Moon 44 Page #5

I got tired of talking

to my french fries.

But then...

Then... then I got smart, man.

I started selling my home made

stuff, you know...

Suddenly,

I was everybody's friend.

It's...

It's a nice feeling, you know?

Entry code accepted.

Please enter data.

Flight destination. Shuttles

are programmed to arrive...

...at Galactic Mining headquarters

airport at 0200 hours.

Do you want to change

destination?

Enter new destination now.

Mining shuttle

117 commencing liftoff.

What are you doing there, curly?

I'll be needing that.

Like hell you will!

Why did you have to

come here, Stone?

Things were going just fine

until you showed up!

You think I like it here?

I'm just a God damn pawn!

I don't kill people, I train them!

And I'm not gonna take the fall alone!

What the hell is going on here?

- Felix Stone, Internal Affairs.

Lucky for you Mr. Stone,

I happened to stop by.

Yeah.

He was the hijacker.

I caught him red-handed.

Doesn't surprise me.

Look at this.

He must have been the one

who broke into my safe!

I'll take that.

It's evidence.

I'm sorry but I can't

give you this.

You better have a damn

good reason, Major.

I do have a damn

good reason.

It's the only key to stop the

shuttles in case of an emergency.

And what kind of emergency

would that be?

Anything can happen.

- Company orders.

- Is that's so?

Sh*t!

I crapped out.

It ain't gonna be your

best for long, that's for sure.

Oh, look, it's the pig.

Hey, Shakespeare.

I always knew there was something

different about you.

Cop!

You forgot something.

Keep it. Read it.

I already did.

Control to taxy crane.

Are you ready for departure?

Stone!

How about putting in a good

word for me down at headquarters?

Yeah, sure, I'll see

what I can do.

Pilot Stone, report to taxi

crane for departure immediately.

Hey, look, kid...

Stay out of trouble.

Receiving transmission from

Galactic Mining headquarters.

Code red.

Enemy spacecraft

approaching Moon 44.

ETA 52 minutes.

Enemy battle cruiser,

Medusa class configuration.

Length 6324 feet.

Fully armoured,

28 laser rocket guns...

150 hypersonic attack aircraft.

I repeat:
All shuttles

to safety.

- It's you?

- Who would you expect?

Master key accepted.

Reset time of departure now.

Shuttles programmed to...

Let's see what

Lee's been hiding.

- They working?

- Got it!

Enemy aircraft approaching.

Prepare for attack!

It's happening.

- It's an attack.

- Sound the alarm.

- It's not responding.

Well, fix the damn thing

and get in your cradle!

Stone!

Thanks for coming back.

Moon 44 is under attack!

Man all battle stations!

- Interceptors 2-0-5.

- Got it!

- Alright, pal,

you are on your way!

Stone, you appear two targets,

bearing 2-3-0.

I have visual.

- Move closer, I've got to

get a lock on them!

Identify.

RPV-fighter.

Pal, you're chasing drones.

Robots.

- There's not a breathing

body aboard.

Breaking formation!

Alright, stay with them.

Increase speed!

Hold formation.

Steady, steady.

Stay with him.

Stone!

We got him!

Firing!

- What the hell is going on?

- We're under attack.

- Who is out there?

- Stone.

- Stone?

You didn't think he'd

leave us, did you?

Stone, what are

you doing out there?

I... I couldn't stay away.

All shuttles

ready for liftoff.

Commence liftoff.

Hey, Tyler, the mining

shuttles are taking off.

Somebody's gotta stop Lee!

- It's OK, I can handle it.

Bandits are approaching the station.

They're comming straight at us!

- I have visual.

- Stone, bearing 2-3-5,

forty degrees!

Stone, are you on?

- Sh*t!

- Tyler, here I am!

Sh*t! Stone, you're on your own!

Take your best shot!

- Firing!

Stone, you're beautiful!

Stone, you are doing...

Stone?

Stone?!

Can you read me?

Stone, do you copy?

Screw him.

He was just a cop anyway.

He was just a cop?

- Hey.

- You son of a b*tch!

- Hey!

No more fighting!

No more fighting, alright kid?

All the shuttles are taking off.

Taking off without us.

It means we're

stranded here, fellas.

There's a new wave of bandits

approaching quickly!

Well, you guys, it looks like

it's curtain time for us.

- Come in Tyler!

Come on Tyler, wake up!

- Stone?

Stone, we thought you ate her!

Hey, I just spotted our ticket home.

There's one mining shuttle left.

Load the crew into the taxi crane!

I'm coming in. - Roger.

- Oh, and Stone.

- What?

- Have a cigarette for me.

- Right.

We'll never make it. They're

gonna be right on top of us...

...before we have any chance

of escaping.

No, we can make it.

We need...

Time.

I can hold them off.

Tyler, you get everybody

out of here.

Means one of us is gonna

have to stay, guys.

Gee. Well, apparently, I'm

is navigator so I guess...

...that means me.

- Good luck.

- Thanks.

- Alright, let's go!

Let's hit it, let's move!

New destination...

Why?

No you don't!

Good luck!

Okay, Cookie Man, you little dirtbag,

let's get this show on the road.

Let's you and me party!

Copter cleared for liftoff.

I can do this. I can do this!

Jake, bandits are approaching

the station.

How do you start this

piece of garbage?

Thank you.

All systems ready.

Bandits are at 6 o'clock.

I'll take care of myself.

Now get the hell out of there!

- Join the others.

- You're trying to dump me, huh?

Still think you can make it

without the Cookie Man.

Come on!

Yeah!

Oh God, who needs this sh*t?

- Come on.

- Shut the lock!

- It's about time!

- Are you there?

- Yes.

Yes, I'm here.

Wow man, they must

really like you.

There's a whole squadron

comming right at you, man!

Yeah, I got them on monitor.

- Must be your fan club.

- No fans, Cookie Man.

It's our ride home.

Yeah...!

Here we go!

This is real bad trip!

You like that?

Come in here, man!

Yeah come on!

Eat this, eat this, man!

Yeah!

Come on!

Get some! Yeah!

There she is!

We've got company.

- Christ, we'll never make it!

Okay, both of you down the hatch!

I'm gonna drop!

- You're kidding!?

He's not kidding.

- He's gonna drop us!

- He's gonna what?

Troop container ullocked.

Ten seconds to drop.

Hit the deck everyone!

- Is everybody ready?

Let's not do that again.

Our crew inflicted heavy

losses on Pirite.

We put up a valiant fight!

But...

Moon 44 was captured.

There were no survivors.

The robots lifted off as planned

but we lost contact shortly thereafter.

Not a trace!

A hundred giant shuttles

don't just disappear!

What about a search party?

In the Outer Zone?

Forget it.

Our gamble didn't pay off.

Is that what you

called a gamble?

Stone!

Where are the shuttles?

Where's Lee?

- He's dead.

He had sold out to Pirite.

- I don't believe you.

Your God damn order made

it easy to switch sides!

He was my most trusted officer.

- I even told you are comming!

- How could you be so gullible?

What happened to our shuttles,

Mr. Stone?

Where are they?

They're right here.

Programmed by Lee.

The shuttles are conveniently parked

off planet for Pirite to pick up.

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