(dramatic tense music)
(flames crackling)
(tense pensive music)
- [Narrator] For centuries, my people, the Lokkein,
were oppressed by the Kameen.
Fed up, we fought back in a war between our species.
We failed.
The battles were brutal,
and too many of our kind were slaughtered.
The Lokkein who survived were exiled
to a new planet called Rockachie.
Water is scarce here, and life on Rockachie
is supported by a liquid we have named Zahd.
However, Zahd does not contain enough nutrients
to sustain us without the use of the Rejuvenation Vial.
Once a year, the prefect of each village
is tasked with putting the smallest drop of liquid
from the Rejuvenation Vial into the soil.
But we must be careful.
If we put more than just a drop,
it will rejuvenate the entire planet with water,
and this could be dangerous
to all living things native to Rockachie.
Meanwhile, our enemies, the Kameen, have abused their planet
and used up all of their natural resources.
Fearing that the Kameen will come to Rockachie
and take our Rejuvenation Vial,
we have hidden it outside our village,
where dangerous beasts roam free,
in the hopes that this will deter them
from destroying our lives once again.
- [General Delitch] Brocheet, glad to see
you're reaching your destination.
- [Brocheet] After a minor course correction,
I should be landing on the Rockachie surface
within the hour.
- [General Delitch] Good. You are our most skilled warrior.
Our civilization is depending on you to find
the water of Rockachie.
I don't have to remind you of how many days
of water we have left.
- [Brocheet] No, sir.
- If we can find this vial,
it will bring life back to our dying planet,
and all of the Kameen will have
sustainable drinking water again,
so we cannot underestimate the importance of this mission.
- Of course, General.
Now, this is my first mission to the Lokkein scum world.
The scriptures say that there are horrific creatures
that will kill even the most skilled warriors
if they venture outside the Lokkein settlement.
- We have found a few beasts that cause some trouble.
We call them Dwellers.
(Giree growls)
On our first mission, they seized control
of one of our ships and quickly made it their home.
After that mistake, we realized they like to make
any location they find their newest domicile.
- I hope that you have some better intel for me,
or am I supposed to wander the waste looking for this vial?
- We recently discovered that the Lokkein have a map
that will lead us directly to the vial.
Last week, we set our top agent, K'veen,
to retrieve it, but lost communication
with him this morning.
- Well, that was your first mistake.
- Huh?
- K'veen isn't your top agent.
- Ah! (laughs)
Glad to have you back, Brocheet.
Make us all proud.
(equipment beeps)
- It's a good thing you're coming along, Giree.
I have a feeling I'm going to need
your Peesh-healing abilities
if we run into this Dweller creature.
(Giree grumbles)
(pensive music)
(Kaak groans)
- [Kaak] Good morning, Lock.
- Good morning (indistinct).
How much dew did we collect?
- It's not much, but it's better than drinking
just the Zahd we dig up.
- I know. We'll save it for a special night.
At least our Zahd site is full.
(Kaak sighs)
I know it tastes bad, but its nutrients have kept us alive.
- We should ask the prefect for more water.
- You know, we can't.
He's in charge of the distribution,
and we have no say in it.
- Water shouldn't just be a treat for special occasions.
- And what are you going to do, go find the vial yourself?
- We can use just a little bit.
We don't have to rejuvenate the entire planet.
If we just use enough to get our rivers full-
- The prefect is never going to let you do this.
- I know, I know, the ecosystem.
- Here, help me take this to the digging site
so we can meet our Zahd quota for the week.
- [Kaak] Zahd just tastes so bad.
- I know, I know.
We'll have a nice dinner tomorrow
with the water we collected.
(gasps) Oh my Chokk!
(tense music) - Prefect Lukon?
(Lock gasps)
(Prefect Lukon coughs) Prefect!
- Are you okay, sir?
- Lock, Kaak.
- Yes, what happened?
(Prefect Lukon groaning)
- This Kameen here.
- [Kaak] What is he doing here?
(Prefect Lukon yelps)
- That ugly bastard destroyed the site
and tried to steal all our scrolls. (groans)
I took him down, but only after he shot me.
(Prefect Lukon groans) (blood trickling)
- [Lock] Prefect!
- He was looking for this.
- [Kaak] The Scroll of Rockachie?
- Yes. I heard him say Kameen is running out of water.
