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Starman, are you there? Over.

Stripesy.

Copy that.
I'm on my way. Over.

Your career will be over if you
don't follow my orders and stay away.

You're not in the JSA, Pat.
You're my sidekick.

Starman! Sylvester!

Wildcat?

Dr. Mid-Nite!

Stripesy, get out! Run!

Hourman!

Welcome to the show.

Starman.

I told you to wait in the car!

Pat!

Starman.

Brainwave.

Get it out.

The Justice Society...

they're gone.

Come on,
we gotta get out of here.

Grundy.

- We gotta get you to a hospital.
- No! No. It's over.

But...

the Justice Society
must live on.

Its legacy must survive.

Someone...

with honor and strength
must carry the torch.

- I'll try.
- Not you.

Someone with grace and heroism.

You can't do it.

But someone out there will.

But it's definitely not you.

- Pat.
- Yeah.

You were a good friend.

♪ The cold wind is blowing And
the streets Are getting dark ♪

Ugh, he was supposed to be
here two hours ago!

I hate to ask so late,
but it's time and a half.

It's no trouble at all, Barbara.

You watched the girls
last weekend.

And Mary could not be
more excited.

We're gonna make
Christmas cookies.

Courtney.

So Miss Kramer and Mary are going
to stay here with you, okay?

You girls are gonna have
so much fun tonight.

Baby...

I just want to see Daddy.

I know, sweetie.

Okay, well. Mommy has to go.

I love you.

Mwah!

♪ Childhood dreaming
Is a thing of the past ♪

♪ Maybe you could bring us
Some hope this year ♪

♪ Visions of sugarplums
Have disappeared ♪

♪ Oh

♪ Oh

♪ Oh, oh, oh

♪ Oh, yeah

♪ You got so many relationships In
this life Only one or two will last ♪

♪ Ooh, yeah

♪ And they're gone so fast

♪ Yeah, yeah

♪ So hold on to the ones
Who really care ♪

♪ In the end they'll be
The only ones there ♪

♪ And when you get old
And start losing your hair ♪

♪ Can you tell me
Who will still care ♪

I can't believe you're moving.

Me neither.

I really am gonna miss you.

You better come visit me.

Here comes the new dad.

He's not my new dad.

He's the reason
we're moving to Nebraska.

Do they have a pier?

No, Mike, there's no ocean.

What about In-N-Out?

Thanks... No.

Please tell me they have
a Fatburger.

No, Mike, that's why we got this.
Call it your goodbye burger.

Goodbye, In-N-Out. Goodbye, friends.
Goodbye, indoor plumbing.

It's Nebraska.
It's not Siberia, Mike.

I looked this place up
on Google Earth.

Blue Valley doesn't have jack.

It's got fresh air.
It's got friendly people.

It's got schools without
metal detectors.

The thing is, I need your help with this
move, okay? I need you to be positive.

Positive, I am positive.

- Great.
- I'm positive this place will blow ass.

I thought we were gonna stop moving
around once you hooked up with Barbara.

We're not "hooked up," Mike.

Fine. What do you want me
to say? "Shacked up"?

We're married, Mike.

Can I give you a hand
with that? You got it? Okay.

I'm going to go grab
the rest of that stuff.

You're doing a great job,
Courtney. Thanks.

Hey, is that it?

A couple more boxes.

Okay, have Pat
help you with those.

I don't need Pat's help.

Courtney.

- What?
- If you're gonna be mad, be mad at me.

The move was Pat's idea.

I grew up in Blue Valley.
I took this new job.

We made the choice together.

You grabbed the wrong one!

That's fine. Whatever.

♪ We're only young
And naive still ♪

♪ We require certain skill

♪ The mood it changes
Like the wind ♪

♪ Hard to control
When it begins ♪

♪ The bittersweet
Between my teeth ♪

♪ Trying to find
The in-between ♪

♪ Fall back
In love eventually ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ Can't help myself
But count the flaws ♪

Well, we made it. Nebraska, folks.
Elevation, 2,200 feet above sea level.

