Opening
Shirotsugh:
How am I supposed to say if that was for the better or the worse?
I grew up all ordinary.
Middle class, countryside home, there was trees and streams.
Being in the middle, I never suffered the hardship of the poor, I couldn't grasp the frustration of the rich. I guess it's an advantage.
When I was young I knew what I wanted.
Only the Navy had jets, fast jets.They flew very high and very fast.
I needed to feel those wings. I'd been a pilot and I touched the wind. Maybe I would.
But they couldn't accept me.
My school graduated me, but my grades told a different story.
I wanted to achieve the greater heights, but I blew it, and I landed back in the middle…into the middle of the Space Force.

Scene 1
Scene 1 has no dialogue.

Scene 2

General:
I have only two questions, cadet.
By whose permission are you dressed like that?
And exactly where have you been?

Shirotsugh:
Sir, before I joined the Royal Space Force, I admit to beig nowhere at all!

General:
Silence! I have had enough of that kind of attitude!
You don't even understand what I'm talking about, do you?
You're a total disgrace to me and the dead!

Shirotsugh:
Yes sir, the position is disgraceful! I was asleep-

General:
You call yourself a soldier? How dare you display such disrespect? You idiot!
Oh, just take your position.

Matti:
Yo.

Shirotsugh:
Wassup?

Nekkerout:
So, what's your excuse this time?

Shirotsugh:
Don't have one. Just thinking about a bunch of stuff.

Nekkerout:
What do you mean? Like where you put your uniform?

Shirotsugh:
Are you saying that I don't look as beautiful as the rest of you?

Matti:
Like he has any right to speak of respect.
If he had any respect, he wouldn't have let him die like that.

Shirotsugh:
I thought it was a test accident.

Matti:
That's what he hopes the police believe.
His urine bag ruptured in the spacesuit electrocuted him.

Shirotsugh:
A spacesuit? What the hell is that?

Matti:
Oh, C'mon! You know a spacesuit.
It's the suit you wear when they send you up.

Shirotsugh:
Huh?

Matti:
Manned artificial satellites.

Shirotsugh:
That's a lot of crap!  [That's a lot of crap:でたらめだ。ばかばかしい]

Matti:
Yeah, and the little one's getting me crushed.

Darigan:
What I heard the current state of the plan is to be-- ah!

Instructor:
Prepare, men! Attention!
In unison, Space Force, sing out!

Workers:
You got it! Xx! You two, ready for lift!

Shirotsugh:
Majaho's parents sent him a box of bread; it's about this big.

Matti:
So, why send bread?

Shirotsugh:
I don't know. I guess his family lives on their own bakery.
Safer than this place. You know they might need some extra help.

Matti:
Yeah, I can see it. We both have kitchens mitts on, and we're baking croissants.
Big idea, Shiro. I'll go preheat the oven.  [big idea: ばかばかしい大計画]

Shirotsugh:
I thought you would get the concept. I guess you don't.
All we are is eating and sleeping.

Instructor:
And here he is asleep again, sitting like a vat of basking fat, waiting for his dough to double in size!
Suppose I’m the bandit in Khozel. Your life now equals nothing.
But that’s familiar to you, right? And my gun’s in your face and your only offer is one Deem coin of overtime.
Think! You damn idiot! You’d be dead right now, and there’s your pay.
Do you ever even think? 500 sit-ups! Now!

Vender:
Tekkata! Hot tekkata! Get it while it's fresh and hot! Hot tekkata!

Background voices.
Come on!
Waiter, two more the same!

Domurhot:
So, what's up with you and your uniform?

Shirotsugh:
There isn't any time to change when you're stuck with double overtime.

Tchallichammi:
Kind of embarrassing for the rest of us.

Matti:
They love a man in uniform.
Could tell by the way they laugh.

Domurhot:
You have to laugh at an army no one's ever heard of.
The Royal Space Force, funny, isn't it?

Cadets:
Heads up!
In coming!
Hey!
Hey Yo!
A toast to the dead!
A salute to the man who died for his ship!

Background voice:
It's impossible xx my house every morning xx

Shirotsugh:
Salute!

Background voice:
As the monster's still going crazy!

Nekkerout:
Do you think the old guys are serious about it?

Matti:
Maybe if they kill us all off, they'll have to stop.

Nekkerout:
But it's impossible, Matti; everyone knows that manned space flight can't happen in our time.

Matti:
Yeah. But they're using us to speed things up.

Shirotsugh:
Maybe a miracle will happen and we can all find another job.

Matti:
Ask Majaho the breadwinner.
Three hit!

Shirotsugh:
(?Shit! are hell! )Two, one dead!

Woman:
Don't you see him?
Is it a uniform or what?

Man:
Got me; maybe Space Force.

Woman:
That's silly! What will they do? Fight with spaceman?

Tchallichammi:
Your move, spaceman.

Shirotsugh:
Knock if off! Just gxxing.

Matti:
Hahaha, five, six, three, four, ten, eight!

Shirotsugh:
Matti, what the hell are you steamrolling me for? Oh…

Matti:
Well, you could still win. Remember? The night's young, right?


Matti:
Hey, what are you doing? Come on!
Cheer up! After all it was just a game. Don't worry I could set up for ya.

Shirotsugh:
Matti, I'm just tired.

