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Next on Godfrey's
bonehead list
the launch of Ferris
Aircraft's
new Earth-Mars
communication satellite.
That's right, folks.
It's not enough we've
been invaded by aliens
now we're going out of
our way to contact them.
My friends
if you're asking what's
wrong with this picture
you're not alone.
That's why old G.
Gordon's
I'm ready.
[jumping on a plane to Florida]
to get to the bottom
I'm not happy about this.
As I recall, you were wearing
yellow-and-red just a few weeks ago.
That was an emergency.
I was needed.
Well, I'm needed now.
He shouldn't need you.
He's my best friend.
He knows we're trying to
leave the life behind.
Don't blame Nightwing.
The decision was mine.
Babe, you're freaking out over nothing.
What could go wrong?
She's dead.
Mal: They're both gonna wind up
our responsibility, aren't they?
Not necessarily.
Bart, Impulse, is staying
with Jay and Joan Garrick in Central City.
Roy, the original Speedy
is recuperating at Royal
Memorial Hospital in Star City.
Arrows Green and Red
are watching over him.
Huh-uh.
They're both gonna
wind up our responsibility.
Doesn't everything.
I mean where are we
on identifying the Light's new partner?
[Sighs] No progress.
La'gaan, don't eat so fast.
I can't help it, angelfish.
The idea of cooking crabs
is amazing enough.
But making them
into little cakes?
You're gonna choke.
If only.
Here.
Let me.
If that's not true love, I
don't know what is chum.
Call me when it's time
for the briefing.
Recognized.
Artemis.
B-0-7.
Time for the briefing.
Artemis!
Hi, M'gann.
How's Wally?
He's Wally.
Welcome back girl.
Hey Mal.
We have so missed
you around here.
Connor!
I relish this opportunity to
finally fight beside you archer.
Um, thanks, La'gaan.
OK, gamma squad, listen up.
The mission's Cape Canaveral
covert op to safeguard the
first Earth-Mars com-sat.
There are people out there who don't
even like the idea of aliens
and will do anything
to scrub this launch.
But, that's why I came back
because not all of
us feel that way.
So why are you going?
Let's just say that after
running this team for a year
I'm peckish for a little action.
And, we are officially at minus one hour and counting.
Uh, now we do have time
for a few questions.
Yes, Miss
Godfrey.
Miss Ferris
Maybe I'm the only one not
drinking this space cola
but has anyone asked
whether Earth wants
more communication with aliens?
Our galaxy contains
billions of stars
yet Earth and Mars are
warmed by the same sun.
The Martians aren't aliens.
They're
our next door neighbours.
Isn't it time we
got to know them?
So that's your plan.
Borrow a cup of Martian sugar
while our world
is being invaded.
If I may
all the more reason both
worlds must stand together.
This satellite represents a new spirit
of cooperation between sister planets.
The beginning of an alliance
that can protect us all.
Thank you, Martian Manhunter.
On behalf of Ferris Aircraft and the
Earth-Mars Communication Initiative
we couldn't agree more.
That's it? No more questions
for the mighty man hunter?
Tell old G.
Gordon that name
doesn't sound ominous
to any decent earthling.
And did you notice the
Kryptonian's not taking
any questions at all?
We're out of sight.
Good.
Let's just get
to the bio-ship.
I don't like you levitating me
to fake the power of flight.
You're welcome.
[Sighs] Connor
you know we have to maintain
the illusion that
Superman, Manhunter and
the other leaguers
who went into space
are still on Earth.
We can't let our enemies know how shorthanded
the Justice League is right now.
Hate monkey-suits.
If nothing else, we
have a nice view.
Miss M, link us up.
Link established.
Good.
Begin aerial sweep of
the cape's perimeter.
Hey boss, I'd be happy to join
my angelfish on that assignment.
Negative Lagoon Boy.
You're
right where I need you
giving me maximum coverage.
In the
water, on land, and in the air.
In case there's any
attempt at sabotage.
And so I'm stereotyped
as the water guy, again.
Meanwhile she flies the friendly skies
along with super ex-boyfriend.
Neptune's beard!
Missile launchers locked.
We're going five.
T minus fifty two minutes and counting.
All systems go for launch.
I know I'm not Wally's favorite
person right now, but
it is nice to have you back.
It's nice to be back.
I didn't realize how much
I'd been missing it.
Which is pretty much exactly
what Wally's afraid of.
He's worried the rush that
comes with the mask
will get its hooks in and
I won't give it up
until my dying day.
I know exactly what you mean.
So, now we're never
talking again?
Gee, you read my mind.
I don't have to read your mind
to know how you feel, Connor.
But the breakup was your idea.
Don't pretend you
don't know why.
I know.
I know.
You disapprove
of how I use my psychic powers.
You mean how you abuse them.
Ripping intel from the
minds of your victims
with no concern for what
it does to their psyches.
They're not victims!
They're the bad guys!
That information is helping the team,
the League, the entire planet!
And leaving your victims
in a catatonic state.
It's not right M'gann.
You're
behaving no better than Psimon.
