Original subtitles

[man's voice] Monday April 18, 2049, 7am.

Morning glorious!

May I be the first to tell you how fully stellenarious you look.

As usual.

Don't forget, science test today.

Plus, if and when the predicted Class Five solar flare arrives,

you will for sure want to check it out.

I know, I know. This all seemed decidedly more amusing last night.

Have you had a chance to check this latest data?

The molecular changes in Max's marrow...

We're closing in on it, honey.

I really feel like all of our hard work is about to pay off.

Why wasn't she in the mess module for breakfast this morning?

I don't know. Are you sure she's even awake yet?

Zenon?

Zenon, it's 7:45.

Cetus-Lupeedus, how'd it get to be so late?

Get moving, please. Your Dad and I have to get to the lab. Come on.

Remember, you loathe waking up this way.

Time Minor, Tasks Major.

Oh, shut up.

There's one thing to be thankful for. At least you don't live down there.

I'm going to be in so much trouble.

Excuse me, coming through.

The kitchen, Zenon, is closed.

No, wait! I didn't... Wait, wait... No! Ow! Ow!

[computer voice] Decompression drill at 1100 hours.

Overslept again, huh?

Thanks, Gemma. You're a life saver.

Excuse me. Coming through.

Come on. Hurry.

No... Wait, wait, wait! No, no, no, no!

Not good. This is not good.

Also the fusion trays in the cafeteria are misfiring.

Tell Andy in engineering to use...

Oh! Morning glorious, Commander Plank.

Walk, Zenon. Walk.

[voice on PA] Electrical malfunction in elevator number three.

Please use alternate routes.

[electrical zapping]

[voices overlapping]

[zapping]

[woman] This sound is hurting my ears.

Yes!

[man] Hold it! Watch out!

[man 2] Zenon!

[girl] Late again, girl.

[boy] You're gonna get busted.

[chattering continues]

Good morning, class.

Good morning, Mr. Perez.

As we were saying yesterday,

perhaps the most remarkable thing about President Clinton

is that, unlike her father, Bill,

who also held the office at the close of the last century,

President Chelsea Clinton has taken a forceful and unwavering stand

in favor of the harvesting of underwater vegetation

as a major source of energy and food.

Ms. Clinton believes our oceans are the new frontier.

She has repeatedly stated a firm...

[man's voice] ...one of the hottest groups in rock, Microbe,

and lead singer, Proto Zoa,

will become the first group to perform live in space.

They are going to appear on the WyndComm Space Station next month.

[squeals]

Zenon Kar?

Is there something you wish to share with the class? Hmm?

Uh... no, Mr. Perez.

I guess I got all flared-up because...

I never knew history could be so thrilling.

Ah! I'm glad you're thrilled.

Yeah.

As I was saying, Chelsea Clinton has taken a...

When I tell you the real reason I squeaked, you're gonna go nova.

No, no, wait. Super nova, guaranteed.

Oh, just tell me.

Microbe is coming here!

For the very first rock concert in space.

[screaming]

What happened? What'd I miss?

Zenon says Microbe's coming right to this very station.

Not a Giant Screen performance, not a hologram.

They're appearing in their heart-fluttering flesh.

I heard it on the CRR News!

[all screaming]

Zenon, please, control yourself.

Control myself? Yes, sir, Commander. Lieutenant Schiff.

Control myself.

Control myself?

When my all-time Crush Major is coming to our humble halls?

[squealing quietly]

Let's spread the word!

[girls] Microbe's coming! Microbe's coming!

Microbe? They're about as thermo as some band from back in 2025.

According to who, Aquila? They happen to be the greatest ever.

Their songs have melodies. I mean, those guys are so anti-matter

you can actually understand their lyrics.

What'd you expect?

[both] Men!

Wait, wait. I still haven't told you the best part. They're having a contest.

The winner gets to dance on stage with Proto Zoa! Can you believe it?

I'm going to get to dance with Proto Zoa!

Who said it's gonna be you?

What is she, new in the galaxy?

Ladies and gentlemen. Ladies and gentlemen.

May I have your attention for a moment. Please? Thank you.

Now, as all of you undoubtedly already know,

given that gossip travels at the speed of light here in space...

[laughter]

...Parker Wyndham, owner and chief operating officer

of our parent company, WyndComm,

will be paying our space station a visit on Friday.

[murmuring]

Shh, shh, shh...

Now, I don't think I'm giving away any secrets

when I say this has not been our finest year.

March we had cooling system leaks, May brought power blackouts.

And that small, unfortunate computer room fire.

Yes, that small fire.

Well, our space station is 27 years old, people.

The fact is, it needs major improvements and repairs.

And since many of you are so close

to successfully completing your most prodigious experiments,

it would be a shame to have Wyndham shut us down at such a juncture.

Well, he'll never do that because we won't let him, right?

[cheering]

Yes, I know. I know we feel that way, but our job is to convince Wyndham.

We need to get him excited about our research, to show him things.

Like the fine work on bone marrow density

being done by Mark and Astrid Kar,

that could literally save millions of lives.

Wyndham needs to understand why so many of us

have devoted so much of our lives to this place.

He needs to see that we are a dedicated, hard-working,

cost-conscious asset

that he simply cannot afford to abandon!

[cheering]

Now, I'm counting on each and every one of you.

I know you will make me proud.

[applause]

[computer voice] Sterilizer activated.

[buzzing]

Sorry to barge, you guys, but I'm in Hysteria Mode Major.

What's gonna happen to us if the Wyndham beast rockets up

and hangs a condemned sign on our space-stay?

Slow down, Zee. Retro-fire.

But I've been here since I was five, and I don't want to live anyplace else.

No one is going anywhere.

But Commander Plank said...

All we have to do is convince Wyndham how valuable our work is, so we will.

We couldn't do our experiments anywhere but a space station.

Because you need a lab with a weightless chamber. I know.

Hi, Cleo.

[Astrid] She actually listens to us once in a while.

Wow.

So, Wyndham would have to be a Scrooge Major to shut us down?

Oh, exactly. I mean, once he is here,

we will blast him into orbital bliss Major,

with all the great things our scientists are doing.

If you're so concerned about his visit, help out.

How?

Start by trying to keep your gang in line while Wyndham's aboard.

No air duct cruising, no recycle bin diving,

and please, please, try to stay out of restricted zones.

OK.

Thank you.

You'd fully blow an O-ring if we had to return to Earth, huh, Mom?

Mom?

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. Absolutely.

Hey honey, um,

why don't you let us get back to work, OK, sweetheart?

See you at dinner?

Love you.

Bye.

[rock music plays]

I think that if Microbe's coming all the way from Earth,

somebody's getting rich off of it.

So young and yet so cynical.

Everything down there is motivated by money.

Everything down there is motivated by self-defense.

You've gotta watch for germs, speeding trucks, earthquakes, madmen, muggers...

You were in kindergarten when we came up here.

My mom's told me stories.

She was in that horrible earthquake back in '35.

And once she got robbed at gunpoint.

Why do you think her mom was so anxious to bring her up here?

Can I borrow this?

Yes.

Down on Earth, people with runny noses are packed together like microchips.

Yeah, I've never even sneezed.