Birthplace of Nick Nolte,
Fred Astaire,

the great warrior Crazy Horse.

- And Wade Boggs.
- Yeah, who's that?

Third baseman, great player.

Also the birthplace
of Gerald Ford.

Who did he play for?

The United States
of America, Mike.

♪ You keep my secrets
Hope to die ♪

♪ Promises
Swear them to the sky ♪

Come on, Buddy.

This is ours!
It's a mansion!

What do you think?

Hey, sorry, that's just...
That's real delicate, yeah. Thank you.

You know what?
I got it. It's fine.

Yeah. Let me just fasten these.
I appreciate it.

Thank you.
I appreciate that.

Hey, how about we get
something to eat?

- Mmm.
- Oh, yeah. Let's go.

- Now I'm hungry.
- Great. Let's do it.

Howdy!

- Hello.
- Hi.

- Good afternoon.
- Hello.

- Hello.
- How are you?

Hey,
why's everyone talking to us?

It's called
being friendly, Mike.

I don't know.
Just a little weird.

- Hi.
- Hey.

But it's like I always say, Pat,
"Gotta take the good with the weird."

Yeah. It's, uh,
"Dad" not "Pat," okay?

Yeah, but Courtney calls
you Pat.

Don't drag me into
this conversation.

- Richie's!
- Oh!

- Ah! This is where Pat and I met.
- Yeah.

I know.

Two years ago,
when I came back to sell my mom's house.

Yeah, Dad told me,
like, 100 times.

You both ordered
the corndogs, right?

Banana split!

Pat, why were you
in Nebraska anyway?

I was...
I was looking for something.

- Should we check it out?
- Oh, yeah.

Come on.

- Hi, how are you doing?
- Hey!

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

- Hello.
- Hi.

Look at that. Hey!

You know, I moved around a lot
when I was your age.

Mmm-hmm.

My dad was a mechanic
in the army. Worked on tanks.

Actually, I got to ride
in a few.

- Cool.
- Yeah. Yeah, it was really cool.

But, every year or two,
he'd get reassigned,

and we'd have to pack up
and leave.

And back then, if I wanted to
keep in touch with my friends,

I had to write letters.
Never got any back.

So, growing up, I guess my dad
was probably my best friend.

I thought, if I did what he did, you
know, I'd get to spend more time with him.

Didn't really work out
that way, though.

Anyhow, I made some
good friends later in life.

I know how hard it is
to lose them.

- Pat.
- Yeah.

I'm kind of talking to someone.

Right. Sorry.

Hey, have a super great day.

Come see
the drama club's performance,

Arthur Miller's play
The Crucible.

This week, on Thursday.
Tickets are sold in the quad.

Who's that?

No way!

Whoa.

But it was on your website.
Blue Valley High has a gymnastics team.

We did. Last year.

But the academic and athletic
programs have been recalibrated

by The American Dream for optimal participation
by the students and the faculty.

I have no idea
what any of that means.

There are plenty of other
after-school activities.

How about cheerleading?
That's basically gymnastics.

Plus, boys love cheerleaders.

Okay. I can work with this.

- Hey.
- Hi.

You got your work cut out
for you here, huh?

Uh, yeah, I got some cleaning
up to do for sure.

I'll say.

New in town, right?

- I am. Yeah.
- Larry Crock.

Pat Dugan.

Friends call me "Crusher."

Okay.

Gym down the street's mine.
Ripped City. Named it myself.

- I like that.
- We got boot camp classes

if you're looking
to get in shape.

Yeah, I'm kind of focused
on getting this place...

- Shred you right up, Pat.
- Yeah.

I, uh... Pretty busy
with the garage and everything.

I have a special for Blue
Valley newbies. Half off.

Okay. "Don't be a wimp.
Get ripped."

Well, thank you.
I'll keep it in mind.

Well, I gotta get back.
Weights don't lift themselves.

- Right.
- Don't be a stranger, all right?

Okay, nice to meet you, Larry.

