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[film projector sound]

[Eagle screech]

"You just push the handle."

"Drop into t-space."

"And take off to destinations unknown."

"Emerge anywhere in the universe."

"Beyond comprehension. Beyond our science."

"Like magic."

"Their ships were like gifts from the gods."

"From the Tesserans."

"Absent landlords who abandoned their vessels a millennia ago."

20 years earlier they were found by lesser beings.

"Clever hairless apes."

"Us."

"Now we're squatters on their technological scrap heap."

It's another Launchway.

"That's me. I'm Max Stone."

"Did I mention I was an astronaut?"

"Or rather a Tesseranaut?"

"A pioneer that changed the direction of the human race?"

"But today was not that day."

"Today was the day of the cosmic suck".

I think we just hit the jackpot.

"That ex-military looking dude?"

"The pilot?"

"That's my brother George."

"George Stone."

"Yeah I know looks like he could be my dad, right?"

"Well he's my half brother."

"The story about our domineering philandering father will have to wait."

Oh my God.

The ships.

The designs.

All fantastic.

New.

New tech.

It's a game changer boys.

"And the hot girl?"

"I know what you're thinking."

"Don't get too excited."

"She's my sister. Julia Stone."

"Before she became our mission specialist, she was a lawyer."

"A brilliant one."

"And she can be a real ball buster."

Okay let's not screw this up people.

Switching on recorders.

Document everything.

All spectrums.

Total documentation.

"Months in space with my two siblings were about to pay of "

"With massive finders fees."

"Or at least so we thought."

Whoa.

Whoa? What's whoa?

What's up?

Oh shit.

Julia?

There's a massive gravitational pull from...

I just found the source.

Is that a...

Neutron star.

"A neutron star you ask?"

"It's a ball of tortured matter."

"A graveyard of crushing forces that never quite graduated to a black hole status."

"In a simpler word. .. it is death."

"Did I mention the cosmic suck?"

We got to get out of here!

Taking maneuvering systems offline.

Whoa? Surely we can outrun a gravity pull.

And the radiation?!

It's iron, right?

It's a shield!

We're cresting the horizon!

Wait a minute!

This is our only chance to secure these finds.

I mean. Jesus, look at them!

It took us 2 months to get here.

This is the holy honeypot.

You want to live?

[Explosion]

Very much so.

External oxygen cell just ruptured!

We abort.

Now.

Initiating.

"So there you have it."

"A trio of siblings discovered the biggest

honey hole of Tesseran artifacts ever found."

"Only to have to flee with our tail between our legs".

"But we survived."

"Yet, we were so close".

"And so close to her."

"Were we lucky?"

"Or just pathetic?"

"When the receiving crew finally pried open our hatch ..."

"I think they were surprised to find us still alive."

"We were way past due."

"But we were among the lucky survivors."

"We were a bit moth eaten."

"Months of half rations will do that to you"

"At our debriefing we learned our mission wasn't a total bust."

"The Equatron Corporation

did award us a nominal finders fee for the

telemetry we gathered".

"Those recordings really wet a lot of appetites".

"Equatron desperately wanted to get their hands on all that tech."

"But since nobody really knew how to control the destination of a..."

"Tesseran ship, no one could figure out how to get back."

"And Equatron was not happy."

"Exploitation would have to wait for another

lucky spin of the roulette wheel of probability.

"Wall Street hates an enigma."

"That was a year ago".

"If you didn't grow up with money you don't how to spend it".

"Or keep it."

"Not that we got that much".

[Loud music]

"My sister was working out some issues."

So, uh dizziness.

Numbness in my left hand.

Comes in goes.

And, uh sometimes my balance feels off.

I've detected the issue.

A 20 mm sized tumor.

Geoblastoma multiform.

Highly malignant.

Recommend surgery.

Radiation. Chemo therapy.

Without treatment life expectancy is 6 to 10 months.

With treatment survival rate predicts 10 years of life.

Your mediplan plan is low tier.

Deductible is 90%.

Estimation of patients expenses is 15 million credits.

Would you like to commission these services?

[Club music]

"Me?"

"I was doing just fine."

"Life was good."

"Money."

"Chicks."

"Yep. All good."

So you've been out beyond the rim?

Yeah. Way Beyond.

I'm a Tesseranaut.

Oh.

