[equipment beeping, whirring]
[radio crackles]
Status check.
[PilotBot] Lunar cargo return. Baker Zulu nine three.
Touchdown in 22 minutes.
Approaching atmospheric reentry.
Hold on to that stick, pal.
Here comes the big boom.
[booms]
[Buck] Oh, you're coming.
I'm seeing you dead, you Gargon scum!
[grunts, laughs]
[booms]
There it is. That's where he's headed.
- Start the car. - No.
I think we're gonna stay here and talk a minute.
[clamoring]
[booms]
Wow. [chuckles]
When that goes in the other direction, kids, we are on it. [laughs]
[snoring]
- [booms] - [exclaims]
[groans] Not built for war.
Oh, shit.
Where's-- Where's the bag?
Where's the bag? Okay.
[groans] Shit, shit.
Okay, where's the bag?
[shouting] Where's the bag?
- Hey, Mr. Porter. You see that? - [Herb] Hmm?
I know it is old hat to you, but what a magical sight, huh?
[chuckles]
Uh. [chuckles]
Oh? [chuckles] What is?
[laughs]
- That's good. - [chuckles]
He act like he don't know his own rocket.
Herbie, you heard him.
That's your rocket.
[Herb] Oh.
Possibly it is.
What makes you think you can build this thing?
'Cause I know you're not just stupid.
Surprise me, Jack.
Look, you're the only one in the world who's ever gonna know this.
Or ever needs to.
It's amazing what we've been able to do together.
Whatever is thrown at us,
you can hang your hat, your coat,
your whole goddamn future on us figuring out--
And I'm so grateful to have you as a partner.
- I want to keep that go-- - No.
No, goddamn it.
- What? - Say it.
- You have to say it. - Shir--
- Shirl. - Say it.
[sighs]
It was all me.
[sighs]
There's no Jenkins.
Or if there is, it's me.
Which is why the smart money is on us taking this as far as we can dream.
We've got people who believe i-- [gasps, swallows]
You don't know this,
but we've got land, we got transportation, we got enough money to--
[breathes shakily] You're too smart not to see this opportunity, Shirley.
[breathing heavily]
I'm sorry!
You've been nothing but loyal to me, and I lied to you.
I'm sorry.
I can't do this without you.
Well, you should've thought about that before.
You made me lose my mind.
I will do whatever it takes to make it right.
- Partners, right down the middle. - You can't stop, can you?
It's sick.
You got no idea what's real anymore.
Who does?
We turned people's lives around.
What's that?
What is life without a dream to make it go down easy?
Whatever the hell that means, Jack.
[sighs]
You're on your fucking own.
No, no.
No, no, no. No, no, no! [stammers] Shirley. We're so close!
[sighs]
See that up there? Right there.
- That beautiful glow? Our rocket. - How beautiful. A glow, really.
Which is actually one of our rockets.
So some of you should feel a little sheepish
after all of that doubt and sour grapes.
- It's a return trip from the Brightside. - Coming on home from the Brightside.
- And we're gonna watch it land. - Ready to wash our hands.
Watch it land.
Washing our hands is very important.
But let's also watch it land.
[listener chuckles]
Y'all listen to this man, now.
That is the God's honest.
I seen every bit of it myself.
[listeners murmuring]
Thank you, Mr. Mason.
Now, follow us for a great customer experience.
- Mmm. - [listeners chattering]
[muttering]
We have to go and see. It's gonna be a disaster, right?
No establishable connection to the entity.
No establishable passenger sanction on the vessel.
Exactly.
But it does seem to have "paficied" the crowd.
Joey left these behind.
And since it is a company car...
- You're great in a crisis, Bun Bun. - [chuckles]
Herb.
Herb, have you seen a-a bag of money?
Or any crooks looking fucking smug at my expense?
I'm in-- I'm in very deep trouble here.
Come with us, Ed.
It's an exciting time for the company,
and there's actually a perfectly great explanation about the money.
[stammers] Why would you have an explanation? Herb!
[rocket engine roaring]
[sighs]
[PilotBot] Ten minutes to touchdown.
Initiate launchpad reorientation.
Goddamn.
Doesn't get any easier, does it?
I swear, I will bring you in safe.
[engine revving]
[Buck shouts] Next time, try American made!
For the good of the fucking company?
What fucking good has the company ever done you, Herb? Huh?
What kind of a bootlicking patsy gives his hard-earned money back
to the people that he hard-earned it from and calls that "good"?
Well, Eddie, I--
"Well, Eddie, I do. Because if I live a stunted and pathetic enough life,
gargling down the boss's crotch-sweat,
Mommy might pat my little head and give me a sweetie."
- [grunts] - I took your money, you big jerk!
So stop hitting him!
You? Uh, well, I should've known, huh?
I mean, who's more base and conniving than Little Miss Prim-and-Perjured Twin-Faker?
