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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.
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.
Is that... Mr.
Condon? Are you just passing through?
Or are you back here for good?
You are?
Hugh. Hugh Condon. A friend of the family and Cameron's godbrother.
Mission Don.
I told you Mission Don was real. And if it's real, tell me that we've done it
ourselves. It's huge.
Now we have Mission Don. So, we have to figure out what all these crews need.
If we do that, we'll find you better.
Dude, what are you doing in my room?
Sorry, man. I'm just trying to find the fried chicken that I hid under your bed.
You keep fried chicken under my bed.
Duh. Can't keep it in my room.
My parents are going to be in all health food spiel, you know.
40 years old and still grieving.
You've been doing a little light bedtime reading?
Everything in here looks so familiar, you know? It's like it's trying to tell
something that I should already know, but I don't.
Like?
Well, like doesn't this look like my dad's spaceship from the Tunguska 2
mission?
I don't see it. Don't touch.
You hide napkins under there too?
No, sorry.
My mom gave me this blanket.
You know what? We have to hustle. Hurry up. We're going to be late for school
again. I don't know. This is more important.
I mean, you said it yourself, man. There could be clues in here that lead to
finding my dad.
Oh, okay. Yeah, you're right. How many more lates can you get before you
actually get expelled this time?
I don't know.
What's the record?
Come on.
All right. Come on.
I'll race you.
Dude, Mr. Chandler's got it out for you. I mean, build a bunk on a silver
platter, shoot us a walk through the door.
Well, it's a good thing we're not going through the doors.
Come on, we'll go around back.
Or we could just go around back.
Yeah, right.
No way. Okay, I'll stick with my butt on a platter. Thanks.
Rest.
Yo, toss up your stuff. I'll pull you up. I can't do that.
Mr. Turner, how industrious.
Follow me.
This is the fifth time you've been in here in the last month.
Honestly, Principal Chandler, the only reason I keep coming back is for these
crunchy things.
Do you think this is a joke?
No.
It's not a joke.
If you were late one more time, you'd be responsible.
Well, I'll set my alarm a little earlier from now on.
Good. You do that.
I go.
You're dismissed.
Took you long enough in there.
What are you in for?
Same as you. I missed five classes this week.
Wow, five classes? You just transferred back here. That's impressive.
Yeah, well, I wish I knew someone with a big, strong brain who could do a little
computer magic.
Maybe make some of our absences just disappear.
Well, I could do that. You could do that?
Yeah. Yeah.
I'll get right on it. Yeah, you can do that.
Tell me what to do.
Bye.
Changing to attendance records on the school database?
That's Kate.
Great. So, you can do it. Yeah, though, if I do this, can I take Mission Donald
to the study hall next week?
Come on, man. I'm your best friend.
If you can't trust me, who can you trust?
In fourth grade, you lost my puppy.
Yeah, but you got Yoda back. Somebody had shaved him.
All right, all right. Just give me a couple seconds to reach that one.
What the... This is crazy town.
I've never seen anything like this before.
It's out of my ability.
So I'm guessing the job was too hard, even for the dream team.
Wait, wait, wait, wait. You're getting me to do this so you look cool. No. He
doesn't know what he's saying. It's the comic books. They just rot inside your
little brain. I'm guessing that you guys don't have the equipment for the job.
It's cake.
It's cake, right? We just need a second.
Guys, relax, okay?
I think I know someone who can handle it.
Did you end up at the right place, Earthling? Yeah. We appreciate the
guys. Anything for the spawn of Brady Turner!
Okay. Here we go.
Oh.
Yeah, this is way above standard security levels.
Super advanced.
Last time I saw security like this was when I tried to hack the IRS mainframe.
Pretend you didn't hear that.
Hear what?
Okay, this is... Anybody else think it's a bit odd that our high school has this
type of security?
Even in our hyper -vigilant police state, this is extreme.
Well, can you do it?
Can you hack the school server, I mean?
No.
I mean, don't get me wrong, we certainly got the skills. It's the hardware we
lack. Our tech isn't strong enough. To do a hack like that, we'd need a bear
claw.
Shh!
Are you insane?
Whoa, whoa, what's a bear claw?
It's like this hypothetical computer technology made by the shadowy military
industrial complex.
It's usually ocean fiction.
Oh, no. It's as real as the alien markings they found on the Tunguska 2
spaceship. Only the CIA or NSA gets it, though. Well, what does it do?
Mainly, it's a booster. It amplifies your computer signal enough to turn any
firewall into jelly. It's undateable.
You might as well break into a Battlestar.
Wait, wait, wait. Battlestar Galactica? The Pegasus.
When you come to defense... Guys, guys. What are you talking about?
Who me?
The guy with his eye in the sky.
Condon Aerospace.
I can get it.
You're going to break into Condon Aerospace.
Hugh Condon's got UFOs, man.
UFOs. He's an evil mastermind who sleeps underground in a secured bunker so that
he can better control the extraterrestrial -run government. When I
I mean... He's my dad.
You're Lucy Condon?
Oh, wait, that is... I mean... Can I get you a beverage?
Foot massage.
I'll take a foot massage.
Can I get you 15 minutes of Epstein? Better you than me. Look, guys, this has
been a pleasure.
A really weird pleasure.
But... We'll be back with the, uh... Bear clown.
Oh, wow.
The progeny of Turner and Condon together.
