Today on Quantum Vibe:
Don't call him 'Doctor'
Strip 81 - Click on page above to goto the next page.
First Seen: Mon 2011-04-11
Story & Art: Scott Bieser
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So if you’re a pair of outlaw senior citizens in the 22nd Century, and after years of loneliness you fall in love all over again, what do you do? You could go on an interplanetary honeymoon to Mars, get yourselves rejuvenated on the side, and try not to get arrested -- or killed.
Meanwhile, your kids back on Ceres are leading a Space Scouts expedition to a strange new planetoid, where a troubled youth from Terra learns a valuable lesson.
The thrilling adventures of life in the belt continue in volume 3.1 of ESCAPE FROM TERRA!
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They say history repeats itself. Though 200 years separate them, similar events can unfold in similar ways. And that’s what happens to the Cerereans as they once again must face a military challenge from Terra’s United World government.
Will it finally come to interplanetary war? Or maybe there are other options, drawn from Terra’s own bloody history which might avoid the horror of war. And if there is, what resistance might there be from those who crave the battlefield?
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Next Week: We begin the first of four in the 3.x series with Escape From Terra, Volume 3.1 - The King & I: Mars / Space Scouts
The Transcript For This Page
At the Dispatcher's office. Seamus is standing outside the window, leaning on his cane. Wayne can be seen in the background, with his valets at his elbows, apparently in some kind of tel convo (hand to side of head as if holding a mobile phone).
Seamus: Anything yet?
Dispatcher: Still no signal, but if the ship makes it out 5 million klicks, our sensors will see it.
Closer two-shot of Seamus and the Dispatcher. The Dispatcher is a bit less gruff than he was before.
Seamus: Regrettably, I failed to foresee this situation and did not set up equipment to detect an 8-meter craft boosting away from the Sun.
Dispatcher: Yeah, well, nobody's perfect, Doctor.
Another 2-shot of Seamus and the Dispatcher, different angle. Seamus looks pained.
Seamus: Augh, no.
Dispatcher: What's wrong?
Medium close-up on Seamus, looking serious.
Seamus: Sir, if you want to be formal, address me as 'Dr. O Murchadha.' If you want to be informal, address me as 'Seamus.'
Seamus: But please don't call me 'Doctor.' I'm a person, not a title.
Wayne has now walked up to the window with Seamus and the Dispatcher. Wayne is smirking, Seamus rolls his eyes. Dispatcher tries to pretend he's not listening.
Wayne: You may also call him 'Lord of All Space and Time' but 'Seamus' is shorter.
Seamus: I'm sure they think you're quite the witty fellow on Terra.
Two-shot of Wayne and Seamus, Wayne leaning into Seamus like Bugs Bunny tweaking Elmer Fudd.
Wayne: Oh, I killed at the Comedy Palace.
Seamus: No doubt they slipped on your oil slick and cracked their skulls.
Wayne and Seamus are interrupted by the Dispatcher, who has one hand to his ear and is waving at them with one of the others.
Dispatcher: Pipe down, you clowns!
Dispatcher: I think I'm picking up a signal.
Medium close-up on the Dispatcher â€“ still holding one hand to his ear, peering intently at his monitor screen.
Voice (filtered): (unintelligible) out of (unintelligible) northern pole, on trajectory to Mercury. Helios Base, do you copy?