Girl:
Tohn, Tohn, xxx Here, I am! Oh, Tohn!

Matti:
Hey, sugar, the name is Matti!

Girl:
I was just kidding you around!

Matti:
I remember you too. And the perfume.

Girl:
And it doesn't surprise. Mimi asked to meet you ever since!
Come on! We're waiting.

Shirotsugh:
Hey, wait! What about the money?

Matti:
I hope you stay xx

Girl:
Mimi, Tohn's here!

Shirotsugh:
Well, Mr. Tohn gets lucky.

Riquinni:
(?Even if they made me unfocused, forgetful.)
God is love. And this love guides the lost.
The guide is so pure that our eyes cannot even see it.
God's word as He spoke for us. God's forgiveness is love and it's for everyone.
Even you! It's written here. The words of your God.
Everything else is trivial to the right.
We're blind to the tears of God. The Final Judgment… closes near. Your decision now brings forgiveness

Shirotsugh:
Huh? Shit! Where the hell am I? Thank god! I'm still alive!
Hey, Tchallichammi, last night?

Tchallichammi:
Everyone's home; it's a holiday.
I can almost make out the address. A new love hotel? “Please come”? What’s that supposed to mean?

Shirotsugh:
Hey, knock if off.
Do you mind if I use this?

Tchallichammi:
Seems like you are looking for a closer shave. [close shave: ひげをきれいに剃る/危機一髪]
If you want my advice I suggest you find a safer bed to sleep in than a dead man's.

Scene 3

Shirotsugh:
Hey, little guy, is there anyone at home?

The pamphlet you gave me last night said there was going to be a meeting!

Riquinni:
The meeting?
Oh, yes, of course! Come inside. Please come right inside!
I'm so happy you're here! I'm so surprised someone will come out so far from the city!
Have a seat anywhere.
A-Actually it's better to sit right here. Okay, that's the strongest chair I have.
Well, I'll go get some tea, and I have some terish too.
Did you have any trouble finding the house?

Shirotsugh:
No, not at all. I came by the trolley

Riquinni:
Oh, I forgot. My name is Riquinni Nonderaiko.

Shirotsugh:
And mine's Shirotsugh Lhadat.

Riquinni:
I'm very pleased to meet you.

Shirotsugh:
Ah, you can just call me Shiro.

Riquinni:
Shiro's a fine name.
I'm so happy someone finally came!
How do you like your tea?

Shirotsugh:
Straight-up, if that's okay.

Riquinni:
Prefect! I like strong too.

Shirotsugh:
So, boy, what's your name?

Riquinni:
Manna is a little girl.
Honey, will you do me a favor and help me set the table for our nice guest?

Shirotsugh:
Uh, thank you very much.

Riquinni:
Manna's very shy, but she seems to like you.
It's a little overcooked.
I hope you…,um, don’t mind.

Shirotsugh:
Guess I'm good with kids.

Riquinni:
Here, they always say burnt terrish taste better with strong muuk.

Shirotsugh:
Ah, I haven't smelled home-made terrish and tea such a long time.
Bottoms up!
I'm sorry, I forgot where I was.

Ah, what a delight!
Hey, wait! Where have I heard that word recently?

Riquinni:
God said "human delights eclipse the joy of heaven."

Shirotsugh:
Yeah, it's all screwed up.
And the parents today are bringing up all of our kids even worse.

Riquinni:
And then the generations born will become lost.
Oh, by the way…

Shirotsugh:
Mh-mm

Riquinni:
You haven't told me what you'd hope to find.

Shirotsugh:
Well…, this guy died. A cadet, just like me.

Riquinni:
Oh, no!

Shirotsugh:
They said it was an accident… again!

Riquinni:
Mister Lhadat, that's horrible.

Shirotsugh:
I've lost my concentration. Well, I can't think, I can't eat-

Riquinni:
So, what is it exactly that you do?

Shirotsugh:
I, well, I-I'm in the Royal Space Force.

Riquinni:
What's that?

Shirotsugh:
Well, I guess it's okay. A lot of people don't know.

Riquinni:
Then, you're a soldier?

Shirotsugh:
Right! Well, yeah, sort of, but we don't fight though. They're supposed to send us in the space.

Riquinni:
The stars? Could that really be possible?

Shirotsugh:
Yeah, that's what they said.

Riquinni:
Ah, what a wonderful job!

Shirotsugh:
Ah… wonderful?

Riquinni:
That's so beautiful!
An untouched place among the stars to be completely free of all the troubles that are plaguing our world.

Shirotsugh:
I guess our face's…unique.

Riquinni:
I think this must be the greatest day of my life.
Do you think you can tell me more about the stars? I mean being in the military, you probably don't have enough time.

Shirotsugh:
I got time!

Riquinni:
I dreamed once that our children would fly off of the earth and actually found peace.

Shirotsugh:
It could happen if all of the borders were gone. So what else have you dreamed of?

Riquinni:
Is it true they are soldiers who don't kill people?

Shirotsugh:
Of course not! The Space Force never kills people.
Our job is to fly, well... to the highest heights!
Imagine it! A place where all mankind can find a new freedom.
We have to..., and I'm going be the one to find it!


Narrator:
Yet another typical example of human error, error such as misreading gauges or such as disregarding-

Shirotsugh:
Good!
Hello, cadets, well, is there anything new in the test film?

