits Tex as she screams in pain after the bullet hits her shoulder, landing on the safety of the ice sheet.

Slade: TEX!

Wash suddenly realizes that the ground is moving and he looks round to see the shelf cracking and breaking as it falls towards the icy water below.

Washington: Oh my God! RUN!

Wash and the Meta tear across the shelf towards the ever-more distant ledge, leaping over cracks and side-stepping the sliding boulders. As they reach the edge of the shelf, the Meta spots his brute shot falling over the cliff and leaps straight towards it.

Washington: META! Wait, I...

The Meta grabs his weapon, and uses the bayonet side as an ice pick to hold him in place.

Washington: God-dammit!

Doc waves at Wash holding the Warthog's tow hook.

Doc: (waving the Warthog's tow hook) WASH! Here! Take this!

Washington: (shocked) DOC?! Throw it, throw it! (Waves his hands above his head, signaling for the throw)

Doc: Here it comes! (throws it, but it falls short)

Washington: (exasperated) You've got to be kidding me...(jumps for it, grabbing the rope and climbing up. At the top he hauls himself up.) That was the second worst throw, ever, of all time.

Doc: What'd you want from me? I ran track in high school.

The Meta runs at Tex as she struggles to her feet. Slade exchanges several blows, cracking the the Meta's visor. Having had enough, the Meta punches Slade in the throat with all his strength, making him cough and gasp before bringing his head to his knee and soccer-kicking him away. As the Meta swings the blade end of his brute shot at Tex, she parries it with her combat knife then punches him back. As he stumbles back, she dashes forward and slashes across his stomach then stabs him in his left shoulder. With a growl, the Meta aims his brute shot at the ground and fires, sending them flying and knocking Tex down.

Wash runs up to them as the Meta grabs the capture unit and hauls Tex to her feet.

Washington: (panicked) Meta, wait! We don't need to hurt her, we only need-

Meta stabs the memory unit's spike straight into Tex's visor, causing her to scream in agony and for her body to violently twitch and spasm. A blood red light emerges from the hole in her face as she is absorbed into the capture unit.

Epsilon: NO!

With a growl of satisfaction, the Meta draws the unit out and flings Tex's broken body towards the stunned Church.

Epsilon: Stop! Let her outta that thing!

Washington: (wearily) We can't. The unit is failing. Epsilon, it's over. You're coming with us.

Epsilon: (furious) I'm not going anywhere with you! We can fight you!

Doc: (surprised) We can?

Epsilon: (determined) We will!

Doc: (exasperated) Aw, great.

Washington: I'm sorry to hear that. Meta, give me the memory unit. (The Meta doesn't respond) Meta?

The Meta stares at the unit in his hands and looks up at Wash.

Washington: (horrified) Meta! NO! Don't...

Meta attaches the unit to his back and becomes invisible.

Washington: Damnit! Doc, you have to protect Epsilon!

Doc: What do I do?!

Washington: RUN!

The Meta charges past him, then proceeds to shoot at Epsilon and Doc. Quickly, Wash jumps onto the Meta's back and throws his arms around his neck.

Washington: I'll try to hold him!

Slade charges in and rams the Meta in the stomach. The Meta throws Wash off and throws Slade away, before continuing to shoot. Wash retaliates but is knocked off balance by a shot from the Brute Shot. Slade and Wash look up as the Meta calmly advances on them.

Slade: And this is karma coming back to bite you, huh, David?

Washington: Yeah, Travis... I knew you would do this, Meta. I just can't believe... (His voice trails off as he looks over the Meta's shoulder) can't believe...(The three spot something in the sky, trailing black smoke) I can't believe it.

It is revealed to be a Pelican, badly damaged, with Grif behind the wheel and Sarge, Caboose, Simmons, Tucker, South, and Kan can also be seen inside.

Sarge: There they are! Land right next to them!

Grif: Right... land...

Sarge: ...You DO know how to land this vehicle, don't you?

Grif: Sure! That just means stop flying, right?

Sarge: Brace for impact!

Tucker: Oh shit! This is gonna suck!

South: I'm gonna die surrounded by the biggest idiots in the galaxy.

Caboose: ...I still haven't got my peanuts.