Call me "Crusher."

- Crusher.
- I'm serious about those classes.

Let's get some muscle
on them bones!

Nice car.

Ah...

I'm coming! Wait up!

The American Dream bought and
reopened the Blue Valley tire factory,

- but that's only the start.
- Wow, this is so exciting.

We think so too.

Investing back into Blue Valley

is more than a job for everyone
here at The American Dream.

It's a way of life.

Ah.

Oh, that's Councilman
William Zarick,

and that's our CFO,
Mr. Sharpe.

- Your office is right this way.
- "Office"?

Hey, new girl.

Hi.

- I'm Cindy. This is...
- Jenny.

- Courtney.
- We know.

- So you're from California?
- Yeah.

We should all hang out.

- Uh, yeah, sure.
- Cool. I'll text you.

- Uh, my number is...
- Oh, I have it.

- How do you have my number...
- Don't worry about it.

Hey, you should try out
for cheerleading.

I am team captain,
and I'm looking for a new second.

I thought I was your second?

I need someone
who can do the splits.

I'm practicing.

My family suffers
from short tendons.

Thanks, but cheerleading's
not really my thing.

Wait. So you don't want
to hang out?

What? No. That's not
what I meant.

- I'm sorry.
- Okay.

- I wasn't...
- Great. Then I'll text you, or not. Bye.

I'm still your second, right?

Cindy?

Hey, who want to go right now? I got you.
I got you. I got all of y'all.

Go! Go! Go! Go!

Get him, yeah!

Sorry. Sorry.

Can I help you?

Uh, I'm looking for a seat.

There's one right
over there, sweetie.

Oh!
You're so cute.

Hi, I'm Courtney.

I'm Beth.

Okay.

So, uh, what do you guys do
for fun around here?

Oh. Oh, we're not friends.

This is the table
for the singles.

"The singles"?

The losers.

Speak for yourself.

Do you guys smell that?
Do you smell something?

Smells like slut.

Take any new pictures
you'd like to share with us?

- Yeah, don't be shy.
- Leave her alone.

Oh, hey, new girl.

- What you got on your phone?
- Hey.

Give that back.

Nice.

Come with me.

- That's my boyfriend, bitch.
- Yeah.

Cindy, language.

Sorry, Principal Bowin.

Really?

Hello.

Hi.

It was the best day
of school ever!

I met these really cool kids
at computer design class.

It's where you team up
and make your own video games.

That's great, Mike. Way to dive in.
You know, I'm proud of you.

Yeah, and we started designing this
shooter. It's called Blood Pizza Party.

- It's called Blood Pizza Party?
- Yeah.

So that name's been okayed with
your teachers and everything?

Well, yeah. Pretty much.

- Okay.
- But this place is awesome, Dad, really.

- Good.
- There's, like, nothing to do here,

so kids play way
more video games.

How was your day, Court?
Did you join the gymnastics team?

Oh, wait, Dad, can I go over
to Johnny's house?

We're gonna play Fortnite
for research. It's learning.

Sure. Just be back by 9:00.

Wait, wait, 9:00?
It's Friday.

Oh, yeah. Okay, 9:01.

Why are dad jokes always
the opposite of funny?

- Hey, finish your dinner.
- I'm getting dessert.

Do you have any plans tonight?

Hey, we could hit
the old drive-in.

Stop pretending
you're my dad, okay?

- Oh, boy.
- Courtney!

No, it's okay.

I think that, you know,
sometimes, I try too hard.

- It just doesn't...
- No.

You're trying just fine.

What are you doing?

Microwaving some marshmallows.

Want some?

So lame.

What the heck?

"Stripesy."

Pat?

"Dear Stripesy, my friend and partner.
Starman."

Starman!

No way.

Come on.

What are you?

Hey, what...

Mike, the dog's throwing up
marshmallows all over the bed. Jeez!

Where are we going?

Whoa!

Hold still.

Awesome!

Whoa!

Are you alive?

Oh, crap.

Look out! Look out!

Ah, stop!