If you feel that strongly, why not
tell Nightwing? Or the League?
I was hoping I mattered
enough to you to make you stop.
I didn't think you'd try
to tamper with my mind.
Try to make me forget
I was upset with you.
Connor, I'm so sorry about that.
Sorry you did it.
Or
sorry you got caught.
After all we'd been through.
How could you think I wouldn't
recognize your touch inside my mind?
Didn't you know what that touch meant to me?
And to have you
pervert it like that.
Guess I was kiddin' myself.
I
mean how replaceable was I?
Two minutes after I ended, you're dating
the rebound guy from the black lagoon.
La'gaan is not my rebound guy.
Well, lucky La'gaan.
Whoa.
Heads up minnows.
We got bad guys.
Black Manta's troopers
working some kind of platform
beneath the surface just offshore.
I'm taking taking them down.
Ahoy there.
Wait for backup.
I'll scrounge a re-breather from the
cargo hold and help the rookie out.
Rookie! Neptune's beard! I don't
need any help from the boy of steel.
Lagoon Boy! Stand down!
Sorry.
You're breaking up.
There's no static
on a psychic link!
We're under attack.
Arming missiles now.
Recommend activating
phase two as precaution.
Company!
Superboy.
You have
that re-breather?
Negative.
La'gaan
didn't restock.
Then take the helm.
Miss Martian,
gill up and help Lagoon Boy.
Superboy, we need
cover fire down here.
Acknowledged.
Bio-ship
reconfigured for manual flight.
La'gaan, I'm on my way.
What's going on there?
That's our cue!
I know you're rusty.
But are you
TRYING to get yourself killed?
Launch.
As you command, Kaldur'ahm.
We're on the wrong
side of this wall.
Superboy.
On it.
Do we abort?
We're not aborting anything.
Advance the countdown.
Final safety checks.
Then launch.
We're really on the wrong
side of this wall.
The troopers' helmets.
Designed to
enhance vision under water, right?
Move!
Sir, you should have the
honor of killing him.
No.
He's a perfect specimen for our partner.
Take him to the flier.
If the mission fails,
rendezvous as planned.
Our first missiles were shot down.
And the ground assault.
Our helmets have
become a liability.
Launch all missiles.
Maximum rate of fire.
I'll take
charge of the ground assault.
Personally.
What? I'm not that rusty.
They've taken La'gaan.
I'm going after him.
Priority is the missiles.
There are too many.
I'm not keeping up.
La'gaan.
Kaldur.
You don't
want to do this.
I believe I do.
All systems go.
Launch.
Well done!
The mission may yet succeed.
No rest on me.
Artemis, behind you!
Welcome back.
Artemis!
I got you.
Hang on.
Move out.
The mission
is a failure.
We are done here.
I I don't hear her heartbeat.
She's dead.
Congratulations Kaldur'ahm.
You had quite a day.
Capturing the Atlantean.
Killing a former teammate.
Destroying the com-sat.
My crew did not destroy
the com-sat, Father.
It's rocket must have malfunctioned.
Our victory was mere luck.
I don't believe in luck.
Which is why I arranged
to have a bomb
with an altitude sensor smuggled
onto the com-sat rocket days ago.
This was your final test.
To see if you would take credit for
what you had not accomplished.
And what if I had succeeded.
Then another test
would have waited.
For it is not in success where
true character is revealed
but in failure.
I'm quite proud of you my boy.
You're ready for the next level.
We'll find La'gaan.
And Aqualad.
No doubt.
Where's Nightwing?
He should be here.
He went to tell Wally.
We'll laugh about this someday.
Wally?
No.
Welcome back.
I don't hear her heartbeat.
I got you.
Hang on.
I take it our ruse
was successful?
Almost too successful.
The team and the League
are in mourning.
They may never forgive us.
And still, only we
four know the secret?
This secret and the other.
That you've been under deep
cover within Black Manta's
organization since
leaving the team.
How'd it go on that end?
Successful as well.
I've proven my loyalty
to my biological father.
He's moving me up the ladder,
bringing me closer to the Light.
And their unknown partner.
Not without cost, Kaldur.
The com-sat wasn't
supposed to be destroyed.
And La'gaan definitely wasn't
supposed to be captured.
It was the only way to save his
life and maintain my cover.
I'm not blaming you.
I know you've been forced to
make impossible decisions.
Like choosing between saving the
Kroloteans on Malina Island
Or saving my friends.
And I will find a way to help La'gaan.
You have my word.
So what now?
Uh, dude? Why are you giving
bling to my dead girlfriend?
Glamor charm.
Courtesy of Zatanna.
Physio-morphic spell, I think.
She said it backwards.
Wow.
You look
exactly the same.
To the four of us.
And only us.
But to anyone else, you're an
entirely different person.
The more impressive trick is how you got
something so specific from Zatanna
without revealing who
or what it was for.
We have a history.
Dawg.
It is time.
What could go wrong?
Don't say that.
We're through the hard part.
They're in.
Who are you kidding? It only
gets more dangerous from here.