Green Lantern

Billions of years ago...

...a race of immortals harnessed

the most powerful force in existence:

The emerald energy of willpower.

These immortals,

the Guardians of the Universe...

...built a world from where they could

watch over all of existence:

The planet Oa.

They divided the universe

into 3600 sectors.

A ring powered by the energy of will was

sent to every sector to select a recruit.

In order to be chosen by the ring,

it was said one must be without fear.

Together, these 3600 recruits...

...formed the intergalactic peacekeepers

known as the Green Lantern Corps.

Of all the threats the Corps ever faced...

...the gravest was an entity of fear

known as Parallax.

Only the legendary Green Lantern

Abin Sur...

...was capable of capturing

and imprisoning this beast...

...which he did on the lost planet of Ryut.

You are afraid.

Good.

- I mean, we go into this every time.

- It's not every time.

- No, honey. Think back.

- Think back. Think back.

I was fine the last time. I'm usually fine.

I'm fine with your work.

- Can I just tell you something?

- Of course you can.

- I'm scared, honey.

- Shh, shh.

Is everything okay?

Oh, you know how Mom gets

the night before a test flight.

But you're not scared, are you, Dad?

Let's just say it's my job not to be.

Good night, son.

Hal, you're gonna be late.

Good morning, Mom. Gotta go.

Dad! Dad! Dad!

- You think she'll break mach 3?

- We'll find out soon enough.

Hey, shouldn't you be in school?

Mr. Ferris raised the rear stabilizer.

Yes, he did.

The yaw rate gyros are calibrated,

but the pitch is off 2 degrees.

- I can live with that. How about the INS?

- Good to go.

- Okay.

- Johnny.

- Be sure to check the ignition sequences.

- No problem.

- We did, Carl, twice.

- Right.

And, uh, the gyros?

Did we do the gyro calibrations?

Hey, Carl.

Maybe Hal would like to join Carol

up in your office.

- The two of them can watch together.

- Come on, young man. Let's go find Carol.

Hal.

Keep it warm for me.

- Hi.

- Oh, hey, Hector.

Hey. So, um, I have this book.

It's about the possibility

of life on other planets.

- Cool.

- Well, it almost has to exist, but...

- Hal!

- Hey, Carol.

Hector. You still wanna

trade Hot Wheels?

Sure.

Well, look who's here.

Our future test pilot.

Jacket suits you, son.

- Hi, Dad.

- Hey.

I keep telling Hector, books are fun,

but every once in a while...

...it's not such a bad idea to get

out in the world, right, Hal?

- Hey, Bob.

- The man of the hour.

Nothing like a first flight

to get the blood boiling, eh, Carl?

Dad, can we watch

from down in the field?

- Sure.

- Yes!

- You kids be careful.

- Stay with the engineers.

Go on, son. See it up close.

That's okay, Dad. I'll be fine.

Ferris Tower, Sabre One,

ready for take-off.

Request unrestricted climb,

flight level 450.

Yes! Yes!

Sabre One,

unrestricted climb approved.

On passing 10,000 feet,

contact Ferris Departure.

You're cleared for take-off.

Good luck, Sabre.

Whoo! Yeah, Dad!

Sinestro, I'm traveling at maximum velocity.

Tell Fentara I should...

Fentara is dead.

The planet's inhabitants?

Your mission to evacuate them

is no longer necessary.

It's just as it was on Talok.

Every life form destroyed

and their essence absorbed.

Traces of yellow power everywhere.

And the Guardians?

The Guardians are silent.

I've demanded an audience with them.

Abin Sur.

I'm badly wounded.

Heading to the nearest inhabited planet

for the selection process.

Tell the Guardians it's Parallax.

No. No.

Sorry, I gotta run.

Make yourself at home, okay?

There's, uh, water in the tap.

No!

Yup.

A**hole.

The Ferris Sabre I I I is state-of-the-art

of artificial-intelligence fighter planes.

It has all of the flying and combat

capability of a human pilot...

...but with none of the human error

that comes with it.

Carl isn't just blowing smoke

to get a contract, general.

Your staff, these contractors, my office...

...we've all been part of this

from the ground up.

Well, I appreciate that, senator.

But today the rubber meets the road.

We have a simulated combat situation.

Two Sabres against Carl's two best pilots.

Carol. Was gonna do a little flying today.

What do you think?

I think you're late.

Yes, but that's only because I slept in.

I used to sleep in. Then I turned 11.

Let me give you a little heads-up.

I've gone up against these Sabres all week

and they smoked me every time.

There isn't anything you can do that

they can't do better, faster...

...and without disappointing women

everywhere.

I, uh, think we both know that's not true.

This is exactly why I didn't want you

for this. My father did.

I would've gone with Jensen.

I'd have too, but unfortunately

he's busy not being good enough.

At least he shows up.

Hal...

...this test today, it's important.

I'm gonna make you look good up there.

Don't worry, okay?

Now let's get these pants off

and fly some planes.

Highball, weapon check now.

Roger that.

- Good morning, Mr. Ferris.

- Morning, everybody.

Gentlemen.

- We about ready, Tom?

- Yes, Mr. Ferris. We are go for test.

Sapphire, cleared weapons hot

at the merge.

Ferris Test, Sapphire. Weapons are hot.

Fly safe, Highball.

Um, no.

Goddamn it!

Tom, what the hell you feed those things?

F-35s, what else?

Wakey, wakey, Sapphire.

You got a shot,

now would be a great time.

Easy, Highball. Just lining it up.

There's no way

we're taking these out solo.

Get over here.

Let's figure something out.

On my way, Highball.

Now stay right there and look real pretty.

Highball, did you just use your wingman

as a decoy?

Highball, those Sabres headed up your 6

can fly anywhere you can.

Then let's go somewhere I can't fly.

What the hell is he up to?

Coffin corner.

Highball, rules of engagement

set ceiling at 50,000 feet.

Yeah, because the Sabres will stall

if they go any higher, right, Tom?

And so will you.

Compressor stall. Compressor stall.

Yes!

Um, I mean, damn it, Hal.

Your boy certainly

takes his job seriously.

Ailerons, Hal. Side to side.

I got it.

Hal.

Keep it warm for me.

Going through 25,000.

Hey, you okay, Highball?

Yeah, just taking my victory lap.

- Going through 20,000.

- Okay, Highball, give me some roll.

Yeah, Dad!

Hal, do you read me?

Highball, you're approaching

minimum ejection altitude.

Highball, you're below 10,000 AGL.

Spin is unrecoverable.

Eject, eject, eject!

You're not scared, are you, Dad?

Let's just say it's my job not to be.

Dad!

Dad!

You stupid son of a b*tch. You...

Stand down, Bob. It doesn't matter now.

It does matter.

Never mind that you crashed

a brand-new F-35.

You broke the rules of engagement.

You sacrificed your wingman.

And you blew the contract

this company was depending on.

I'm sorry. I thought this was a dogfight.

I was under the impression

the objective was to win.

No, the objective was to show

what the Sabres could do in combat.

And in combat,

no pilot is gonna crater his own plane.

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