Matti
Well, nothing to write home about.  [nothing to write home about:どうと言うことはない]

Kharrock:
Ga-bwah!

Matti:
Hey, you borrowed my bike last night, didn't you?

Shirotsugh:
Well, I should have asked, but I needed the night breeze to clear my thoughts.

Matti
At least, fill it up! The damn thing's empty.

Shirotsugh:
Such trivial thoughts are just wasting the Space Force's time.
Remember, gentlemen, we are the proud, ugh, member's of the team, the Royal Space Force!

Matti:
That's odd. The bike looked okay. Do you think he just fell off it?

Kharrock:
I guess so.


General:
You're the proud. You're members of the team.
Khi Lei Kerass's work, "Impossibilities of the Galactic Travel" has been in print now for over 30 years.
The last twenty years of advancement have made thousands of such books obsolete!
This mission will succeed. We'll prove them all wrong!

Darigan:
Then the guys told me that it was handy. Handy! Can you believe it?
For God's sake, a flower pot drain! Crazy!

General:
The Gida Satellite project experienced five failures out of seven launches!
(?It's sure in attention!)
And now after ten years of intensive diligence, the House of Nobles is commanding an abandonment of the project!

Majaho:
I said I heard the Nobles are gonna cut off the appropriation. Didn't you?
Damn stain! I gotta find another job!

General:
Our cost, the price of failure, the limitations of those great works inhibit each of you from writing the future in your own way.
The vastness of space is beckoning mankind.

Domurhot:
Huh? What the hell does that mean "a warship"? It doesn't even have a little flare gun.

Kharrock:
He's calling it a warship.

General:
Do you hear what I said?
A challenge to all mankind to find peace at last!
Are you all deaf?

Nekkerout
Yeah, launching something that heavy is impossible.

Yanaran:
No way!

Tchallichamme
Hey, even if we got up in the space, everyone screw it all up.

General:
And my proposal to the Nobles House lacks only the volunteer's signature.

Matti:
Isn't this the life?

General:
I've stood beside you, with you through each and every casualty.
Yes, and they are martyrs to our cause.  [cause: 大義、目的]
But this is the time to bury all of our sorrows. Do you understand?
I'm looking for a goddamn astronaut!

Shirotsugh:
Lhadatt, sir, I volunteer!

Matti:
What? You're crazy! What the hell are you saying?

General:
You're… you're Shiro…

Shirotsugh:
Shirotsugh! Shirotsugh Lhadatt, sir!

General:
Uh, yes, Lhadatt…and is there anyone else?
No…okay. Very well, then call out the volunteers, fill out the forms.
That's all.

Instructor:
Dismissed!

Cadets:
You fool! Son of a bitch. You moron! You're crazy!

Matti:
You remember we signed up together? Can you remember that?
What about the bread? What the hell has gotten into you?  [What's gotten into you? :(奇行をする相手に)一体なぜ/なんてことを]

Shirotsugh:
Matti, both you and I have a purpose.
We are the chosen! The future has chosen all of us!

Cadets:
Oh! No! Come on!

General:
You surprised me, Lhadatt.
Frankly, I wasn't expecting much, if any thing, from your test and training.
But you're doing much better than I imagined you were.
There's a chance you'll survive.
Yes, well, we work with [? bad] material we have.
But in spite of these obstacles, the project should begin then move quick there.
If everything goes according to plan, I'm leaving for the capital to convince those bureaucrats to give us our space warship.

Shirotsugh:
Um, do you mean it'll have weapons on it?

General:
Of course, but that won't be all.
The ship will be out fitted with all sorts of clever gadgets and devices to keep you alive.
But we might have to cut down on some of those.
And there was something else to tell you.
Ah, I forgot what I was gonna say. Dismissed!

Shirotsugh:
Yes,sir.

General:
Oh, wait a minute! Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!
It's coming back to me! Oh yeah, flying!
Oh, airplane!
You need gravity training in an airplane.
Have you ever flown before?

Shirotsugh:
No. Where do we get an airplane?

General:
Borrow one.

Shirotsugh:
Borrow one? From where?

General:
The Air Force! And don’t screw up!

Scene 4

Matti:
Well, look at a fly boy's fancy suit!

Shirotsugh:
This thing's cutting off my circulation.

Cadets:
Check it out.
So, is that a parachute?
What's this thing for?

Shirotsugh:
Hey, cut it out! Don’t touch it! C'mon!

Yanaran:
Came off.

Shirotsugh:
I xxx

Pilot:
Hey, hey!

Shirotsugh:
Sorry, I'll be right there.

Pilot:
Not there, front.

Shirotsugh:
Oh, yeah.

Control:
Greto thirty-two, you are clear for takeoff, repeat you are clear for takeoff.

Matti:
I think I hear him. Yup.

Airmen:
What does he expect me to do? Like I gotta another job to take car of?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Cadets:
You don't look so hot. I feel sick!

Airmen:
That goes to show you the sky's for men not little boys.
And after they came so far to play with.

Kharrock:
Uh-oh, Matt,.Matti!

Matti
Hey, it's not play.

Airman:
What is it?

Matti:
Work!