Plus, Earth's gravity adds about 30 pounds to you.

Can you imagine playing?

The weather? One minute you have rain, then snow.

Then a fully anti-matter tornado.

How would you ever know what to wear? This too?

Yes.

Face it, our lives are like a day at the Jovian moon compared to theirs.

Yeah, yeah. But I still think...

Don't, OK?

That's when he ends up in trouble.

We'll have to ice while Wyndham's here.

It's only three or four days. How hard can it possibly be?

For you? Impossible.

Lunarious bracelet, Neb.

Thanks. I found the disks in a Satellite Lab recycling bin.

They have the best throwaways.

I decorated two whole t-shirts with their discards. I'll show you.

As fascinating as this is, are we gonna do something tonight or what?

Oh, it would be stellar if we could catch

the Class Five Solar Flare that's due.

That won't peak 'til 4:00 this morning.

What better way to enjoy it with Adult Interference Minor?

I can't believe you guys are chickening out on me.

If my dad found out I swiped the code book to get us down here,

he'll go into global meltdown.

Why?

Tell him we simply needed to gain a deeper understanding

of our native environment.

Couldn't you be happy watching the thing in here?

I mean, we have a perfect view.

Why be in the audience, Neb, when you have a chance to be center stage?

Come on.

[hissing]

All right, let's rock and roll! Whoo!

Now remember, if you hear anybody coming, tug on my tether.

Are you sure about this?

Trust me, Lynx, it's the only way to fly!

Good to go!

I hope she knows what she's doing.

[Nebula] Yeah. Me, too.

Whoa.

[squealing]

[gasping]

[groaning]

I don't understand why I'm getting all the blame?

The other kids were down there, too.

Excuse me, but were the other kids out of the craft?

Lynx told her mother the entire thing was your idea.

Really nice! Why would she go and say that?

Oh, I don't know. Probably because everything always is.

Must make you proud to know you're raising a leader, huh?

Stow the jokes, Zenon. This is serious.

You guys are constantly begging me to take a greater interest in science.

Then tonight when I finally do, everyone gets all gaseous on me.

An unauthorized middle-of-the-night space walk

is hardly what we had in mind.

Sweetheart, what if your tether broke?

What if we got bombarded by a sudden meteor shower?

I can handle myself. I'm 13.

Then you better start acting like it.

You have to admit, it was pretty stellar.

It was probably the best one we will ever have an opportunity to see.

Those colors were undulating. It was almost like a religious ex...

You were still very wrong to go out in it.

That is exactly the kind of thing that cannot happen when Wyndham's here.

Are we clear?

Yes, ma'am.

It's tough, but if we don't buckle down while Wyndham's here,

he could have our mission scrubbed.

Scrubbed, Zenon. As in over for all of us.

Do you want to be a part of causing that?

You know that I would only say this as a last resort,

but mess up again and your father and I will be forced to ground you.

[electronic beeping]

That is the third time this month you have pushed her into the Stress Helmet.

I know.

Behave before she ends up in the Chill Chamber.

I know, you're right.

[both] But those colors were stellar!

Want to see my entry for the Microbe contest?

It's not finished or anything, but what do you think?

[gasping]

I didn't know you could do a whole sculpture.

Man, I just did a dumb essay about what dancing with Proto Zoa would mean to me.

You're a lunarious writer, Neb.

I'm sure it was Impressive Major.

Mm-hmm.

You don't have any stellar chain I could use for his guitar, do you?

No. But tomorrow's compactor day.

Right, right.

I'm sure the Discard Bin's filled with all kinds of junk.

Let's go.

Can't. Math homework.

Oh, yeah.

Have you met the Wyndham beast yet?

Not yet. But I heard he got in a few hours ago.

And because life isn't hard enough, Plank-the-Blank plucked my parents

into being his tour guides. Pressure Major or what?

[computer voice] Artificial gravity malfunction in level four.

Artificial gravity malfunction...

And right down here you see the biology lab and the anti-gravity.

Mom, Dad!

I've been looking all over for you guys.

Uh-huh.

Mr. Wyndham. Hi, I'm Zenon.

I didn't mean to interrupt your tour, but I've heard so much about you.

I couldn't wait to make your acquaintance.

It's a pleasure to meet you.

This is my assistant, Mr. Lutz.

Hi.

Oh, is that Proto Zoa I see?

Oh, yeah.

You know, I happen to be quite a microscope fan myself.

I'm considering coming back up for the concert next month.

You'll be attending?

Oh, wouldn't miss it for all the stardust in the galaxy.

[all laughing]

Tell me, Zenon, and tell me honestly,

how do you like living up here in space?

Well, the life your very generous support

has created for me and my rads

is the most lunarious and interesting way any kid could hope to grow up.

The experiments, the research we get to watch, the amazing teamwork,

the unique view of the universe...

Thank you, Mr. Wyndham. Thank you.

Well, let me just say, if you ever consider a career in PR, my dear,

WyndComm Enterprises could definitely use your services.

And how. Well...

Well, uh, math homework. Sorry.

Uh, right down here we have the cryogenics lab.

She's very verbal.

[Mark] Zenon's never short on energy.

As soon as I told Mr. Wyndham I loved TurboMaster movies,

he started quoting all the dialogue, doing all the voices.

It was hilarious.

You know, when he looked over my mom's Reflex System data,

he actually understood it. Not even my dad can do that.

[Zenon] Something about that guy shivers me out.

What are you talking about? I mean, he's a great guy.

Calling Planet Leo. The only thing that should be that smooth and oily

is a propulsion module solar coil.

This is from the girl that said I was cynical.

I wish I could explain it more.

I just get the very creepy feeling that something doesn't quite fit.

Sorry, but every time you get one of these feelings,

it always ends up in Disaster Major.

[Wyndham laughing]

[gasping]

[grunting]

[screaming, grunting]

[gasping] Good evening.

Hi.

Do you always hang out in trash bins in the middle of the night?

I've, uh, uh... ...killer insomnia, ya know?

Going down there really helps to Zen me out.

Fascinating.

You're up kinda late yourself.

Mr. Wyndham likes the latest interglobal stock quotations when he wakes up.

And I was hoping that I could use these computers to get a jump on it.

Oh. It wouldn't help to go in here.

This is just the Main Memory Bank.

Besides, it's a restricted area. Class Four.

"Any unauthorized presence will be a Danger Major to the entire base."

Thank you very much for enlightening me. Well, goodnight now.

Aren't you going upstairs?

Soon enough.

Pleasant dreams.

Hmm...

What?

It's so dark and inky around here,

I'd hate to have to go all the way up to the habitation module alone.

Please?

My goodness, you are exhausting.

Perfect, huh?

Now that I've exhausted you, you might as well go up and go to sleep.

Thanks.

[Perez] For thousands of years

regular polyhedrons have been a source of great fascination

for mathematicians and scientists alike.

The philosophers of ancient Greece looked at these principles

as the universe's guiding forces.

It was the conjecture of the great philosopher, Pythagoras,

that our universe was ruled by numbers,

that all forces of nature obeyed their very specific laws.

[crashing]

Polyhedrons have been a source...

I know why you're so wiped. You stayed up to tail Wyndham's toady?