What the hell was that?

Yo, Henry! Henry!

Brian.
Brian, Chill. Chill.

Throw, throw, throw!
Throw it now, do it.

Hey, knock it off, Henry!

We're trying to watch the movie, assholes!
It's a classic.

You're trying to watch
the movie, huh?

- Courage! Courage, little toothpick!
- Oh, come on, guys!

I don't think you can see, man!

Oh, perfect. Come on. Watch
and learn. Watch and learn.

Hey, Travis, just give me five.
Give me five.

- Travis, this is my mom's car.
- You got four eyes, watch it.

- Okay, guys. Very funny.
- All right, I'm hungry. Give me some popcorn.

You wouldn't mind, right, Josh?
All right, this is the best part.

Come on, come on.
Don't focus on me, focus on the movie.

- That's why you're here, right?
- It is why we're here.

Welcome to the crappiest
drive-in in Nebraska!

Hey!

Somebody's messing
with your car!

Oh, my dad's car.

Oh, good. Okay.

Come on!

I'm gonna kill you.

You're dead, kid.

Oh, my God, what did you do?

No, bad stick. Bad!

Hey!

Oh, my Dad is gonna kill me.

What are you doing?

- Me?
- Yes!

Nothing.
I didn't do anything.

Oh, but you, you don't get
to ask the questions, Pat,

if that's even your real name.

- It's Patrick.
- You mean, Stripesy.

All right, give me that.

That's incredibly dangerous.

I know. It blew up a car.

- You blew up a car?
- I didn't. It did.

I was only going to let
the air out of their tires.

Okay. Look, are you okay?
And was anyone hurt?

Everyone's fine.

The car lost a little
resale value, though.

That's good.
That's funny.

What is this thing, anyway?

- It's called the Cosmic Staff.
- Okay.

It's extremely temperamental.

And it should be back
in its crate where it belongs,

not vandalizing automobiles
and endangering people's lives.

The staff's not supposed to
work for anyone except Starman.

Starman?

The Justice Society of America
was before your time.

I know who they are,

a bunch of superheroes from the old days.
They quit when I was a kid.

Well, they didn't exactly quit.

Starman and the JSA died
saving the world

ten years ago.
It was Christmas Eve.

Ten years ago on Christmas Eve?

What?

Does my mom know any of this?

Uh, no, I didn't tell her.

And it isn't right
not to be honest,

but people have died because
they got too close to the JSA.

You know the truth,
and you're at risk even now!

Right.

Look,

I don't mean to get upset.
It's just the staff was missing,

and I was concerned.

Are you all right?

Court?

Why would the staff work for me
if it only worked for Starman?

- I don't know.
- There must be a reason.

What if Starman was my father?

If... If what?

Starman died the exact night
my father vanished.

Okay, that would be the coincidence
to end all coincidences,

- if Starman was your father.
- Okay.

- What about fate, Pat?
- It's beyond the realm of possibilities.

Destiny? I mean,
maybe the stars aligned.

Stars...

Starman.

It would make so much sense.

My father never showed up
that night...

because he died
saving the world.

Sit down. Okay, come here.

Hey.

What was your father's name?

Sam Kurtis. That's him.

Well, Starman's name
was Sylvester Pemberton.

Okay.

- Yeah.
- Well, maybe Sam Kurtis was an alias.

I mean, I've looked for him
online and never found anything.

Not a single picture.

Starman is not your dad, okay?

The staff works for you for some reason.
I don't know why.

But that's not it.

- I've gotta ask Mom.
- So the sooner you...

Oh, boy.

Mom!

You owe Pat an apology,
young lady.

No, I don't, because maybe
Pat's not who you think he is.

Courtney, enough.

Was my dad a superhero?

I'm not joking around here.

I'm not joking either.

You want to know the truth
about your father?

Your Dad, the superhero,

he only came to see you
once a year,

until you were five
and then he...

He just abandoned us, Courtney.

- Mom.
- There's...

There's only been one man
who's ever been there for us.

And that's Pat.