Together, here, right now.
It must have been written in the stars.
All
right,
well, clearly we're not going to get in here.
Find, like, a side entrance or a back alley. If that doesn't work, maybe a
second story entrance point.
Or we could just follow Lucy.
Come on.
I told you I could get it done. Come on, guys. We'll take the third visit.
Guys should be coming in three.
Two, one.
Okay.
How'd you know that?
I've been doing it like my whole life.
One more step and you would have set off alarms in this entire building.
What?
I still would have dodged them in time.
Of course, check that out.
Is that what's in there?
It's like they're shipping your dad's graphic novel.
No, of course.
That is my dead ship.
My message boards can see me now.
No time for a tour, guys. We've got to move.
Come on, hurry.
Dude,
I thought the Tengun -Katusha crashed.
Okay, I'm here.
Check your dads out.
The original dream team.
Hugh Connan and Ricky Turner.
Well, I guess if you pride yourself in obsession, you'll be a hero to someone.
Yeah, try making comics in your basement studio like a nut job and then
disappearing without a note.
Yeah, well, it was boarding school for me.
Right. Moment of silence for your obsessive absentee fathers.
There it is.
Did it grab it? No, stop.
Everything in here is wired to trigger the alarm. My dad knows we're in here.
He'll start World War III on us.
Take me out, guys. No.
Sweet.
No, boys.
Oh, man.
Sorry. I got the direct law. Let's go. Let's go. Come on. Let's go. Let's go.
No, wait. This way.
Music.
Freeze! Go!
See you coming.
Lucy? What is he saying?
I can't hear anything.
He saw the ship. What do I tell him? Don't tell him anything. But he's asking
questions. You know the stakes of this mission. If you cause problems, I'll
no choice but to send you back to Orion.
Talking to her dad?
So he knows we're in here.
I don't know.
Come on. Get out of here.
It's a crazy town.
Crazy town.
Hey.
Back and forth and right, dude. There's some crazy stuff going on in Connor's
aerospace. I mean, I can see a UFO.
I bet there's a zombie virus.
What was my dad's ship doing there?
Why was Lucy talking to you in front of him? I don't get it, man. She breaks us
in, gets us past the guard. Yeah, and Brad has to talk to her dad.
You don't know that, all right? She could have just been caught. Dude, you
better find command. I will.
You promise?
Yeah, I'd probably...
There's
a bit of a threat.
Let's do it.
How'd you beat us here? I found a
secret exit.
There were like a dozen guards on my tail, but I managed to slip right by
Really? Yeah.
Check me.
You guys took the easy way up.
Huh. Told you so.
We got it.
Oh, sweet.
Buckle up, everybody.
Your server awaits.
All right.
You want to do the honors?
It's all you, man. All right.
Goodbye, expulsion.
Hello, Halfpipe.
Okay, nerds. My turn.
All right.
Uh, Holly Hunter.
Where's her file?
Maybe she doesn't exist.
It's probably not in the system yet.
Sir, we have a full system breached.
Run the train.
I'm ready to intercept.
What is that?
Encrypted. Nothing the Bearclaw can't handle, right?
Didn't know it.
What is that?
Guys. Being watched.
I know it. The government's watching the schools. The school's watching the
students.
Dude.
That's you.
Look, it's not just us.
There's one every student.
What are they doing?
Why don't they just leave that kid alone?
Of course. Pierce Rockwell. What a jerk.
And? Not just the students.
Look, there's Chandler sleeping on the job.
That's what he does all day.
Chandler's dancing, dude. This is like Christmas.
All right, all right, guys, come on, focus.
Look, this one's a live feed.
It's Miss Ward's science lab.
What was that?
Guys, I think we're being tracked.
Prepared in.
Who knows what's on the other end of that GPS tracker?
It's going to narrow down the whole entire city into a financial location.
great. If it's the feds coming after us, who knows what they'll do as
punishment?
Brainwashing? Torture?
Robing?
We've got a problem.
We're almost on top of them, General. We have to lose.
It's getting closer. Come on, come on.
What was
that?
What? It worked.
Sorry, it was a wild goose chase.
Where'd you get that?
I just remembered something my dad showed me.
Well, check out the computer with.
Did you get that?
Yeah,
I saw it. I was doing it.
You're getting so off.
I was doing it. Hey, Lucy, can I actually talk?
The wonders never cease.
You made it just under the wire.
I'm sorry to be so hard on you, but back in my day, we had a little something
called respect for... Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait a second.
Clearly, this is just a computer glitch.
I'll just...
Stop. Very good. Thank you.
It appears that your record is completely spotless.
Must be a computer error.
You know how those things are.
You know what, Principal Chandler, don't even worry about it. In my day, this
kind of thing happens all the time. Now that we have computers.
Get out.
All clear? Zero absentees, zero tardies. Nice, nice.
So, are we going to ask Lucy why her dad is your dad's ship?
I mean, and why is he in such good condition?
No, no.
We're not going to say anything about that ship.
Man, at the storage unit, we got shot at by dudes with lasers.
Clearly got blown up.
And that was a space suit. All right, this is much bigger.
No. We're going to put the pieces together.
Before we make our next move.
All right. Check.
No, but now that we know we're being watched, we have to lay low, stay under
radar, keep it cool, go to class, and pretend like nothing is different.
Whoa. We're not going to class.
We're going skating, man.
Where do we go skating?
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