They're looking for the vial. (yelps)
Here!
Take the scroll.
You must get the Water of Rockachie before the Kameen do.
- Uh-huh. - You must keep it safe.
(Prefect Lukon groans)
Promise me you'll find the vial.
- Uh-huh.
- We can't allow the Kameen to take anything more from us.
(Prefect Lukon groans) - We promise!
- One thing
the Kameen don't know.
The Kameen (gasps)
don't know that (gasps)
you can't
use too...
- Prefect! (Prefect Lukon groans)
- Love live
Kameen!
(weapon zaps) - Kaak, look out!
(flesh squelches) (Kaak grunts)
(Lock screams) (Kaak groans)
No!
(Kaak groaning) Kaak!
Stay with me.
Kaak! (cries)
I love you, Kaak.
(Lock screams)
(weapon firing) (Lock grunting)
(Lock panting)
(K'veen groans)
(Lock crying)
Kaak! (cries)
If the vial can help
save an entire planet,
there's a chance it could help you too.
Right? (cries)
Right?
I've got to try.
(pensive music)
(Lock screams)
(Dweller roars in distance)
(tense music)
Boolock. (sighs) More Kameen.
- Come on up here, my hairless Peesh friend.
(buttons beeping)
Mission log: I'm entering the atmosphere now.
(Giree grumbles)
Okay, Giree. Be careful when we land.
We have no idea if that Dweller will be nearby.
(Giree grumbles)
Ah, (laughs) that's a perfect landing spot.
Come eye. (Giree purrs)
(Brocheet growls softly)
(soft tense music)
(Brocheet groans softly)
Giree!
Come on out, it's safe.
- Oh, is it? - Huh?
(weapon blasts) (Brocheet groans)
(blood spurting)
- [Lock] Why are you here, Kameen?
(weapons whirring)
(Lock screams) (Dweller growling)
(Brocheet groaning)
(weapon zaps)
(Giree squawks)
(Brocheet groaning)
(Giree screeching)
(Lock panting) (tense pensive music)
Better him than me.
(Brocheet screaming)
(Lock panting) (blood spurting)
(Lock groans)
(Giree growling softly)
Uh...
(Giree growls) Just hold on a second!
(Giree yelps)
(flesh squelches) (Lock screams)
Get off me, you beast! (screams)
Get in there!
(Giree snarling) (Lock panting)
And you'll stay in there till you die, you Kameen parasite!
(Giree snarling) (Lock spits)
(Lock coughs)
(groans) How do you live with yourself smelling like that?
(Giree growling)
Shut up!
(Giree snarling)
I said quiet!
(Giree snarling)
(tense pensive music)
(metal scraping)
(metal banging)
(tense music)
(weapon blasting)
(Dweller growling)
(Lock grunting and panting)
(Giree snarling)
(Lock groaning)
(blood splatters)
(Lock groans)
(Dweller snarls)
(blood dripping)
(droning tense music)
(Brocheet groans)
- Giree? (panting)
Giree! (panting)
(Brocheet groaning)
Where am I?
Chokk dammit, where am I?
(Brocheet growling)
Let me out of here!
(Brocheet growls)
(Brocheet panting)
Delitch was right.
This is one of our ships.
(tense music)
(ship creaking)
(footfalls thudding)
(Dweller snarling)
You,
Lokkein!
Where's Giree?
If you hurt her, I swear I'll rip these chains off
and kill you before the thing does. (panting)
Can you hear me, Lokkein, through that thick skull of yours?
- Giree?
Is that its name?
- I swear I'll kill you if you hurt her!
- That ugly thing is locked away in a cage where it belongs!
(Brocheet growls)
Probably about to be that beast's appetizer as we speak.
- I swear I'll kill you! (growls)
- I have a feeling you'd kill me
whether that Peesh was alive or not.
(Dweller growls)
(footfalls thudding)
(Dweller snarling)
(flesh squelches)
(Dweller snarls)
- Is... Is that Giree?
Hey, Lokkein!
Is that Giree?
- I'm sorry. I can't hear you.
- (yells) Is that Giree?
- You should learn to say please
when something is so important to you!
(tense music)
(blood dripping)
- Thank Chokk.
Thank you.
(tense music continues)
(flies buzzing)
(footfalls thudding)
(Dweller snarls)
(flesh squelches) (Brocheet groans)
(Dweller growling)
(Lock coughs)
(Lock retches and coughs)
- (groans) I can't do this.
