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We'll be right back.

Thank you.

Okay, guys, hop in!

Fantastic!

Uh,

you mind?

Hey, a galactic marine enforcer's gotta look cool.

in the name of the Galactic Federation!

Look

out,

Captain!

By the moons of Jupiter, they've gone too far this time!

will, men.

Got you nailed, sea slugs.

Cut!

Sea slugs? That's not in the script.

Uh, I guess I got carried away.

Places, everyone. This will be take 47.

Who said being in the movies was fun?

Hey, this guy's Ben's pal, not mine.

This street used to be Fission City's worst eyesore, but now is a major source

of tourist dollars thanks to Maximilian Greco, who transformed it into a booming

casino district.

And by allowing Tom Beaton to film Jackpot to Jupiter here, he's made

City famous.

Citizen of the year, Mayor Neutrino, this is a great, great honor.

Because I only did what any good citizen would do.

I love this town.

Citizen of the year, that's sanctimonious top.

I made Greco. When he came to me, he was a doddering old fossil.

That's right, copper.

And now look at him.

Citizen of the year.

Rolling in cash.

And he says it's for the good of the city.

Ha! You! Get down to Greco's casino this instant.

No problemo. When it comes to casinos, Shrimp Louie wrote the book.

Silence! Reptil! I want you to short out Greco's slot machines.

All of them! Then bring me back the money.

We'll... clean out his casino, then I'll use Greco's own money to ruin him once

and for all.

Yes, I like this plan.

Remember, a galactic marine enforcer isn't just the law.

He's got a sensitive side, too.

He does?

Yes, land man. Like when I'm supposed to vaporize the alien with a neutron ray,

but I take pity and just flatten him with a right hook instead.

Oh, I get it.

Whoa, check it out.

That's awesome.

Awesome.

You said you'd pay them in humongo burgers? Was that a mistake?

I've got to get back to the set.

Don't eat too much, guys. You've still got to fit into your costumes.

You

know,

Reptile, that's one handy talent you got there.

I like these. I like these a lot.

will hit every machine on the strip. What are you, nuts? Stop that in that

freckles place. We finish up here and go home.

Hold it, bottom feeders.

Repeal, come on.

Hopefully they can swim better than they drive.

Bet the cops will be interested in recovering that money.

You sure?

We were in a pretty big hurry.

Sure, I'm sure. See the broken window? Come on.

It isn't enough, is it? We'll just have to hit more casinos.

I wonder if they accept eels and gamblers anonymous.

Come on.

Let's hit another casino.

The boss isn't going to like this.

Where are those incompetent imbeciles? And where is my money?

I'm sure they'll be back any time now.

Go find them.

Yes, Doctor.

And keep a low profile. I don't want anybody tracing that money back to me.

Aliens stole my money.

Well, yeah, Mr. Greco. They were aliens.

You mean some dumb movie club heist in my slot machines?

No, sir, Mr. Greco. These were real aliens.

Are you crazy?

There's no such thing as... Like him.

Uh -oh. Dr.

P isn't going to like this.

Hey, you. Bigfoot.

Come back here.

Sick of my darlings.

Consider that low life your lunch.

Come on, Reptile. Let's go.

All right, all right.

I'm really lucky, Louie.

We're going to need all the luck we can get once Dr. P catches up with us.

Hold it, Reptile.

I want to talk to you.

I knew it. The boss put out a contract on us.

This way, Louie. Hurry!

Reptiles!

Horrible crap.

I'll make sure you get a fair trial before they execute you. I don't know

this came from.

You don't have any proof we're the ones that took your money.

this creature inside you. He can't stop himself.

Right. He's gotta go back for more.

Not anymore!

Because they're gonna lock you away for a long, long time.

Guys, what's going on?

It's Reptil. You saw the look in his eyes back at the casino?

He's hooked.

And if he isn't hooked, he's got another good reason to go back to the casinos.

Evidence? You can't take that!

That's my money!

I don't get it. Well, a fish stick's got more brains than Reptile, so Dr.

Slimazoid had to put him up to it.

Right?

So, Reptile's got to make himself a new stash of money pronto, unless he wants

to end up in a marinara sauce.

But what about Ripster? He's stuck in jail.

We'll just have to figure it out by ourselves, blind man.

If we catch the real culprits, then the cops will let Ripster go.

So, if we stake out the casinos... We just might catch him in the act.

You did

what with my

money? I have a good mind to buy a...

Have a gift.

Silence!

Now I want you two to go back to Greco's casino and empty the rest of his slot

machine. Leave the slots again? Sure, Doc.

Gilamari is coming with you. There will be no mistakes, understand?

I want Greco's money back here in one hour.

Now move it! This is the final scene of the movie.

Pretend you really are crazed bikers from Jupiter fighting over the money.

Uh, no, sir. What kind of deep breath water shrimp cocktail?

How about you guys?

Nothing here.

Why, my man?

Nope, nothing.

It's them.

Killamari's with them this time. Coming your way, Streaks. They're headed into

Greco's casino.

All right.

take that little trip to jail.

I'll tell

the cops it was you that busted my machines, just like your no -good

brother. But why?

Thanks, Mr. Greco.

You got us out of a tough spot.

My help doesn't come cheap.

That's quite a gift you got.

You almost ran me out of business.

It was nothing personal, Mr.

Greco. Of course not.

But now you're going to do the same to my competitors.

I want this whole strip to be mine.

Just use that gift of yours on the slot machines and bring that money back to

me.

And here we are back on the set of Jackpot to Jupiter.

They're shooting the final scene, and director Tom Beaton is giving us an

exclusive first peek.

Reptil?

Chilamari? What are they doing? That's the wrong casino.

Greco! That ghastly gangster!

What is he up to?

Quiet now. They're about to start shooting.

Keep rolling.

I have a feeling this is going to be good.

You got that?

Am I lucky or am I lucky?

Your luck just ran out. Kill me.

Shock attack!

Shut up. Where's that worm, Greco?

Worm? Isn't that your domain, Doctor?

Paranoid versus Greco?

Oh, this is gonna be good.

As I told you on the phone, officer, while Ripster was in custody, the real

culprit struck again.

It's all here on this tape.

You'll find the real criminals in there somewhere.

Congratulations, Mr. Beaton.

It looks like Jackpot from Jupiter is the surprise hit of the season. Tell me,

how did you get that amazing riot footage at the end?

Well, naturally, I had everything very carefully planned out. A great director

is like a great general.

Now,

this part of being in the movies, I could definitely get used to.