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We'll be right back.

Thank you.

Ryan, your brother died a hero serving his country. We all loved him very much,

but he's gone now.

No, they never found him. They didn't even try.

Ryan, please, come back.

He could still be out there someplace.

I'm here for you, little brother. But I don't dare get any closer.

Not till I understand what I've become.

Finally, I've found Mantaman the Killy Teal.

Grab that boy!

Manta Man.

Paranoid, let him go.

I know how much he means to you.

What do you want?

Follow these instructions exactly, and the boy will be fine.

Don't worry, Ryan.

How do you know my name?

I'll save you, little brother.

It's all my fault. I should never have put my family in jeopardy like that.

I'm sorry.

I got you guys out of bed.

Hey, that's what buds are for.

Besides, sharks don't really sleep.

Absolutely.

Speak for yourself.

So let's see this note Paranoid gave you. To get Ryan back, Paranoid wants

to hijack two jets?

Yes. One will be carrying the leader of Latonia, and the other has the Cochnean

president aboard.

They're meeting President Horn tomorrow, aren't they? Some kind of peace talks.

We'd better wake Dave.

Dave? The president.

It's an honor to meet you, man -to -man.

It's an honor to meet you, Mr. President.

You were one of our best astronauts, and we all owe you a debt of gratitude for

stopping Paranoid's grain maker scheme.

Thank you, sir.

So, Paranoid wants you to hijack the Latonian and Cochnian presidents for

private jets?

Yes. Question is, why those two countries, Mr. Press?

Latonia and Cochnia have been thrashing each other for years, right?

Right. Each claim ownership of the uranium mines sitting on their border.

Uranium? You think paranoid's building a bomb?

Nah, a bomb's not Dr. Parabasoid's style.

It's got to be something bigger.

One thing's certain. With the leaders of both those countries missing, the

area's going to be in chaos.

The perfect opportunity for Dr.

P to get his hooks on that uranium.

That maniac must be stopped.

For good this time.

Man -to -man, I'll give you the coordinates of a secret airfield where

hide the planes after you've hijacked them. Excuse me, sir. Did you say hijack

them? Yes.

Exactly.

What?

What is that?

I've got the first one. Moving in on the second.

It's coming at 2 ,000 feet below you. South, south west.

I've got it in sight.

I do not believe what I am seeing.

We are being hijacked.

I've got the boat. We're coming in now.

Okay, they're below radar range.

Detonate, on my mark.

Got you, Redmeister.

Now!

Yes!

Danielle? I've got that story I told you about. This will be the most

fantabulous story of your career.

Right, the south coast of Iceland.

Just keep an eye on Dr. Paradigm. I'll be in touch.

How dare you hijack my jet?

You! I knew you must be behind this outrage!

Me? I had nothing to do with it.

This creature is working for you.

Wait, now hold on. If you'll just calm down, I'll explain everything.

Everything okay, Mr. Benjamin?

Could be worse.

I can't think of what that could be.

Stop that!

Gentlemen, leave!

On to the coach me and Latonian border?

Right away!

What are you doing anyway?

What is that thing?

I'm glad you asked, boy.

What you are witnessing is history in the making. This is the Genesis

the answer to the world's woes. I shall explode it in the stratosphere,

transforming the entire world into genetically sound creatures of my

You mean like him?

You're a maniac, mister.

The presidents of Latonia and Kochnia are missing after their planes

crashed into each other in a freak accident over southern Iceland.

Crashed? Most authentic, man -to -man.

The two leaders were en route to peace talks with President Horn.

They had recently called a ceasefire between their two countries after a

seven -year war. Tensions are mounting in the two countries.

President Horn is pleading for calm until the two men's fates are known.

Excellent.

While their guard is down, I get their uranium to power my satellite.

Killamari, watch the brat.

Tentacle, Reptil, come with me.

Manta Man's gonna stop you.

Manta Man?

But he's the one who brought down those jets.

Only because you made him, you wacko.

Shut up, boy, or I'll cross your DNA with this sea slug. They don't talk

Quickly, get me my uranium.

Time to kick some spin.

Dr. Jack!

You've been it, Slimazoid. We got this whole sick little caper on tape.

Three shots.

I was wondering when you'd turn up.

Terribly sorry, but taping me will do no good.

Want to tell me why, Dr.

Para -abnormal?

Simple. That taste.

History.

And so are you.

Doubtful, glamour.

