Tank: We need repairs here!
Engineer: Ten-four (runs towards tank)
[An Eryx finishes the tank off, exploding mere inches away from the engy]
Engineer: (pokes smoking wreckage with wrench)...uh, you still need those repairs?
Tank: We need repairs here!
Engineer: Sir, this coupon is only good for an oil change.
Tank: We need repairs here!
Engineer: You got the wrong guy. Do I look like an engineer to you? You ever drive into a Midas and see a grease monkey wearing desert camo and a ridiculous floppy hat tossing land mines onto the garage floor? Plus I only have this damn wrench in my toolbox. I'm a glorified plumber with Panama soled boots. But give me an arc welder and we'll talk.
Tank: We need repairs here!
Engineer: (bunnyhopping) Hey, jerkoff, here's an idea (dolphin dives), when you ask for repairs (runs out of sprint), give me 2 seconds to catch up!
Tank: We need repairs here!
Engineer: Who's "we"? Your machine gunner got sniped out of the turret a minute ago. You're a sitting duck in that little turret and I pity the guy who has to go in there...hey, don't give ME that look!
Tank: We need repairs here!
Engineer: That's your problem, man. Why are you Medic anyway? Did you figure you could toss a couple of first aid bags on the treads and the T-90 would be good to go? Maybe shock paddles can bring the armor plating back on the M1A2 and I haven't heard about it?