CLERK
Fresh meat for the grinder, eh?
So how'd you kids do?
So how'd you kids do?
RECRUIT A
I'm going to be a pilot.
CLERK
Well good for you.
We need all the pilots we can get.
We need all the pilots we can get.
RECRUIT B TO RECRUIT C
Hey, did you get starside R and D?
RECRUIT C TO RECRUIT B
No.
RECRUIT B
I don't believe it.
RECRUIT C
I got Games and Theory.
RECRUIT A
Games and Theory?
That's military intelligence.
RECRUIT C
Yeah.
RECRUIT B
Way to go, Carl.
CLERK
Next time we meet,
I'll probably have to salute you.
RECRUIT C
Hmm.
CLERK TO RECRUIT B
How about you, son?
RECRUIT B
Infantry, sir.
CLERK
Good for you.
Mobile infantry made me
the man I am today.
[At which point the Clerk turns his back
on the recruits, only to be revealed
to have stumps for legs.]
***
Infants signing
up to the Games
and Theory of the
military grinder,
including the
infantry.