You're looking at one of the few people that's

looked into the eye of a neutron star and lived.

Hmm.

Impressive.

Sounds like you really cashed in.

Yeah. We did okay.

Is it true that...

when you climb into the cockpit of a Tesseran ship...

and pull the throttle.

You have no idea where you're going?

With no control whatsoeve?

Baba Gaba gum.

That's my secret.

Baba Gabba. Babba Gabba.

I love secrets.

[phone buzzes]

Ah. Sorry.

Just uh.

Give me one second.

Brother. Hey. Long time no hear.

"Nice car right?"

"It's not his."

"George is a high-priced bodyguard for some rich tycoon."

"Has been since we left Launchway and rejoined the

ranks of the great unwashed who toil for a living."

Max, we need to talk.

Yeah. What's up?

You sound grim.

Where's Julia?

Is she okay?

That's why you're calling?

Yup.

Ah, shit. Uh, I don't know. You know?

Yes you do.

Look I'm kind of in the middle of something so I can't talk right now.

I see you're at ground level.

Ireland's End?

It's a little early for a happy hour.

Still keeping tabs on me I see.

You could always block me.

Julia does.

Well you are being really annoying right now.

I'm already downtown.

I'll be there in a few minutes.

Hey, Trudy.

So. Slight change of plans.

Your brother's dropping by.

Yeah.

Yeah, we're...

Close.

Yeah.

That's nice.

Nice that you got family that you can depend on.

That's rare.

Yeah.

Hey. I think that guy just scanned me.

Let's go. Let's get out of here.

Max Stone?

Who's asking?

Are you or aren't you Max Stone?

Quit mucking about and just scan his eye.

[zap]

Hello boyo.

Five by five.

Well, now looks like you'll be coming with us, sir.

Whoa whoa whoa who the hell are you guys?

Repossessors.

Clever girl.

That's you, right?

Ah, maybe.

Biometric says it's you.

You've a 175,000 credit advance I see.

For selling your kidney to Medikorp.

3 months ago.

Say so right there.

Right. Right. That But here's the thing.

Looks like you pooped in the blue cabinet.

Guess he needed the money.

Well who doesn't.

Get off of me.

[zap]

There there boyo.

Don't worry, miss.

He'll be back in a jiffy.

Just a half pound lighter.

According to the terms of the contract you

are required to surrender MediKorp property

i.e. your kidney 90 days from receipt of payment.

Guys I can get you the money right now.

MediKorp doesn't want your money, boyo.

They want your meat.

If you cannot get to a licensed facility one

will come to you at your earliest convenience.

And that would be us.

We do take pride in our work.

Oh man.

That felt really good.

Ooh oh oh oh thanks for this hat.

It smells good.

Way your hands are cold.

Gentlemen, please step away from that man.

Careful now, mate. You're interfering with rightful procedure.

We have a legal contract.

I understand.

But I've got this.

You sure you want to do this, mate?

Oh I'm sure.

Are you?

[Foosteps]

Hold it!

Let Maxipad go.

Maxipad?

This welching piece of crap!

Trudy! Trudy, hi!

Wow.

You are hot.

Nice gun.

George?!

George, hi.

Hey!

George, meet Trudy.

She's hot.

Max, come to me.

Okie dokie dokie.

There you go. Okay?

Maxi?

Get in the car.

Yeah working on it.

Calm partner.

Non-confrontational, remember?

Like they reminded us in training?

That's right, boyo.

Don't need another reprimand.

Rule one?

Rule one.

Stay calm?

Stay calm.

Keep moving, hun.

Okay. Whoa oh nice car.

You're making a big mistake.

Wouldn't be the first time.

Dispatch.

1017.

We've just been robbed.

Not on my watch!

I informed the police!

Crazy bastard.

Big John the cops are on their way!

Don't throw up in the car.

Who me?

I'm fine.

Wow. This guy's a little crazy.

Hold on.

Your meat's mine.

Son of a bitch.

Oh oh.

Collision alert. Collision alert. Collision alert.

To hell with rule one.

How do I open the window?

Why?!

Release the window!

Whoa, Trudy!

[gun fire]

[Explosion]

The car has been damaged.

Exit immediately for your safety.

Emergency Services have been contacted.

Are you okay?

Fine.

Where's Trudy?

Citizens you appear unharmed.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say is been recorded and can be used against you in a court of law.