Airmen:
It's only work if there some fighting to do?
And who are you gonna fighting in the space?
Don't worry. If you run into any space monsters, I'll shoot 'em down!
Hey, buddy, you have to show a little bit more respect around here.
Those talking shit piles in front of you happen to be commander and major, no less.
Huh? You mean you guys are soldiers? Excuse me all the hell.
I mistook you for a bunch of kids just here to play with all any toy--

Shirotsugh:
Oh, please, guys, I really can’t handle this right now!

Airman:
Hey, you, come here, you're a lousy son of a bitch!

Shirotsugh:
No! Stop, stop!

Darigan:
In a bad mood, Matti?
I'd be too if I got my sorry butt royally kicked by a sergeant?
The whole town's talking about it. You should stick to officers.

Matti:
He looks worse.

Darigan:
Did you get him good?

Shirotsugh:
Even I felt sorry for the bastard.

Matti
Yes, what else?!

Shirotsugh:
Aw, stop it!

Darigan:
Okay, you two, here's the Space Force's secret factory!
You're gonna love this, guaranteed.

Matti:
Ah, unreal!
This is great, men!
Look at this place those Air Force (?asshole shit on out of this.)
Yeah, this is it! We'll pack you up and shoot you up! Then bang! Our hero's death

Shirotsugh:
Is this the Space Travel Society?

Darigan:
Yeah. They've been working at this while now.
You mean those old farts did all of this?

Dr. Gnomm:
What? Old farts? So, what kind of primate do we have here?

Darigan:
This is Doctor Gnomm. He just got back from an expedition to the North Pole.

Dr. Gnomm:
I'll have you know that I was flying rockets before you were even an itch in your daddy's crotch!

Darigan:
The Doctor pioneering in nozzle research.

Kharrock:
Please, would all personnel assemble!
I have reviewed these plans and have found a problem, a serious design flaw.

Dr. Gnomm:
Well, then spit it out!

Kharrock:
The third stage. You have put a hydrogen engine in the section.
And I wanna know why. Has it been proven to be practical?

Old man:
Not yet. It's just theoretical prototype.

Kharrock:
You can't run an engine test using this design!

Old man:
We all felt a hydrogen engine will work best for the third stage acceleration!

Kharrock:
You are wrong!

Old man:
Xx who do thing you are? You know nothing! How dare you criticize our work?

Martti:
Here's the pilot. Does he get a say in any of this?

Old man:
And what is your opinion?

Lhadatt:
I'd kinda like to live a while, so I vote for the safest way.

Old man:
Bah! Undue concern.

Kharrock:
Oh, minor detail.

Dr. Gnomm:
We might find the second stage in other areas.
What would you propose we do?

Kharrock:
Everything from here to the head of section four is like something out of the Stone Age.
I can show you how to reduce the payload weight and improve combustion efficiency.

Dr. Gnomm:
When do you think this could all be ready?

Kharrock:
By… next month.

Dr. Gnomm:
When next month?

Kharrock:
The fourth of Poh.

Dr. Gnomm:
Fine! We'll have to wait till then. The fourth of Poe it is!
Okay? That's that! Alright! Get back to work!

Shirotsugh:
It's commonsense, you throw a rock, it falls to the ground.
You throw it harder straight at the horizon, it falls to the ground again but further away.
You take anther rock and you throw it even harder.
And then it will reach a speed that won't let it fall.
That's when the rock hasn't fallen.
Above the atmosphere, falling all ways along the curve of the planet.
Even a slight deceleration, it falls to the ground.
Well, the machine they're working on night and day is like the rock.
Built to be thrown and then fall down.
But if falls down, when we want it to.
It's simpler to remember it.
If you were thinking from the prospective of the rock.
Otherwise it just gets too technical.
You can hardly talk to them.
I mean the old guys in the Space Travel Society. Well, all except for Doc. Gnomm.
He's the only one who makes any sense.
I don't think the project would've ever worked without him.

Dr. Gnomm:
Torom, Marhida, Gana, Moraa. My sons, say hello to cadet Lhadatt.

Shirotsugh
They're engines.

Dr. Gnomm:
They are not! They're my kids! Don’t' you know anything at all about manufacturing?
These are my children born from the fruit of labor!

Shirotsugh:
So, where the names come from?

Dr. Gnomm:
Torom, got his name for the poisonous fish in the Eska Sea.
Marhida is from the North, man-eating whale.
Gana, the snake from the River Yvsak.

Man:
It's ready!

Dr. Gnomm:
Let him go!
Best way to face the deadly enemy is to adapt the little bastard.

Shirotsugh:
They sound like girls names.

Dr. Gnomm:
Listen to this.
Dohotonridl crying at birth!
I guess it's up to you now to find something deadly enough to name all the rest of them

Scene 5

Shirotsugh:
Hey!

Riquinni:
You go away! You leave us alone!

Shirotsugh:
I'm a visitor from outer space; do you think you could help me?

Riquinni:
Shiro! I was just…

Shirotsugh:
Good evening.

Riquinni:
Shiro, it's late.

Shirotsugh:
Why is it so dark?

Riquinni:
Well, the landlord shut up our power.

Shirotsugh:
That's terrible.

Riquinni:
Anyway, the candle light is so pretty.
Mana's made up the funny shadow plays.

Shirotsugh:
It's so clear tonight. That's why I drove out to stars.
You can see 'em better when you're outside

Riquinni:
Wait! I'll be right down!
Hurry, Manna, come look at the stars.