Take them into the mine.

Steal them inside.

By the time you escape, the world shall have realized genetic perfection.

And there will be nothing you street sharks can do to stop me.

plan is going to bug this thing.

Yeah, we need a new plan.

Got any ideas, Ben?

Well, I still got my camera battery. Maybe I could rig it to short circuit

force field.

Anything's worth a try.

Here goes, dudes.

Oh, hey, something's happening.

Do it again.

Manta Man, it's Ripster. The uranium mines are Latonius.

They have been for 50 years.

Before which, that region was all Kuchnia for over 100 years.

What do you know about Kuchnia? You are a fool.

I can barely hear you. Do you mind?

Speak up, Ripster. We just heard paranoids giving a press conference. Try

tune in if you have a radio or TV.

How does the Genesis satellite work, Dr. Paradigm?

The Genesis satellite is, quite simply, the answer to the world's woes. Once

activated in the stratosphere, it will emit what I call a universal

Universal inoculation?

Let's just say the human race will never again suffer from disease or any other

human frailties. The Genesis satellite will usher in a whole new era for

mankind.

Yeah, a new era of monsters like you.

Mantaman will stop him. Or the street sharks will. Somebody has to.

How about a shot of you with the satellite before it's launched?

Would you step in a little closer?

Certainly.

Ben, Danielle.

A bit farther, it'll be a much better shot.

How's this?

Great. That's great, Dr. Paradigm.

A perfect shot of you and your Genesis satellite under this warm Arizona sun.

Satellite? So that's what Paravazoid is up to.

Denver Airfield, 15 miles southwest of Phoenix. Hurry! Gotcha, Danielle.

We're on our way.

Yes, Ripster. I'll leave right away. This paradigm?

Heat, steel, uranium for satellite?

That is my country's uranium.

It won't matter whose uranium it is if he launches that satellite. I have to

Someone will be here for you soon.

Five,

four, three, two, one.

Beautiful,

isn't it?

Uh, yeah.

Yeah.

Street Shock shall witness my moment of ultimate triumph.

Gotta hop in and snag that rocket.

Let's do it.

Game's up, punkazoid.

We're shutting you down permanently.

Start taping, Daniel. These criminals are trying to stop my humanitarian

Humanitarian? Don't make me laugh.

Give me a break.

Let's bring out the real you, piranha face.

Duck guy!

Ah!

No! No!

Come on, piranha. Show the world that toothy grin of yours.

I love you, straight guy!

You getting all this?

Life eat coat to coat.

Catch it!

Genesis satellite would end all the world's woes.

This was what was inside, ladies and gentlemen.

Enough genetic contaminants to deform every human on Earth.

Don't listen to this genetic freak.

He's a liar and a hijacker. I have the proof right here. This tape is the last

transmission from the Letonian and Cochnian jets.

This crazed monstrosity caused them to crash.

He's no monstrosity.

He's my brother, Terence Morton.

The astronaut.

Oh, Ryan.

How did you know?

Your voice seemed kind of familiar, and then I kind of knew my brother. I knew

you were alive.

I just knew it.

This is preposterous. This creature is a hijacker, and this tape will prove it.

It's bogus, piranha maniac.

Ben's recorded that tape to fool you.

That's right. The presidents of Cochnia and Latonia are alive and well. See for

yourself.

Manta Man is a hero.

For once, we agree.

Manta Man forced us to start talking and end the madness between our two

countries. News to me.

Dr. Paradigm not only masterminded this hijacking and kidnapped this poor boy,

but he's also a traitor to his country. He gene -washed Vice President Russell

in hopes of destroying my presidency.

Thankfully, the Vice President is now recuperating.

Get the jet. Any comment, Dr. Paradigm?

That's absurd!

Ridiculous!

May I join this celebration?

You can.

Jotham! Yeah!

You got it, Ryan.

Jotham!

Terry. Oh, Terry, you're back.

I'm not really Terry.

It's complicated.

I don't care what's happened to you. You will always be my son.

I'll always be close by.

Looks like Manta Man isn't too comfortable in his own skin yet.

Well, hey, we've all been there, right?

Use that!

Sooner or later, he'll figure out who he is.

The guy's a hero.

That's who he is.

We couldn't have bagged Paranoid without him.

Speaking of which, I wonder what Dr. Schizoid and his sea slugs are doing

Dig, you fool. Dig back.

When I get out of here, those street sharks are going to pay.