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So I used my computer,

which is only a 128K,

but that should be enough

to find out what it...

What it does, if it does

anything at all, which it...

Which it probably doesn't.

So you got it?

- Makes sense to me.

- Good.

There's no sense in waiting.

Are you ready?

Sure, I guess.

It'll probably just burn out

or something.

Oh, well.

This kind of stuff usually takes

years and years to develop

and work out the bugs.

What's? What's it doing?

I don't get it.

It's programming itself.

I don't believe this.

It's asking for coordinates

on x-, y- and z-axes

to locate a point in space

relative to its terminal.

How did you dream this?

Guess I'm just that kind of guy.

Well, let's see what happens.

"Confirm. "

What was that?

I have no idea.

There's holes in all these!

I can see through there!

- This is from my dream?

- Calm down, Ben.

There has got to be a logical

explanation for this, a scientific reason.

This is a trick, right, you guys?

Listen, we have got

to swear to secrecy.

If someone finds out about this,

they're gonna try to take it away,

and they can't do that,

because you dreamt it,

I built it, and it's our secret.

- Right?

- Right.

You pull this on every other sucker

that comes in here?

Wolfgang!

Oh, it's my father.

Wolfgang...

...I was sure the bug bomb

was down here somewhere.

Insect byproducts...

Hello. Oh, so this is the new

experiment.

- Yeah. Yeah.

- How's it going?

Oh, it's fine, fine.

Well, with all this equipment...

Is that my video sync generator?

- No, I seriously doubt it, Father.

- Hello.

- Hello, Heinlein.

- Go to hell.

Shut up, Heinlein.

Now that I come to think of it,

I did see some insect waste products

over in that corner, and there

could be some bug bomb.

- Bug bomb?

- Yeah, of course.

- Most definitely in that corner.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah. Yes.

- Good. I remember...

I have to get it running again anyway.

I'll call you tonight.

All right, don't forget.

Good night, Mr. Mller.

Ja. Ja.

Father, now that I come

to think of it, maybe it's...

It's not here.

Frieda, swat them with the broom!

Our speed is diminishing.

We're now in the atmosphere

of Earth.

Where are you going?

Our universe is vast.

Full of wonders.

I'll explore.

Perhaps find another Metaluna.

A place inhabited by beings

not unlike myself.

You see, I'm more adventurous

than you imagined me.

Exeter, you've used all your power

bringing us here.

Even if you had a place to go,

you couldn't make it.

Come with us.

We'll heal your wounds.

I'm afraid my wounds

can never be healed.

You've things to teach us.

Thank you.

We're over your Earth now.

It's time for you to go.

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