[A bell rings out in alarm. The Administrator's voice comes over the speakers as a large sign board lights up.]
Administrator: "Intruder alert! A RED Spy is in the base!"
[Camera pans down to show a BLU Soldier reading the sign board.]
Soldier: "A RED Spy is in the base?"
[Soldier grabs his shotgun off a gun rack and runs down the stairs.]
Soldier: "Hut hut hut hut hut."
Administrator: "Protect the briefcase!"
Soldier: "We need to protect the briefcase!"
Scout: "Yo, a little help here?"
[Camera moves to BLU Scout pulling on a door handle. Soldier pushes him out of the way and enters numbers into the keypad.]
Soldier: "Alright, alright, I got it. Stand back son. One, one, one, uhh, one!"
Scout: "Let's go, let's go, let's go!"
[A BLU Heavy runs towards them and the door from behind.]
Heavy: "Incoming!"
[Heavy runs into the Scout and Soldier, breaking down the door with Sasha, his minigun. Heavy runs towards the briefcase, knocking Scout and Soldier over in the process. Scout crawls up from the floor, while Heavy lowers his gun.]
Scout: [Screams,]... "Hey, it's still here."
Heavy: [Yells,]... "Alright then."
[Camera pans to behind Heavy. There is a BLU Spy holding a BLU Sniper over his shoulder. The Sniper is dead.]
Spy: "Ahem, gentlemen."
["Meet the Spy" text appears.]
[Spy adjusts the corpse of Sniper and walks towards the briefcase.]
Spy: "I see the briefcase is safe."
Soldier: "Safe and sound!"
Scout: "Yeah, it is!"
[Scout and Soldier stand up.]
Spy: "Tell me, did anyone happen to kill a RED Spy on the way here?"
[Scout shrugs, Heavy and Soldier look at each other and then back to Spy.]
Spy: "No? Then we still have a problem."
[Spy tosses Sniper's corpse onto the desk, showing the Sniper still has a Spy's knife in his back. A sharp musical cue plays.]
Soldier: "And a knife!"
Scout: "Ooh, big problem. I kill plenty of Spies. They're dime-a-dozen back-stabbin' scumbags. Like you! Ow. No offense."
[Scout takes the butterfly knife out of Sniper's back, spinning it around before cutting his finger and dropping the knife. He puts the cut in his mouth.]
Spy: "If you manage to kill them, I assure you, they were not like me."
[Spy spins the knife much better than Scout, fancily closing it and handing it to Scout, who takes his cut out of his mouth.]
Spy: "And nothing, nothing, like the man loose inside this building."
Scout: "What are you? President of his fan club?"
[Soldier laughs behind Scout. Sp...
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