Shirotsugh:
Light, that one over there; it's called Prow.
It’s seventy light-years away. Understand?
The light you see is seventy years ago.

Shirotsugh:
Well, it's like this. If I were seventy years old, I would be seeing the light the night of my birth, well, this very night.

Manna:
There's a star!

Shirotsugh:
Uh-huh, they're stars.

Riquinni:
Are we that old? I wonder what we'd look like for that far away?

Shirotsugh:
No, I had… Great! Got i!!
There you are. A picture of the earth.
Err… here!

Riquinni:
The world’s black?

Shirotsugh:
No, it isn’t. The world’s the white part.
It’s just a pretty bad satellite radar picture.

Riquinni:
I think I understand now. From out there stars can tell the difference of what we’ve done.
Please forgive us. Dear God, can you ever forgive us for showing the stars the fires of so many wars?

Cadet:
Salute!

Shirotsugh:
It’s your Holly Book, so why me?

Riquinni:
Open it up. Please you have to read it.
I know in my heart that it’s supposed to help you.

Shirotsugh:
I could understand this so much better if you would read it to me.
What’d you say?

Riquinni:
Manna, Manna, come inside and help me make some tea.

Lhadatt:
Can’t you have fun? I think that by now you and God should’ve worked out some kind of compromise.

Riquinni:
Oh, you do?

Shirotsugh:
Come on, be reasonable!

Riquinni:
What do you mean “be reasonable”?
The world is all messed up because… because of that kind of compromise!

Shirotsugh:
What is so bad about that?

Riquinni:
Manna, I said go inside! Oh, honey, I’m so sorry.
No, we weren't fighting. I’m sorry I yelled. It’s okay. Shiro’s nice. You know that.

Nekkerout:
Voila! A little present from papa.
May I show you to your room, sir!

Shirotsugh:
Huh? Cool! Me first! Wow, this is great!

Nekkerout:
85 million radeks, bro, 85 million! It’s a pricy toy, so don’t break it!
It’s gonna be loads of fun getting the Assembly to approve this appropriation.

Shirotsugh:
Huh? What do you mean it hasn’t been approved yet?
Where did the 85 million radeks magically appear from?

Nekkerout:
Here and there.

Shirotsugh:
Here and there?

Nekkerout:
You really don’t know? Hmm, ahem,
Well, the general’s from nobility, you know, so, he is in good with the royal family.
You get it so far?

Shirotsugh:
Mm-hm.

Nekkerout:
And then there’s a slightly illegal business he runs on the side

Shirotsugh:
How? On the phone.

Nekkerout:
That’s all he needs is just a phone.
It’s hard to keep up with.
You see, from this year on, the royal family’s business cars will be from Migren Motors.
The same Migren Company that makes the army’s rockets.

Shirotsugh:
Mm-hm!

Nekkerout:
That’s how all it works!

Shirotsugh:
That’s how all it works!

Nekkerout:
All clear then?

Shirotsugh
Uh-huh?

Nekkerout:
Bonehead!

General:
I’m here today to proudly announce the Space Force High Command’s plan to build our nation’s first space warship!

News announcer:
Also attending the ceremony was his Imperial Highness Prince Toness xxx few words of praise to the Space Force High Command.

Prince:
As powerful protector of the Honneamano-Jikein-Minadhan Kingdom I wish to extend thanks for this-
-known as Industrial Revolution.
The same scientific progress has shown us how to unite the East xx Federation. Again I-

Nekkerout:
Huh? Hey, don’t stand over there!

Yanaran:
Huh? Oh!
Ah, it’s back. It’s back!

Nekkerout:
God! You’re such a hick!

Dr. Gnomm:
Cockpit of the finest spaceship ever made, the air, water and heat controls are designed for your comfort. It’s the safest bed you sleep in. understand that?
Adult man must have control over his bed, otherwise he loses that control.
Don’t force it. Use patience
The machine’s power so respond them, intimacy, reassurance for the delicate touch.
Now 6, 065, 7,000, 7,005.
Switch on two.

Shirotsugh:
Switched on.

Dr. Gnomm:
8,000, 8,005.

Shirotsugh:
9,000.

Tchallichammi:
Hello, this is Space Force Headquarter, hello?
Shiro, it’s your girl.

Shirotsugh:
Hey there, what’s going on?

Riquinni:
Oh dear God! Shiro, you have to come and help us!
Hurry! Please hurry!

Martti:
Just look at her! She’s all polished up.
See that shine? She’s irresistible! All cleaned up and wait for a good ride.
Hey! Here xxx! No.

Riquinni:
I didn’t believe that they do it. The power company.
It was my aunt’s house. She owed them so much money!
The letter said they do this. It’s my fault.
Thought my prays would that they-

Shirotsugh:
You prayed?
That has stopped people from bulldozing your damn house?
The power company! Yuck!
I am sick of this! No one should ever force you around like that.
If the state won’t pay, I’ll find a lawyer!

Riquinni:
Don’t yell. It just makes it worse.
It makes her cry even harder.
Her parents used to fight all of the time, night after night.
Please don’t yell. It scares her so.
Stop it! You’re scaring her!
Please forgive us. I’m very sorry if we were bothering you.

Shirotsugh:
What do you mean bothering? Don’t talk like that.

