RocketMan Page #6

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caught in a violent sandstorm

and are now falling now down to March.

We are waiting for NASA's latest

news of this terrible accident.

4500 feet, descending rapidly.

90 seconds to strike.

Say it bluntly, can he do it?

Only a computer genius or a

total idiot can do this.

Luckily for us he is both.

Someone force yet, Bill?

Nothing. We are in a flat spin.

This would be a good time to fix it!

Anytime would be good!

- 60 seconds to strike. The systems are red.

- We have audio link.

Fred?

Fred, can you hear me?

Bud ... I'm down in the hull.

Everything is spinning.

I do not know what to do!

Focus. It's like training.

The rotating chair with wires.

- It was really a winner!

- You can do it.

Trust your instincts.

Now!

Fred, come on, you can do it.

30 seconds! Give not up, Fred!

Come on!

Must hook up the circuit.

- Come on, Fred.

- 15 seconds to strike.

need something ...

You are the man!

Come on.

Ten seconds!

- Buds coins!

- Come on!

We have power!

You did it, Fred!

Light the lamp on the front porch, Mom!

We get home!

Oh, Magoo.

You've done it again, sir!

That little space rock will

make you really famous, Julie Ford.

So what should you do now, raketman?

Actually, I thought the case

if you want to dance.

Thanks, but I think we have

done it before.

Wait, I've had little time for me

myself lately, I've trained.

That and I've been a little creative

with space sheets.

When you wish ...

More than a star

Your dreams ...

Will ...

true ...

Pleasant dreams, darlings.

So, we have seen in eight months.

Good night, Fred.

It's a story old as time,

Ulysses.

Boy meets girl ...

boy falls for girl;

boy and girl returns

to their home planet,

get a nice house with a fence

and live happily ...

No!

No, not again! Ulysses! No!

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