Any ideas, Kameen?
- Yeah.
Go piss off.
(tense music)
(Brocheet retching)
(Brocheet growls)
- Good morning, Kameen.
(Lock inhales deeply)
(groans) And I thought you smelled
like Peesh piss yesterday.
You are extra rotten.
- You always were the worst species.
That's why we shipped you all off Kameen.
I will find the vial to rejuvenate Kameen,
and the rest of you will be stuck drinking Zahd
till the end of your miserable lives!
- Just one more advantage above us, right?
- (laughs) Oh, woe is me!
We gave you your own planet, plenty of rations,
and even a start on building
your own self-sustaining community!
If there's any failure, it's on your kind.
- Boolock! (gags)
(Brocheet laughs)
When the Kameen shipped us here, you starved us and beat us,
and killed off nearly half our kind!
- Maybe if your kind was stronger,
you wouldn't have lost the war.
Maybe if you had accepted your defeat,
we wouldn't have had to kill so many of you.
- It's hard to win against someone who has control
over an animal that can heal any wound.
The Peesh make you practically immortal,
and you have captured every single one!
- We did not capture the Peesh!
They choose to stay with us. They are family!
- They stay with you because you feed them.
They're not family, they're pets.
And you outlawed any Lokkein from adopting one,
giving you the upper hand.
- You act like I made that law.
It's been in place for generations,
put there by the founders
- And all the founders just happened to be Kameen!
- Well, I'm sorry, but that's not my problem.
- Well you know what is your problem?
Water,
and look who has the map.
- How do you have that?
There's no way that's real!
- Okay, Peesh Boolock (indistinct).
(Brocheet growls)
(Dweller roars)
(footfalls thudding)
(flesh squelches)
(Brocheet grunting and groaning)
(Lock retching and coughing)
- You better learn to keep that down,
or else you'll starve to death before he eats you.
- Why don't you mind your business, Peesh lover?
(tense music)
(Brocheet belches)
(Dweller snoring)
(Dweller snarling)
Does yours taste like piss too?
- Yes.
- I can't do this anymore.
- Is that your way of asking for help?
- Yes.
- Why should I trust you?
- I shouldn't trust you, but I'm going out on a limb here!
I have a dead husband who I'm trying to save!
I will do anything for him,
even if it means having to trust you
for a few seconds today.
- You have a husband?
- What, you don't think Lokkein can be monogamous?
- Enough!
How did he die?
- One of you killed him!
- My wife is dead too.
You Lokkein killed her in the war 20 years ago.
- Where was Giree then?
- Peesh can't save everybody!
Sometimes, it's too late.
Sometimes, they're too far gone.
I'm sorry about your husband.
I know how strong the bond of a mate can be.
- Real touching, Kameen.
(Brocheet growls)
Listen, I don't trust you,
but let's get out of here and go our separate ways, okay?
- I'd love to and when I do, I'll be taking that map.
- What if we get the vial together?
I just need a drop to bring my husband back to life.
- That vial is meant to rejuvenate the planet.
Scriptures say nothing about bringing back the dead.
- Well, if it can heal your planet,
there's a chance it can bring him back to life.
That's my only option.
You can have the rest after.
I will gladly drink Zahd for the rest of my life
if it means I can have him by my side again.
- Fine, but I'm in charge.
A Kameen will never follow a Lokkein!
- Chokk dammit, Kameen! (bone clatters)
(Brocheet growls)
(Dweller snarls)
- I'm ready to put all of our history aside
so that we both can live.
Do you want to get out of here, Kameen?
- I don't have a choice. I must.
- My name's Lock.
- (growls) Locke is a Kameen name.
Did your parents name you that
in some feeble attempt to elevate you?
- I was named after my adoptive mother.
- You were adopted by Kameens?
- They were killed in the war
for being Lokkein sympathizers! (panting)
(tense pensive music)
- My wife's name was Lock.
It's Brocheet.
My name is Brocheet.
So how do you propose we get out of here?
- Well, this thing has us chained up for a reason.
I'm assuming by the pile of bones,
it's planning to eat us.
I think it wants to fatten us up.
- No Boolock!
I could have told you that.
- Well, at some point, he's going to unchain these.
If we work together, we can overpower him.
- That's your plan, to wait until he takes these off?