You have the right to an attorney.

"When Julia glares at you with those eyes..."

"you know you've been a bad dog."

"I did mention she was a lawyer, right?"

"A ball buster?"

"Thank God she's on our side."

"I think."

Did you both double do on stupid pills this morning?!

Max?

Reallya kidney?

How bad is it?

You know that troglodyte that was chasing you is dead, right?

Kind of figured.

Yeah.

Jelly.

Ouch.

At least you had the good sense not to discharge your weapon.

Unlike this Trudy woman.

Where is super tramp anyway?

She walked off?

Fine.

She's the police's problem.

This Medikorp guy was obviously way out of line.

Had a history of confrontation.

Reprimands.

His partner agrees.

So I threatened to sue Medikorp's organ harvesting asses off.

Yeah? And?

They're suing you for breach of contract Max.

What?

You did take their money.

Yeah, but...

and YOU George destroyed your employer's very expensive car

on private business?

It's the cosmic suck.

But.

I'm good.

What does that mean?

Say I'm good.

You're good.

You're great.

I know.

So despite all the shit you two did.

The laws you broke.

Destruction of property etc...

You, George, dear brother

are not fired

[Door opens]

And...

your employer has posted the obscenely high bail on the both of you.

Julia.

Wow.

A Tesseranaut.

A serial nympho.

And a legal superstar.

My sister.

So we're free to go?

Now?

You're buying me dinner.

[Rocket rumbling]

"We all watch that beauty lift into the sky thinking the same thing."

"Potential."

"Possibility."

"Hope for a better life."

"We had our chance."

"And we blew it."

[phone buzzing]

Oh shit.

I have a meeting with a new client.

Now?

Yes. Now.

At night?

Uhhum.

Screw you, Max.

Oh, no not me.

It's my boss.

I'd take that if I were you.

Yes, sir?

I'm off.

"All of life is simply playing the odds that fate won't notice you."

"We weren't bad people."

"We just simply had a bad run of luck."

Miss Stone?

Hello. Yes.

Thank you for coming on such short notice.

My employer is very eager for your counsel.

I'm Trudy.

Trudy?

Max's Trudy.

Yes.

This way please.

Hello?

Enter Maxwell Stone.

I've heard a lot about you.

Hey, sorry.

Uh. I'm here to meet Trudy.

Of course.

She's on her way.

Julia?

He's on his way.

Your new client?

Not sure.

Your girlfriend?

Not sure.

Join your siblings, George.

Questions.

I'm John Moseby.

Now your employer.

And you've already met the lovely Trudy.

Drink?

No thanks.

Yes.

After observing you all for some time

I couldn't see your value.

At first.

Our value?

Until Max revealed his seemingly insignificant secret.

Secret?

I did?

Why your mission to all those ships couldn't be reproduced.

Why a turn trip to the second Launchway you discovered still remains elusive.

Baba Gaba gum.

Baba Gabba. Baba Gabba.

Oh.

What's he talking about?

Max?

Ah.

For good luck.

Superstition actually.

I placed a wad of Baba Gaba gum...

on the Tesseran control stick.

You know, Like when we were kids.

You what?!

Gum?!

Yeah.

It affected your ship's trajectory.

Unbelievable.

You could have killed us you know that?!

That juvenile gesture has been the missing component to your lost destination.

Equatron quantum computers have been flailing futilely for months

trying to discover that one inane variable.

A million years of computation...

and gum was the answer.

Reckless? Yes.

But it's also something we prospectors

raiders

speculators

and just plain cocksuckers call

a game changer.

Oh ye fools of fortune.

Now that we know how to return

you're going back out there to get my half of the treasure.

Your sponsoring us?

As partners?

50/50.

80/20.

Don't make Trudy throw you out the window.

There's the contract.

Okay.

Well this isn't the cosmic suck after all.

This is good news.

Right?

And the neutron star?

Ah. About that.

[Rocket rumbling]

"Oh I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth."

"We danced the skies on laughter's wings."

"Sunward I climb and join tumbling mirth."

"On suns spit clouds I've done a hundred things."

"I travel to the high un-trespassed sanctity of space."

"As I put out my hand."

"And touch the face of God"

Trudy: Tell me something you've never told anyone before.

When I was younger I was going to be a priest.

Now I'm just trying to be a degenerate.

