Titan A.E. Page #2

And I would|wanna do that because?

Because it's worth it.|Because the human race needs you.

Maybe you haven't|had a look around lately, but|there aren't many of us left.

At the rate we're going, they'll be|reading about us in textbooks...

- and displaying our bones|in alien museums.

- Yeah, well, having your planet|blown up can have that effect.

But maybe I've been wrong all|these years, and it took your|inspiring speech to make me see.

You've really changed me.|It's beautiful.

I think|we've gotta hug.

- Oh, man.|They've really ground you down.|- Hey, get this straight.

I don't even know you.|I don't want any part of your mission,

Oh, okay.

- I think he called you morons.

- Whoa!|- Korso.

Captain, this is Akima.|We are not alone.

Are we in good company?

That's a negative,|Captain.

I think we've fallen in|with a very bad crowd.

Roger that.|Let's prep for departure.

Tek, I need to be scarce|for a while.

- You don't know the half of it.|- Ha-ha.

Are you still bothering people?|Hey, go away.

Great job with the kid, Tek.|He's a charmer.

I expected you to take him|off my hands a lot sooner.

- Tek, wait.|Who is this? You know him?|-Joseph Korso.

- Tek, wait.|Who is this? You know him?|-Joseph Korso.

- I was with your father|on the Titan project.|- My father.

- I don't have a father.|You brought this guy here?

- Yes.|- I don't understand. Why?

You still got that ring|your father gave you?

- Give it to me.|- Hey, give it back!

- Cale-|- Shh.

- Ahh.

Ah. Here.

- Put it on.|- Hmm.

- How did- How did you-|- It's a storage device.

It's genetically encrypted to your|father, and therefore, to you.

It's a map, Cale.

It can tell us|where your father hid the Titan.

That's why I've spent|the last 15 years lookin' for ya.

That ship means everything.|Humanity depends on you finding it.

Me?|Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Me? No, no, no.|I'm not- Tek, listen,

there must|be someone better.

It's time, Cale.|It's time to stop running.

- Well, actually,

I think it's time|to start.

Drej.|What do they want?

They want you, kid.|Same way I want you, only dead.

How do you know|they want me dead?

I'm convinced.

We gotta get|to the kitchen.

- Korso, the gravity drive!

- You ready?|- Tek, I'll lead you in.

- I'll stay here.|- Tek, you can't.

Take care of the kid.|He's not all grown up yet.

- No, no, no, no. You're coming.|- Go, Cale. I'll read about you.

Follow me!

Whoa!

- Well, this would be good|if we had any baking to do.

Oh, my food!|You guys are- You're terrible.

You're unsanitary.|Ooh, I hope that they catch you,

and I'll test if ya gainst you,|and you'll never get out of jail.

- Hey, you'll get|all the ketchup you want.

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