He turns to Sarah: There’s a group of nut jobs at Tara who want to talk to us. A few men and a priest apparently.

Sarah: A priest? Can’t be that bad can it?

Brian flicks his eyebrows and turns back towards the microphone: Send them through, and let the guys know so they are not calling me again asking the same questions.

Sarah laughs at how grumpy he must seem as he hands back the headphones and he smiles at her: What?

Sarah: You’d make a good drill Sergeant you know.

Brian: Me? I’m no more dangerous than a puppy.

He calls out to Private Walsh: Hey Walshy, come on, mission time. And grab that