I’d like to hear about the old sandbox.
I am the only adult here.
They have been waiting for me.
They call me father.
Because, he is my father.
You choose your enemies. You choose your friends. But family…that’s in the stars.
I want to thank my Grandma for always being so good to me, and, and for helping save the world and everything.
“Do you know you saved about five thousand lives?” he asked her.
He didn’t kill them himself, Stil. He killed the way I kill, by sending out his legions. There’s another emperor I want you to note in passing – a Hitler. He killed more than six million. Pretty good for those days.
In homage to the tyrant Xim, whose fist shall enclose the stars for all eternity.
Our studies indicate the weapon is totally useless in warfare.
I have been told that patience is sometimes a more effective weapon than the sword.
Hokey religions and ancient weapons are no match for a good blaster at your side, kid.
I want his arm. Cut it off.
Sorry about that, by the way.
Okay Mitch, I’m gonna make it up to you. Let’s just pause, put that down. Let’s just take a step back. No, I was wrong, I’m sorry, take a step forward. Now, take a step back. Step forward. Back. And then we’re cha-cha-ing!
They saw you coming.
They’re here! They’re here! They’ve landed! Over on the mall! They’ve landed!
Would you qualify that as a launch problem or a design problem?
Looks like we just had our glitch for this mission.
It calls back a time when there were flowers all over the Earth… and there were valleys. And there were plains of tall green grass that you could lie down in - you could go to sleep in. And there were blue skies, and there was fresh air… and there were things growing all over the place, not just in some domed enclosures blasted some millions of miles out in to space.
But life is sustainable now. Look at this plant. Green and growing. It’s living proof he was wrong.