I don't have the time!
Kameen will perish within the week if I don't get that vial!
- Well, let's give him a reason to eat us sooner.
- I can't believe I'm going to do this.
(sighs) Fine.
Wake him up.
- Okay, let's do this.
(tense music) (Dweller snoring)
(flesh squelching) (Lock grunting)
(Lock grunts) (bone thuds)
(Dweller grumbles)
(Lock grunts) (bones thuds)
(Lock grunts) (bone thuds)
(Brocheet sighs)
(flesh squelching)
(Brocheet grunts)
- You have to use something bigger than a bone.
(Brocheet grunts)
(heart thuds) (Dweller snarls)
Wake up, ugly!
- [Lock] Boolock, nice shot! (gasps)
(Dweller growling)
(chain snaps) (Lock grunts)
My arm! (grunts)
(Brocheet groaning) (Dweller snarling)
(Dweller groaning) (Lock panting)
Brocheet, hold him there!
- [Brocheet] Take your time!
(Brocheet groans)
(Dweller growling) (Brocheet groans)
(Lock grunts) (Dweller groans)
(tense music)
(bone clatters)
(Lock panting)
- Wake up!
Brocheet!
Are you in there? (panting)
Really? All that talk and you died that easy. (sighs)
Ah, this arm is never gonna heal. Brocheet!
(Lock panting)
Rest well, Kameen.
Brocheet.
(tense music continues)
(Dweller snarls)
(Giree squawking) (pensive music)
(Giree panting)
(plant hisses)
(Giree growls)
(plant hisses)
(Giree sniffs)
(Giree growls)
(plant hisses)
- [Giree] Brocheet!
(soft tense music)
(gravel crunching)
(Dweller roars)
- Boolock! Those things don't stay down. (panting)
(Lock grunts)
Well, that's unique.
(panting) I need that damn med kit.
(Lock exhales dramatically)
(tense mysterious music)
(coughs echoing)
(tense music) Wow.
That is a big rasteniya.
(Lock groans)
(Lock coughs)
I've got be close.
I'm on the right path. The vial is that way.
But I'm so close to the ship.
The detour is needed.
(tense mysterious music)
(tense music)
(door hisses)
(Giree grumbling)
(Lock panting)
Ah, this is gonna hurt.
(flesh squelching) (Lock screaming)
(Giree grumbling)
Giree? (Giree growls)
Is that you?
(Giree growls) Whoa, wait!
(Lock groans) (flesh squelches)
(Lock panting) (Giree grumbling)
Wait. I know where Brocheet is.
(Giree growling)
He's dead.
(Giree squawks)
I tried to help him.
(Giree snarls)
No, I did. He helped me escape.
But the creature was too strong.
(Giree growls)
Listen...
(Giree grumbles)
I can take you (panting)
to Brocheet's body.
(Giree snarls)
I need some of that
Peesh healing you do.
(Giree growls)
This isn't a trick.
I know you can heal wounds.
(Giree snarls)
(indistinct) To
Brocheet.
(Giree grumbling)
(tense pensive music)
(Giree sniffs)
(Giree retching)
(flesh squelching)
(Giree grumbling)
(pensive music)
(Giree grumbling)
(Giree squawking)
You fixed my arm.
Spasiba.
(Giree grumbles)
Yes, to Brocheet's body.
But first, will you please help me with my husband?
(Giree growls)
If you can heal my arm,
you can bring him back to life, right?
(Giree growls)
Please!
A Kameen killed him.
He was everything to me.
Please.
(Giree growls)
Okay, to Brocheet first,
(Giree growls)
but then will you please help me save Kaak?
(Giree grumbles)
(tense music)
(Dweller snarling)
(chains rattling)
(flesh squelching)
(Brocheet screaming)
(tense pensive music)
(Giree squawks)
(Giree grumbling)
Yeah, I know where we're going.
(Giree grumbling)
Mm-hmm.
(tense music)
(Giree groans)
Over here, Giree!
(Giree grumbling)
Stay here and rest.
I'm going to go find some Jolek for us to eat.
(Giree grumbles) I'll be back.
(Giree grumbles)
(tense music)
(Brocheet groans)
(Brocheet panting)
- Hey, Lokkein. (panting)
Are you still...
(growls) She stabbed me in the back!
