This is Agent Costopoulos again, Mr. Shorter.
As mentioned in my previous message,
we would need to take possession of any "pernitent edivence" quite soon.
Also, it is my duty to remind you,
you have a legal "oglibation" to return all bureau recording equipment
at your first earliest "opponturnity."
Your county thanks you. Have a pleasant evening.
Till tomorrow.
Just a bunch of fire and smoke, right?
Poof.
Bit more to it than that, you know?
Reaching for the heavens and all.
Show those investors and whiny customers that we mean business.
Problems out. Prices up. Money in.
Right. Got it.
Aw, Jack.
These folks will never not be miserable.
Only question in their life is, "Who robs them first?"
Numbers on a board.
Good evening, guest. Would you like me to assist you with transportation?
Happy holidays. How about another tasty beverage?
It's not too bad.
Yeah, except I was trying to flip you off.
But please don't think I'm not grateful you paying for this thing, though.
Well, listen, whatever you two need, okay?
- Look. - Hot chocolate?
And I got a lot more coming in tomorrow.
Perfect weather for the launch.
Hey, nothing like clear skies for a flight to nowhere, huh?
Frankly, all I want to know is when can we grab our next stack of hush money?
Hey, maybe...
let Shirl know I still consider you guys partners,
- in terms of profits and-- - Give it a rest, please.
God! I'm on fucking tilt from all the schoolboy dreaming.
Happy holidays.
You should probably go.
Imagine this is waving bye-bye.
Hey, Shirl.
Hey, glad I could help out with everything.
And doing all that I can to patch things up with Joe after...
Well-- You know. And--
And don't think that I'm not looking out for our customers, okay?
For everybody.
What's the fucking difference what comes out of your mouth anyway?
How about a peppermint schnapps with hot chocolate?
Merry Christmas.
Joe, still haven't heard from you, which I'm gonna take as a reason to hope.
Tomorrow might be the last day I get to see you for a while.
Probably you know about that more than me.
But whatever you decide and wherever I end up,
you're my son. And I'm proud of you.
And the time that we had together was...
that was the best of my life.
It's kind of funny...
how good things can be without the truth getting in the way.
I'm gonna leave this right here for you.
Let's hope no one feels the need to move it.
And let's hope you're almost ready to get back to us.
I'm not sure how long these men and their shit show can wait.
Well?
Perfect weather for a launch.
Passengers are showing already.
Now, you're landing there at Imbrium.
Your lunar team will meet them there.
Absolutely. Not a thing to worry about.
You know...
I'm gonna need your help.
When the light comes on, we're good to go.
But you're the one sending her up.
You sure?
- Call me a coward. Stuck in the past. - No. Fine.
You know, Jack. They're gonna love it up there.
Your dad would be proud.
Yeah, maybe.
Good.
- Okay. - Miracle fucking technology, huh?
Let's do another one.
What? You're downgrading me to paper?
There's a shock. I crushed the cup.
Mr. Eddie Nichols, please.
Mr. Eddie Nichols.
"Joyous tidings."
- What? - Oh, Jesus.
Absconding in the night, interest unpaid.
All right. Let's just settle this shit and be done with it.
- Let the fuck go! - Hey! Let her go.
Get off of me!
- I said hey! Let her go! - You better watch yourself.
You wa--
Oh, shit. Shirley, I can't stop it.
Don't fucking kill him!
Say that so the hand understands. Try fucking sign language.
Oh, God.
Hey!
You came.
My God, Joe. Look at you.
- I can't tell you how-- - Jack, don't.
Here. You see this?
Now, what I do with this is up to you.
Looks more like it's up to you.
I might not want you in prison,
but I cannot let you send those people up there.
Of course not. That's what I'm here to fix.
Follow my lead. It's gonna be easy.
Especially with your help.
Mr. Billings.
You ready to make some dreams come true?
Well, depends on whose, doesn't it?
Miss Sellwyn, my top salesman, Joe Shorter,
came to make sure everything goes off right today.
Pleased to meet you, Mr. Shorter.
Hope you got yourself a unit or two.
I hear prices are heading up.
You know, I remember when my father built this place.
I was nine or ten and--
I took him for a goddamn fool, dreaming like he did.
I wasted a lot of life hating him for being a failure, and...
maybe he was just playing a longer game than I could see.
And everything I needed was right there if I just had the good sense
to open my eyes, take a look.
...trying to figure out the same thing.
- Hopped up like half-- - You're full of shit.
Hey, Jack. There you are.
Come in and figure this mess out, would you?
What's all this, Jack?
Mr. Billings, I placed a grounding halt on today's flight.
- I'm taking you into custody. - What?
Arrest prompt F.
In "vidalation" of rail "detation" 37B4C.
Multiple counts of fraud.
You are under arrest.
- Please comply with the arresting officer. - Wait.
Whatever nit you're picking at today, it is not gonna stop these good people
from riding off to fantastic new lives a quarter million miles up.
And, by the way...