I can help with that.

Hey, wake up.

We've landed.

On the moon.

Let's go.

You must have had quite the night.

Nothing compared to yours I imagine.

Dream on playboy.

You do move fast don't you?

You're coming with us?

Someone has to protect the investment, Maxi.

And this is our ship?

Requisition specifically for us.

Bet that didn't draw attention.

I didn't say that.

What? You stole it?

Just stow your gear, Max.

Why do I get the feeling that everybody knows more about what's going on than me.

Gum, Max. Gum.

Keep your wits.

And your wick dry.

I don't trust her.

That's your seat.

It's not hard to identify the Tesseran systems.

These walls display telemetry which we barely understand.

But our retrofitted interfaces help.

They provide a general understanding of what we're doing.

Where we're going.

When things are going south.

Humph.

[Heart beat of the ship]

And this

Of course is the Tesseran drive handle.

Feels familiar.

Good. Right, sis?

Yuppers.

Back on the trail.

Three dumb mice at the helm of genius.

All looks five by five.

Agreed. We're good to go.

Max?

Yeah, man. Let's do this.

And get it right this time.

Oh. Trudy. Um.

"Ever wonder how the Tesserans beat the speed of light?"

"Well they didn't."

"They beat gravity which is a gradient of time."

"And time is not linear."

"And they figured out how to diminish mass and create t-space."

"I could show you the formula"

"but let's face it you're not a quantum computer."

"So you're not going to get it."

Babba Gabba. Babba Gabba.

Absolutely do it.

"And with that handle pull our lives changed forever".

[Boom]

So my brother's main gift is violence.

He is former Special Forces.

I won't tell you where he was deployed because I don't really know.

But I understand that it was messy.

And his second gift is food.

Smells delicious.

Yeah, impressive.

Need any help?

Only if you can follow directions.

I was born to follow directions.

Do you know how much it costs to propel that payload of a guitar through space?

Less than a sack of potatoes I imagine.

Brother, you can cook up a tempest.

Of course we'll only have fresh vegetables for the first few weeks.

Yeah, then it's good old reconstituted

food for the rest of the trip.

Trudy, to you barely ate.

Oh, I'm just not that hungry.

What? A super spy diet plan?

Not exactly.

It's because you're a synthetic.

What?

Moseby told you.

Didn't have to.

That makes sense.

Yeah. Right. Makes perfect sense.

Of course.

Wow.

How dumb of me.

Well, what can I feed you?

Oh don't worry about me.

I've got it covered.

"We spent all our lives running on the man's hamster wheel."

"Blew our one chance to cash in."

"The odds are always stacked against you."

"Like the lottery to pick ship crews."

"It was a dangerous gamble that few survived."

"And the big corporations controlled everything".

"But now we've been given a second chance."

[Gasping]

You must take these more regularly.

We are only as strong as our weakest link.

That's not you is it?

I'd appreciate it if you didn't tell Max and Julia.

That's not my place.

You're the captain.

And you're the babysitter.

When you don't take those pills

you jeopardize our success.

Consider myself spanked.

So now that you know what I am.

Do you have a problem with me?

That depends what your true agenda is.

Does anyone ever really know that?

Human or otherwise?

"Turnaround is also like the lottery."

"You never know when it's going to happen."

"It's the midway point between launch and destination."

"But thanks to Baba Gaba it happened exactly as predicted."

"For once when we knew where we were going".

"Now it's all deceleration from here to the Iron Planet."

We will have enough food.

What is that anyways?

You don't want to know.

And so.

Re remember queen earlier was two.

Can I put another one down?

These are a lot of rules.

It's a lot of rules. But we're learning.

But that's how it is. So for example if I throw down an ace.

So they have to be either consecutive or one card in between.

Yes.

Ahh.

I win.

I love your enthusiasm.

[Heartbeat of the ship]

Checking up on me?

Perhaps.

You know I'm pretty sure this is a bad idea.

I just need someone to talk to.

Easy does It.

Ground positions locked.

Maintaining nominal burn.

The iron planet is tidally locked to the neutron star.

Long as we maintain this position we're shielded.

On the Shaded side.

But if we slip over the horizon and become exposed?

We'll be cooked worse than one of George's potatoes.

Wll let's not do that.

Trust me, you're going to miss my potatoes.

