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Zulu
My name is Cameron Turner.
16 years ago, my dad was an astronaut on a mission to intercept an asteroid
headed for Earth.
Recently, he disappeared without a trace.
And now weird stuff has begun to happen.
My only clue is a graphic novel he was working on called Mission Dawn.
It's up to me and my friends to use Mission Dawn to uncover the truth and
my dad.
You're going to break into Condon airspace.
Hugh Condon's an evil mastermind.
When I say this guy is evil, I mean he's evil. He's my dad.
I gave you a simple path.
We have another chance, right? I'll do whatever you say.
Come on, guys.
Hugh Condon.
Lucy. Are we going to ask Lucy why her dad has your dad's ship? No. We're going
to put the pieces together.
before we make our next move.
Lucy, your geometry homework can totally wait.
Maybe yours can.
Okay, you know what? Just replace your protractor with this, and you can work
your angles with us.
Not happening, Boris.
Are you okay?
I'm fine. I'm just busy.
I need to take that.
I'll be right back.
Okay. Is it just me?
Whereas Lucy's been acting really strange ever since we broke into Condon
Aerospace. Dude, every time I try to ask her what she was doing near my dad's
ship, she just changes the subject.
Well, then she is Hugh Condon's daughter.
And if he is as sketchy as Rock and Roll say he is, maybe she is too.
I don't know, man.
Dude, I didn't write away about this, okay?
And the weird thing was, Hugh Condon was after me, and we were at the school,
and I was naked.
Yeah. Dude.
Yeah. No. Yeah. Dude. Yeah. I don't need to hear those things. No. Just keep it
to yourself. Boris, what did you do?
Maybe Mr. Jones is a closet UFO tracker.
Or maybe I have to redo my geometry homework.
Thanks. I gotta go. My dad needs me.
Wait, you're still coming to enchilada night tomorrow, right?
I wouldn't miss your mom's enchiladas.
Su casa come mi casa.
Wait, you just said that your house eats Cameron's house. Yeah, well, I stink at
Spanish.
Face it, man.
Yukon's tractor beams totally pulling Princess Leia back to the Death Star,
you gotta deal with it. Dude, maybe we're just being paranoid.
Maybe she's not the same Lucy as you remember.
Cabin board. Ow.
Sensitive ribs, man.
Dad, what are you doing here? Why'd you take me out of class?
Did you forget about the shareholders' reception?
We have a lot to do.
Dad, I already told you. I have plans.
We discussed this.
Family comes first.
What family?
It's your business. I'm not going. You are a condom.
This is important for us.
Now, I need you there tonight, and I don't want to hear another word about
Go get your things.
Come on, Pierce. Give it back.
This? You want this? Yeah.
Real original, guys. Seriously.
Where'd you get that? The classic guidebook to bullying?
Oh, he's got all his precious comic books in here.
Yeah, I do. All my first editions.
Drop it, Pierce.
Make me Turner. How about I just drop you?
Cameron.
Mr. Condon.
Pleasure to see you again. I was just breaking this up. Pierce Rockwell.
What an upstanding young man.
You'd be right to look to Mr. Rockwell as an example of how to behave.
Are you kidding me?
Two minutes, Lucy.
What's your dad doing here? Is everything cool? Yeah, it's fine. He
meeting with Mr. Chandler. But I actually have to go, so... Is this your
auto night?
Uh, I can't. I have this family thing.
What's going on?
Is this about the other night?
No, seriously, guys, it's cool. Stop reading all those comic books. It's
you paranoid.
That was just cold.
And on the most holy of enchilada nights? I mean, come on.
Boris, we're not having enchilada night.
We're not?
No.
We're going to find out what our old friend Lucy's really up to.
Yo, rock and roll.
Hey!
Greetings, fellow terrestrials. And where's the lovely Miss Condon? She's
here. Been a little too busy with her father lately.
That's actually kind of why we're here.
We need dirt on you, Condon.
Okay,
um, look, the other day you asked Lucy if it was true about her father, so...
What were you talking about?
Well, I mean, rumors have been circulating for years that Hugh Condon
working with extraterrestrials.
You know, reverse engineering alien tech, planning a new world order.
Some of the aliens actually are thinking about teaming up with him. Is it the
make -believe stuff or make -believe convention?
Were there any actual facts?
WebLeaks put out an encrypted document about some top -secret presentation
tonight. Yeah, check this out.
Yeah, that's, um, Condon Aerospace. We were just there.
Wait for it.
What are we looking at?
Now that is the heat signature coming off the building.
Definitely not of this world. They've got something crazy powerful, and it's
about to be unveiled to some of the top scariest people on this planet.
And this, um, unveiling, when is it?
Tonight.
Well, didn't you see the line of armored cars and police escorts clogging up
Broadway? Must be the family thing Lucia had to go to.
Well, wait a minute. Hold on.
You guys aren't going to break in again, are you?
I don't really think that's an option this time.
Wow. Off to Inchelac.
Oh, boy. I said we couldn't break in. I didn't say we were just going to give
up.
Let's scope the place out.
Fine. But if we pass the taco cart, you're buying me three tacos.
Can I eat three tacos?
You can't even eat three tacos.
You're a tiny little baby. Five bucks says I can.
Well,
that's not going to work.
Have to find another way in.
Oh, check it out.
Dude, will you stop thinking with your stomach for one minute? No. Cameron,
look.
It's okay, it's okay. They're with me.
So what now?
Now, find Lucy.
So what do I do if I find Lucy?
Come find me.
Try to keep a low profile, okay?
But shouldn't we stick together?