Never trust a Lokkein. (panting)
(Dweller snores)
(Brocheet groans)
I can't die here.
You gotta get that vial! (panting)
(Brocheet groaning)
Come on!
(Brocheet panting)
(Brocheet groans) (flesh squelches)
(Dweller snarls)
(lock clicks) (Brocheet grunts)
(Brocheet laughs)
(Brocheet grunts)
(chains rattling)
(Dweller growling)
(Brocheet groaning)
(Dweller roaring)
(Brocheet yells)
(weapon blasts) (blood splatters)
(Dweller thuds)
(Brocheet yells)
(Brocheet panting)
(Brocheet growls)
(door hisses)
(tense pensive music)
- Well, I'll be damned.
(plant hissing) (Lock screaming)
(weapon blasts) (plant screeches)
(Lock panting)
This damn plant! (laughs)
(tense pensive music continues)
The Water of Rockachie.
It's hard to believe that this little bottle can do so much.
I like you guys this size better. (laughs)
(tense pensive music)
(blood dripping)
(Giree growling)
I know, I know! Okay, you caught me.
(Giree growls)
I went to get the vial, but it was only a small detour.
(Giree growls)
We were so close to it.
(Giree growling)
I still plan to take you to Brocheet.
- Brocheet.
- Listen, I know Kameens and Lokkeins never got along,
but Brocheet was honorable-ish
at his end.
(Giree growls)
I truly believe he wanted to put everything behind us
to work together.
(Giree snarls)
You can stay here and live with us.
We have nothing against the Peesh.
(Giree growls)
I'm sorry, Giree.
I know you loved Brocheet.
He was good to you.
(Giree grumbles)
Let's get some rest.
We need it.
And then I'll take you to Brocheet.
(Giree grumbles)
We can give him a proper burial.
(Giree growls)
(Giree grumbling) (tense pensive music)
(Giree purring)
- Brocheet.
(Giree purring)
(tense pensive music continues)
(Brocheet grunting)
(Brocheet sniffs) (Brocheet groans)
- That's definitely Giree.
She's healed someone recently.
(tense music)
(growls) Lock!
She'll be the last Lokkein to ever take a Kameen name!
(Brocheet roars)
(tense music continues)
(Brocheet hisses)
Giree.
Giree!
- [Giree] Brocheet?
- Come. (Giree squawking)
(Giree purring) Oh, Giree.
I missed you.
Thank Chokk I found you. (laughs)
(Giree grumbles)
I'm gonna need your healing soon,
but not yet.
Has she found the vial?
(Giree grumbles)
Good, let's get it.
(Giree grumbles)
(tense music)
Rise and shine, Lock!
- Brocheet!
You're alive!
- I want the vial!
(Giree growls)
- Giree, I thought he was dead.
Please, I checked his heartbeat, I swear to you!
- Back off! Give me the vial now!
- You can't have it yet!
(Brocheet groans) (Giree snarls)
(weapon blasts) (Lock screams)
(Lock groans)
- Give me one good reason
why I shouldn't kill you right now!
(Giree snarls)
- I thought you were dead! (panting)
I checked your heartbeat
and heard nothing,
so I went and got the vial.
We were on our way to bury you.
(Giree snarls)
- Kameen don't have hearts, you ignorant Zahd digger!
Our blood replicates itself and our veins expand
and contract to pump blood through our bodies.
- Spare the anatomy lesson, Brocheet.
(Brocheet growls) (weapon blasts)
(Lock yelps)
Okay.
- Give me the vial.
- I'm on your team.
- Show it to me now!
(Giree grumbling)
Seems Giree's taken a liking to you.
- She rescued me back there. (panting)
(Giree grumbles)
If I give you the vial, promise she'll heal my husband too.
It's either her or the vial,
but I need one of them to help him.
(Giree grumbles)
- Giree says she will try to heal your husband,
but give me the vial first.
Now.
That's it?
Huh?
- Now it's your turn to hold up your end of the bargain.
- You only get one Peesh healing.
- Generous.
- Lead the way.
(Giree grumbles)
(tense music)
(Lock grunts)
(Giree grumbling)
Here.
Come.
(Lock groans)
Giree.
(Giree squawking) (tense pensive music)
(Giree sniffs)
(Giree grumbles) Yeah.
(soft tense music)
(Lock cries)
- I'll see you soon, my love.
Thank you.