Lutz-the-Klutz? Yeah.

He's itching to get into that Memory Bank.

You told your mother your suspicions?

She just said I was into Drama Mode Major.

I'm gonna find out what Wyndham and Lutz are really up to.

And then all of you will be thanking me.

See ya.

Bye.

Bye, Mom.

Honey, honey...

Your dad and I both really want to say thanks.

For what?

For being terrific when Wyndham's around.

You are making a sincere effort to stay out of trouble,

and we want you to know that we appreciate it.

Sweat Minor, Mom.

Oh, gotta lift off. It's a Microbe moment!

? Zoom, zoom, zoom Make the heart go boom, boom ?

? Zoom, zoom, zoom Make the heart go boom, boom ?

I love that song.

[music playing]

? Our love is automatic ?

? Zoom, zoom, zoom ?

Over here! Hurry!

It's starting!

What are you guys doing here?

I thought you fully loathed Microbe.

We do. We just wanna see you two go nuclear

when the winner turns out to be some sub-dwarf third grader.

[all] Six, five, four, three, two, one!

[squealing]

Good evening, out of sight rock and rollers!

Are you primed and pumped for our arrival?

[squealing]

Could he be more Gorgeous Major?

I'm gonna faint, I swear.

Our judges scrutinized, criticized and categorized your entries, space fans.

Now it is time to declare a winner.

[squealing]

The winning entry is...

Should I maybe milk this a little bit longer?

No!

The winning entry in the Dance With Me contest is...

...13-year old Zenon Kar.

I won? I really won?

Big surprise.

[screaming]

Congratulations, Zenon.

I can't wait to get up there to meet you!

You're so lucky.

The only thing inky about me winning, Neb, is it means you didn't.

Hey, my best friend won, so who cares?

Yeah. But I still wish it could have been the both of us.

Thanks. Me, too.

Hey! Good. There you are. Look... You can't keep it or anything.

Just write down what you need, and give it back quick.

Thanks, Leo. I owe you.

Yeah.

But if you get popped, don't tell them where you got the code.

What code?

Hold this a sec.

Wait. You're not doing this to spy on Lutz again, are you?

Why not?

Because if you get busted,

you know it's just gonna ruin everything.

I ever tell you, you worry too much?

With you for my B.F., you better be glad I'm not dead from the stress.

Oh, I am.

Thanks.

Bye.

Zee!

[banging]

[whimpering]

OK.

One... three...

...five... zero...

Start.

[alarm buzzing]

No, no, no!

One... three... four... five...

[alarm continues blaring]

I'm so glad you're here. There was this guy, and...

Commander Plank!

We need to talk.

Yes, we do.

Why won't you guys listen to me?

I didn't break into the Memory Bank.

Lutz did. I was only down there to spy on him.

Because...?

Because I knew he was up to something inky and nobody would listen to me!

Would you mind telling me what led you to this outrageous conclusion?

For one thing, Wyndham's eyes. Have you ever looked at 'em?

I mean, when he's lying, they do this flickering thing.

And since everybody else is so convinced he's up here to help us,

I was fully following my gut to prove he's not.

I spoke to Mr. Lutz and Mr. Wyndham.

Neither has been out of his quarters since dinner.

That's not true! They're lying! I saw Lutz.

Why would I be making this up?

An attempt to save your own skin.

[Mark] Commander!

The security team says you didn't tamper with the data banks.

And for that we can all be grateful.

I don't think you realize how serious this is, Zenon.

Being in a Class Four zone,

you could've put everybody on this station at risk.

But I didn't do anything!

Clearly, not for lack of trying.

Silence Major!

This is the last straw, Zenon.

Now I'm leaving the punishment to your discretion, but do know this.

Unless you impose a sentence as severe as the crime,

I'll be forced to take action myself.

But you're not...

Zee!

But listen to me! Please!

Let's go.

No!

I honestly think if you put these on, it'll help all of us.

Or not.

You have put us in a very difficult position, Zenon.

You can't imagine how much I don't want to do what I have to do now.

But you haven't left us any choice.

What?

I'm sorry, Zee. Your mother... and I...

...have contacted your Aunt Judy.

Aunt Judy?

She hates space, she hates to travel.

You wanna bring her up here to be my "keeper"?

You don't get it, Zee. We're grounding you.

I understand that.

No, Zee. I mean, we're really grounding you.

What?

No. No, you can't...

Mom? Mom!

[Astrid] I'm sorry, honey.

Dad?

So, the rumor's true? Zenon's really outta here?

Isn't it the most gaseous thing ever?

They're shipping her off this afternoon.

Wait, wait, wait.

[computer voice] All off-duty personnel to mess module.

Oh!

This is stellar.

Ladies and gentlemen, Parker Wyndham.

[applause]

When I came up here, I half expected to be confronted

with exhaustion and frustration.

What I found instead was incredible, unwavering dedication.

Yes, there's room for improvement here. Oh, yes.

But, overall, I could not be prouder of the great pioneering spirit

that I've encountered up here on the WyndComm Space Station.

Because of it, I am hereby pledging an additional $500 million...

...to go to the perpetuation and repairs of this, your beloved base.

Call it a vote of confidence in the many benefits I know we will all reap

from the remarkable research and experimentation being conducted up here.

Thank you very much.

[cheering]

Thank you. Thank you so much.

If anyone's reaping benefits, it has to be you.

[voice on PA] Shuttle departure in three minutes from Bay Four.

Shuttle departure in three minutes from Bay Four.

He's not shutting us down. He gave us more money.

Maybe you were wrong about him.

Et tu, Nebula?

Quoting Billy Shakespeare. You must be inked out.

Well, I made you something. It's no big deal or anything.

It's for good luck.

Here.

It's lunarious, Neb. Thanks.

How's that look?

Sincerely stellar.

I'm scared, Nebula.

After all the inky stuff my mom's told me about Earth,

how am I ever gonna survive?

Well, avoid tornadoes,

don't drink the water

and Data Zap me every day.

I've gotta go. My ex-parents are coming.

See ya.

Thanks for all your help and good work.

Yeah. Sure. Thank you.

Stand by for shuttle departure.

I have to travel all the way down there with them?

Mr. Wyndham is doing us a great favor taking you along on his ship.

Oh yeah, big favor to me.

About ready, ma'am?

If we miss our weather window, our flight will be scrubbed today.

Break my heart.

Look, Zee, we know this is hard.

But why don't you try to see it like an opportunity, an adventure?

Yes, you have traveled the universe,

but you have never really lived outside of these walls.

Don't worry, honey.

We will bring you back as fast as we can.

We love you.

[buzzing]

[woman] Is everyone strapped in back there?

We're ready for lift-off.

[man] Ten... nine... eight...

seven... six... five...

four... three... two... one...

We're showing separation.

Roger that. Confirming separation.

Tango-delta-bravo, this is WyndComm Center.

We show on-board power switchover, internal sync at zero plus minus.

Good and good.

Start emission clock on my mark. Three... two... one.

Emission clock is running. We have status created across the board.

Flight ops says you are good to go.

[man] Tango-delta-bravo, we show sub time at zero-eight-23-zero.

Telemetry, direct reach to three-two-zero.

