(Starts by showing the front of a postcard with a house on it.) Skipper: This is it, men. I may not be able to read but I am certain this postcard is the call to arms we've been waiting for. (Shows Kowalski, Rico, and Private as Skipper put postcard behind him.) Kowalski: We just need the chimps to confirm it. Skipper: Confirm nothing, Kowalski! Do you doubt my gut? (Points to gut) This gut here? (Skipper gets in Kowalski's face) Do you, Gut Doubter? Kowalski: (Frantic) No, Skipper, no! You know I have the upmost respect for your gut! (Rico smirks) Skipper: Right. (Marches in front of the others) And my gut says this is it: Farmageddon. Rico, weapons. (Rico regurgitates flame thrower, chainsaw, and missile launcher) Ah, ha, ha, ha! (Jumps on pile of weapons) Bring it on! Whoooaaa!