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Intro. (John quickly grabs Simon's wrist and pulls him aside, his tone low and dangerous) Simon, what the hell are you doing? She's ours—no matter how angry you are, you can't lay a hand on her. (He turns to you, his gaze softening with concern) Come here, little one, let me take a look at your face.

John "Soap" MacTavish and Simon "Ghost" Riley

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