I am going up there personally to guarantee these folks' happiness.
And I'd invite you too, but I'm sure you're too busy
dragging honest businessmen through the mud
- without a shred of goddamn evidence. - Mr. Shorter...
the "edivence," please.
Hey, what the hell are you looking at him for?
He wants these people happy as much as I do.
That's why he's heading up there with me today.
We will be watching out for our customers like they were family.
Mr. Shorter...
the "edivence?"
Here.
You've neglected to insert the "ediventiary" tape.
There isn't one.
You lead me to believe conviction was "innament."
Well, gosh, sir. I'm sorry, but you got it wrong.
Well, there you go. I'm sorry about all this, folks.
But now, Herb, open up the goddamn Jetway,
and let's get these good folks off to the smoothest ride in the stars.
Thanks, Jack.
Enjoy the trip, Jack.
I always do.
...we are now boarding flight 001 service to the Brightside.
This how you get your fun?
You ruin everything for everyone?
We could have been boarded by now, fella.
- Hey, how's everything? - I'm so excited.
Lester!
I knew you'd come.
Tell me you can't live without me.
Actually, well, the case still lacks "incrinimating" facts.
No. Oh, no.
Just go, Lester.
Have a nice life with your facts and your briefcase and...
fucking facts.
Follow.
Fifteen minutes until launch.
Welcome aboard.
Joseph.
- Welcome. - Hey.
- Human service. Very classy. - Yeah. Very.
- Do you know if the booze is free? - Hi, Sal.
- It's supposed to be. - Hey, settle in. Take a seat.
We got three days of comfort and luxury on your way to brand-new lives.
Joseph, forgive me?
I was wrong about you.
Thank you, Mr. Hartoonian. It's going to be a terrific trip.
Have a great journey, Mr. Mason. Mrs. Mason.
Jules. Scooter. Jackson. Frankie. Baby D.
Thank you.
- All right, let's go. - Thank you, Mr. Porter.
There they go.
It's so amazing, Herbie. And to think we made it all happen.
Herbert Gaye Porter. Almost glad to see ya.
Jack asked us to load this up. It's important.
That sounds like something I could handle.
- Wait. - No.
- What is this? - Betty's carry-on.
We're setting off on a career-building, family-focused, interplanetary journey.
I understand it's not easy from your position,
seeing what all my hard work and ambition has earned.
No, Herb.
Jack is a crook and the moon is a crock, okay?
So, give it up before you get yourself hurt.
They have never been comfortable with you spreading your wings, Herbie.
It's sad, really.
Jesus, they're both hopeless.
That's one thing we will never be.
Oh, no, okay. No, you spread your wings, Herb.
You're gonna wind up squatting in a lunar mining camp,
hawking your clothes for powdered potatoes
and begging some one-eyed rumrunner for a ride back to Earth.
Oh, God.
Welcome to the BrightSider.
Oh, God. Look at this, huh?
I am telling you, it is days like today that make my whole job worth it.
And I get to share it with you fine folks.
And we are in the final stages of our launch sequence,
so if you could all please locate
your V63 inner-atmospheric safety vests right now,
I'd appreciate it.
That's the V63.
I don't have a vest.
Nobody said anything about a vest.
Me too. Do we need a vest?
You were going to send us up without them?
Oh, no. No, ma'am.
It's all right. It's just a regulation.
A precautionary thing. It--
Herb, there you are. Just the person we needed to see.
Of course.
I'm sure you wouldn't have overlooked this, Herb,
but the folks can't seem to find their V63 vests.
Well, that sounds like a problem.
Oh, no. Don't tell me you forgot, Herb.
I got ya.
Geez. This-- It's embarrassing.
But I'm gonna have to get you all you folks off now.
Down to the equipment room to get you resized and ready, okay?
- What? We got to get back off? - Oh, boy.
Can't take off until we get you all fitted, sir.
We don't make the dumb rules, but, gosh, we gotta follow them.
Everyone, I am truly sorry.
Herb is awfully sorry about the inconvenience,
but the buck stops with me.
I'm the boss. I apologize.
It's all right, folks.
Thank you, young man.
- At least someone's looking out for us. - Go on, get out.
And we'll tell Mission Control to hold the launch.
- Herb, you're in charge, right? - Right on. Won't let you down again, Jack.
Okay, where are they actually going?
Nowhere...
...yet.
But once we send that rocket up, our latest investors will hand us
all the money we need to build gorgeous goddamn houses for every one of them!
And that's worth spending a couple minutes in a busted elevator to me!
Hey, come on. This is exactly what you wanted,
and I never would have had the sense to try it without you.
Yeah, I mean, I guess we got a lot done without the truth getting in the way.
Don't you act like you're still scared. Not after what you just pulled off.
What am I doing here?
Hello?
Jack! Stop!
- Hey. Wow, great to see you guys. - You can't fucking do this.
- Herb's on there. And everyone and-- - Wait.
Now, I've had people doubt me,
but I thought you were sharper than that, Shirl.
