Conquest of Space Page #6

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It can be done, sir.

AII the elements are in those sacks.

Even air and water, in other forms.

Until now, this Iittle planet

has been alone...

...friendless, all drawn up into itself.

So it's crusty, dried-up

and unyielding.

But with patience and

understanding and hard work,

it could be made to blossom.

I wish I had your faith, Imoto.

Hey, fellas! Come!

Captain, come! Look!

Look. Look.

It grew. A flower.

A seed from Earth growing here.

Look at it. A flower on Mars.

It is a flower.

Hey, captain, the ship is tilted.

We won't be able to take off.

That sand, Iook at it. It's draining.

Must be caves or crevices

underneath.

This whole section is honeycombed.

- We drilled into a Iot of pockets.

- Caves, caverns.

If we could crack them open,

the sand would pour in Iike water.

We might draw off enough

to Iower that side of the ship.

Straighten her up?

It's possible. But how do we

crack open the cavities?

With the engines. We blast.

Hammer the ground with the rockets.

Great. But what happens if we open

some cracks on the wrong side?

We fall over.

We've got exactly 14 minutes

to come up with a miracle

and say goodbye to this planet,

or we'II never Ieave it.

- You were saying, sergeant?

- I'm sold.

Punch it, captain.

Again, sir.

It's moving.

It's working.

Try it again, captain.

That's it. I don't dare to...

We're perpendicular.

Protect yourselves.

We're blasting off.

You did it.

A date is a date, sergeant.

It was a glorious way the general died.

Sacrificing his Iife as he did

to bring his ship and his crew

safely to a Ianding

on the rocky desert of a new planet.

That's the way

the history books will tell it.

Won't they, captain?

A fitting end for a grand soldier.

For the man who conquered space.

Would you be caring

for a cup of tea, captain?

Thanks.

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