Ricky was truly psyched to dress up in WWII Marine Corps gear and shout a whole bunch of lines into a microphone to help a pal out. He was so gung-ho about the whole thing that he spent most of the day annoying the living wotsits out of everyone in the studio. The grumpy Japanese guy kept looking like he would be happy to send Ricky to meet his ancestors even before lunchtime. Once they let him loose with some of the period weapons, the crew was beginning to fear for their lives - and they'd refused to let him in the same room as any live ammo. When the Zeds burst into the studio, Tony the producer had shoved him in the path of a bunch of clots - but Ricky promptly beat them to death. Then they let him have the live ammo...