Sax Rohmer's Sumuru

Come on, Jake.

There's got to be something down there.

Give me some readings.

Can't.

Lower atmosphere radiation levels are too high.

Without ground boosters, we can't even detect an elephant.

Any word from the base?

Nope.

Still a white noise on all frequencies.

Look, either these people are dead, out to lunch, or...

Or what?

Or they're just not in the mood to talk to us.

After 900 years of no contact with Earth, who'd thunk, huh?

Eh.

Let's take a closer look.

Atmosphere re-entry sequence initiated.

You know, I've always said that deep space colonization...

Deep space colonization is a bad idea.

Well, from where I'm sitting, that fact we spread

the human gene pool this far in the galaxy

was a pretty good investment, huh?

Are you going to tell them why we're here?

Not yet, I want to assess the situation first.

Oh, assess?

What's to assess?

I mean, down there is probably mankind's last hope.

If they don't come to the party, we're all royally screwed.

Stand by for entry.

Sequence complete.

Prepare for atmosphere re-entry.

Tell me you can fix this.

Radiation's knocked out all the nav systems.

Entry program is offline.

Manual override complete.

Ah, OK.

Remember flight school?

Manual steering.

Eh, just like riding a bull.

Hold on tight.

Hello, colonists!

This is one hell of an introduction.

We're losing altitude real fast.

I gotta get the nose up.

Burn forward thrusters.

OK, three, two, one.

Burn.

Come on, baby.

One last time.

Come on, baby.

We're still too steep, Adam.

Jake, skids down, now!

Ah, man, this is going to hurt.

I'm taking the skids down.

Wow.

Hold on.

Oh man.

We have got to find a better way of getting

from planet to planet.

Forgot I was strapped down.

Well, we can't stay long.

I'm parked in the loading zone anyway, so...

Lean on something.

Lean on something.

All right.

Hold that.

Oh yeah.

Nice driving, Wade.

Set you down over here.

Oh yeah.

Welcome to planet Antares, my ass.

Ah! Get off me.

What are you doing?

Damn it, Jake, I'm a pilot, not a doctor.

Yeah, baby.

Oh, that's much better.

Thank you.

Here, hold this.

Hm?

Sorry about that.

What's that up there?

Where?

What are you talking about?

Looks like a dog.

OK.

Relax, Jake.

You're all tranq-ed up.

Planet of the dogs.

Let's go check it out.

Easy, easy trigger. Just... here.

Hold this. Put it on there.

I'll go...

More... starbase should be...

Come on. I'll tell you what.

I'll go check it out.

You stay here.

Put pressure on that.

Told you.

The snake heads are behind us.

OK.

Don't be scared.

Kid. Wait!

Kid!

Snake heads, huh?

Yeah, maybe the snake heads will catch him, instead of us.

You're late for sacrifice, boy.

Run, dog, run!

Get out of here!

Take him away.

Jake!

You OK?

Yeah.

Just juicy.

That was quite a ride.

A good 6.2 on the old Richter scale.

Yeah, I got that.

What caused it?

Let me guess.

You need some geo scans, huh?

Yeah, I'd appreciate that.

You found anything yet?

I'm not sure.

I'll get back to you on that.

Sumuru.

Sumuru.

Sumuru.

Sumuru.

Sumuru.

Sumuru.

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Sumuru.

We hail the great serpent goddess who

shakes the heart of our world.

We hail the great serpent goddess.

All powerful snake mother, receive our offering of blood.

All powerful snake mother,

receive our offering of blood.

Nice local wildlife.

Sumuru.

Queen of planet Antares.

The serpent goddess returns the sun to our sky.

We all thank the serpent for our sunrise.

Bring out this sacrifice.

The serpent is ready to feed.

Feed the goddess.

Feed the goddess.

Feed the goddess.

Feed the goddess.

Feed the goddess. Feed the goddess.

Feed the goddess.

Feed the goddess.

Feed the goddess.

Feed the goddess.

Feed the goddess.

Feed the goddess.

Feed the goddess.

Feed the goddess.

Feed the goddess.

Feed the goddess.

Sacrifice, behold the serpent's face.

Feed the goddess. Feed the goddess.

Feed the goddess.

Feed the goddess.

No!

Dove!

He's my birth brother, Sumuru!

Your brother.

Hold them!

They have defiled the ritual.

Throw them all in the pit.

Stop!

You know the law, Taxan.

Man kills so man can be killed, but not women.

Your woman just defiled our holy sacrifice

and she killed another woman.

It was self-defense.

She still has my protection.

Order your women to back off, Taxan.

I am goddess in this temple, and that male

is my chosen sacrifice.

You may be goddess in this temple, Taxan,

but I am queen of Antares.

The girl serves me.