You know, if your dad was
as great as you think he is,

he would be here right now
instead of Pat.

But he's not.

Anyway.

Now what?
You were saying something.

I...

Nothing.

Okay. Good night, Courtney.

Tell me again, son,
what happened?

Travis and Brian and I were
at the drive-in.

And we were minding
our own business, Dad.

The part about
the staff, Junior.

Someone...

They had this glowing thing.

It shot... I don't know.
Fire or lasers or something.

I know I should have asked
to take the car, Dad...

What did they look like?

Who were they?

It was too hard to see.

Go to your room.

We'll talk more about this
in the morning.

Yes, sir.

So...

Your name was Stripesy?

'Cause of all the stripes.

Yeah. I...
I got that.

Someone really should have helped
you brainstorm a better code name.

- What's wrong with it?
- Um...

Well, for starters, I highly doubt
it intimidated the bad guys. I mean,

"Look out!
Here comes Stripesy."

Well, see, Stripesy made more sense when
Sylvester went by the Star-Spangled Kid.

"The Star-Spangled Kid"?

Yeah, you see, Sylvester was
15 when we met. I was 20.

I was his family's driver
and their mechanic.

He put on a mask to stop some criminals
that were threatening his parents.

And I helped him.

Anyways, later he...
He got the staff, and he became Starman.

And he joined the JSA,
and he brought me along.

Okay.

What were you?
Like, the Star-Spangled Kid's assistant?

I was Starman's sidekick.

I looked after his car.
I kept his suit clean.

Sounds like an assistant to me.

Being a sidekick was an honor.

They made me a really
important part of the JSA.

Well, why aren't you
in the picture then?

Because I took it.

Look.

I don't like that you've
kept this from my mom.

Ah...

But you make her happy.

Happier than I've ever
seen her and...

I don't want to take that away.

I can't.

So I'll keep your secret...

as long as you stay out
of my way.

Stay... Stay out of your way?
I mean, hey...

You don't even have a driver's
license yet, all right?

This isn't just about
keeping my secret.

This is about keeping your
mother and you safe. Mike, too.

You understand that?

- Okay.
- Okay.

So do we have a deal, Stripesy?

I guess when you call me
Stripesy, I see your point.

Yeah, it's bad.

Good talk.

- You're certain, Henry?
- Yes.

Someone attacked
my son tonight...

with a glowing staff.

I killed Starman.

Starman's dead.

I know he's dead.

Meaning, there's a new
Starman out there.

He's found us.
And he came after my son.

I doubt that very much.

We'll sort this out, Henry.

Do nothing until I return.
Understood?

I understand, Jordan.

What are you doing?

Courtney, are you okay?

Stay.

- What's going on?
- Uh...

I couldn't sleep.
Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you.

Oh, honey.

I'm sorry about what I said.

I know it's been really hard
on you.

No, Mom, I'm sorry.

I haven't given Pat a real chance.
But, I'm gonna try.

Really, really try.
New start.

You have no idea how much
that means to me.

For sure. Good night!

Good night.

What? What is it?

Hey, it's cold out.

Ow!

This is getting a bit old.

Why did you bring me up here?

Oh, okay, yeah.
Let's practice.

Woo-hoo!

Whoa!

Help!

Hello?

Who are you?

Where did you get that staff?

Why did you go after my son?

Help!

After I pry the answers
I want from your brain...

I'll melt it.

I can read thoughts
of loneliness.

Isolation.

You have no one.

Do something.

No friends.

You're all alone.

Your father.

Why are you thinking about
your father?

Come on!

Courtney, I told you
not to touch the staff.

Pat?

♪ Who put the bomp In the
bomp Bah bomp bah bomp? ♪

♪ Who put the ram
In the rama lama ding dong? ♪

♪ Who put the bop In the
bop shoo bop shoo bop? ♪

♪ Who put the dip
In the dip da dip da dip? ♪

♪ Who was that man?

♪ I'd like to shake his hand

♪ He made my baby
Fall in love with me ♪