Final Space

Previously on "Final Space"...

Nightfall reveals that she's Quinn? From the future?!

Whoa! Hot diggity!

Also, she has a thing for Gary,

but there's no time for cosmic three-ways...

because our crew has a breach to close in space...

and fast.

Gary, you have two minutes of oxygen left.

Can we...

change that to something more cheerful?

Sure, Gary.

Cookies.

Act like you're baking a big batch of cookies.

Gary, the cookies will be done in two minutes.

Oh... fantastic. I love cookies.

What kind of cookies we talkin' about?

Butter wheat crunch.

That's... not a cookie.

And you know that, H.U.E. You know that!

1x08 - Chapter Eight

Crew!

Or legion of murdering an irritatingly power-thirsty

pint-sized imp into a plethora of buttholes!

Are you ready to save the Earth?!

- Hooray! Oh, yeah! - Hooray! Hooray!

The question is, Captain, are you ready?

I'm so ready!

I'm so not ready! How am I gonna save an entire planet?

I'm all for trying,

but there's a high chance we're all going to die!

Yes. It's more or less a done deal.

That's not comforting at all!

I can do this, right? Right?! Oh, this is impossible!

Nothing is impossible if we apply our minds to it.

H.U.E., do we know of a way we can close this breach?

- No. - Well, that's not good.

Okay, uh, well... anything at all we could do?

Yes. You can kiss your cheeks goodbye.

You givin' me a little clap back?

You givin' me the old clap back, H.U.E.?!

I thought I'd give it a try before we implode into nothingness.

"Implode into nothingness," he said!

Oh, my gosh. Freaking Mondays.

- Gary, am I gonna die? - Are you trying to cheer me up, KVN?

Okay, because you dying would be a wonderful development.

Shut the hell up, KVN. Or I will find ways.

Actually, there is a way.

H.U.E., set coordinates for sector 12, region 6.79.

Nightfall, that would fly us directly into the sun

at the heart of the Orion Nebula.

- I know. - We are not flying into a sun!

- Do you want to live? - Yes. I would love to live.

That's exactly freaking why we're not flying into a sun!

You're right. We're going to lightfold in.

That's freaking worse! You said it like it was better,

- but that is the opposite of better! - I would never suggest this

unless I knew something you're not sharing.

What do you know?

Quinn, aren't you curious how you became me?

If that answers even involves flying into a sun,

I'm not curious. I don't think anybody's curious.

- Aah! - I'm curious! Keep going!

Must you, KVN?!

- Must you?! - Hee-hee hoo.

- Tell me. - There's only one being who can help us.

A Titan who inhabits a realm

between our dimension and the next called Inner Space.

He came to me. At my lowest point.

It's over. Everything is over.

I'm coming, Gary.

This is not your fate.

I offer not madness, but salvation.

We can change what has become.

- How? - A machine to traverse time.

You can construct it. With my help.

- Who are you? - Bolo.

A fellow victim of infinity.

And now we fight back.

- Who's Bolo? - He's a Titan.

The Titans are terrible, vengeful creatures

who poison the universe with chaos.

Each in charge of a different realm.

One broke ranks. Bolo.

He saw there was a better way and sealed off our dimension

from the horrors of Final Space.

They took revenge and imprisoned him.

He's the only one who can help.

That's sick.

Older hot Quinn makes an excellent point.

If Bolo's the only one that can help us, we've got no choice.

- Chookity pok! - Well said, Mooncake.

Let's fly through a sun!

Oh, my Lord, I cannot believe we are doing this.

Dimension phasing is notoriously difficult.

To see Bolo, we're going to have to lightfold

exactly through the sun's aperture.

If we are off by even one degree, we burn up and die.

Buckle up. This will be a bumpy ride.

All right, H.U.E. Take us in!

Entering into the corona of the sun.

The heat of the sun has melted through the navigation system.

You will need to manually navigate it into the aperture.

- All right, I'll do it. - But you're not a good pilot.

Thank you very much for believing in me, Quinn!

- Please do not screw this up. - Okay, that's not helping!

Concentrate, Gary. You gotta do this.

Let's thread this needle.

Come on, come on, come on, come on!

- Gary! Center it! - I got this!

You got this, Thunder Bandit!

No, you don't! Center it!

- Oh, you're scaring me! I'm scared! - Center it!

I'm very frightened!

- Gary! - Aah!

Oh, my crap! Oh, my crap.

Welcome to Inner Space.

Just our luck. He's... asleep.

Gary, he's been asleep for 10,000 years.

- Well, then why are we here? - Wait for it.

Wait for wha...

Get me the hell out of here!

Did we just get sucked into dude's mind?

- Don't worry, that's normal. - I am not okay with this ...

winter wonderland of cosmic cotton candy!

Aah! Aah!

I'm just gonna put this down right on this little lily pad.

Oh, there we go.

Oh, hey, there's a guy. Hey. Hey!

So, not sure we're in the right place,

- but we got this thing ... - You're late!

- Late? - Yes, late!

- He's been waiting on you for years! - You're like a giant flaming M&M.

Excuse me?! Are you giving me sass?!

Hyah!

Oh! Freaking...! Did you just

whack me in the face with your stick?! Aah!

You and I are not gonna get along.

Explain... to me...

what just happened.

We hopped over to brain chamber two.

Hopped? No, no, no, no!

We were hurled ...

Oh, there's moisture. Am I...?

I think my eyes are bleeding!

My eyes! Blood! Blood!

This is only Brain Chamber Six.

Here we are. Chamber number 795.

Bolo's Mind Palace.

Beyond this point, only one of you may enter,

and it's already been pre-selected.

Yooooou!

You've been chosen.

But then again, you were already selected

before you were even born!

- We'll be here, Gary. - You got this!

KVN will look after Mooncake, 'cause he's so helpful.

I don't like this. All this right here, I don't like.

You're not hanging out with Mooncake.

You're a bad influence. Okay? 'Cause I don't like you.

- You're the worst. - Good luck, Gary.

Come forth, Gary.

Oh, my gosh. Okay...

Ohh... Oh ... ah!

Aah! Okay. This is new.

In order to face what's ahead,

you need to face what's inside of you.

Oh, look!

- There's a Construction Hat Gary. - Hey!

There's an Eagle-Faced Gary.

Hi!

- Cookie-Headed Gary. - Hi. What's up?

Oh, my gosh! Little Micro Gary.

- Hey! - Who's that?

That's the Amazing Mustache Gary.

Gary, you're never gonna be able to grow one of these.

A thick, rich, luscious mustache.

Hell yeah, that feels good!

It's true. I've never been able to grow a mustache.