Well done everybody.

Thanks, boss.

I found it.

It's always shielded on the dark side.

The safe side.

By a solid ball of iron.

Absolutely perfect.

They've returned!!!

All right.

Let's call it in.

Contact the U.N. Transportation Authority and register our claim.

It's really going to happen.

[beep]

Whoa.

We just lost communications.

What?

Hello?

Hello.

I've detected your presence.

Are you manned ships with people?

Or are you automation?

Are there people on board?

Somebody's down there?

It's not coming from comms.

Nor QER.

Hello?

Are you machine?

Or man?

Um, we are flesh and blood.

Homo sapiens, you know?

Who are you?

My.

You are all so lovely.

Such lively new faces.

I'm so happy.

Hum.

But why are you you flying blind?

What just happened?

You brought two ships.

How wonderful.

Two ships?

That's you.

And that's them.

You read to Tesserran?

Of course sillies.

Don't you?

Oh my.

[Explosion]

[Alarms]

We can't slip above the horizon!

Scanners confirm there is a second ship.

Bastards.

They're going to fire again!

Taking evasive maneuvers!

Trudy?!

What are we doing?

Evading!

Landing!

Status?

The hull seems to be intact.

The Tesseran drive is intact.

We wouldn't be having this conversation if it wasn't.

Main damage seems to be a ruptured oxygen cylinder strapped to the hull.

The pressure dropped in the main cargo bay.

It self sealed.

We were very lucky.

Any thoughts spy girl?

Equatron. They must have tracked us.

Equarton? That's impossible.

We haven't cracked light tech ships.

I think that's changed.

And that?

The visitor?

The kid?

Related?

Somehow I don't think so.

Why?

Intuition.

You?

Julia, run a thorough diagnostic.

I'll inspect the upper decks.

Trudy, you recon the lower levels?

I'll troubleshoot the comms.

Status report?

No sign of scattered debris.

They must have landed.

We should inform Equatron. File our claim now.

No.

No. Not till they're confirmed dead.

Trust me.

The chain of title needs to be pristine.

[scoffs]

You bastards tried to kill me.

We we had a deal.

Last minute orders, luv. Sorry.

Hmm.

Really?

Well despite your pathetic efforts

we're all fine.

Doesn't matter. We're about to file our claim.

Oh, Hancock, that is such BS.

All I have to do is turn off my jammer.

Transmit our claim.

Our claim will conflict with yours.

There will be an investigation.

And all of you will be screwed out of every royalty

contested forever.

And this you know to be true, don't you Hancock?

How prospectors get FUBAR under the pettiest disputes.

Remember, I know your history.

Now listen carefully cause I can still rescue this shit show.

For me.

And for your crew.

All I ever wanted was my freedom.

And you pricks promised me that.

Go on.

This planet has a human inhabitant.

What?

From a previous mission I'm guessing.

A kid. Stranded. Cut off.

So.

So she can read the Tesseran language.

No way.

She can use their tech.

Control it in ways we've never seen.

She activated systems we didn't even know existed.

A human Rosetta Stone that could change everything.

It's a bluff.

Really, Zoot!

Fine.

Forget it then.

Let's all just transmit our claims

and let the UN Transportation Authority

sort it out in court.

What do you think?

Oh Christ, good luck with that.

Exactly.

All right. All right.

What do you propose?

The star kills!!!

Fucking brain cancer.

What's wrong? Are you okay?

Didn't find anything.

Nor I.

I think we're good.

Intact.

For now.

QER is still down.

I didn't think anything affected Quantum Entangled Radios.

Well, something has.

Could be the stars magnetic radiation.

Maybe.

We could broadcast via local radio but that's hardly Interstellar.

That aside.

After inspecting the hull, I decided to do a little recon.

That looks like a Tesseran class 4.

Computer agrees.

I checked past registries and I think it's this ship.

The Persephone.

It never returned.

Just when they started crewing missions with the lottery.

Instead of riches, I think this crew got the cosmic suck here on this rock.

What next?

We're sitting on an iron ball in the shadow of a neutron star.

Otherwise known as death.

We just got shot at by a hostile ship you think is of Equatron origin.

Have no quantum radio.

Some girl lives.

Survives here.

Understands Tesseran tech in wet dream ways.

For all we know...

she was taught by Tesserans.

That's like awesome.

