Pirate's Code: The Adventures of Mickey Matson Page #4

You better be right

about this, country boy.

Great.

This isn't good.

Now!

Watch it, dude.

I'm from Chicago.

Maybe we should be enrolled

in the advanced class.

Yeah?

Well, you're in luck.

That class is now in session.

Any ideas?

I had the last idea.

Come on.

You're not the only one

from Chicago.

Player eliminated.

All hype, no hero.

Player eliminated.

You guys had us.

We never even saw that

flanking move coming.

Yeah, well, our new recruits

decided they had a better idea.

Hey, they were pretty

good for their first day.

You want "pretty good"

watching your back

on the next operation?

No.

Mickey, come on.

Don't let it get to you.

Hey, hey, Admiral.

What you got us doin"?

Pedaling.

Yeah, the pedalin' I get,

but what exactly are we doin'?

Providing coolant

for the Tesla.

Don't stop pedaling.

At a certain point she's

gonna get real bright.

This is normal.

Just close your eyes

and keep peddling.

He should close his eye.

Always pedaling.

Always.

Always.

Always pedaling.

This is curious,

Little Brother.

Oh!

Why they stopping?

They must always--

They destroy my machine.

They are imbeciles!

And moron!

I'm aware.

That's why we need them.

Bobby Lee!

This thing's

a gettin' rowdy!

You must keep pedaling,

remember?

You provide the coolant.

Yeah, but I don't remember

you saying nothin'

about no gator-sized sparks.

Run for your life,

little brother!

I feel all fuzzy.

Stop!

The pulse could kill you.

Whoa!

Steady the patient!

Imbeciles!

Moron!

Well, you're still alive.

Well, of course we are.

Wait, why wouldn't we be?

Hang on, now.

What in the name

of Jefferson Davis--

Those imbeciles.

Ah, ah, ah!

Aaaggghhhh!

They fry my Dulan motor!

Moron!

Ah, my baby!

My baby!

Ooh-ooh!

Oh!

Oh

Oh!

The light was energy,

an electromagnetic pulse,

to be exact.

That's why the coolant needed

to be pumped manually

until the timer hit zero!

Admiral!

Admiral!

North Bay...

...she's dark.

You've done it, Admiral.

Ya done it!

Yeah!

We did it!

So what are we celebratin'?

The world's liberation, mate.

That blast fried every

electronic device on earth.

How's about a speech,

Admiral?

Aye.

Speech!

Speech!

Speech!

Speech!

Speech!

Speech!

Speech!

Speech!

Speech!

Speech!

Speech!

Speech!

Speech!

Speech!

I dreamed of this moment

for almost 10 years.

It's a reality because of my

friend, Serbian genius,

Martin Sekulichick.

Today the world

will call us villains,

tomorrow its saviors,

but forever you will be

able to declare

that you were here

when the world--

It's the wife.

Hello?

No, no I gotta go.

I'm busy right now.

Okay, I love you, bye.

I'm sorry.

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