Riquinni:
There’s a church very close to here.
Maybe they’d have enough room to take Manna and I in.
I’m pretty sure that they’re going to be able to help out.
Manna would have some friends, somebody she can play with.

Shirotsugh:
I understand. I’ll dig your stuff out for you.

Scene 6
Announcers:
This rare footage shows the architectural beauty of the Nedens Castle.
Good weather till then. The expected storm front has shifted and-

Riquinni:
God is all, the living fire.
Mankind was created safely away from any knowledge of the Age of Fire.
And our sorrow began when Dao suddenly stole a torch from God, then run as fast as he could.
Unbeknown to Dao within God’s fire burnt hidden curse,
Dao after this age returned to God with the stolen touch brightly blazed by each of his seven dead sons.
God then spoken to Dao saying all further children born by your act shall suffer from the fate which you have brought for them, and forever after each shall murder each other until mankind is no more.


Shirotsugh:
Are you sure it’s safe standing this close to it?

Dr. Gnomm:
Yes. Very close
You go close to a child after 20 years. When they get grow older, they xx like their father.
Hard is if they grow up!

Shirotsugh:
So, what do you usually serve your kids for breakfast?

Dr. Gnomm:
Nothing!
(?If they’re going to continue their act xx your act you should send straight up to no dinner!)

Shirotsugh:
One, five, four.

Nekkerout:
One, five… four.
You were really lucky not to get hit by any fragments.

Shirotsugh:
Yeah.

Nekkerout:
You managed to get off with hardly scratched, while the doc winds up in the hospital.
[get off with:逃れる、済む] [wind up in a hospital: 病院に行くはめになる]

Shirotsugh:
Well, the old coot deserved it, leaving me there like that.
Next one’s five, six.

Nekkerout:
Five, six. This is also gonna make factory access a lot harder.

Shirotsugh:
One, three, four. So, why?

Nekkerout:
Oh, probably because of those fun-loving radicals.

Shirotsugh:
What radicals?

Nekkerout:
Where have you been? The guys who disagree everything the emperor says.
They’ve been busy with all those protest.

Shirotsugh:
It’s news to me.

Nekkerout:
Yeah? They’ve been building up steam for a while.
So, don’t think for a minute that explosion was an accident.
Next!

Shirotsugh:
Three, four, eight, five.

Nekkerout:
Huh? Let me see that. Shit! That’s a wrong row.

Tchallichammi:
I just can’t seem to be going…

Shirotsugh:
Sorry, I just can’t see it exactly.

Nekkerout:
Someone get the cat and his free-living pet out of the new computer!

Shirotsugh:
Pardon me, don’t you have a job to do?

Tchallichammi:
Didn’t get any sleep last night.
(?I feel with dizzy one of the old codgers)

Nekkerout:
You idiot!

Yanaran:
The Doc! He’s dead!

Shirotsugh:
What?

Yanaran:
They just called from the hospital.

Announcer:
Our Nation’s Capital, the royal family invited all members and affiliates of the Space Force to a gala promotional reception.
Making an appearance was Commander Shirotsugh Lhadat, the world’s only astronaut
In response to Prince Toness’s query “Doesn’t the idea of going into space frighten you?”
He lightheartedly replied “No, it really hasn’t bothered me”

Protestors:
(?We can no longer endure this injustice! We sole speak one point and it’s time we call that how we really feel!)
(?Morning xx get colder and colder for us.
As winter comes we’ll tied rag and xx around our bodies! )

Domurhot:
Out of way. Let me through!
Hey, what’s with the people out front?

Darigan:
Protest rally
And it was really crappy this morning.
(?While we saw that fighting and begging going on.)

Domurhot:
Like it’s our fault.
Is it an unemployment movement?

Darigan:
No, no! The antiwar movement. They are saying we should be building bridges, not rockets.

Domurhot:
Could’ve sworn it was the unemployment crew.
Bridges, right! Something useless (?for more money out.)
You know, they ought to ship these bums to the country where I’m from.
I-

Shirotsugh:
Bridges make sense than warships. Bridges are not killers.

Domurhot:
Hey, Shiro, go easy on that talk. Don’t let them get to you.
They are just mourning about work. That’s ll.

Shirotsugh:
This rocket’s made for war though.

Domurhot:
Then what?
Bridges can’t be used for war?
Hey, come up ! You’re the one who started this!

Shirotsugh:
Er..who… I think not.

Domurhot:
Then who started it,huh?

Darigan:
Hey, come here!

Annauncer:
Commander Lhadat continues his vigorous training machine which will prepare him to be the first man in space.
After his morning’s activity, our astronaut enjoys a hearty breakfast of fresh bread and warm kress verries.

Shirotsugh:
You bet it’s good. It’s so good for you.

Interviewer:
Thank you, Mister Lhadat.

Matti:
Hey, seen this?

Nekkerout:
You asshole, what’s the hell wrong with you?

Matti:
Nekkerout, look, we gotta talk! Oh, you’re wet!
Listen! We’ve gotta trouble. Over here.
You can’t deny it. It’s right here!
Why does this say the launch site move all the way south to Kanea?

Old man:
It wasn’t our choice.
The army decided not to let us use their site after all.

Nekkerout:
Huh? 600 rens west of Kanea? That’s over the border!

Old man:
Don’t panic. Over there’s a map. I can show you.