Game changing.

In option one we try to take off.

Clear interference of the star.

And register our claim.

If we don't get shot down first.

Option two - we bide our time.

Stay hidden.

And go look for her.

She knows things.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Let's go find out.

One more kilometer to go.

So what's with your hand?

And the pills?

How messed up are you?

Are you dying?

Not today.

If we pull this off.

You'll get full medical...

to fix...

mend your shit.

You need a kidney?

I still have one to spare.

Right now it's as managed as it can be.

And?

We have work to do.

I hate it when you make me quote dad.

You prick.

We should have gone with them.

Someone's got to mind the ship, Trudy.

Are those people?

They're not wearing EVA suits.

George, that fog is ammonia.

Deadly, I know.

Julia, are you seeing this?

Yes, George.

Be careful.

How can there be people down there?

I don't know.

That looks like a way in.

I'm measuring significantly greater air pressure on the other side of that glow.

Close to 15 PSI.

Spector graph reads 78% Nitrogen, 21% Oxygen, 1% Argon, radiation nominal.

It sounds...

Breathable.

Yeah

I got an idea

Parsecs from Earth and a rock is our first best tool.

Chalk one up to the caveman.

It looks like it's got some sort of permeable energy barrier.

Try touching it.

You sure that's wise?

Please don't short our systems.

Technically it's breathable.

We can see that.

Julia, we're going in.

Copy that.

[static]

This is not good.

George? Max? Respond.

We're not receiving you.

They are in trouble.

We don't know that.

[Bang]

[Alarms]

We're being boarded!

Yes.

Now listen carefully cause there's no time.

It's the Gotha - Equatron's ship.

I've convinced them I'm their inside agent.

What?

They are coming to kill us.

I need them to think that you are my prisoner.

I am in control.

And you are going to lead us to your brothers.

That.

Then.

Once your family is secured in one place.

Together you can be eliminated.

But I will make sure that does not happen.

How can I trust you?

[whoosing sound as doors open]

What the hell was that?!

What about fungus?!

Biologics?!

Who knows what's in the air just waiting to kill us!

She's breathing it.

And we're moving forward.

Since when did you become so reckless?

You are real?

Yes?

Uh, yeah.

I'm Max.

And this is my brother, George.

Hello.

You are real.

Yeah, uh, what does that mean?

Have you come to rescue me?

Yeah.

Oh!

[relieved laughter]

Oh you smell so alive.

"We weren't exactly a huggy family."

"Our dad was stern."

"And space took two mothers from us."

That was but that was most welcome.

It has been so long.

Human contact.

There's so much to do.

I have to gather my things.

Say my goodbyes.

So, what's your name?

Naiad.

And you're George.

And Max.

Yeah.

Naiad, where's your crew?

My crew. My a... family.

Whoa.

We saw people outside in the mist.

It's deadly outside.

Hmm. Minus 200 degrees.

No pressure.

Toxic radiation.

[Distant moaning]

I'll take this.

No. This.

This is all crap.

You want to know how I managed to survive here.

I had to help.

Whoa.

Charlie.

I couldn't pronounce his real name.

Is it active?

Charlie made my deadbots.

And my deadbots taught me how to survive amongst all of this.

Jeez!

[screech]

No!

Good behavior.

We have guests.

Um, they tend to scream a lot.

Just when they're unfocused.

Sounds like family.

Yes, actually.

Explain, Mommy.

Tell them what happened here.

[Moaning]

"And we learned Naiad's story."

"How her family encountered the star."

"Crashed here."

"How her parents were exposed to the star's radiation on a foraging mission."

"How Charlie, the Tesseran sentinel digitized her parents."

"and dying crew"

"Captured their essence, their knowledge."

"Emulations of their personalities."

"Yet their copies were impaired, tainted, deranged."

"How she was raised by digital doppelgangers,

ghosts who were in sync with Tesseran tech."

"They were intermediaries, translators, and interpreters of their secrets ."

"And she learned things that have eluded

our best scientists and AI engines for a generation."

"Naiad was a forgotten orphan stranded on an iron planet in

the shadow of a neutron star and she knew things we couldn't even guess at."

"Transcendent knowledge of space and time precious beyond price."

Deadbots?

That's what I call them.

They're all just...

merely whispers of their former selves.

What a story.

So. Um. Sufficient data?

