Capture the Flag Page #6

Stop. Listen to me.

Mike, my helmet is broken.

I'm running out of oxygen.

In the spaceship,

you asked me...

something I haven't answered

for 40 years.

Why did you leave home?

A few days before

the mission to the Moon,

your father came back from school

with chicken pox.

So you caught it and that's why...

they didn't allow you

to go to the Moon?

Yes. I was infected.

And I was replaced.

And you blamed Dad?

It wasn't his fault!

That's true. It wasn't.

But going to the Moon was

what I longed for the most.

And losing my chance

made me feel like a loser

"who deserved nothing."

"Not even my family."

"Actually,"

I felt horrible

for blaming Scott.

"I looked at my son and felt ashamed

of holding a grudge against him."

"And because of that,

I thought I was a bad father."

"I felt so bad I thought

he'd be better off without me."

I was wrong.

That was

the biggest mistake of my life.

"Now, hit it!"

"Move aside, Grandpa!"

It's a great story.

Shall we end it on Earth?

No! Not again!

I got you! This is the last time

you'll ever fool me!

Seriously, I can't stand that thing!

You ruined my plans!

My life!

And now

you're gonna pay for it!

Hurry up, guys!

We gotta get away!

We won't get far together.

You're running out of oxygen.

Go back to the spaceship.

Trust me, Grandpa.

I have a plan.

Amy, use it as a surfboard.

But Mike...!

Run away, Grandpa!

Do you want this, Carson?

Die!

What's your plan?

Getting an actual kiss

from you before I die.

What?! Look out!

Let's teach them a lesson, Dad!

Ah, ah! The alien strikes back! Ah!

Ah, I'm gonna crush you, maggot!

Ha!

Marty, I need you.

Yes, I'm essential.

Activate the Marty-Rocket now.

Are you sure? Do you know

it's still undergoing trial?

Just do it!

Okay, okay.

Marty-Rocket activated!

Ah!

Hit it! Now!

I got you!

OK, this deserves a kiss.

Let me tell you the plan first.

Guys, what's going on up there?

Did I miss something?

Come on, Daddy,

let's crush these brats.

Marty, slow down!

Speed up, speed up!

No, slow down. Now go faster!

Dude, will you make up your mind?

What? I'm a machine!

Where are we going?

Please, tell me the plan.

Carson still has

the mine of Helium 3.

It's a danger

for all humanity.

What should we do?

In order to

avoid it we'd have to destroy the base!

That's the plan.

What?!

Have you lost it?!

Oh, Mike, don't tell me

you're thinking about...

Are you going to do...?

The Moneyball.

Trust me, Amy.

Are you with me?

I'll smash you!

I'll destroy you!

Hold me!

I'll crush you

like cockroaches! Ah!

Oh...

Mike, can you hear me?

Mike, can you hear me?

"Mike, can you hear me?!"

Hooray, yes!... Dad!

Mission accomplished, Grandpa!

Not yet.

There's something left to do.

"In 1969, the human race

achieved a great milestone

and planted a flag

to claim the Moon

on behalf of the whole humanity."

"Today, almost 50 years later,

we repeat that same movement

highlighting the fact that

this beautiful natural satellite

doesn't belong to a single person,

company or country,

but to the human race."

"Something next generations

must protect

together, just like a family."

Yay!

You always come back.

You guide my steps.

Everything is different

if I think you're there.

I leave my fears

far away from here.

I change my path

just for you.

I follow you.

I follow you.

I follow you till the end.

Nothing changes us.

Nobody will stop us.

Nothing changes us.

Nobody will stop us.

Nothing changes us.

Nothing will change us.

Nothing will change us.

Nothing will change us.

I follow you.

Dad? Am I in heaven?

Is that you, Dad?

Eh... Mr. Carson?

Gigs?

What are you doing here?

And without a helmet...

It turns out I don't need it.

I'm an android.

Gags made me.

Gigs, if you see this,

it's because your life is fading away.

That's it, Gigs,

you're an android. I created you.

Oh, poor thing.

You lost your father too.

Yes, you killed him, sir.

Don't worry, I'll forgive you.

Now you have me.

Gigs, can we turn off

that damn annoying robot?

No sir, it has an infinite

Helium 3-driven battery.

Perfect.

What kind of idiot

authorised this?

It was you, sir.

Oh. Well, nobody's perfect.

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