Invasion America

Sir! Repairs are complete.

We are 2 hours from Earth at Tachyon Drive.

Get me the Moon Base.

What is your status, Balchor? - Phase 2 is almost complete, Sir.

We are preparing for phase 3.

And will phase 3 destroy the American Capital

in one strike?

Absolutely, Sir. The trajectory

can be programmed in a matter of minutes.

Then, we will fire at your command.

Very good! Wait until I arrive.

Tachyon Drive. Now!

"It had taken us two days to reach the Moon".

"Two days of planning and waiting";

"while meteors continued to fall on America".

"We were now the only hope of stopping the invasion".

Plutac said the Moon was full of Demons.

Who was Plutac? - A writer of ancient Greece.

Huh, pretty smart for an old guy.

Intrepid: this is Mission Control, do you copy?

"Roger" Mission Control.

Understand, you're requesting the Parking Orbit?

That's affirmative. - "Roger".

Prepare for Retro Fire Sequencing, and Lunar Stationary Orbital Insertion.

Hang onto your "Rudeworks".

And...we're...parked.

"If we were scared, we never did show it".

"The truth was, we knew almost nothing

about our target or what we were up against".

"But one thing was sure: that we had become a team".

All right, people. Let's review:

we'll leave the Shuttle in 4 minutes, using the Hinges

to come in low and evade detection.

Doc? The Moon Base Force Dome is part of a "Speed System".

Enter too fast, you'll bounce right off.

Once we're in, I'll find us some Tyrussian "Duds"

so we can blend in. - Hmmm, Angie?

In the Command Center, David and I will start laying

the "Ribbon Explosive", it shouldn't take more than 10 minutes.

Once the Ribbon's been laid, I'll set the Detonator timer.

We'll have 15 minutes to get out of there.

Once activated, the timer can't be stopped.

Jim? - Yeah, I...I'll hold down the fort here.

Maintain the orbit for your return.

Intrepid: this is White House 1, this is White House 1: Do you read?

Intrepid here. We read you, Mr. President.

Ha, tell me some good news, Phil! We're gettin' hammered down here!

We're executing our attack plan now.

How can we keep in touch with you?

You'll lose our signal once we cross the "Terminator",

but your comlink will be one of our crew: Jim Bailey.

Hello Jim. - Hello Mr. President.

Wha, Ah...how old are you Jim? - 17, Sir.

We're breaking off now Mr. President. - "Roger", standing by.

Let's go people, we're on the clock.

Hurry back, ok? I don't have that much change for the meter.

See you soon.

You've got to get me some "Eyes" up there!

We're re-routing the Mars probe NASA launched last week. It should reach it's closest Lunar approach in two hours, Sir.

Intrepid, what's goin' on? - They're on their way, Mr. President.

Ha, Godspeed, Phil!

: The scanner has detected motion in the new section.

: We must be careful. Send a patrol to the section.

Cover our tracks.

Keep it quiet.

That's how they do it.

Back! Enemy patrol.

Down behind those rocks.

Footprints.

: Patrol here! - Have you found anything?

: No. - Return to base.

Well, go on!

You were right, Doc. Gravity is normal in here.

All the comforts of home.

Outstanding!

Those tubes...run down to the launching mechanism.

Okay people: let's get it done.

There. We've got it. - Is that the best picture we can get?

Well, that's just the ah..."Naked" Satellite feed, Mr. President.

Watch, we'll ah...we can up the "Res" adjust the contrast a litte.

My God! Look at the size of it!