ZOE: Dolores, i

Zone of the Enders

What do you want? You show me!

A numbing kind of touchdown!

Don't! You can't beat me!

Even God, I don't know!

About tomorrow, no problem, this hot pulsing is burning blood

Oh! Let's go fearsome things are

No way! Get off my way!

Know where we are going?

Zone of the Enders

Danger! Craving for the danger! Obstructing everything

Give me! Give me more danger! Just break through it

Times are so bad my head spins, but open the way with love and anger!

James 's Misfortune

Certified raw materials transport number 769835, Ender,

will come alongside dock number 13.

Here already?

Ow!

How are you?

James, right? You're drunk again aren't you?

I'm hauling the cargo just like I'm supposed to.

You don't got any complaints, right?

You'll get your license taken away one of these days.

Here, your pay.

Be careful

You like it, do you?

How about having a cold one with me and this?

You got mail.

Why don't you do something father-like with that money once in a while

instead of drinking alcohol all the time?

You drunk again?

Leave me alone.

Mister!

Raia?

Perfect timing, Mister!

I've got a good job, you know.

You!

Don't you play with me! What about that cargo to Jupiter last time?

It made you money, didn't it?

After I delivered the cargo, they made off with the rest of the money!

Mister, when you hit someone born on Mars there's a penalty!

Because on Mars, Earthlings are like Hercules, you know?

But it's all right this time.

All the money paid up front.

They knew about your skill, and they said they had to request you.

They requested me?

Yeah, yeah. That's it.

That container to Earth. Easy, isn't it?

Well, it's not a mistake when you leave things up to me, right?

Then. . .

But!

No matter how good the terms, if it's one of your jobs, I refuse.

Mister!

Well, any one's fine, I guess.

Mister Dantes! Perfect timing! I've got a good job, you know.

Thank you for your patronage. You have two pieces of mail.

Papa?

If it's not anything important, quit with the mail, okay?

It's a pain viewing them every time and. . .

Noel!

Oh, that's right. My birthday present? Don't need one, so. . .

I'm not at that age any more, so see you!

Ah, hey!

Mail sent to Leon Links has been rejected.

You know, you guys!

Have you found Isis?

No.

But it hasn't left Deimos yet. We will be able to secure it shortly.

Rest assured. . .

Bufram has begun to take action, too. We don't have time.

I understand.

I'm counting on you.

Sir Yan, the shipper has appeared.

Pick him up.

That's fine then.

It's my money . I'll be flashy with it.

And so I decided then and there.

To save my buds, there was no choice; I had to be the decoy.

I jumped in a LEV close by and without looking back

jumped into enemy ranks.

Of course, this to save my buds lives.

Sorry, but I have to go about now.

What? But the climax of the story starts here. . .

Thank you for your wonderful story.

What? Hey?

Did you think you were putting the moves on her?

None of your business.

That girl, isn't she about the same age as your daughter?

What are you thinking?

Leave me alone.

Your son's grown now too. Isn't it about time you return to Earth

and have your children feed you?

That's not even a joke.

You're twisted, aren't you?

Jim!

Found you!

I'll leave the money here.

Where are you going?

If you've come to Mars, you should've contacted me!

Melinda, you know. . .

The smell of male sweat. I just can't get enough of it.

I don't intend to hang around your weird hobbies.

It's all right. It'll go good tonight!

I'm saying quit it.

I'm saying quit it.

I'm not joking.

Old man, you've got some nerve, laying your hands on someone else's woman.

Oh, dear.

Is that your new mark?

Yes, he's the son of a mafia family, and he's rich.

Really? Well, for a marriage scam, he needs to be rich, right?

Chasing young women at your age.

What a pathetic fool!

You don't even know what this woman is!

Damn trucking geezer, think of your age!

Geezer!

Yeah, I'll say it as many times as you like.

Geezer, geezer, damn geezer, horny geezer!

You! Saying whatever you want!

Take a look at this! Does this look like the body of an old man to you?

You were born on Mars, weren't you?

If you take one of my punches, you won't just be sent to the hospital.

Don't lump me in with those skinny Martians you see around.

Even though I'm Mars born, I won't lose to an Earthling geezer like you.

Jim, he's a muscle-building maniac! His body's at least that of an Earthling.

So what?

Like I'll take being looked down upon by this brat!

You!

Is that the punch you're so proud of?

Jim!

Out of breath already?

Decrepit bodies should just slurp some tea on the porch.

So, have you enjoyed enough of youth, old man?

Don't step on that.

Oh, a picture of your family? Sorry about that.

You gotta cherish your family, don't you?

Hurry up, go home and have your wife comfort you.

Sorry, Jim!

In accordance with the Environmental Conservation Act,

we will now begin thirty minutes of irrigation.

Please quickly place things that rust easily,

or things that are not impervious to water, indoors.

You don't have to tell me, you know.

. . .was alive, then I would have. . .

Damn, that last kick. . .

And the name?

A cool one would be good.

Family . . .

You're outrageously expensive, aren't you?

I'll pop out of the shop in just a bit, so wait a moment.

Mister Dantes, I have a proposition.

Who are you?

No. . .