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Did you have a little fling with her too? Eh?

Yeah?

You don't gotta hide it.

In space, we all get lonely.

Men and women both, only thing

we can do is get real friendly.

Am I right, brother?

Come on, Hayes!

If we don't hurry up here,

the skipper's gonna have our hides!

What are you standing

around like a dumbass for?!

Loading of firing charge 1 00%.

--With this done, we'll have

our day off tomorrow after all.

--Transport container B404 on standby.

--We almost lost it. Too close for comfort.

--Transport container B404 on standby.

Don't move!

Just stay like that, nice and quiet.

Where's the captain?

Numbers 5 and below, get

the lid on the residential quarters.

If anybody puts up resistance,

you've got permission to terminate 'em.

Nobody's armed.

What's the point of capturing

a supply transport station like this?

What are your demands?!

Didn't he learn his lesson the first time?!

What's wrong?! Did something happen?!

The liquefied protons!

Load one ton of liquefied protons into

that container and fire it at the moon base?!

Do you understand what you're saying?!

Then they are carrying protons...

There are over 300,000

people on the moon base.

You plan to massacre them?!

On our continent, around that

number dies of starvation every day!

You send food and supplies to the moon,

but why not to the starving people on Earth?!

We lost in the African War

five years ago, but it's not over yet.

We'll do whatever we have

to in order to set things right.

We're going to take the

leftover protons, of course.

Their military value is immeasurable.

They must be joking!

We didn't lug the protons

all the way back here for that!

The moon has an

emergency interceptor system...

But even detonated from

10,000 kilometers away,

liquefied protons have enough destructive

force to wipe out the entire moon base.

Open up!

Open the door!

Open it! Open up!

Dan, get out the emergency suits!

Open the door!

Back up, I'll burn through with the laser!

Wait! Stop! The decompression signal!

Crap!

What happened?!

Number 8, Number 9, respond!

Answer me!

Sh*t!

Don't take your eyes off them!

Skipper!

Numbers 1 1 and under,

head for the docking bay!

What?! The main nozzle's

completely detached?!

They busted in while

we were swapping it out...

And I was out cold there for a while.

Goddamnit! If the main boosters

can't fire up, we're paralyzed!

There are just the four

of us left on the Dutchman

and our only real weapons are their

two laser rifles and my hand laser...

We're gonna aim the interstellar

radar's antenna at the docking bay!

What?

You're thinking we can diffusely

reflect the electrons from inside!

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