[Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries. He's lucky they're in general public and the Hansens do a great service to manking, because she swears...someone should just do mankind a favour and punch Chuck in the jaw one day. Preferably one day soon.
She tries to think that news about her starting a fight in line for dinner wouldn't go well towards guarranteeing her a chance at co-piloting ever. She knows that her personal agenda when it comes to kaiju is why the Marshal keeps saying no, but if she can just demonstrate that she's in control and command of her emotions.
Thanks, Chuck, for volunteering.]
What happened to make you so chatty, Chuck? Jetlag?
[Say whatever you want about his dad but talk shit about his mum and he'll punch you and he doesn't care if you're a woman or the Marhsal's daughter or what.]
I'm just catching up with an old friend. See if she's doing anything useful with her life besides tinkering with old, shitty rust buckets.
[Try and tell him that Gipsy Danger measures up to Striker Eureka, he dares you.]
[Watch more movies, soldier boy. (Look who's talking.) She feels like he's just here to bait her, but she doesn't understand what exactly she's done to him to make him this bitter and angry at her. She has more rights for that, doesn't she?]
Where's this old friend? Shouldn't you go find them?
No, it's more your style, isn't it? [She's not the one who barged into Pentecost's office to beg him not to put her in a Jaeger. She's not the one who begged to be put on engineering supervision instead, to prepare the Jaeger for someone else, someone who wrecked her in the first place.
They would've been terrible co-pilots, her and Chuck. Whatever sign of compatibility might've existed years ago is gone now, and he rubs all his bad habits on her. Already, she feels that bitter taste that comes from resenting the Marshal's decisions, regardless of how she may love him as her father.]
I'll leave you to do it with someone more likely to appreciate the effort. Bye.
[They couldn't be much worse than him and his dad. Chuck would never admit it outside of the Drift, what it means to him to have some of communication with his dad, even if outside a Jaeger they're still broken and he's still angry.
But no, she's right. Herc gives Chuck the lenience he needs to feel like he's still in control and Mako would never, ever do that.]
Catch ya around, Mako. I know just where not to find you.
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She tries to think that news about her starting a fight in line for dinner wouldn't go well towards guarranteeing her a chance at co-piloting ever. She knows that her personal agenda when it comes to kaiju is why the Marshal keeps saying no, but if she can just demonstrate that she's in control and command of her emotions.
Thanks, Chuck, for volunteering.]
What happened to make you so chatty, Chuck? Jetlag?
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I'm just catching up with an old friend. See if she's doing anything useful with her life besides tinkering with old, shitty rust buckets.
[Try and tell him that Gipsy Danger measures up to Striker Eureka, he dares you.]
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Where's this old friend? Shouldn't you go find them?
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Don't be rude, Mako, it doesn't suit you.
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They would've been terrible co-pilots, her and Chuck. Whatever sign of compatibility might've existed years ago is gone now, and he rubs all his bad habits on her. Already, she feels that bitter taste that comes from resenting the Marshal's decisions, regardless of how she may love him as her father.]
I'll leave you to do it with someone more likely to appreciate the effort. Bye.
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But no, she's right. Herc gives Chuck the lenience he needs to feel like he's still in control and Mako would never, ever do that.]
Catch ya around, Mako. I know just where not to find you.