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(ominous music)

- [Jay] The Doctor said I was in a coma.

Maybe I was, but there is a world beyond consciousness

that they knew nothing about.

(suspenseful music)

But when I came back, nothing was quite the same.

And I couldn't leave that other world behind.

My odyssey continues.

(dog barking) (birds chirping)

(ominous music)

(footsteps marching)

- [Val] C'mon, you better hurry, you're gonna be late.

Your breakfast is getting cold, Jay!

Jay, wake up!

Jay, time to wake up!

- [Jay] Mom!

- What, what are you looking for?

- My ninja turtle shirt.

What'd you do with it?

- I gave it away a year ago.

- It was my favorite!

- Jay, honey, it was way too small for you.

(Jay grumbles)

C'mon, you know they said it's going to take time

for you to get back to normal.

- It's been four months.

How long is this going to go on?

- I don't know.

But how about some breakfast while you're waiting?

(ominous music)

- Where have you been?

We've been closed forever.

- I've gotta get out of here.

You're supposed to ask me a question,

and if I get it right, you open the door.

Like last time.

- Ancient History.

Go to your room, you're grounded.

- You can't just change the rules, it's not fair.

- What am I, your mother?

Grow up, it's a whole new world out there.

- Open up! (Jay knocking)

(suspenseful music)

(flames burning) (ominous music)

- Look at him.

- He's got nothing.

- [Quark] He's gotta be worth something to someone.

- Ah! Let me go!

- Hey man, this is our patch.

You didn't ask our permission.

- Sorry, hope I didn't reck anything.

- Hey, it's a little late for sorry, Jay.

- C'mon, we know who you are.

- And we know what you did.

- I never did anything to you.

- The Tower says you messed up our world.

- Like you care what the Tower says?

I never wanted any of this to happen,

I just wanted to find my dad and go home.

- Yeah, well you should've done that.

What'd ya do? Miss your last bus.

- I gotta find Flash and Alpha,

they'll help me get outta here.

- You better hope they got something we want.

- Paws off till your pay for it.

- Not for 35 dollars.

- Not for a comic book.

- This happens to be a limited edition

Charlemagne numeral zero.

- Zero is not a number.

- That's why it's so rare.

- Hey guys, what's happening?

- This dimwit wants 35 bucks

for a comic that's only got four pages in it.

- It's not even big enough to line a birdcage.

- Numeral zero, it's what happened before the beginning?

Careful, it's in mint condition.

- 35 bucks seems like a good deal to me.

- Jay!

- Like you know anything about it?

- What's bugging you!

- Just leave him alone, okay?

- Yeah, come on smart guy, who's Charlemagne's nemesis, huh?

C'mon, what's his fatal flaw, huh?

- Keith, stop.

You know Dr. Oswell said Jay would continue

to have disturbed brainwaves.

- He warned us you'd be mental.

- You'd be the one to know.

- I got to go. He's too weird.

- Keith, it's not contagious.

You two are friends! - Not!

- Keith came to visit you every day in Driftwood.

- Look, forget it.

It's not like we were best buddies before the big sleep.

(door creaks)

- He's just steamed,

'cause he can't afford Charlemagne numeral zero.

(Suspenseful music begins)

- And what can we see?

Average height, plus 10 centimeters.

Average weight, plus 4.6 kilos.

- But that can't be!

If that's true, it means that kids are getting bigger...

Older.

- Are you positive? - Growing up?

- As I explained before--

- But they're not getting any better.

- Is a field-measurement technique.

- It's anarchy out there.

- There's no central authority.

Kids are afraid of everyone.

- In the old days kids only had Tower to be afraid of.

They respected the Tower

in exchange for the protection provided.

- Well, this is all very interesting,

but why is it happening?

- What are they babbling on about?

We know Jake did this.

I want him brought in.

- (sighs) Macro, please.

How can you be sure it was Jay?

- Stop protecting him, Medea!

If you hadn't gone all soft and gushy on the kid,

we'd have had him by now.

- You don't even know he's still here.

- Yeah, well I had him trapped in the Tower, okay.

- (scoffs) Jay, trapped?

You can't even keep your shirt tucked in.

- Look, will you both shut up, please?

All right. That's all in the past.

If Jay is still here--

- Look, just get him, okay?

He owes me big time!

- Don't worry, your macho supremiership.

If Jay is on this planet, I'll find him.

(ominous music)

- How'd you get this?

- Kids bring me stuff, that's what I do now,

I'm a prospector.

- What? You hunt for treasure?

- For knowledge?

- Who cares about that?

- Even you will one day.

- Say I care, what's it supposed to mean?

- Snatchers. They want to know how much we're willing to pay

to get Jay back.

- How do you know they just didn't find the jacket

somewhere?

