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INT: NORMANDY CREW QUARTERS: DAY:
(We see the Earth from space. As the camera pulls back it is revealed we are looking through a starship window. The camera pulls back to reveal a beautiful redhead gazing at the planet below. We hear three voices.)
AMBASSADOR UDINA: Well, what about Shepard? She grew up in the colonies.
CAPTAIN ANDERSON: She knows how life can be out there. She was the only one left when slavers attacked Mindoir.
ADMIRAL BISHOP-FROM-ALIENS: She saw her whole unit die on Akuze. Fifty marines and only she made it out alive.
UDINA: One time she was on The Weakest Link and was in the last three, but lost out because of tactical voting.
BISHOP: I saw it. She should have won
ANDERSON: That's right. She signed up for that show Survivor , and won that instead. She ate rats and built a log cabin out of soggy driftwood, and won the public's hearts while all the other contestants where incurably insane.
BISHOP: She's invulnerable. An exemplary soldier and a brilliant engineer.
UDINA: An infiltrator, and a survivor, you might say.
BISHOP: If you were being poetic, I suppose...
ANDERSON: She's the finest marksman I've ever served with. A magnificent diplomat, too, with powerful moral authority.
UDINA: Is that the kind of person we want protecting the galaxy?
ANDERSON: Well... yes.
BISHOP: Yeah, it is.
UDINA: Fair enough. I'll make the..
BISHOP: Hang on... Captain, do you suppose she'll bring that brother of hers with her?
(On the ship, the female marine is joined by a tall, muscular man with a half-inch of hair and matching stubble. He too looks out of the window.)
ANDERSON: Oh... uh... well she takes him everywhere, so...
UDINA: Hold on now. Her brother's a psychopath!
ANDERSON: Not a psychomath exactly. More of a jackass. He likes to threaten people a lot and enjoys casual swearing rather too much, but he is a terrific marine. And he gets the job done.
BISHOP: That's true... I suppose. But...
UDINA: He got most of his unit killed on Torfan.
BISHOP: He demonstrated ruthless efficiency that day by using other soldiers as human shields and then stealing their wallets. UDINA: Should'nt there be a war crimes tribunal or something?
ANDERSON: We're still waiting for it to go to trial. Red tape.
BISHOP: Maybe we should send someone else...
ANDERSON: He's... uh, a renegade. A maverick! He's like Dirty Harry, y'know...
UDINA: He's a madman!
ANDERSON: Again, not a madman, just very arrogant, criminally irresponsible, massively dangerous idiot.
BISHOP: I'm bored of this. Let's go get coffee.
UDINA: (sighs) I'll make the call.
(Fade to black. Text appears to on the screen. It stays on the screen for eight milliseconds, nobody at all is able to read it.)