Mis-drop2013

[Private Glen is in the transfer pod that will drop him from the ship. The Old-timer seals him in securely]

Old-timer:
Now, you do know how to get out of this.

[Glen nods]

Old-timer:
And the straps.

[Glen gazes at him]

Old-timer:
My, you're a chatty one, aren't you?

[the Old-timer trots over to some read-outs]

Old-timer:
Okay, picture looks good. Let's see, your respiration, temperature, pulse... This is your first drop, son?

Soldier Pvt. Jason Glen:
Yes.

Old-timer:
Okay. Your heartbeat's a little rapid, but that's all right. Just remember to breathe... You'll be on ship hour until you launch, then this will get you down.

Soldier Pvt. Jason Glen:
Okay.

Old-timer:
On your first drop, the others are gonna give you a lot of stick. Don't listen to them. They'll sh*t-talk you all day. Ha. Just remember, when you're planet-side, and in a real fire-fight, they're gonna be there. All right?

Soldier Pvt. Jason Glen:
Right.

Old-timer:
Just remember your training, and keep your head down. You'll go on to make a pretty penny!