(Giree grumbles)
(pensive music)
(Giree retching)
(flesh squelching)
It's working!
Wake up, Kaak!
Kaak!
Come back to me, Kaak. You can do this.
You can do this, Kaak.
- I'm sorry.
As I said, sometimes they are too far gone.
(Giree grumbles)
- (gasps) Did you see that? He just moved.
Kaak, Kaak, can you hear me?
Kaak! (Kaak gasps)
Kaak! Lock?
- Kaak, you're alive.
Giree brought you back to life.
(Giree grumbles) (Lock laughs)
- Giree?
A Peesh?
What are we, on Kameen?
- Oh, no, no, no, no, no. That's Brocheet and Giree.
They're not a threat.
We're still on Rockachie. We have the vial.
Well,
they have the vial.
- Huh? (panting)
No! You will not do this to my people again!
Give me that vial! - Kaak!
(Kaak and Brocheet groaning) (Giree squawking)
(punches thudding)
(weapon blasts)
Wait! I traded the vial for your life.
- You did?
(Brocheet snarls)
- She did.
You owe me, Lokkein.
(punch thuds) (Kaak grunts)
- Enjoy your water, Kameen.
- (scoffs) I will
Lock, you are stronger than I give your species credit for.
Perhaps in another life, we could have been friends.
- Friends wouldn't treat each other this way, Brocheet.
(Giree grumbles)
- Come on, Giree, let's get off this planet,
go save Kameen.
(tense pensive music)
(Giree grumbles)
- Goodbye, friend.
(Giree grumbles)
(Giree purrs)
(tense pensive music continues)
- [Giree] (grumbles) Brocheet!
(Brocheet grunts)
- Still have enough energy to take care of my arm
when we get back to the ship?
(Giree squawks) (Lock screams)
- [Lock] He's back! Look out, Kaak!
(Dweller roars)
No, no, no! No! (Giree grumbling)
(Lock screams)
- Chokk dammit.
(Lock screams)
(Dweller growls)
(Lock panting) (Kaak grunts)
(Kaak yells)
(shovel thwacks)
(Dweller growls)
(Kaak groans)
(Kaak groans) (head thuds)
(Kaak grunting)
(Kaak groaning) (Giree snarling)
(bones cracking)
- Hey, ugly!
(weapon blasts) (Dweller growls)
(Brocheet groaning)
(bones cracking)
(tense music)
(Lock growls)
(Dweller growls)
(Lock yells)
(weapon blasts) (Dweller groans)
(blood splashing)
(Brocheet panting)
(Lock panting)
Thanks,
friend.
(Lock groans)
(Brocheet groans)
- You're welcome.
- I will not let the Kameens take what little water we have.
You take everything from us, but not anymore!
- [Lock] No! No!
- No! No!
- Wait! - Wait for what?
Were you really gonna give this to the Kameens,
the same Kameens that killed me nonetheless?
(Giree grumbles)
- [Lock] No, but the fire will rejuvenate
everything on the planet,
not just the water!
- The very little life on this planet will adjust,
and it's better than drinking nothing but Zahd,
and letting all the...
(plant screeches)
letting all the Kameens have all the water!
(plant screeches)
- Kaak, what have you done?
(plant screeching) (tense music)
- Huh? - No! (cries)
(Kaak groaning)
(Kaak gagging)
No!
(Lock screaming)
(Giree screeches)
(weapon blasting)
(Brocheet grunting)
(plant screeching and hissing)
- Stay back!
(Lock groaning) (weapon blasting)
(Brocheet groans)
- Brocheet! (growls)
(Lock screaming)
(weapon blasting)
- Giree, run!
(Giree screaming)
(Brocheet screaming)
- [Giree] Brocheet!
(skull cracking) (Giree screaming)
(Lock screaming)
(Lock gagging) (plant screeching)
(pensive music)
(blood spurting)
(Giree grumbling)
(tense droning)
(melancholic music)
- Brocheet, are you there?
If you can hear us, we need the vial now.
Kameen's completely out of water.
Our people are dying rapidly.
Please, Brocheet,
in a few days,
we'll all be gone.
Please, Brocheet, (indistinct)
come home now!
This civilization
is depending on you.
Please,
come... (coughs)
(dramatic tense pounding) (plant screeching)
(plant pounding) (ship crunching)
(ship blasting)
(tense pensive music)