118 baris pertama.
Rigby!
We're rocketing through space at warp speed,
and you're asleep at the controls?!
It's on autopilot!
That means I don't have to push any buttons!
And, believe me, I tried to push a lot of different buttons.
Eileen, how close are we to the rendezvous point?
We should be coming out of warp right about...
Now!
It's just empty space.
Maybe Buttons McGee over here
sent us to the wrong coordinates.
Wow, Skips, that's a really insightful name for Rigby.
Thanks.
I been reading some books.
Wait, what's that?
Alpha Dome found.
Piloted by Mary Stone, John Murrow...
Alpha Dome?
It's the first dome sent into space.
Yeah, I know. Then why were you asking?
I wasn't asking. I was just surprised.
It sounded like you were asking.
I wasn't asking!
...Steve Mikulski.
Dome status... unknown.
Hail them.
Now hailing.
They're not answering.
At the tone, please record your message.
Hang up, hang up, hang up!
Rawls' coordinates brought us here.
There must be something important in that dome.
Skips, take Mordecai and Rigby and check it out.
But be careful... we gotta be on the lookout
for anyone trying to get to Pops.
Starting dome docking procedure.
Careful!
Whatever stopped the dome
could be waiting to stop us, too.
Huh?!
Whoa!
Interesting.
Or "Whoa." I don't know.
Visitors!
Visitors, everyone!
I think that's Captain Mary Stone.
Good morrow, gentlemen.
We don't get many visitors.
From where have you come?
Oh, from that other dome right there.
Do you have something for us
or do you know why our computer brought us here?
Computer?
Is that the name of your horse?
Oh, what a lovely name for a horse!
Eh... would you mind telling us what year it is?
Why, it's the year of our Silas, 1690.
1690?!
Huddle up, boys.
Something's wrong here.
These people are stuck in the past.
Why can't we just tell them it's the future?
The truth could send them into total shock!
But Rawls must have sent us to Alpha Dome for something.
Follow my lead.
Excuse me, madam.
Wouldst thou know where to find
the leader of this good township?
Why, you're speaking of our town father,
Silas the Wise.
Praise Silas!
Praise Silas!
Somebody praising my name?
Silas!
He-e-y!
Did I carry you well, Silas?
What was that? Did my carriage speaketh?
I don't want to have to get a new carriage!
No, Silas! Your carriage spoke not!
Your carriage shall carry you until its wheels fall off
from its crippling calcium deposits.
Good.
Boy, feed the carriage.
Ooh! My buckle and hat!
Who are these newcomers?
They came here on a horse named Computer.
Computer?
My!
W-What a wonderful name for a horse!
Good sir, are you not the Steve Mikulski
from the crew photo?
Pho... to?
Ha! What a hilarious word, with so many sounds!
Mary, these people are quite funny.
Excellent discovery.
Have some hay.
Ugh! Couldst thou just take us to your control room...
Silas! Silas!
Steffen has accidentally buckled his shoe to his hat again!
These simple creatures.
Silas' work is never done.
While you're busy with this, would you...
or... thine... mind if we take a look around?
Of course not!
Consider thyselves the honored guests
of Silas the Wise.
Hmm.
Whoa!
The Alpha Dome bridge!
This place is a pigsty!
Intruder alert! Intruder alert!
Man, what is up with this place?!
That computer's gotta know why were here.
This is Steve Mikulski, journal entry 4-6-2-7.
It's Day 1 after The Incident.
We had just warped in to our coordinates.
What's going on?!
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