[The screen fades in to a shot of desert road, similar to Meet the Sniper. Light flute music plays with a soft drum accompaniment. A slow downwards pan to a crushed Bonk! can is punctured by a brass flourish. Suddenly, a Red Bread truck screeches into view from the right, knocking away the can and fishtails, nearly ripping off its rear bumper. It continues down the left lane.]
[Cut to a right side view of the van. The camera pans from the rear towards the front while a heavy drum beat plays. The logo is pock-marked with bullet holes and the white paint has been scraped off the sides. The camera continues panning and steadies at the van's open air cab, revealing a sleeping Scout and the Heavy hunched over at the wheel.]
[Interior shot of the cab. The windshield has bullet holes on the left and is completely knocked out on the right. The Heavy's bulk is apparent on the left as compared to the Scout's relaxed pose with his feet on the dashboard. Fuzzy dice adorn the rear view mirror. The Heavy continues to drive the van on the right side of the road when the dashboard monitor begins to softly beep.]
[Cut to a side view of the right-hand side of the cab. The Heavy looks disapprovingly at the sleeping Scout. He returns his eyes to the road. The dashboard beeps again and the Heavy hits the Scout without taking his glance off of the road. Shaken, the Scout jerks awake.]
Scout: Gwaa! Bwaa! What?! What? Oh.
[The Scout reaches over and with his right hand, pushes a button on the monitor. It is a video call from Miss Pauling.]
Miss Pauling: Scout, it's Pauling. Tell me you got the briefcase.
Scout: Yeah sure.
Miss Pauling: And nobody saw you?
Scout: Ehhh. [He raises his hands and shrugs his shoulders] Basically nobody.
Miss Pauling: [Her expression darkens] Scout, I'm here right now.
Scout: Well that's a funny story...
[The cab's rear door abruptly opens and the Soldier steps out, and with his right hand, hastily pushes Scout's face into his seat. The Scout throws up his hands, the Heavy is startled and momentarily loses control of the van, and the Soldier takes over the monitor.]
Soldier: [brightly] Hello, Miss Pauling! We killed everybody and took a briefcase!
[He brandishes a BLU briefcase ]
Miss Pauling: Not everybody, Soldier. You left seven witnesses, guys.
[A bloodied hand can be seen in the background reaching for help. Miss Pauling turns and shoots him with a silenced pistol. The hand collapses.]