- The snatchers aren't going to waste their time

selling old clothing.

- Don't you think if Jay were still around,

he'd have contacted you?

- Can you take that chance?

- Even if he is here, are we supposed to drop everything?

(Flash grumbles)

I'll be back.

(suspenseful music)

- Look, I told you he'd be here.

- No way I'm going in there.

- No we've got to, Finger's orders.

- I didn't see the order.

- It will be okay, there's nobody around.

Bring Jay back, finally get promoted off this grungy patch,

keep the payoff for ourselves.

(ominous music)

- Who's the nerd?

(drum crashing)

- That's Moth-wing.

One of Frackle's techies.

- Get lost punk before you--

- (laughs) How rude of me.

Did I forget to introduce...

The rest of my clan?

(menacing music)

- Whoa, wait a minute, Finger sent us.

- So what? Bring the payoff.

- I'd hate to think

Finger's trying to double-cross the snatchers.

And thought that you two could pull it off.

- No, no, no, we've got it right here.

- Well that's a start.

What do ya think, Spook?

I like the belt.

- I like the belt too, Quark.

But you know what, I like the sunglasses even more.

- Come on you guys,

the Tower will never give us new sunglasses.

- Sounds fair to me.

The boots, the belt, and the sunglasses

for the added inconvenience.

- I can live with that.

(ominous music)

- Don't worry about Keith, he'll get over it.

- What's his problem?!

If he doesn't lay off...

Do you think I'm weird now?

- Not all the time, why?

Jay, you're selling your house?

- Hey, what's going on?

- Hey, I'm just doing my job.

(hammer tapping)

(suspenseful musiC)

(snatchers cheering)

(suspenseful music)

- It's my house too!

You can't just decide to sell it.

- I wouldn't do that, Jay.

I didn't. We talked about this.

- We did? Well what's the big rush?

- Well, the real estate agent says it's good time to sell.

- It's the boyfriend, right?

He's making you do this.

- No. (chuckles)

It's the house, Jay.

It's full of ghosts.

- My father's not a ghost.

- Jay, honey, your father is dead.

- No, he's not.

He came to see me when I woke up.

- You know the doctors say

that hallucinations are common

for someone coming out of a coma.

- He was there!

Why don't you believe me?

- Jay, if your father is alive, where is he?

Face it Jay, he's been gone for seven years. He's dead.

And it's time for us both to move on.

And when you're ready,

I have the name of someone you can talk to.

- You mean like a shrink?

You think I'm mental too?

(ominous music)

- I still say we should have brought a few troops along

for protection.

- Even the snatchers know who I am now.

- For someone who's so smart, you can be pretty dumb.

- Don't worry. I'll protect you.

- Alpha, Flash, what a surprise.

- Don't goof on me.

You sent this.

- That's old news.

Jay was hot.

He sold in no time. (snaps)

- Hey, it's just business.

It's nothing personal. (Alpha slaps)

- I'll Give you something personal!

- Wait! Who bought him.

- Hey, kids know when you deal with the snatchers,

it's strictly confidential.

- Look, I'll tell you one thing,

you wouldn't have matched their offer anyway.

- Look, I got a deal on that nerd over there.

See if you could trade him.

(Quark and Spook laugh)

- Thanks, really feel uncomfortable

walking through this place alone.

- (scoffs) I can see why, is this a setup?

- If there was anyone else I wouldn't ask you.

- Great. See ya.

- I didn't mean it that way.

What is it with you?

- What do you want now?

- What did I ever do to you?

If anyone should be mad, it's me.

- Oh, so that's it.

I didn't push you out of the tree house, remember?

It was an accident

and I'm not going to be your slave for life.

- I don't need you to be my slave.

I don't even need you to be my friend.

- Keith, you've got to help him.

His mother's going to sell the house.

- Like I care!

- It's his dad's house too.

- What does a dead guy need with a house?

- He's not dead.

(mysterious music)

- We'll think of something.

- How can you be sure Jay's here?

- [Medea] Alpha, Flash.

- What an unexpected surprise.

What brings you to our humble abode?

- We just followed our noses and here we are.

- What she means is, we followed the smell.

- Well, enough of the pleasantries.

What do you want?

- Actually, I believe the proper question is

what do you want?

- Actually, we have everything we want.

Life is sweet.

- Why can't you people ever say what you mean?

Where's Jay.

- Uh, where he won't do any more harm.

- See we do have something in common.

We all want Jay out of your hair.

- Not yet.

Jay is going to pay for humiliating me.

- (sighs) Macro. Really?

Your need for revenge is so tedious.

- (sighs) What's the point

in being Supreme Commander then, Medea?

- All we want to do is help Jay get home.

- So...

You're saying then if we give you Jay,

you'll get rid of him for us?