The Pelican quickly drops toward the surface and crashes. Meta, Wash, and Slade jump out of the way to avoid it. The Pelican finally comes to a stop, with the Reds pressed against the glass, almost crushing a cowering Doc, with both the Reds and Doc loudly screaming. As soon as the Pelican stops, the Reds are thrown back.

Doc: Wow! That was a close one!

Washington: (coming out from behind a tree, faintly bemused) I would say that was the cavalry, but I've never seen a line of horses crash into the battlefield from outer space before.

Slade: (sits up, out of the snow) That probably wouldn't be the weirdest thing today.

Epsilon: (from behind the same tree) Uhhhh... Is it possible for a memory fragment out of an artificial intelligence program enclosed inside a robotic body to piss its pants? Because I'm pretty sure I just did that.

Washington: Come on, let's go see how many of your friends survived that.

Epsilon: You know, they're not really my friends.

Washington: That's okay, I'm sure none of them really survived.

Slade: Again, wouldn't be the weirdest thing.

Sarge and Grif look at the crashed Pelican.

Sarge: Grif! Look what you did to our ship!

Grif: (dismissively) Eh, fuck it, it's a rental.

Sarge: Good point, fuck it.

Sarge kicks the Pelican off the cliff and it falls over the side into the icy water. Epsilon runs over to the group, with Wash and Slade not far behind.

Epsilon: Has anybody seen Tex?

Washington: I'm sorry, Epsilon. The Meta captured her inside of the memory unit.

Epsilon:There it is! (he and the others run over to it) She's here!

Washington: Epsilon, there's nothing we can do. She's stuck in there.

Epsilon: So let her out!

Slade: Mate, it's rigged so it's one way.

Washington: We didn't want you to escape again or the other AI to escape again.

Slade: For the record, once we get her out, I'm still gonna kill you.

Washington: Noted.

Epsilon: Well, UN-rig it!

Washington: I need to get it to a lab. Somewhere with tools.

Epsilon: Simmons?

Simmons: Hey, he's the expert. I don't know what I can do to help.

Washington: And it's in no condition to move. If it locks down before I can open it, she'll be trapped in there.

Simmons: We should try something.

Washington: If I let her out, you have to come with me.

Church: (frustrated) Yes, fine, just get her out!

Washington: (turns to the other Blues) Caboose, Tucker, South get in the base. See if you can find some tools.

Caboose: Okay!

Tucker: Alright! I'll be right back!

South: Got it.

The three run off.

Washington: You four find me anything that has power. Anything and everything. We're going to need a lot to keep it online.

Sarge: (running off with the Grif, Simmons, and Kan) On it!

Epsilon: (looking down at the Epsilon Unit) I can get her out.

Washington: What? No!

Church: It's my only option.

Washington: I need you, Epsilon. You're my only ticket out of this mess. If you get stuck in there, they'll never believe me, I'm not going back to prison!

Slade: After everything you've done, you deserve a hell of a lot worse.

Washington: You wouldn't understand, Cal.

Slade: UNDERSTAND WHAT?! THAT MY BEST FRIEND JUST DECIDES TO GO ROGUE AND WORK WITH THE SAME SON OF A BITCH HE WAS HUNTING DOWN TO BEGIN WITH?!

Epsilon: I can do it.

Washington: No, I won't let you.

Epsilon: You can't stop me. I have to help her. She's here because of us.

Washington: Because of me?

Epsilon: Not you, US - Me, and Alpha, and the Director.

Washington: You've started to remember.

Epsilon: I found some journals from the Director. She's someone from his life. Someone he loved...

Washington: (quietly) Allison. Her name was Allison.

Epsilon: Allison... (turns back to the Epsilon Unit) When they made Alpha, she came back. She was a byproduct of the process.

Washington: She's just a shadow.

Epsilon: (angrily) Don't call her that! She died in her real life, and that's all the Director ever remembered of her. So now, no matter how tough she is, no matter how hard she fights, she's always going to fail! Because that's what she's based on. No matter what she's doing, or what she's trying to accomplish, just when her goal is within her reach, it gets yanked away. Every. Single. Time. Can you imagine what that's like?

The memory unit lifts in the air, revealed to be on the back of the Meta, who, invisible, has been present the whole time.

Washington: I think I'm getting the idea...

Epsilon: Uh oh...

Slade: Shit...

The Meta growls menacingly at them.