Three-two-zero. Got that?

[groaning]

[Wyndham] We'll be there momentarily.

[sneezes]

[woman] Is she OK?

[man] Is she all right?

[woman] Are you OK?

Thank you, gravity.

[Wyndham] Are you all right?

I'm fine.

[groaning]

[grunting]

Zenon, your aunt will pick you up at the main gate.

That's right over there. Good luck.

Ya know, you may fool a lot of people, Mr. Wyndham, but just know,

you don't fool me.

[gasping]

What's wrong with you?

Uh, nothing.

Nothing at all. I've got everything under control.

Fine. Let's go. We're gonna be late for the meeting.

[distant sirens blaring]

[horn honking]

Doll face, is that you?

You look like the Zenon I knew as a baby.

Only taller, and more miserable.

[sniffing] Yeah, afraid so.

Hi! Oh...

I can't believe you made it. Flying through space like that.

I would rather face 62 weeks of dental surgery.

Terra firma. That's my motto. [stamps foot]

The firma the betta. Get it?

So, how's your mom? Still skinny as a rail, I'll bet. Yeah?

Here. Let me get your bag. [groans]

Are you starved?

I don't know. I guess.

Yeah? I'd take you home and make you something myself,

but I figure you've been traumatized enough for one day.

[giggles]

OK... let's go.

Yeah, yeah, OK. I'm gonna be calling.

Excuse me. Oh!

[sneezes]

Wait!

[pop music playing]

Oh, there's a table.

[boy] Take a look at what's coming.

You don't see that every day.

Who would want to?

Oh, boy.

Why they sent you to me, I'll never understand.

I know zip about kids. I didn't even get 'em when I was one of 'em.

You do eat this sort of stuff, don't you? Pizza, burgers, fries?

I've never had any of it.

Our food is hydroponically grown, no dirt, no preservatives,

no artificial coloring.

Wow! Put that much purity into my system, I'd be dead in 24 hours.

Isn't that outfit viral?

This place doesn't look like anything what I've seen on the news.

It's like some time warped village supreme.

Well, that's part of its appeal.

All those overhead monorails and high-rise megaliths

in New York and L.A., it's enough to make your head spin.

Here, we just let progress take its sweet time.

Well, listen, hon.

While you decide, I'm gonna go wash my hands.

Ultra graphic and historic.

Hey... pay attention!

So, like I was saying...

Absolve me from interrupting, but my pack and I have a bet.

They think that with those clothes and that do, or shall I say, "don't",

you must be from some Viral Extreme place like Eastern Jersey.

I guessed you were simply getting a six-month head start on Halloween.

You win. It's the Halloween thing.

Now lend me that mask you're wearing

and I'll have the most hideous Major costume ever.

Ooh! That was good.

Not bad.

Can we scrub this mission, please? I suddenly lost my appetite.

Pretty gorgeous, huh?

They're interesting, but what's their purpose?

I mean, our hydroponic chambers are for producing oxygen,

but you've got plenty of that.

Oh, down here, not everything has to have a purpose, hon.

Some things are just good for your soul.

[knocking]

Hi.

I know that this is the part

where I'm supposed to offer great words of wisdom and comfort,

but that's why I'm such a bad grownup.

I'm incredibly inept at this stuff.

Sweat Minor, Aunt Judy.

I'm really glad you're here.

A little family connection, it's nice. It's been such a long time.

If you don't mind me asking,

how come you've never gotten married or had any kids?

Well, unlike you, sweetie,

I've always been petrified

of putting myself out there, or taking a risk.

Yeah. Look where it's gotten me.

Oh, no! No, no.

You're my hero. You're brave.

Well now, on that soul-bearing little note...

Good night.

Zenon, just...

...know that I'm around if you need me.

[electronic beeping]

A blocking chip has been installed in this unit.

Calls can only be made to...

[Astrid] Mark and Astrid Kar.

What?

A blocking chip...

I heard you, I heard you.

Thanks a metric ton, folks.

Banish me, cut me off...

One Sin Minor and my life is a living Black Hole!

[chattering]

[beeping]

Hey.

Good morning.

Settle now, please.

If I may have your attention...

We have a new student joining us today. Her name is Radon Kar.

Actually, it's Zenon.

Like that's a whole lot better?

[laughter]

People, people. Zenon is no ordinary visiting student.

She comes to us having spent eight years on the WyndComm Space Station.

Hope she's had her shots.

[laughter]

Now, that's enough, Margie.

I'm sure there's a great deal that Zenon can teach us while she's here,

if you'll all be wise enough to give her that chance.

[whistle blowing]

Come on, let's go, Tracy! Come on, let's go...

Come on, pull, pull.

Beat your time. Do it! Pull, pull!

Come on. Pull.

That's it, keep it up...

OK, uh, new girl, you can swim, can't you?

Sweat Minor, Commander.

I once swam from Perseus to Pleiades in a Class Five solar flare.

[scoffs]

OK... Go!

Hey!

Come on. You're OK. You're OK. It's all right.

I thought you said you could swim?

Yeah... in space.

Welcome to Earth.

I would've been OK, ya know. You just never gave me the chance.

Hold it over the flame more, it needs to be hotter.

A little more.

[screaming]

I did exactly what you said to do.

I heated it to 250 degrees Celsius.

Down here we're still using Fahrenheit.

[Margie] So, you made it twice as hot?

One seventy-five, please.

One-seventy-five what?

Oh, money. You must mean money.

Where she comes from, they don't have cash.

Yeah, we just barter with moon rocks and alien skulls.

I'll pay you back.

You know, the truth is, I think it's pretty macro you grew up in space.

Yeah? Well, I think it's "macro" you grew up here on Earth.

No, no, no. Go easy. "Macro" is a good thing.

"Micro" is bad. "Viral" is nasty.

"Graphic" is beautiful.

Excuse me.

But I studied my schedule and nowhere on it does it say anything

about taking a foreign language.

"Forget about Wyndham," Nebula says.

"Who cares if he's up to something inky?"

Do I listen? Do I ever? Oh, no.

You heard about that concert in space?

Yeah.

One girl gets to dance with Proto Zoa?

Did anybody tell you that, that lucky girl was supposed to be me?

No lie? You won that contest?

Uh-huh. But will I be there for my Glory Moment Major? Negative.

I'll be here getting blown up and drowned in a torture chamber

people call school because I couldn't mind my own business.

Would it make any difference if there was some lesson you could learn?

Something about the dangers of jumping to conclusions?

No. Because I still fully believe I was right!

If you could have just seen that look Lutz gave me before I left them.

OK then, would it make any sense to go and discuss this with Parker Wyndham?

Cetus-Lupeedus, no! Whatever's going on up in that space-stay,

he and Lutz are in it together. I can feel it.

[Judy] Wait. Why is my door open?

Nothing like this has happened to me before.

I understand.

Anyways, thank you for everything, Officer.

Uh-huh.

I hope you find him.

And lock the door on your way out.

You bet.

Well, this place is really turning out to be

everything your mother warned you about, isn't it?

Not a lot of crime in space, I'll bet.

Nowhere for the bad guys to run to.

You know, the oddest thing is, none of my stuff seems to be missing.

