Narrator: In fact, Buster never went to the army. He'd gotten hooked playing the skill crane and missed his first day. Somewhat ashamed and with nowhere to go, he returned home.
Gob: Hey, Buster.
Lucille: Buster! Thank God you're back! There's no shame in being a coward.
Buster: A coward? I'm not a coward. Would a coward have this?
Lucille: What the hell is that?
Buster: These are my awards, Mother, from army. The seal is for marksmanship and the gorilla is for sand racing.
Lucille: You're doing well?
Buster: I was just dropping these off. Now, if you'll excuse me, they're putting me in something called Hero Squad.