- In crude terms. Yes.

- I'm not listening.

(horns booming)

(suspenseful music)

- Jay, are you all right?

- I'm not so crazy about these bracelets.

- Funny, your friends have come all this way,

begging us to let you go.

- But, begging demeans us all, don't you think.

- Yes, I think it means so much more

when a person earns what they need.

I propose a challenge, darling.

A test.

If Jay wins, he's free.

- If Jay defeats our champion,

we'll give him three days to clear out.

- Seems fair to me.

And, not just from the Tower,

from here for good.

- Perfect.

- Who's our champion.

- Why, the strongest, the bravest warrior in all the land,

- But that's-- - Flash.

Right for 200.

- Yeah right, like I'm gonna fight for you.

- It's a free country.

Monitors. (ominous music)

- Lila!

What happened?

If you hurt her you rodent-- - I'm okay!

- Uh, for now.

But Flash, if you beat Jay,

you and Lila get to go home.

(footsteps tapping)

(door unlatching)

(door latching)

- Let me look at you.

Have they been mean to you?

- Why do you care?

You landed on your feet.

- It's not what it looks like.

- I would have thought

that you'd end up with Macro, not Finger.

You're not exactly used the second best.

- No, I'm not.

Oh Jay. (sighs)

You disappeared I had no choice.

If I didn't stay,

they would have turned Alpha and Flash into zombies.

- Sorry, but it doesn't look like you're suffering.

- Then look deeper.

Doesn't matter. (sighs)

I made a promise. (sighs)

I won't see you again.

(somber music)

Good luck tomorrow.

(suspenseful music)

- That's not dangerous.

- You have no idea.

- Okay, that's enough. Let's get started, huh?

(crowd cheering)

Hey Flash, I think we need a little more enthusiasm

in there, huh?

- Leave her!

- Boy, you really know how to mess things up!

- I never meant to drag you into this!

- You just realized that now?

- I had things on my mind.

(crowd cheering)

(Flash groans)

- All right, you've have it!

- [Jay] Come on up here!

Let go!

(crowd Cheering)

- Get up. Come on Jay!

- I knew Flash had spirit. - Come on!

(crowd cheering)

- I should've done this a long time ago.

- That's right hit me c'mon!

- [Flash] With pleasure!

- Now get out of here, go!

- Get up! C'mon! (crowd cheering)

- No, just go!

What'd ya do that for?

- You deserved it!

(Jay yells)

- What are you trying to do, kill me?! Go!

- Not till I'm good and ready.

(Jay groans) (crowd cheering)

- No!

- You moron, we're on the same team!

I've got a moron on my team!

(Flash and Jay grunting)

- Boys are ridiculous.

You have to stop this.

- Not yet.

- [Keith] All right, get 'em for me!

C'mon gimme one. - Load 'em up.

- Load 'em up. Go!

Hey, here.

(balloon splattering)

- C'mon - Yeah.

- C'mon. - They're coming, quickly!

(balloons splattering)

- This is gross! - Look at this.

- This is awful! - Look at this mess!

- Look at this! - It's disgusting!

- What's going on?!

- It's this neighborhood,

I mean it's really going to the dogs.

It's such a shame.

- Didn't she tell you about the new juvie halfway house?

- [Woman] What? - [Man] No!

- Yeah, they're bad.

(balloons splattering)

(crowd cheering) - Let's go together.

- Let's go. C'mon.

(Jay and Flash grunting)

- Stop them! They're both getting away.

- [Flash] Now what?

- Stop them, you idiots.

- Flash, grab me.

Let me go oaf boy!

I said, let me go!

How dare you take me hostage!

- Listen up, Macro.

Give us, Lila and Alpha and free passage out of the Tower.

- For what?

- Medea? Of course.

(Macro sighs)

- You can keep her.

Monitors.

- Oh, okay. Plan B.

- Plan B, right.

Listen up, Macro.

Give us Lila and Alpha and free passage out of the Tower!

- That's what I was afraid of.

- All right look, just shut up Macro.

All right Jay, buddy,

it's a deal, okay?

Lila and Alpha for Medea.

- What? Finger, I forbid you to do this!

- Macro!

Go to your room.

- But I'm the macho supreme--

- Go to your throne!

You are becoming a very expensive little habit.

You've got three days to get out.

- But there's no way out.

(suspenseful music)

(door creaks)

- Hi. I'm Sy, you must be Jay.

Come on in. Let's talk.

- How long is this going to take.

- Well, you know, we can talk about that later.

So, why do you think you're here?

- My mother thinks I have a problem.

- What do you think?

- I don't need a shrink.

It's just a deal that she forced me to make.

- And what's your part of the deal?

- I got her not to sell the house.

- C'mon. (somber music)

(door thuds)

(ominous music)