What about you?

It's all here.

I don't buy this random break-in stuff.

It was and Lutz and Wyndham.

What would they be looking for?

[screams]

So, guess you're surviving?

Barely.

Look, this is Difficult Major for me,

but I have this situation I'm dealing with,

and I could fully use a little help.

Last time I tried to help you, I nearly got whiplash from the verbal assault.

Well, obviously, your life is so lunarious you can't relate.

But I was having a very bad day.

I'm sorry.

Look, I'd like to help, but I can't. I'm on my way out.

I work at a stable. You know, with horses.

It's kind of cool. Do you want to check it out?

No, thanks.

Suit yourself.

Real horses?

Does it always smell like this around here?

Yeah. It's great, isn't it?

That's not exactly the word I would have picked.

Cetus-Lupeedus!

Pretty alpha, huh?

Pretty... humongous.

You're not scared of them, are you?

Me? No. Of course not.

He's going to stay in his little box, isn't he?

Sure. Until I let him out.

Out? Why would you want to let him out?

I thought you weren't scared?

I'm not. I just think he looks very content where he is.

This is Pogo. I'm going to bring him out and brush him now, all right?

[whinnying]

See how mellow he is?

I think he likes you.

Wanna give it a try?

Not like that.

Come on.

Come on.

Like this.

It's not so scary, is it?

You want to ride him?

Oh no. I can't do this. Mistake Major.

Just swing your leg over. You'll be all right.

I'm up. I did it!

Cetus-Lupeedus, it's so high.

Ready?

Go, Pogo.

[laughing]

I've never seen an ocean.

It was so beautiful out there.

Yeah. So, your Aunt Judy said it was OK for you to go to dinner?

Roger that.

Now, riding a bike is something you do know how to do, right?

Greg, practically our whole space-stay gym is made up of bikes.

[crashing]

Did I mention that those were stationary bikes?

[pop music plays]

Stellar!

A food that gives a whole new meaning to the term "O-rings".

Oh, hot, hot! But good. So good.

OK, what else can we order?

Whoa.

Slow down. I said I'd buy you dinner, not 10 dinners.

I know but I can't stop. It all tastes so fully illegal.

Considering how many horses I'm gonna have to groom to pay for tonight,

I'm glad to know you're loving it.

I am.

See, in space we can only eat what we can cultivate.

Cows and little piggies definitely don't make the cut.

None of that bothers you?

It's home, Greg.

I've lived there since I was a little kid.

Cetus-Lupeedus!

What?

Lutz... where did he go?

Who?

Lutz, I said. I saw him.

He was staring at me.

The guy that works for the WyndComm guy? You sure?

Mondo-sure. Come on, Greg. Time for Evasion Mode Major.

Check!

Oh! Could my legs be any whiter?

They like glow-in-the-dark.

They're fine.

Is it OK to...?

Yeah. Sure. Go ahead.

[gasps]

It's freezing.

Well, what did you expect?

I don't know.

Everything here is so... different from what I thought it would be.

To me, your whole planet's just one big Mystery Extreme.

[electronic beeping]

Speaking of mysteries, from what I can see,

the whole WyndComm operation's not nearly as Midas as it used to be.

What did you uncover?

Financial forms, confidential memos.

You hacked into their internal data bank?

Without breaking a sweat.

Stellar!

So, why would Wyndham promise the space-stay more money

if he didn't have it?

That's the alpha question, isn't it?

All right, tell me again the weird look Lutz gave you.

We went through this already.

OK. I put my luggage down

and I told Wyndham that he didn't fool me for a minute.

Then I picked up my luggage and I turned away.

Were you wearing that?

Aunt Judy bought me this.

Not the shirt, the earring.

Yeah.

Well, maybe that's it!

If Lutz was acting generic until you tucked back your hair,

maybe he was reacting to the disk.

Cetus-Lupeedus! Lutz had a disk! In the Main Memory Bank.

I don't know if he put something on it or took something off,

but he definitely had a disk.

Will you quit wiggling?

I can't help it.

One more block and my butt's gonna be ready for the discard bin.

[thunderclap]

What's that? What's happening?

Zenon, it's OK. It's just rain.

Rain?

Rain.

I remember this.

When I was real little, getting caught in a summer storm.

Wow, you don't get out much, do you?

Uh-uh.

I had an alpha time tonight.

Yeah. Me, too.

I'd, uh, better get inside.

Yeah. First thing tomorrow morning, we gotta get over to Andrew's

to see if we can figure out what's on this earring.

See you there.

Come here.

You know what? You've only been here five days

and already you're having better luck with guys than I ever have.

[boy] I've never seen a disk like this one.

[groaning]

Come on. Come on.

Gregory, are you gonna do this all day?

Probably.

But it's so boring!

Don't you want to go for a ride with me in my dad's hover limo?

No, thanks.

You always used to like riding with me,

before she dropped out of the sky like a ton of space junk.

[boy] Reality pill, Margie.

It was never you he liked, it was the car.

[Margie] Shut up, Matt.

[Andrew] Why can't I get into this thing?

[Greg] You'll get it. Keep trying.

You know, a very close friend of my father's works for IMC,

and I was thinking,

isn't it only fair to let them know that their contest winner

won't be around for her big dance?

I'm gonna be back there in time.

The concert is next weekend, Zenon.

Do you really think your parents are gonna forgive and forget that fast?

I don't see why this is your business.

It's not.

My business is keeping you away from Gregory.

He's helping me with a Problem Major.

That better be all.

Or I'll sprint to that view-phone and tell those Microbe folks

that they need to pick a replacement.

Because the girl they thought was a winner is nothing

but a stranded-on-Earth Loser Extreme!

[snoring]

[electronic beeping]

[beeping]

What the heck?

Ew!

Oh, no. Hey!

[electrical zapping]

[gasping]

Oh, come on. Come on.

Oh, man!

It's a highly sophisticated, untraceable nano-virus

that'll slowly continue to replicate inside a system

until the entire hard drive crashes down and self-destructs.

Cetus-Lupeedus, are you sure?

Considering the hunk of melted junk that now sits where my computer used to be,

I'm very sure.

Fortunately, after several hours of highly-skilled maneuvers,

I have managed to refashion this program into an "undo" file

that should remove the bugs

from whatever system they've been introduced to.

Can you guarantee that?

Nothing can ever be guaranteed until it's...

...well, put to the test.

Here. But to put it there, we would have to get it there.

That's a problem?

She's talking about the Main Computer on the space station.

OK, if everything you're saying is true, Andrew,

how come it hasn't come crashing down?

The system your space station has must be incredibly powerful.

So, you mean, Wyndham's bugs might not work?

Oh, no, they'll work big time.

They just might take a little longer to do it.

Let's go.

Go? Go where? School's about to start.

Not for me. My parents are in Jeopardy Major!

You go.

I can't believe you think I'm making this up!

I, more than anyone, understand how traumatic Earth can be.

But you haven't given yourself time to adjust.

I still cannot regulate the oxygen flow to the rat cages.

I can't seem to find the glitch.

The entire experiment is hinging on this.

I know. I know.

Mom!

This could be a part of what I'm trying to explain to you!

