Astro Boy Page #4

to a Metro City kid...

...but this place is home to us.

Here we are.

Come on, Astro.

Alright.

What's the password?

Don't make me hurt you.

Close enough.

Four!

Five!

- You're out!

We are out of apples,

we're gonna use grapes.

Hey, Cora, did you

bring me back something?

A perfect gift

for a sweet little girl.

Thanks!

Be careful!

Too late!

Are you okay?

- Sure.

We need ten sets

of eyes around here.

Hey, Ham Egg!

Aha, back so soon?

You guys find anything

good to me today?

I don't know, kids.

Lot of dead batteries,

lot of elbows here.

The knee joint's of

a toilet cleaning robot?

I told ya, I need hands.

- We'd have got better stuff but this...

Well, well.

- His name is Astro.

He is from Metro City.

- Metro City? Wow!

I used to work there,

once upon a time.

Really?

Why am I running a crummy

body repair shop down here...

...when I could be creating

state of the art robots in Metro City?

Well, no, I didn't mean to...

- Relax, son.

We are a family here,

we're allowed to ask questions.

The answer is...

...I love robots!

Especially the discarded ones.

The more banged up they are,

the more abused...

...the more I like

getting them back on their feet.

Oh, wow!

It's almost a

religious thing with me,

...kind of like the way,

saints feel about the poor,

...or what women feel

about shoes,

...or fat people

feel about donuts,

...or, uh...

I'll stop with fat people

and donuts.

So you're not into

enslaving robots?

What?

- He ran into the RRF.

I don't enslave robots.

I love robots!

They're our friends...

...and we rely on them

for our daily bread.

Speaking of which,

are any of you misfits hungry?

Let me guess...

...take a pizza again?

More like,

taken out of trash again.

Picky, picky!

It's only a couple of days old.

Look, this one still has toppings.

Hey, haven't you forgotten something?

What they've forgotten, son?

Grace?

- Exactly.

Grace!

- What?

Turn on the TV, sweetheart.

Would you please?

That's my girl.

Well, bon appetit!

Yo, new guy,

you're gonna eat that?

You can have it

if you want it.

Don't be so nice,

you're gonna starve to death.

Or be the only survivor.

So tell me, Astro,

do your folks know where you are?

I don't have any parents.

Oh, I'm very sorry.

Did you lose them?

Or even sadder,

did they lose you?

No...

The truth is,

I'm actually a...

I'm a...

A what?

Don't worry, son.

We are all orphans

down here.

Nothing to be ashamed about.

So none of you have parents?

- Parents? Are you kidding me?

This whole place

is a parent-free zone.

I was born in the scrappy.

I was raised by wild dogs.

- Really?

Are you sure,

it wasn't wild pigs?

Feeling homesick

for Metro City, Astro?

No.

- Me neither.

I was the head of Advanced Robotics

at the Ministry of Science.

Oh, yeah, right up there with Tenma

and other monkey.

What happened?

- What always happens to geniuses.

They were intimidated by

my talents, my ideas...

Though, they threw me away

like an old battery.

I'm sorry.

Not your problem.

You know, I got a hunch

about you, Astro...

...there's always room for a

good kid in this family.

Now, how about getting some shine?

Good night... son.

Good night, Ham Egg.

I'm gonna tell them, just...

not yet, okay?

Hey, quit bugging me.

I said, I would.

I just wanted to

get used to me first.

What is Ham Egg want all these parts for?

- He's a genius.

He can make cool robots

from pretty much any old scrap.

And then he puts them into

Ham Egg's Robot Games!

Robot Games?

- There are tradition down here.

It's kind of a Roman thing.

- And it's pretty cool.

You're not gonna find much here.

It's a graveyard.

Mr. Metro City's first day

and he's already an expert.

You'd be surprised,

I know a thing or two about robots.

Hey, guys, I think

we got something!

See?

Coming!

Hey, what's the matter, boy?

Unless, makes me a wish,

I could read.

Nice try, Rust Bucket!

Whoa!

Cora! Hey!

I think I found something!

That's just an old robot

construction...

...it fell to the surface,

like a 100 years ago.

Do you think Ham Egg

could use it?

Yeah, if he had

a robot like that...

...he'd make a fortune in the game,

but it's just junk.

We used to have picnics

in it's head.

Just give me a minute.

- It weighs hundreds of tons!

What you're gonna do?

Put it in your backpack?

She'd flip if she knew

what I could carry.

Zog!

I know, you're not dead.

You're just pretending.

Come on, big guy.

Time to wake up.

Zog, let me help you.

Come on!

Okay, Tiger,

show me what you got.

Hold it right there, Twinkle-Toes!

What are you?

Some kind of ice skater?

You're planning on ballroom-dancing

with this guy?

Or you're gonna fight him?

That's better!

Now, hit him below the belt!

Yeah!

That's what I'm talking about!

Now, get him in a headlock.

And pound him! Pound him!

Use your thumbs!

Great! Great!

And I think you have

the makings of a champion.

Hi, Ham Egg!

Sorry about your robot.

What? Oh, him?

He wasn't really

working out, anyway.

But, hey, this guy,

is something else!

Look at the size of it's feet.

Look at those feet!

Not your carbon fibre

plastic junk on this guy.

That's solid pig iron!

Astro got it running.

But I'm still having trouble

believing it.

Oh, it's been dead

for atleast a century.

How did you do it?

Please tell me.

How did you do it?

I just kicked it, you know,

like a vending machine.

Give me back my money!

It was nothing.

- You hear that, kids?

A genius... modesty.

I didn't think it occured in nature.

You're almost too good

to be true, kid.

Keep this up and

I may just have to adopt you.

Holy cow!

This thing's got enough

to run a city.

Whoa, what's that?

- Oh, nothing, son.

Just another machine

with mind of it's own.

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Ready, guys?

We are young, we run green.

Keep our teeth, nice and clean.

See our friends, see the sights,

feel alright.

We wake up, we go out,

smoke a fag,

Put it out, see our friends,

See the sights, feel alright.

Are we like you?

I can't be sure,

Of the scene, as she turns,

We are strange in our worlds.

But we are young.

Are we like you?

I can't be sure,

Of the scene, as she turns,

Hey, I could have...

And you were...

How did you do that?

I'm faster than I look.

Keep our teeth, nice and clean,

See our friends, see the sights,

feel alright.

Everybody's saying,

"Limburger!".

Limburger!

Good night, Zog.

Hey, Trash Can.

You wanna play?

Fetch!

Oops!

Hey!

Hey, are you there?

Hey, you should not scare people!

How is your head?

- I think it's fine.

Sometimes, when the sky is clear,

you can call Metro City.

You call Metro City?

Yes, haven't you ever

call and hang up?

This phone is not working!

I will try...

- Okay, try...

Okay, take it.

It's not like new,

but it has a signal...

It's not bad.

You are talanted.

Oh, yes.

Oh, please pick up.

That's me, Cora...

I miss you...

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