Pirate's Code: The Adventures of Mickey Matson Page #2

Jet boots are hot.

AH systems online.

Voice command activated.

You have clearance, Max.

Power up!

We're at 10% thrust!

Initiate stabilizers.

Quantum stabilizers

are initiated.

Experimental equipment training

working with Major Lynch,

advanced class.

Let's see the landing.

Power down.

Good work.

Let's take him

out to the range.

Let's get the lead out!

Yes, ma'am.

Let's go!

Mickey Matson?

It's pretty cool

what you did last year,

stoppin' those guys.

You mean what

we did last year?

I'm Vicky.

It should be easy to remember,

rhymes with Mickey.

It does.

Well, bye.

Are you serious,

country boy?

Hey, I'm Vicky.

Our names rhyme.

How absolutely

nauseating, ugh.

You're Mickey Matson,

the hero.

Glad you're here.

Be good to see if you

live up to the hype.

Hey, where are we goin'?

A little patience, please.

I've been patient

for over a year now.

Well, then a minute more

won't hurt you, will it?

No, Mickey's gonna wanna be

in there a few minutes alone.

Trust me.

Okay, guys, real funny.

Let me out.

Hello, Mickey.

Swampy;?

Oh, I missed you so much.

I missed you too.

[shots firing

What the?

That was close now!

Watch it!

Promise I'll stop blastin' ya

if ya sing me a little ditty.

We ain't singin'

for no leprechaun.

Nope.

Oh, when the saints

go marchin' in,

oh, when the saints

go marchin' in,

how I want to be

in that number

when the saints go marchin' in.

Seamus!

Well, we'd be a quartet

if Billy was here.

Seamus, that's no way

to treat our esteemed guests.

Some employees

you got here, Uncle Joey.

They have violated at least--

and I'm talkin minimum--

13 OSHA guidelines

since I stepped aboard

this st in kin' boat.

Two things, Bobby Lee.

First, this is not a boat.

It's a ship.

Secondly...

Call me Admiral

or Ironsides

or Admiral Ironsides

or Your Highness,

but never again refer to me

as your Uncle Joey!

What happened to your

face, Uncle Joe-oh, Ironsides?

Old Admiral?

Not that you're old.

If you do, I'll joyfully tie

an anchor around your necks

and send you

straight to the depths

to meet Davey Jones himself.

Please, let me

introduce you to Tesla.

Well, hello, Tesla.

No, Bobby Lee,

that is Martin,

our resident genius.

This is Tesla.

Well, what's it do,

Uncle-Admiral?

This is the cure, means

by which we will implement

a new code for humanity.

So it makes

quite a ruckus, huh?

You have no idea.

Gramps, this is

Sully Braggington.

Cool, I've heard

a lot about you,

mostly that you were dead.

You come exactly

as advertised.

It seems like a rotten thing

to do to your grandson,

being dead

but not really being dead.

It sends a mixed message.

You got sick, Gramps,

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