Zenon, tell your Aunt Judy to stop letting you watch so many movie chips.

Unless I get up there to deliver the undo file Andrew created,

the whole space-stay will be blasted into some Universe Minor!

Would you mind telling me

why Wyndham would want to destroy his own space station?

For, for money? I don't know. I only know he is!

You're still trying to make it back for the Microbe concert, right?

This isn't about Microbe, Dad!

It isn't about having learned a lesson down there!

[Mark] We know you're in a new environment and it's disorienting.

But why don't you make the best of it?

Will you guys listen to me? You're running out of time!

Besides the oxygen thing, what other systems are breaking down?

Nothing, Zenon. It's business as usual.

By the way, who is your friend?

[man] Commander Plank needs you to meet him in Lieutenant Orieux's office.

Zenon, honey, we gotta go. Love you.

No, Mom, wait.

Yeah. Goodbye, sweetheart.

You stay out of trouble, OK?

But...

[electronic beeping]

[Astrid] How could she possibly know

that the system failures are becoming more frequent?

There haven't been news leaks?

Not that I've heard.

But when Zenon's on a mission,

we should never underestimate what she's capable of.

[electrical buzzing]

[screaming]

Here we go again.

Why can't they figure out what is wrong?

I'm sorry your parents didn't believe you.

Yeah. Me, too.

You know, for a girl who just got to this planet,

you're awfully hard to get hold of.

You think that's an accident?

Chill, metro boy wonder. I come in peace.

What do you want?

All I want is your earring.

It wouldn't look good on you.

Do you know what that disk contains?

It's just a bunch of boring corporate records

that wouldn't mean anything to you, but are valuable to Mr. Wyndham.

Meaning...

...that you'll be in Trouble Major if you don't retrieve it?

As a matter of fact, yes.

What'll you give me for it?

What do you want, cash?

Nothing quite so tacky, Mr. Lutz.

I'll be happy with a ride home.

I thought you were home.

To the space station.

For crying out loud!

How am I supposed to arrange that?

Ask your boss.

He's got a bunch of shuttles.

I give you a lift and you give me the disk?

Instantly.

All right. All right, I promise I'll arrange it.

Wait!

Write it. Sign it.

Disk, please.

Hey, don't give that to him 'til you're boarding the flight.

Greg, show a little faith, will ya?

Besides, we have to learn to trust each other. Right, Mr. Lutz?

Actually, wrong. See, now, I've got the disk

and you have got... squat.

OK, so I get this unblocked, you can call Nebula.

But what good will it do if you gave the disk to Lutz?

You weren't listening, Andrew.

I said I gave him "a" disk.

But with my Skill Minor but Ingenuity Major,

we can have as many rainbow disks as we need.

All right!

[Wyndham] ...therefore, our attendance at the Interglobal Conference

on BioTechnic Oceanic Harvesting

hinges upon your acceptance and support of the following...

Sir... could I, uh, speak to you for a moment?

Very well.

It's not my fault, but...

[Wyndham shouting] You lost the what?

Yes. It's working! It's going through.

Andrew, you're a miracle worker.

No applause. Just, uh, send money.

Nebulator! Oh, it's me!

I've missed you so much! Is everything OK up there?

You guys aren't having global meltdowns yet, are you?

Cetus-Lupeedus! How did you know? The attitude thrusters are messed up.

The base has been going through these wild plunges.

It's been awful.

Oh, Neb!

Look at you. You're alive.

Has it been gaseous? Tell me all about it.

I'll tell you megabytes when I see you.

But listen, everybody up there is in danger mortis

and my parents are living on Planet Denial.

I can't get into all the inky details, but I was right about Wyndham.

He put this gunkball nano virus in your computers.

We tried uploading the undo disk from here, but we can't.

The only way I can possibly help

is to get up there with the disk.

And to do that, I need you.

What can I do?

Go to the shipping bay, check the schedules

and let me know when the next cargo ship is set to go up.

That means I have to break in.

So?

I'm not you, you know.

Sorry, Neb. For today you're going to have to be.

You have a Videogram.

I hate to do this to you, Aunt Jude, because you've been Stellar Major,

but things have gotten desperate.

It looks like I'm the only one who can save my friends and family.

Cryptic. But since Lutz will most definitely be back looking for me,

the less you know, the better.

He's Viral-in-the-Extreme and you do not want to tangle with him, OK?

Now, I'll give you updates the nano second I possibly can.

Thanks for everything, and I hope to see you soon.

Maybe you'll get brave and come visit us in space. Gotta go. Love you.

Bye.

Go? Go where?

[Leo] I still don't see why you had to wake me up for this.

This is an Emergency Major.

Your dad has the code pad, and if I'm getting caught down here,

I am not getting busted alone.

OK!

Here it is. Seven... one...

...five... four.

It's the cargo shuttle schedule we're looking for?

Yeah.

Look, here it is.

Whoa, talk about your Karma Major.

Oh! Cetus-Lupeedus!

There's a ship set to be launched tonight!

[machinery grinding]

What happened?

Something gaseous, that's for sure.

Sounds like the entire station shut down this time.

[groaning]

[electronic blast noises]

[chuckling] All right!

You know, when you're up there,

the sky never seems quite this massive.

[Zenon] Isn't it weird to think they're all up there?

I mean, my parents and my friends, they're all in Danger Mortis, Greg,

and they don't even know it.

They're gonna be all right. I know it.

Then why hasn't Nebula called back?

Three hours we've been stuck in here, Leo.

Shouldn't the back-up generators be kicking in?

Why don't these doors have manual overrides?

How should I know? Am I Plank-the-Blank?

[machinery whirring]

Listen.

Supernova!

[Greg] I don't know if you want to hear this,

but if you leave now, I'm really gonna miss you.

Really?

Yeah.

You're not like girls around here.

You're... I don't know... Alpha Extreme.

Cetus-Lupeedus, Greg.

If you want to kiss me, just do it.

Ow!

I'm... I'm sorry.

Dare to try again?

[electronic beeping]

Zee, you have to leave now!

A cargo ship's being launched from WyndComm in less than an hour!

Come on, Greg.

[Andrew] Quiet. Shh, don't wake my parents.

[Zenon] How do we drive?

It's got an auto pilot.

It practically drives itself.

Man, this car's heavy.

Push.

Hello!

I could have sworn I told you to stay away from Gregory.

Margie, I'm dealing with a Crisis Major, and Greg is a big boy.

Who's here to tell you to stop being a halftone, all right?

I'm not your boyfriend.

Not since she arrived.

Not ever. I never was. I never will be.

Swallow the reality pill, read my flapping lips.

OK, Zenon or no Zenon, I will never be your boyfriend!

Is this negotiable? Maybe I caught you at a bad time.

I could come back tomorrow.

Hey! In case you people are blanking here,

Zenon's got a short amount of time to talk her way onto that shuttle.

You're leaving us?

Sorry to break your heart,

but the space-stay needs me.

In that case, pop the trunk.

I have to come along and say good-bye.

So, you do know how to pilot this thing?

As long as you've got the ignition code

and enter departure and destination points...

Supposedly my dad keeps this puppy programmed to do all the rest.

[nervous laugh] Supposedly?

