Jupiter Ascending Page #2

Exactly.

Now, you're a smart girl, Jupiter.

I admit it's none of my business,

but that's probably the reason

you are not married.

Men do not like smart women.

You keep talking about

my daughter like that,

I will ram that latke so far up your ass,

you won't crap for a week.

English.

Hey! Hey!

You swore, no fighting at dinner.

Jupiter, what is the money for?

No, you're right.

It's nothing I need.

Hey, what was that about? You're not

having second thoughts, are you?

What if I am?

Jupiter...

These people, they're counting on you.

Have you even looked at this thing?

Why do they have to use words

like "harvesting"? It's just creepy.

Why would you read this?

You heard what the doctor said.

It's not a big deal.

You go in, cash comes out.

This money, I'm telling you,

I have real plans, serious plans.

I believe this money's

gonna mean something...

possibly life-changing for both of us.

Okay.

Okay.

- You will not regret this.

- All right.

- I promise. I promise!

- All right, all right.

All right. Oh, wait, I have a question.

Why is it that you get ten grand and

I get five? I mean, they're not your eggs.

That's capitalism, babe.

Sh*t rolls downhill. Profits flow up.

Ms. Dunlevy? Excuse me.

You are Katherine Dunlevy, aren't you?

The doctor's ready.

- It's the hormones, dear.

- Don't worry. You'll be fine.

Trust me, honey. I could do

this procedure with my eyes closed.

No, no, no, no, no!

Please! Please, I can't!

Just relax.

I can't move my arms! What's happening?

Get a sample.

Make sure this is the right one.

Wait, wait. Please, please, stop.

- It's her.

- Good. Kill her.

Please, somebody...

Oh, my God!

You all right?

- Who are you?

- Caine Wise. I'm here to help you.

Pardon me, Lord Titus.

Only good news is allowed

in here, Famulus.

We received an FTL from Mr. Wise.

He says he has the girl.

Brilliant.

Then send the transport immediately.

At once, My Lord.

I thought it would make you

feel better when you woke up.

- What?

- The gun.

But it works better if you flip

the switch by your thumb.

Careful. You've been asleep

for almost twelve hours.

- Where am I?

- You're still in Chicago.

Okay, good.

My clothes?

You were still in the paper clinic gown.

Can't really think about that right now.

Look, Jupiter... Is that your name?

- How do you know?

- I'm sorry.

I was just trying to figure out

what happened.

You must have used

a false name at the clinic

and their tests probably tripped

the monitor to your geneprint.

What are you saying?

I mean, yes, I used a false name, but...

lots of people do that in there. What does

that have to do with what happened to me?

Okay. When I was in the legion,

they gave me protocols for this.

It can be difficult for Terrsies,

or people from underdeveloped worlds,

to hear that their planet is not the only

inhabited planet in the verse.

It has to be the anesthesia.

I mean, it's gotta be a dream.

Protocol actually says that most Terrsies

will say that this has to be a dream.

Yeah, because a dream is the only way

any of this makes sense.

Compared to what? The idea

that you're the only intelligent species,

on the only inhabitable planet

in a universe so full of planets

that you don't even have a number

to describe how many there are?

- Are you saying you're an alien?

- Genomgineered human.

They cut my DNA with the DNA

of something like a wolf.

I'm a Lycantant,

bred for the military, but...

that didn't work out for me.

- And those things at the clinic?

- Keepers.

They're from the Diorite system,

but they're genetically repurposed

to act as monitors and watchdogs.

And they're trying to kill me?

- Yes.

- Why me?

Please. This has to be a mistake.

These people don't make

those kind of mistakes.

What if I say no? What if...

I don't go with you? What if I go home?

What? Are they gonna come

after me again?

An FTL, My Lord.

There was a problem at the clinic.

A former legionnaire was involved.

A legionnaire?

- What about the girl?

- Still alive.

Double our security deployment.

Destroy any ship that comes near the planet.

Go!

Wow.

- Are those flying boots?

- They use the force of gravity,

redirecting it into deferential

equation slopes that you can surf.

Yeah. I heard "gravity" and "surf."

Up is hard. Down is easy.

Thank you. Wow.

Our ride's here. You ready?

Ready?

Ready to walk out of a hundred-story window

with you and your gravity boots...

- ...onto an invisible spaceship to meet...

- This might make it easier.

Okay.

Sorry.

Sh*t.

Hold tight!

Hold on!

Whatever you do, don't let go!

Look, I just need to know

what in the hell is going on here.

Think we might have stumbled into a war

within the Abrasax family.

The Abrasax family?

It's one of the most powerful

dynasties in the universe.

I don't care who they are.

You cannot just...

blow up a bunch of buildings

and get away with it.

Those buildings

will be rebuilt by tonight.

That's impossible.

Take a look.

Holy crap.

Wait, a bunch of people saw what happened.

I mean, they can't cover that up.

You have a picture of a keeper on your phone

that you can't remember taking, can you?

They blanked you.

Short-term stuff is easy.

They won't get everybody,

but no one ever believes the ones

that slip through the cracks.

Oh, my God.

Why is this happening to me?

I asked Titus that question

before I took this job.

All he'd tell me

is that it was personal.

Look, this is ridiculous. I have never

even met this Titus, what's his name?

Abrasax. The house of Abrasax

has three primary heirs.

The oldest is Balem.

He's the one that controls this planet

and is obviously the one

who wants you dead.

That's insane.

I am telling you, I am nobody.

Balem Abrasax wouldn't demolish

an entire city for a nobody.

Kill her.

Wait. Oh, my God! Stop!

There you are.

You know there are moments

when I actually miss you.

But no one understands

this universe like you did.

No one understands me...

like you did.

Mr. Tskalikan?

How is it possible for a single splice

to destroy an entire fleet of shadows?

- It was a mistake.

- A mistake?

They underestimated him.

The next mistake...

I hold you accountable.

What are you doing?

I just want the owner of this car

to know who borrowed it.

We needed a low profile

to get out of the city.

Oh, my God. You're bleeding.

- Don't worry about it. It's fine.

- Lucky for you...

a woman owns this car.

What is that? Is that a...

Just... I wanna thank you...

for saving my life. I mean, I've...

I've never been so scared

when I started falling...

Then you were there, and...

Do you do this sort of thing a lot?

No.

Then why did Titus hire you?

Titus hired me because I'm good

at finding people.

Are you taking me to him now?

No.

How do you know this guy?

A long time ago, he was a friend.

- What is he doing living way out here?

- He's a marshal for the Aegis.

- The Aegis?

- They're like cops.

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