- They weren't fake. - [Betty whines]
They were optimistic.
- Now, Betty's going to stop this car... - [Betty] Mmm.
...and I would like for you to get out
so I could fulfill my professional responsibilities...
[breathes deeply] ...without any more distractions.
Well, just added this to the list of charges, Herb.
I hope you find a comfortable ride home.
Grand larceny, plus assault and battery now, okay?
- Gun it, Bun Bun. - [Betty squeals]
[Eddie muttering] "Gun it, Bun Bun. Gun it, Bun Bun."
Plus, I lost a button on my coat, Herb!
Goddamn it.
Walt! You in there?
Can you hear me?
I think you may have someone on the loose in there. [chuckles]
Let me come in and-- and take 'em off your hands.
You shouldn't be in here, Jack.
If he stays where he is, he's gonna get burned up.
Please, Walt!
[Walt] Touch that fence, you'll get yourself hurt.
Do what you've gotta do!
- [sighs] - [PilotBot] Cleared for--
[beeps, whirs]
[ViddiCon voice] Message, 7:05 p.m.
Hey, kid. [chuckles]
I know you're upset. You got every right in the world.
I just wanted to call to tell you that, uh,
I made the deal that I was telling you about,
and it is gonna change everything.
We're right where we need to be, right on time.
And your job-- your job is here waiting for you
whenever you're ready to come along for the ride.
[sighs] And don't be a hero about the hospital bills.
I'm the reason you quit your damn job,
so let me make sure it doesn't sink you and your mom.
It's... [stammers]
...least I could do.
Talk soon, I hope.
All right, take care, kid.
[ViddiCon chimes]
- [metal clanging] - [steam hissing]
[Buck shouting, grunting]
Buck! Hey, it's Jacky boy!
Come on down!
What's wrong with him?
He's nuts.
Stays up there, he'll be dead too!
This is not good, Jack! That thing's about to land on you!
[Jack] Buck!
[onlookers clamoring]
Are we going in, or what?
Yeah, right. Don't we get to go in and see?
Wait, sir. For your own safety, stay right there.
[Hank's child] Papa, up there.
Now, I'm sure you've all heard of a safety radius.
And I'm sure none of us would want to violate that,
which would mean violating our own safety.
Excuse me, sir.
Respect the radius.
Buck!
One shot, Sheriff,
so our children and grandchildren grow up free.
- Buck! - [Buck shouts]
Oh, Jesus, Jack. Goddamn you.
[scoffs] Gargon mind-fogger.
Now, everyone, please enjoy the wonderful view,
and take a moment to consider your upgrade options.
Whoo. Whatever you are selling, sign me up.
- [onlooker] I'll take one of those. - [whoops, chuckles]
- For you, sir. Be safe. - Thank you.
[Betty] Okay, and one for you.
Damn it, Buck! That rocket right there, it's gonna fry us.
[grunts] I'm here saving mankind.
Don't let this be your funeral, Sheriff.
You're damn right! "Sheriff" to you!
Whoever you are.
Now, get!
[shouts]
[Walt] Jack, what the hell are you doing now?
[PilotBot] Deploying landing gear.
They can't land that here, can they?
Looks like a real rocket.
It does appear real.
[rocket engine roaring]
[gasps]
[Jack] Sheriff, can you hear me?
[shouts] No, no! Stay back! I'm about to unload a QuarkStorm!
[Jack] Whoa, Sheriff. I am on your side.
[grunts]
Sheriff. You blasted the Gargon fleet.
You did it!
The gas attack, it screwed your memory.
I was protected by my Trinnium Suit thanks to you.
But we have got to get out of the blast zone now, Sheriff.
I don't trust rogue agents.
[rocket booster fires]
I never thought I'd get so up close to see one like this.
On TV, but, yeah, this is much better.
Sheriff, you saved us.
Maybe. I don't know a damn thing anymore.
All you need to know is that you're a hero.
Pride of the galaxy.
[grunts]
I, uh, can't argue with justice. [shouts]
That's right.
Now, let's get you back to the ranch.
- [Buck] Run! - Go!
[PilotBot] Initiating landing sequence. All systems go.
There you are.
I've been dreaming all about you.
- It's so pretty, Papa. - Oh, yeah.
But it's not half as pretty as where she's gonna take us.
[imitates rocket blast]
[sighs, grunts]
There it is, Les. Right there.
I guess I didn't think...
It's highly "unpexcepted."
I really wanted it not to be there.
I wanted it to be a lie.
Finally had someone to blame for the mess I made of my life.
Mrs. Mayburn?
[breathes shakily]
Maybe we just went a little nuts.
We were both lonely, looking for something, and we found...
We found...
I don't know.
Maybe I've been fooling myself a lot lately.
[Jack] Hey, this will warm you up. [chuckles]
Whew.
