High Moon

Astronauts used to be heroes.

Maybe we'll get a medal

if we fix this sensor relay.

Buzz Aldrin's spacesuit

wasn't issued

by the bureau of prisons.

What a bunch of posers.

Those first astronauts,

they were on the Moon

for two and a half hours.

I'm doing 10 to 20.

I thought you said

the first moon landing was fake.

All those medals they got?

The only one they deserved?

"Best actor."

We got a bum satellite.

Satellites don't

just fall out of the sky.

Um...

I think this one did.

Huh.

No. Just stare at it.

That's good.

Here. Can I see

those, please?

Yeah.

Nah. It's toast.

Somebody cut that?

Sabotage...

Probably the russians.

They are history's villains.

You worried about

the russians, Leon?

I... I don't know.

You should be.

They've banked

a hundred years of resentment

about losing the race

to get here,

and now they're

ready to cash in.

Huh. Fascinating.

Whoa.

It looks like a root.

What is that?

It's a flower.

Do we have earthquakes

on the Moon?

Not by definition.

Get up. Get up, Leon!

Compliments of Pilgrim Galactic.

You must be

Eve St. John-Smythe.

Thank you.

I am so sorry for your loss.

I can't imagine losing a brother

and then being asked

to investigate

what caused the explosion

you lost him to.

"Who."

"What" caused it

is for the forensic scientists.

I'm here to find out

who caused it.

I'd want revenge, too.

Justice.

State-sanctioned revenge

is still revenge.

So what part of the state

is sanctioning you?

I guess you could say

I work for myself.

Everybody answers to somebody.

Unless they're you, of course.

I answer to the shareholders.

Don't you own

the majority share?

I answer to my father's legacy.

And his father's.

The St. John-Smythe family

have poured generations

into bringing the Moon

to the people of Earth,

and you still haven't

answered my question.

When I catch

whoever's responsible,

they'll answer

to the air force office

of special investigations.

I hope you find your justice.

Prepare for landing.

Your gravity suit

is too cumbersome

to put on yourself,

so the sarcophagus

does the heavy-lifting.

Doesn't leave much

to the imagination.

We sacrificed modesty

for efficiency.

And a view.

It's just like moving

in Earth gravity.

By contrast,

your spacesuit

is ultra-light,

designed to be taken on

and off quickly.

Snappy.

Uh...

Self-filtering,

smart-fibre clothing,

so if you have to go,

go forth and eliminate.

Just...

No solids.

And where's your space suit?

Form-fitting,

oxygen-recycling force-fields.

Beta-testing?

Omega-testing.

I am wearing it.

You still get oxygen

from your suit.

Don't run out.

Ah. Yours?

When it opens to the Moon's

first recreational visitors

in three months,

we'll finally be delivering on

the commitment made

by this monument.

The Moon and her helium

aren't just an energy drink

to quench Earth's thirst

for fuel.

She's a medal

pinned in the night sky

to commemorate mankind's

greatest accomplishment

and to remind everybody

we're capable of more.

Very inspirational.

It's going to stay that way.

That little lander

didn't just carry

two men to the Moon,

it carried the promise

of bringing the Moon

to everyone on Earth,

and I'm not going to let

sabotage, revenge, or...

Justice break that promise.

Bon voyage.

Ian Thurgood.

I'm Yama winehart.

I'm your lunar liaison.

The general's daughter.

A pleasure.

All mine.

I understand you're the one

going into the debris ring

to collect what's left

of our physical evidence.

One of the perks of having

muscles built for the Moon.

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