Matti:
It’s right on the demilitarized zone.

Old man:
Oh, you boys are getting upset over nothing.
The site is 3,000 rens close to the equator to make it easier to launch, you see?

Matti:
I get the picture, you goddamn!
It’s crazy! They’re sending us to a war zone to launch the world’s biggest firecracker!
Did anyone try to stop them, didn’t you? Didn’t you?

Old man:
It’s not our decision. It’s Ministry’s.

Matti:
What’s that? Ministry? Defense Ministry?

Guard:
Company, right face!

High official:
It’s too hard to him.
Use common tongue.

General:
Ah, I appreciate that. Ah, but actually there’s nothing more to say.

High officials
All right, then I shall speak.
Rockets! Humph! As you say we can neither understand nor justify such things!
And space travel, humph!
The army last behind your back. Investing in something, it only flies in the space!
This program serves no military purpose.
Whatsoever it simply isn’t right!
The very existence of the Space Force’s a monumental error.

General:
Well, then why let the project get this far long?

High officials
The royal family, the Ministry of the Interior in the creation of the Space Force.
All the entangled griefs grow from the same trunk.
What seemed a promising venture ten years ago has soured into regret.
Its purpose’s since been forgotten.
There’s no real use for the program. We must end it.

General:
But, but this project has gained such momentum. It’s attracting worldwide attention.
Even the Republic wants our information.
And the idea of launching on Rimada’s boarder, a subject state of our enemy.

High officials:
Go right ahead. Launch it whatever you pleased.
The point is we’ll be in full use of Republic’s occupation’s force.
And what do donkeys do when they see carrots dangled under their noses.

General:
No, they’ll steal it!

High officials:
Stealing it, huh? Yeah, I hadn’t considered that. Could be useful after all.
Yes, a border violation via military force and outright theft of government property will compound a crime.
The only real question is whether or not they’ll actually attack!
Don’t worry about that. Our friends across the border have quit investment in your little rocket as well, huh?

Scene 7

Instructor:
Ready?

Shirotsugh:
Yes.

Instructor:
Let’s begin.
Now there, you’re cursing merely alone, mining your own business.
The altitude is 3000. The speed is 200 rens per second, and the next zone where we can make contact with you is far over the horizon.

Shirotsugh:
Pressure abnormality in oxygen tank one. Primary line’s closed. Auxiliary’s open. Three.
Suspending nitrogen supply. Inertial system’s reading abnormal acceleration.
Setting general circuits to prescribed positions only.
Internal pressure unchanged.

Instructor:
Good! Much better the last time. You’ve earned your paycheck, kid!
Next crisis situation No.5-7-5.

Shirotsugh:
My son, you must soon [?depart,] for you stand within the marketplace.
Ever after named the City of Fire each and every living man is damned
[?No that. This is you as so what’s for told.]
A city in which no water, not even the blood of man could wash away the filth.
For even the smoke-stained hands of Dao.
Created by fire to die by fire.
My dearest son, please prepare myself.

Police men:
Hold still, you damn little shit!
What’s your damn name? Answer me!
Are you deaf? Answer him now!
Think you’re a little tough guy, don’t you?
Give me it, bastard! Tell us your name!

Photographer:
Hold it, good. Big smiles!
Come on, move it! Reposition for the outdoor shot.
You happy? Even happier!
There it is! That’s fine. Makes me wanna drink that damn crap.

Throng:
Astronauts are go!

Woman:
You’re joking! Dear, is it really so xx ?

Announcer:
Good morning in the Kingdom. Good morning.
Today we are broadcasting from the port city of Naghatsumih.
Known for its lovely weather and as the headquarters of the Royal Space Force.
The industrial city of Umon is also steeped in royal history.
It is here where his Imperial Highness played as a child and grew up to be the Emperor whom we know and love today. The Royal Space Force-

Pressman:
Sir, may I have a few words? Excuse me, general, but what brings you here today?

General:
The train

Pressman:
Sir, our readers really need an answer. Please!

General:
Okay. No comment.

Pressman:
“ ? The Wires scooped” this space warship will carry weapons.

General:
So what? Maybe they will.

Pressman:
But-

General:
No comment! Save your damn money.

Matti:
What’s this? Where’s the smile I see in the commercial, huh?
Come on! Clear it up! Smile already!

Photographer:
Commander, Commander! Hey!

Matti:
Wait! You must refer to Mister Lhadat as “Colonel” now.

Photographer:
Hiya, Colonel, smile it up! There! That’s good! See ya, Colonel.

Director:
Okay, ready to shoot.

Matti:
See you around. Have fun!
Director:
Remember you have to be ready to answer the questions of the space hero’s purpose.

Shirotsugh:
Purpose?

Director:
Of course. We want to know. Why are you doing this? Why waste our money?
Um, your friends have died. That’s it! Give me human reason, uh…, personal reason for continuing the program.

Reporter:
Hey, Hero, watch the birdy!
So what should I write?
Thirty thousand people could have electricity again on even half of that money which you waste on your nonsense.
So what’s your opinion in corruption of the Miguren?
These questions aren’t trivial. How about the warship then? Any comment?
Hey what kind of interview is that?

Director:
Right up! Where are you going? We’re ready to move!

