We cut to a locker room, Ghost Hog is at a dart board. throwing darts at a Schwartz pic. drinking heavily and talking to himself.
GH: Schwartz. . .why. . .Gobdammit!
*GH drunkenly tosses a dart. It flies way off the mark and bounces off of the wall.
GH: Gah!
He tosses the remaining handful of darts at the board and runs up to it screaming. He rips the board off of the wall and tosses it onto the ground and begins stomping on it. A figure moves into the frame. The camera pans back and we see Grimm, his face and ribs heavily bandaged. He is stoicly watching Ghost Hog's rampage. GH looks up at Grimm, with fury still in his eyes.
Grimm: Are you done yet?
GH:(barely able to get the words out) What the hell do you care?
Grimm remains silent for a moment almost as if he's pondering whether he does care or not. After a few moments, he answers.
Grimm: I care because I need you. There's a war on the horizon of the RDCW. I need soldiers. I need Pig-
Ghost Hog steps up in Grimm's face.
GH: Don't call me that.
Grimm: You're drunk, aren't you? You can barely stand up. You're no use to me like this. Clean yourself up, man. Get over this little fling of Schwartz's and be the Warrior of Pain again.
Grimm turns to leave, but GH's anger boils up inside of him and he charges at Grimm. Grimm sidesteps and shoves GH into a locker. He walks up behind GH and rams his head into the locker a few times, busting him open before slamming him back down onto the floor. GH curls up and holds his head in agony and he can be heard sobbing.
GH: . . .Schwartz. . .
Grimm drops down to his knees and extends a hand toward Ghost Hog. He gently runs his hand through GH's hair for a moment, before a look of revulsion crosses his face and he stands up again.
Grimm: You're pathetic.
Grimm turns and leaves the room, leaving Ghost Hog alone with his blood and his demons.