Ooh, franks and blankets are my favorite.
For the guests.
Quickly, now.
Take five, man.
Say Franks and Blankets! Franks and Blankets!
Did you know that
Lucy speaks Chinese?
Yeah, and she's also fluent in Spanish.
What?
Forget it. We're not after Lucy anymore.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. We're not?
You remember those military guys from my dad's graphic novel?
The creepy ones by the shuttle?
They were cute.
Okay.
Check it out.
If they find out about this, they're going to freeze your research program.
We're talking about millions of lives here. A rough road leads to the stars,
General.
Now, you'll excuse me.
Dude, I thought my parents were scary.
What is that?
I don't know.
I think my dad did, though.
Dude, I have a bad feeling about this.
A rough road leads to the stars, but Condon Aerospace is paving the way
science, robotics, defense, biotechnology, and space
exploration.
Welcome to the future.
And now, the chairman and founder of Condon Aerospace, Hugh Condon.
Thank you all for coming.
As most of you know, I've been researching the power of meteorites for
a decade.
They hold the secret to life.
They are the key to our galaxy's creation.
But they also hold the power to destroy it.
A power greater than anything previously known to man.
Rock and roll, we're right.
If she's dead, he's Dr.
Evil.
It means that meteorites
hold the past and the future. Using meteorites, we are theoretically able to
access any point in time.
Condon Aerospace has found a way to harness that power.
There's no way out.
Stay in your country.
They won't interrupt his speech.
What? No. Energy.
And one day, possibly, time travel.
Now, some think what we're doing is too dangerous, that we're playing God.
But make no mistake about it.
If we don't use this power, someone else will.
Developing meteorite -powered weapon.
In the wrong hand?
This could mean the extinction of our species.
But in the right hand, this is life insurance.
This is world peace.
Now what I'm about to show you is just a prototype.
But it's going to be very interesting.
But your sport, Condon Aerospace, will lead the world into a new era.
We're not quite there yet.
I don't know about you.
I definitely don't.
She's dead.
She's in that death ray. Well, we have to stop it. How do you suppose we do
that? We go out the back door or something.
Ladies and gentlemen, without further ado, I give you the.
And I'm out.
Rough road meets the stars, right, Hugh?
Oh, it certainly does.
Overzealous catering staff, folks.
As I was saying, the Phoenix.
A revolutionary device capable of harnessing solar energy 20 times
the sun.
You moron!
What? What did I do?
How many times do I have to tell you? Backstage is off limits. You serve the
gas. What?
No! Serve the gas!
It's so hard to find healthy things.
Come on! Come on!
You think we lost them?
There you are. Where do you think you're going?
Your shift's not over.
The shift? Yeah, um, we're late for... We gotta cater a pot and mix for it, you
know? We have a week to go.
There they are! There they are!
Get those kids!
Yeah. No one touches my own dirt.
Oh, no she didn't. What?
Oh!
Damn you!
What?
Oh, that's hot! Cold, man!
Hey!
You're not his dad.
You leave those boys alone.
You go pick on someone your own size.
Police! Police!
Police!
Police!
Police!
Please, we're security guards.
Are you young men okay?
You look like a mess.
Thank you for your help, man.
Man, what just happened? I don't know, man. First, I see my dad's spaceship,
then that Phoenix thing, which according to my dad is going to blow up the
world. Dude, it's Hugh Condon.
It's our theater.
Your godfather, he's our theater, man. That nigga Lucy, she's working with him?
I don't know, dude.
Evil and hot. Yeah.
Hey,
she saved our butts, okay? Twice.
Still, no, you're right. I get the feeling there's something she's not
us.
Great,
dude.
Do you think your mom's enchiladas are still warm?
Hello? Ruby, it's you.
Oh, hey.
I owe you an apology.
You do?
Lucy invited the boys to our little function this evening, and it seems in
extending the invitation, I forgot to ask for your permission.
Please don't take it out on them.
You don't have to cover for him, Hugh. I can handle my son.
At any rate, perhaps I can make it up to you by taking you out to dinner next
week.
So what's the plan?
I mean, we have to stop Hugh from using that thing.
And we can't just walk in and take it.
Look, clearly something major is going on, but... I mean, we keep finding
pieces, but we don't have the big picture yet, so... For now, keep our
and our mouths shut.
Okay.
What was that all about?
Getting into fights?
Breaking into my dad's meeting?
What is wrong with you two?
What's wrong with us?
What's wrong with you?
Excuse me? I had to pull some serious strings to get you guys off the hook
my dad.
No, you've been acting shady ever since you got back.
You know, I hear all these crazy things about your dad.
I don't know what to believe.
You know, we never used to have secrets.
Is that how you feel, too?
It's like one minute you stink at Spanish, and the next you're fluent in
Chinese.
You guys are blowing this way out of proportion.
I've been gone for two years, and frankly, you're acting a little
Okay, so you grew up, and then we're just the same immature guys you used to
know. That's not what I said.
You know what? I might be paranoid and immature, but I've seen and heard a lot
of weird stuff that I can't explain since my dad left.
I don't know who to trust.
Well, welcome to growing up.
Look, I know you miss your dad.
I miss his dad, too.
And as for my dad, I know you saw some pretty weird stuff.
I'm still trying to figure it out, too.
But you have to trust me. Right now, all I want are my friends back.
So I can beat their butts on the halfpipe.
Well, we can do that.
Yeah, for sure.
Okay.
So, you want to grab enchiladas at Cameron's Cosby's?
Of course.
Grab your own enchilada.
Great, I'm happy to see everyone's acting more mature.
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