[Andrew] There! There it is!

[Zenon] Wait! Come back, please!

Look over here!

[beeping horn]

Wait! Come back! Please don't go without me.

No! Come back!

And there it goes.

What now?

I think we ought to go to the cops.

Yeah, right.

My own parents didn't believe me. Why should they?

It's over.

Wyndham's nano-virus will chew through all the systems,

everybody up there will be finished.

It's really awful.

But wouldn't it be viral if the explosion happens while Microbe's there?

What did you say?

I wasn't trying to be cruel.

Margie, Margie, Margie!

Are you feeling all right?

Margie, you are a Mega-Genius.

I know. Why?

Well... Microbe.

They've got to be heading up to the space-stay for their concert.

Right?

Right.

[man on TV] Rock and roll fans around the world...

It's not that I've lost track of her, Astrid.

It is just that...

...I have no idea where she is, exactly. Oh!

...with an update, here's Jillian live from WyndComm headquarters.

Dozens of people, and diehard rock fans,

have gathered in anticipation of today's launch of the shuttle

that will be transporting Microbe...

[gasps]

...making them the first rock band...

Hello, pal. I'm sure we're not on your list or anything,

but this is Zenon Kar.

You know, the Microbe contest winner.

And it's alpha-vital that she speak to Proto Zoa ASAP.

Did you say Zenon Kar?

That's me all right. Guess you've heard of me, huh?

Step out of the vehicle. I've got instructions to detain you.

You mean, like take her prisoner?

Mr. Wyndham is anxious to get hold of you.

I'll bet he is.

Sorry. Love to hang around, but gotta rocket.

Hey! Hey!

I came up with the concept for the first rock concert in space

as a way of saying thank you to the crew of my WyndComm Space Station.

Look! There it is!

Being a visionary...

[Andrew] Microbe's gotta be back stage.

...it's a burden I'm willing to carry.

I'm going in.

[applause]

And being visionary is what WyndComm Enterprises

has always been about.

That's how the WyndComm Space Station came into being.

Ladies and gentlemen, at this time

I'd like to introduce to you two of the people

that are responsible for the concepts, design and execution

of the world's first commercial space station.

Our conceptual engineer and project manager,

without whose exceptional talent...

Cheers.

Do you believe we're going into outer space?

Mr. Zoa?

It's me, Zenon Kar, your contest winner.

I'm here instead of up there, but you have to take me back up there with you.

I don't have a lot of time to explain, but it's Urgent Major.

You have to believe me. You're my one and only hope.

It is you, isn't it?

Got you now, kid. Game over.

Sorry about this. We'll get her out of here.

No! No, tell them! You have to tell them!

It's urgent in the Viral Extreme.

[guard] Let's go.

Gentlemen, you obviously don't know who this is.

We have orders to deliver her to Mr. Wyndham.

And disappoint all my adoring disc-buying fans

who are waiting to see me dance with her up there in space?

I don't think so, boys.

Lacy, would you do me a favor, darling?

Please escort Ms. Kar to the space shuttle.

I'm going? You're taking me with you?

Yes.

Cetus-Lupeedus! As much as I loved you before, now I love you even more!

Of course you do.

Thank you, thank you, thank you!

Mr. Zoa, this is strictly against regulations.

But, Mr. Zoa, this...

[crowd applauding]

Boys, are you going to be Wyndham's monkeys for the rest of your lives,

or might you consider a career in rock and roll?

Rock and roll!

All right, then. Here you go.

Without further ado, let me introduce the group who, to my way of thinking,

has always been out of this world.

Ladies and gentlemen, Microbe!

[crowd screaming]

[Zoa] Calm down, calm down.

You know I love ya. It's good to see ya.

So, uh, today's journey is one small step for Microbe,

and one giant leap for rock and roll!

[cheering]

Sir, excuse me. Hello.

I'm looking for my niece, Zenon Kar.

You and everyone else around here.

She's here?

Who do you think wrecked my gate?

Sorry about that, but I gotta go.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

[cheering]

This really was inspired, sending such a popular group up to the space station

hours before it's going to self-destruct.

What a perfect smoke screen

to keep fingers from ever being pointed at you.

Yes. If only you hadn't allowed that little brat to steal our disk.

Where is she? What have you done with her?

Who is this woman?

I am Zenon Kar's aunt.

And I demand to know where she is.

I can assure you she isn't here.

Well, that's not what the guy at the gate said.

The guy at the gate was mistaken.

I am Parker Wyndham, and nothing goes on here that I don't know about.

She's here. She's determined to get back

to the space station with Proto Zoa.

Find him and you'll certainly find her.

Oh, no.

[cheering]

You don't suppose she...

Wait!

Everyone strapped in?

Make sure those seat belts are securely fastened.

Stand clear for shuttle lift-off.

That shuttle's not going anyplace.

Zenon, I'm responsible for you!

We're ready for lift-off.

Ooh! Whoa!

[alarm buzzes]

Ahh!

[grunting]

[giggling]

[buzzing]

No!

We're headed for outer space, right? I mean, I'm going to outer space?

Yeah, right. Listen, Aunt Judy?

Yes.

There's some stuff that I should fill you in on.

[voice on intercom, indistinct]

The cooling and the heating systems are down.

The living module is freezing, the tech module is sweltering.

Well, at least it's bearable in here.

For the moment.

The entire habitat wing lost power about an hour ago.

Right about the time the attitude thrusters started acting up.

[alarm sounding]

Why is this happening?

As if there isn't enough going on, sir,

the shuttle carrying Microbe will be arriving within the hour.

The whole world has to be turning its eyes on us now?

Sorry, sir. We're doing the best we can to keep things going.

Well, wave them off. At least they can save themselves.

Without refueling they'll never get home.

If we get to total system failure, none of us will.

Good thing that you can sing better than you can play poker.

Cheeky little scamp, isn't she?

Mm-hmm.

Um, there is one thing I should mention.

There's this little situation happening on the space-stay

I need to take care of when we get home.

You'll fully love being up there

and I've got everything under control.

We can only hope.

Breathe, Aunt Judy. Breathe slowly.

OK, I'm breathing.

I hate flying.

Again?

[Wyndham] A toothpick is never going to work. You have a laser knife?

[Lutz] What am I, a Boy Scout?

[Wyndham] You are an utterly useless, over-paid, spineless,

incompetent, jabbering fool!

[computer voice] Confirm hard dock on shuttle in Bay 3.

Welcome to WyndComm Space Station. I'm Lt. Schiff.

Proto Zoa, pleased to meet you.

[man on intercom] Zero-G technician to the bridge, on the double.

[screaming]

[alarm sounding]

We're currently experiencing a few technical glitches.

Nothing to be alarmed about.

Right this way.

Zero-G technician to the bridge on the double.

We're floating up here.

Hi.

Come on, Aunt Judy.

Trust me. Turn off all non-essential systems! Give me more...

[grunting]

Sir!

What are you... How did you get back?

Commander, Wyndham and Lutz are trying to bring down the space-stay!

I'm the only one who can stop them.

As hard as it may be to believe, she's telling you the truth.

Who are you?

Judy Kling. I'm Zenon's aunt.

Edward Plank.

