Final Space

- Chookity? Chookity! - Shoot the laser. Shoot the laser!

What Mooncake is trying to say here is...

Previously on "Final Space"...

Avocato's been trying to save his son, Little Cato,

for a long freakin' time,

who the Lord Commander has locked away. Oh, crap!

Gary swore that he wouldn't rest

until Little Cato was back home safe,

and Gary always keeps his word.

Four minutes of oxygen left, Gary.

Avocato, now would be the time to appear and scoop me up.

He's not coming, Gary.

I'm afraid no one is.

H.U.E., what are my chances that I'm secretly an immortal?

Like Zeus, Hercules, or Octoprime Rex?

There is no chance.

I think there's a chance I got

an Octoprime Rex thing going on. Big time.

You have absolutely no chance because Octoprime Rex

is completely fabricated by you.

If we're talking percentages

of me becoming an eight-sided enhanced T-Rex,

what are the odds?

Zero percent.

So death it is.

1x06 - Chapter Six

H.U.E., can you patch this in?

Transferring.

Dad, these are my coordinates.

Come find me. I mean, at your leisure,

but like, for me preferably fast. That'd be great.

Is that your son?

- Yes. - He looks healthy.

I mean, look, yeah, it looks like ... it looks like

you did a pretty good job raising the boy.

I mean, it's obvious he's been bathing.

I've traced the coordinates to the Udrex System in Sector 11.

H.U.E., set a course. Sector 11.

Out of the question! We've got a breach to close!

- H.U.E., Sector 11. Now! - Stand back.

- Ah! - I get it. He's your son.

But a world can end if we don't close the breach.

You're right. It is my son.

- And we're getting him. - Dude! What the freak?!

Gary, which is it? Earth, or his son?

- You're going to have to choose. - Remember. You promised.

It's going down!

It... is... going... downtown, y'all!

I've thought on it... and I choose both.

But first, we need to save Little Cato.

In the chair!

- You're saying your son is worth the lives of ... - Yes.

- Is this totally necessary? - KVN, watch her.

I can't believe I trusted you.

We're gonna do both jobs.

Hang tight. We'll be back.

You sure you want to do this?

There's a 99% chance that this is a trap.

Traps are just open casting calls for heroes.

Plus, you already tied up Quinn,

so there's no real rebound after that.

- You're a good friend. - I would've gone with "great."

But whatever. I'll take... good.

- What is happening? - I think we're about to hug.

Should we?

The siren's call is beckoning us to embrace.

- We shan't ignore her. - Mmm.

Hell, yeah.

Thanks, bud. Needed that.

- Let's get your boy back. - Chookity!

- Mooncake, we're gonna need rich sacks of back up. - Ooh!

We're goin' down to the Lord Commander's prison colony.

- It's dangerous! - Ooh!

It's life-threatening! We're probably gonna die.

- I ... You got my back, little buddy? - Chookity!

I didn't really sell that very well, did I?

Crap! So no back up.

- Just two hombres with a dream. - H.U.E., let's do this.

We have arrived.

Then land this thing.

Unfortunately, if we land, we will be detected.

You'll have to space vault.

Are you sa... are you saying we gotta jump?

Jump like freakin' a zillion feet through that purple cloud?!

How close can you get us?

Hmm. Nowhere near close enough.

I can do nowhere near close enough. Punch it, H.U.E.!

What is this? Two planets?!

There's two! Which one is it?

- It's left. - Right?

R-Right? I-I can't hear you over the music!

- Right it is! - Gary!

Something feels wrong.

Yeah, because we're on the wrong planet.

Agreed. This planet is all wrong.

No, literally! We landed on the wrong planet!

Gosh dang it. Crap it rough!

Of course, it's left. It's always left.

Everything in my life has always been left. Left! Left!

Yum, yum, yum, yum! Hmm. Wup, wup, wup!

Wup, wup, wup!

How does it feel, KVN?

To be so hot, so good looking,

so... so handsome?

Hmm. So, uh, am I the best-looking thing

- aboard the Galaxy One? - By far.

Ohhhhh.

Quinn, I can make you very happy here.

- Uh, should I kill Gary? - What?! No.

But soon. Then it will just be the two of us.

And when I say hot, that doesn't even begin to describe

- what you've got coming. - Oooooh, I like it hot!

Then you... just... untie me, KVN.

Maybe I can re-tie you later? With love knots?

And then I can kill Gary later, right?

Just untie me, you metallic moron!

Sorry, just to be clear, did you say

- kill Gary, or don't kill Gary? - Shut up.

H.U.E., ready a HAWK. I got a breach to close.

Quinn, you should reconsider.

Too late. Open the hangar.

Quinn, I think there is something you should see before you go.

Not interested, H.U.E. No one left to trust.

You can trust Gary.

That's a joke, right?

What's this?

It's time you get to know the real Gary.

There are hundreds.

Yes, one for every day of his sentence.

Oooh.

Hey, Quinn! It's me, Gary.

Day one!

Uh, I should probably start by apologizing to you

and of course the Sanchez family

for blowing up their very mediocre restaurant.

If we're being honest.

Looks like we've come down with a case of wrong-planet-itis.

- Luckily, there's a cure. - What?

Jump to the next planet!

What? No tunes, baby?!

Whoo!

Yeah! We're planet jumping, man!

We are planet jumping!

All right! Let's kill them all!

They're never gonna see us coming!

Oh! Whoa!

I say we burst in, guns blazing.

- Blind fire from the hip. - For Little Cato.

- For Little Cato. - Meow!

Oh, come on!

- Oh, great. Nobody's around. - This is totally a trap.

- Where are you going? - I gotta take care of some biz.

- Curious? Thought so. - No.

I gotta release a fat pee stream.

- I wasn't curious. - You were totally curious.

- No, I wasn't! - I ... Whatever!

- Papa. - Cato....

Papa.

Papa.

- Papa. - Little Cato!

Ooh. Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, not to kill the reunion vibe,

but there's something mega not right with your boy.

It's my fault. He's angry with me.

Well, it's, uh, you know, that's great. It's good, it's good.

But, uh, he's got a weird way of showing that,

in the fact that he's hovering off the ground!

- Yeah, you got a point. - I got a point? I know I do.

- Aah! - Aah! Agh!

Okay, nice to meet you. And your name is?

Death is sweeter than life.

I don't know why more kids aren't named

"Death is sweeter than life." Fine boy you have here.