I'm sorry I brought all this trouble your way,
but for what it's worth, it's great to see that you're still flying. [chuckles]
I don't need any of this.
- [sighs] - I get it. I get it.
Who you working for, anyway?
Cargo runs. Mostly booze and trash.
Oh.
So I guess it's up to you
if you want to live half a life, shut the world out, pretend it's peaceful,
but you don't look happy.
You're way too brilliant to waste away out here.
I got good work for you.
When you're ready, it's something big. Think about it.
I heard that pitch before, from your old man.
This time you deserve it coming true.
[Joey] Hey, Shirl.
Hey, Joe. Thought you were done here.
Uh... [stammers] ...yeah.
H-Hey, do you know where Jack is?
Why?
Uh, because I thought I owe it to him to, you know, hear him out.
Roped you back in, huh?
- No, no, it's-- it's not like that. - I know what it's like.
All you want is to believe in him.
Well, turns out that's a pretty shitty ride.
Okay, well, I guess I'll have to see for myself, right? [chuckles]
I mean, who knows?
Well, maybe he'll be different with you.
Since you're family.
You'll probably never hear this from him, but it's better you know.
He's your dad, Joe.
[chuckling]
Just don't waste your life waiting on him to do the right thing.
You're better than that.
Come on, now.
It's gonna be all right.
[sighs]
Just hold on.
Uh, sorry about that mix-up a little earlier.
Um, hoping my seat's still reserved?
Great decision, sir.
Your brighter tomorrow starts today.
Again. [chuckles]
[sighs]
Papa, who's that?
That is Mr. Billings and the Space Sheriff, honey.
- A pair of heroes. - [chuckles]
Welcome home, Sheriff. The galaxy is in your hands.
- Hey, Jack. - What the hell's happening here?
Well, there are a few upgrades pending, and, uh...
I guess I made my own turf.
[chuckles]
They'd love to hear from you, sir.
- [sighs] - [breathing heavily]
- [onlooker] Yeah, look at 'em! - [onlooker 2 gasps]
- [onlooker 3 chuckles] - [onlooker 4] Oh, yeah!
You did great, Herb.
- [onlooker 5] Welcome back, Herb! - [onlooker 6] You did great!
Hey! It's a p-- pleasure to see you all. [chuckles]
The Sheriff is back down on urgent business.
Flew down from the Brightside in luxury and style,
so let's give him a warm welcome.
- It's the Space Sheriff! - Yeah! [chuckles]
[onlookers chattering]
That's right, and we will see you all back here for blastoff in no time.
There's your ride, by the way.
Look at that. She's a beauty, huh?
Oh, God, wait till you see the inside.
[Buck] Ain't no law in the stars but me.
I'm just gonna go see wh-- what they're all talking about.
Oh. [stammers] Y-You know...
- [onlooker] Thank you so much. - [chattering continues]
...I have noted "mulpitle" violations.
- I got 'em all. Right? - [sighs] You got 'em all.
I could smell the grave.
You don't know what it's like, son.
[breathes shakily]
Every day... [stammers] ...if you slip an inch...
[breathing shakily]
...the whole goddamn universe...
goes to ruin.
- How do you do it, Sheriff? - [breathing heavily]
How do you--
How do you pull it off?
I just tell myself...
"One day, I'll be dead."
- And what then? [breathing shakily] - [sighs]
["Mr. Starlight" playing]
[sighs]
[Eddie sighing]
[BarBot] Good evening, sir.
What good's the moon anyway, huh?
The fuck happened to you?
Um, I know you didn't like me too much with money,
so... [chuckles] ...I took care of that.
Okay.
Well, I'm making some changes too.
Yeah. Uh-huh. [sighs]
About done here.
Well... [stammers] ...I just came in here to warm up,
maybe find a friendly face,
but strikes me I could do that just as good with you in your car.
You might end up going for a ride.
[chuckles] Shirley, the longer the better.
[chuckles, grunts]
[breathing heavily]
- Shut up. - [chuckles]
Come on.
[chuckles]
[song continues]
[ValetBot] Good morning, guest.
Would you like me to assist you with transportation?
[grunting]
Well, I got our sheriff home safe and sound.
Won't happen again. You weren't worried, were you?
I do make a habit of underestimating people.
Well, that can't be fun.
I signed your little paper.
- It was as easy as lying. - [chuckles]
[sighs] Well, I guess the galaxy's in our hands.
[song continues]
Joe! [chuckles]
We did it! We did it! We closed the deal.
[chuckles] And we are gonna build it. You and me. Partners.
Why, Jack?
Why me?
Wha-- [sighs] Be-- Because we're great together.
- I care about you, kid. - No, you don't.
You don't give a fuck about me.
Not when you left us. Not when you came back.
And not when you lied to my face every single fucking day.
I don't care who you think you are, Jack.
You're not my dad.
[bell tolling]