Good.

So. Uh back to your vehicle.

And on to Earth.

I'm tired of this shit hole.

How soon can we lift off?

That might be a little tricky.

Oh, why is that?

Stop right there.

That's why.

Trudy?

They boarded us while you were away.

You are the pirates.

Pirates?

I guess that's one way of putting it.

I am Niade, survivor of the Persephone.

Ah, so you are a sage of secret knowledge so I'm told.

Well done, Trudy. Well done.

Zoot?

Back off!

Okay, let's get this over with.

Who else is here?

Who else is here?!

We got people!

[screams]

Confirm, targets all around!

Hold your fire! Hold your fire!!

[screams]

[gunfire]

Take her!

Go!

[gunfire and screams]

Die you bastards!

[screams]

I say we hightail it back to the ship.

Take off.

Then we radio in our claim.

Coms are still down.

I can fix that.

What's the deal, Trudy?

You working with these guys?

She had no choice, Max.

They caught her at launchway when she was stealing our ship.

What the fuck!

For our mission.

We wouldn't be here without her.

They promised me freedom.

Yeah?

Well it looks like you screwed us all!

After them!

They couldn't have gotten too far.

We have to get your your suit off so I can treat your leg.

Zoot, man the turret.

I've got this.

They're pursuing.

How far behind?

Three kilometers.

Seismic sounding charges!

How are they detonated?

Remotely.

I can synchronize them to a wrist comm.

Stop and let me out.

They'll catch up.

They know we're going back to our ship.

That Prowler has a cannon.

They'll blow us out of the sky before we get off the surface.

Can you see 'em?

No. Not yet.

Let's get eyes on 'em.

You still good?

Yeah.

Once I stop you have maybe 3 minutes before they're on you.

Understood.

Hey.

I should be doing this.

Really, Maxipad? You're no killer.

No. But you are?

[gunfire]

It's synchronized.

She's ready.

Depressurizing.

George, drone heading your way.

Presume it's armed.

Max?

On it

Got the vicious little prick.

What can we do?

Are you going to kill them?

We can do this.

Got them locked on.

All right. Let's wrap this up.

Come on. Come on.

[Boom]

Bastards!

Booah!

Target splashed.

Well done, Maxipad.

Zoot, target last known coordinates!

Locking on to projected course.

Firing!

[Boom. Boom. Boom]

They're predicting your course.

Brace for impact.

Hold on!

[Boom. Boom. Boom.]

Tell me you guys are still alive.

We're alive.

They're almost on my charge.

[BOOM!]

We lost pressure!

Oh no, he's going to bleed out!

Oh no no no no no no no no.

Captain, it's not working.

We tried, Zoot.

We tried.

[Bam]

[machinegun fire]

[Desparate breathing]

You always were a whiny bitch.

Fuck you, Trudy.

[BAM]

Trudy, what's up?

She's gone.

I'm coming for you bitches!

It's just you and me, Cox.

What are you doing?

Initiating systems.

We're taking off, sweetie.

Energy flows ramping up.

Stop!

I've got this.

Okay. Get us out of here.

I've been training my whole life for this.

[Engine roars]

To fly. To be free.

To top the windswept heights with easy grace.

Engine's coming up to speed.

Got a positive track on their ship.

Lift off!

[Engine roars]

What's wrong?

I always wanted to know its secrets.

Perhaps maybe now's not the time.

Let's get out of here.

They're just sitting there.

Firing!

Incoming missiles detected!

Hey kid!

Naiad!

Oh my God! Oh my God!

Fortune favors the brave, Cox.

Let's go!

[war cry]

Preparing torpedos.

Fire!

No.

[Explosion]

Goodbye my ghost planet.

It's time.

This is the Galumpkis.

Registration number 628892.

Reporting to the United Nations Transportation Authority.

We would like to register a claim.

Stand by for a massive telemetry dump.

This will be paradigm shifting.

We survived but our hearts ached.

Hail to the conquistadors and to a new world.

Now among the richest Tesseranauts in history.

There she is.

Join us my dear and meet our heroes.

Hello.

I'm Trudy.

I understand that my predecessor served you well.

She saved our lives.

I'm pleased.

You're mended now, I understand.

Full medical.

Yes, the miracles of technology.

I smell adventure.

Don't you?

[triumphant music]

[Eagle screech]