Look. Everybody's in there.
And they're blaming the elevator for missing their trip.
The investors wanted a launch and they're gonna get one.
But, hey,
if you need to stop that, like I said, we're all partners here.
They're in there and they don't know a thing?
We'll tell them we had mechanical trouble.
Push their launch a couple months.
My record is pretty spotty, but this kind of feels like a lock, Shirl.
Go get it done.
Sorry to keep you waiting, miss.
And all of you.
Busy day. Perfect weather for a launch.
Glad you could make it, Jack.
Lunar's a new space for us, Mr. Billings, but Miss Sellwyn's never steered us wrong.
We just wanna see your execution keeping with your vision,
- and staying on schedule. - God, all you boys
pretend to be so rational,
when we know it's a feeding frenzy as soon as that rocket goes up.
So, let's see who's man enough to stomp the rest and buy us out.
They all think they're fucking brilliant,
following the herd off our cliff.
Pay attention, kid. A lot to learn from this lady.
So, what did you do up there, Jack?
Just enough to keep them dreaming.
Dismissed.
Look--
Dismissed.
Go back.
Dismissed.
Dismissed!
Do not follow!
Jack did this to us.
We'd be on that rocket right now if wasn't for him.
I hate him.
No, Bun Bun.
He's my life's third-greatest mentor.
And I'm sure he's working very hard to get us out.
You care to do the honors, Joe?
Of course.
Jacky? It's your Marie. She's awake!
- Get home now. She wants to see you! - Wait, Ma.
Slow down. What?
Listen, I don't care if you're about to colonize fucking Jupiter.
If anything's ever meant anything to you, you'll get home where you goddamn belong.
We'll be right there, Ma.
Why don't you hand that to Miss Sellwyn?
She's gonna have to handle the rest without us.
Who's Marie?
She's my wife.
His mother.
Families, they are optional, you know?
You're gonna do great with that button.
Hey, is this okay?
I can always drop you off and give you some time.
She asked for you, Jack.
Not the first thing in my life that hasn't been up to me.
Yeah, hey, but this one, let's figure out together.
- Are you trying to get out of this? - No!
I've only been thinking about this the last 20 years.
I believe that.
We are stuck here and Jack's not coming to save us.
And if you can't admit that...
Say it, Herbie. He did this to us.
Say it before I scream.
Okay, fine.
He...
...did this...
to us.
It won't work if you don't mean it.
He did this to us!
Jack did this to us.
Jack did this to us!
Now come on, neighbors.
Get us out and on that rocket!
- Get us out and on that rocket. Hello! - Hello!
We're in the elevator!
- We got children down here! - Hey! Hello!
Help us!
Anybody?
Hello?
- All right. - Okay. Come on.
Okay, okay.
Miss...
Myrtle.
Irrespective of destination...
I'd hope to accompany you.
Okay.
Let's go see what all the fuss is about, right?
Great.
We'll see the fuss together.
And if there are any violations, you'll be there to report them.
Or, maybe...
they'll remain "unpertorted."
Initiating prelaunch sequence. All systems are go.
Mom.
- Hey. Hi. - Hi.
It's Joey.
Joey...
you remember?
Of course. It's Joey.
It's okay if you don't.
- Sorry. - It's okay. Mom, it's okay.
- I'm really sorry. - It's okay.
You just need some time, right? You just need a little time.
It's okay, Marie.
Wow.
I missed you.
It's Jack?
That's right.
I'm happy you're here, Jack.
I gotta take a leak before liftoff.
Oh, Jesus. Fuck!
Here we go, little buddy.
First run with precious cargo.
You take care of them up there!
Roger, control.
- Stop! - Hey!
- No! Wait! Come on! - Everybody's on there!
- They're all on the rocket! - Hey, where's Jack?
Jack left.
Don't be crazy now.
Of course not. We're about to be very rich.
- And I'm just pushing a button. - No--
Engines engaged. Thirty seconds to liftoff.
That's homecoming.
We'd been going steady for a while.
We were...
We were pretty happy.
Oh, yeah, that was the day Joey was born.
Look at you, kid.
We do. We look so happy together.
You know, we had a lot of great years, the three of us...
and we got a lot more coming.
Good. That's good.
You said it, Joe.
We raised an amazing kid, sweetheart.
Good.
Sixteen, fifteen, fourteen,
thirteen, twelve, eleven,
ten, nine, eight,
seven, six, five
four, three,
two,
one.
Liftoff.
Wow!
That's goddamn beautiful.
We did that, Joe.
Do you see that, Mom?
It's on its way to the moon.
And one day, we'll go up there together.
Right.
My God, yes.
Watching the Earth rise.
Every care you ever had, a quarter million miles away.
You out in our lunar garden.
Me and Joe...
tossing the jet ball around.
I mean, what could be better? Right, sweetheart?
Yeah. What could be better, right?
Jack?
Yeah?
We weren't really that happy...
were we?
Hi there, I'm out delivering smiles.