[screaming]

[pounding]

Pilot, turn this shuttle around immediately, and get us out of here.

We can't. We have to refuel and cool the booster cells.

No, we don't! We have to leave right now!

I'm sorry, sir, but there...

No excuses! Just do it!

Even if your credibility wasn't shaky,

nothing you're telling me makes sense.

Because she's the one who tampered with your systems.

And she's trying to cover it up by blaming me!

He's a liar! A mondo liar!

I'm not going to engage in a name-calling contest with a teenager.

Because you know you'll lose!

The computer's gone flatline. We've got less than 15 minutes.

That's what I'm trying to tell you. It's all because of him!

If you allow this child to speak to me in this manner,

I will have this entire station shut down!

Oh, button your lip!

Look! I have no time for bickering!

Take Zenon and her aunt to my office.

No! Wait! Please.

If you and Mr. Lutz will relax in my V.I.P. lounge,

we'll sort this out after I get the space station under control.

Commander, I need emergency re-fueling. I have to leave immediately.

I bet you do!

That's enough! Go!

[Zenon screaming]

Gentlemen, please.

Find the disk!

I'm trying to find the disk.

[computer voice] Keep all hatches closed.

700 channels and I can't get one report on what's going on in space.

You can't talk to Zenon directly?

I can't believe it. What's going on up there? You guys OK?

Emergency Major. Where's Andrew?

What's the static?

You unblocked my communicator for calls between Earth and the space-stay.

But now I can't get it to make local calls.

Where are you?

In more trouble than I've got time to explain. Call Nebula.

Tell her Aunt Judy and I are being held captive in Plank's office,

and she has to come and get us out.

You just got there and you're in detention?

Call Nebula!

Code Red! Emergency conditions on all levels.

Code red. Emergency conditions on all levels.

Just my luck. The one room in the whole space-stay

where the ceiling tiles don't come loose.

That's why we went to "Plan B".

That's my girl!

Code red. Emergency conditions...

Neb, try to find my parents and fill them in.

I've got to try and undo what Wyndham and Lutz did.

All right. Bye.

Bye.

What about those scary guys?

Aren't you afraid they're gonna try to get out of here?

Sweat Minor, Aunt Judy. I've already taken care of it.

Continue evacuation of section 11 on level four.

Activating ignition sequence.

Go! Go!

[engine running]

[engine stopping]

Oh, this was a great plan, sir. A great plan.

Only one small hitch, I might point out.

We weren't supposed to be on board when it self-destructed.

Incorrect access code.

The virus originated here.

We can't figure out what to do to stop it.

Total system failure in 30 seconds.

Thirty seconds?

This was supposed to be the safe place to live.

Any last thoughts, sir?

Clear the way. I've got the undo disk.

[overlapping voices]

Commander, trust me.

We'll talk later, OK? I've got a space-stay to save.

Total system failure in 20 seconds.

Not if I can help it.

Incorrect access code.

I know this. I can do this.

What's the story, Zenon?

It all turned out to be exactly like I told you, sir.

Wyndham had Lutz place this virus in our computer,

so he'd collect the insurance money.

Incorrect access code.

Total system failure in 10 seconds.

Nine... eight... seven...

Incorrect access code.

...six... five... four... three...

...two... one.

[whirring]

Total System rehabilitated.

[cheering]

Oh, sweetheart!

Is it over? Is it safe?

Lieutenant Schiff, arrest those men!

You are so brilliant.

I am so proud of you.

[cheering]

Thank you.

Thank you!

Thank you. Thanks.

We love you Proto Zoa!

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.

Settle down, settle down, we've still got a long way to go.

Now, uh, this next part of the show

was supposed to be when we bring up our contest winner.

But she's kind of requested a slight alteration in our plans.

I mean, once you save an entire space station,

what can you possibly do for an encore, right?

[cheering]

So, she's asked me to do two things for her.

Number one, she'd like me to dedicate this next song

to a very lucky guy named Greg.

[applause]

[electronic rock music]

? Zoom, zoom, zoom ?

? Zoom, zoom, zoom ?

? Star-gazing mega fast you hit me like a cosmic blast ?

? You've given me a technicolor world ?

? Putting me in overdrive ?

? Speed of light I'm so alive ?

? Could you be my super nova girl ?

? Interplanetary, mega stellar, hydrostatic ?

? There's a gravity between us ?

? Our love is automatic ?

? Zoom, zoom, zoom ?

? Make my heart go boom, boom My super nova girl ?

? Zoom, zoom, zoom ?

? Make my heart go boom, boom My super nova girl ?

? Zoom, zoom, zoom ?

? Make my heart go boom boom My super nova girl ?

? Zoom, zoom, zoom ?

? Make my heart go boom, boom My super nova girl ?

[cheering]

? Visions of your pretty face send me into hyperspace ?

? Caught up in a planetary world ?

? Breathing in you give me air ?

? I'm living off your solar flare ?

? Could you be my super nova girl? ?

? Interplanetary, mega stellar, hydrostatic ?

? There's a gravity between us ?

? Our love is automatic ?

? Zoom, zoom, zoom Make my heart go boom boom ?

? My super nova girl Zoom, zoom, zoom ?

? Make my heart go boom, boom ?

? My super nova girl Zoom, zoom, zoom ?

? Make my heart go boom, boom My super nova girl ?

? Zoom, zoom, zoom Make my heart go boom, boom ?

? My super nova girl ?

All right, bring it down, boys. And number two, Zenon asked me

to pass her winning dance on to somebody she says was always there for her,

without question, up for every adventure she ever proposes.

Everything a B.F. should be.

Nebula?

? Zoom, zoom, zoom ?

According to Zenon, you're the true winner.

So, why don't you come on up here! Come on.

Go!

No, no. You won. You go.

I got to ride all the way back on the shuttle with him.

Go, Neb!

I'm all yours.

Somebody better get up here before I get a complex!

Go!

? Zoom, zoom, zoom ?

Come on, darling! Come and get your tambourine, and beat it, Nebula!

? Zoom, zoom, zoom ?

Did I ever tell you how truly amazing I think you are?

Only about 22 kajillion times since I've been home.

? Interplanetary, mega stellar, hydrostatic ?

? There's a gravity between us ?

? Our love is automatic Zoom, zoom, zoom ?

? Make my heart go boom, boom My super nova girl ?

? Zoom, zoom, zoom Make my heart go boom, boom ?

? My super nova girl Zoom, zoom, zoom ?

It's good to be home.

? Make my heart go boom, boom ?

Cetus-Lupeedus, it's good to have you home.

It's great to have you home.

? My super nova girl ?

[French accent] Come here, my little brussel sprout.

? Interplanetary, mega stellar, hydrostatic ?

? There's a gravity between us ?

? Our love is automatic ?

? Zoom, zoom, zoom ?

? Make my heart go boom, boom My super nova girl ?

? Zoom, zoom, zoom Make my heart go boom, boom ?

? My super nova girl Zoom, zoom, zoom ?

? Make my heart go boom, boom My super nova girl ?

? Zoom, zoom, zoom Make my heart go boom, boom ?

? My super nova girl ?

[cheering]

[crowd cheering] Zenon! Zenon! Zenon!