Announcers:
Republic News.
Yesterday during a special press conference, Vice-Minister Nerredon addressed to Republic.
He harshly criticized the space warship program being developed by the Honneamano Kingdom. Calling the entire venture “a threat to world peace”.

Vice-Minister:
Aha! That was good work this morning. Well done.

Secretary:
Here you are, sir. The new photographs.

Vice-Minister:
Intrepid space hero who’s creating all the fuss?
Doesn’t look too bright. He must be broiling in that outfit.

Secretary:
It’s winter where they are, sir. The northern hemisphere has seasons opposite from us.

Vice-Minister:
Oh, of course. Well, Commander Lhadatt, you’re very sorry example of manhood.

Secretary:
A proposal has submitted by Weapons Division that we seize the space ship.

Vice-Minister:
What an absurd request! Incompetents.
Capturing a far off country’s Rocket, it’s not that simple.
These things take considerable time to set up.
They’ll just have to be more patient to let us do the planning.
Weapons people, they are stupid.

Secretary:
The Office of Security is already taking steps to, well…, obstruct their progress.

Vice-Minister:
Don’t you think that assassination is rather extreme?

Secretary:
Extreme, perhaps, but it gets the job done, I think so.

Riquinni:
Please listen. The money and all of empty commercialization, these things are trivi-.
Shiro, don’t look at me like that.

Scene 8

Riquinni:
Bring the washing before it gets started.
And be careful on the ladder! Watch over the house, okay?
I’ll be back tonight.

Shirotsugh:
Hey! This is new. Did you get it from her church? Um.
Manna, are you okay?
Toilets are outside, huh?

Shirotsugh:
I got worried.

Riquinni:
Manna, did you bring our clothes in?
Thanks, honey.

Shirotsugh:
Thanks, Manna,

Riquinni:
Manna did any one come by? No?
If Uncle Dori comes by tomorrow, be sure and thank him for the winter clothes
And make sure you wish in a prayer tonight.
At least we have new clothes to wear.

Riquinni:
And so were told thous mankind hungered and unfulfilled, left of God’s bread.
The mouth so hungered will twist the true. The hands which held virtue now shape evil.
But thee knew there is good, but only if you eat from God’s harvest or else you shall hunger forever. If you do not then you should pray, and you shall find that prayer is the greatest of all things and that is also the smallest. You find nothing more noble than prayer, nothing more humble compare--

Riquinni:
Let go! No!

Riquinni:
Oh, hello there, good morning, Shirotsugh.
It doesn’t look like it will rain again today.

Shirotsugh:
Riquinni, I-I’m sorry. Please forgive me.
I could not help me.

Riquinni:
Maybe it was because I smiled at you.

Shirotsugh:
No! That’s why I stopped.

Riquinni:
I’m so sorry. I can’t even believe I did that.
You are such a good person.
I didn’t hurt you, did I?
Shiro, you have to accept my apology.
You-you will, won’t you?

Shirotsugh:
Hu? No, it was me.

Riquinni:
No, Shiro, you have to find it in your heart to forgive me, or otherwise I’ll never forgive myself.
I have to go.

Scene 9

Cadets:
Look, over by the door! You don’t believe it!
No! He’s still wearing that silly outfit!
(?Like he’s us)

Shirotsugh:
Yo! Hey!

Matti:
You idiot! Why are you wearing that thing?
Or haven’t you heard that you’re Mr. famous?

Shirotsugh:
Well, you know fads die out. At least I’m dressed for it.

Cadets:
(?Where didn’t you have to go and show up for? I bet with the guys that you won’t xx)
I gotta money on it too, it’s a girl, right?

Shirotsugh:
Get out of my way!

Cadets:
Hey, who do you think you are? It xx
What’s with him? Huh?

Shirotsugh:
Tchallichammi, Majaho, new assignment Gria observatory!
And ready, move out. Salute!

Majaho:
Please send me a post card from outer space. You got the address.

Tchallichammi,:
Try to keep in touch.

[This part is not finished yet]
Scene 10

General:
Are you all right?

Shirotsugh:
Yeah, I’m fine.

General:
Civilization did not create war, but it is war that has created civilization.

Shirotsugh:
Who was that you were reciting?

General:
Myself, of course.
Mankind evolved from the depth of his primitive hell through 100,000 years to the exist point
And what we achieved? Have we solved the fundamental problems that plagued our ancestors?
When I was a young man I had an ambition to be a historian.

Shirotsugh:
So-so why didn’t you?

General:
War came along.
So I became a soldier. I rose up to the call and fought to defend my country from the invasion.
But I soon came to realize that without some sense of molarity to follow we were doomed to repeat our murderous (?tribal) past.
And I became angry. I wasn’t a soldier, you see.
I were still only studying history and history is just an ongoing game.
It ends when the final player loses everything.
Our pride won’t allow us to accept we’re not that different from monkeys.
Are we destined to repeat our errors? It’s our choice?
The most important advice I can give you is this.
Be aware of your situation and that of those who around you and ask yourself “What should I do?”, “What shouldn’t I do?”
Trust only the eyes on top of your nose. What do they show you when you look through them?

Shirotsugh:
A girl’s butt.

General:
Humph! You’d missed the forest for the trees.


Shirotsugh:
Hey, Mana, I was at your house, knocking on the door.
Is she still at church?
Would you do me a favor and give her a message for me?
Would you tell her that she gave me a purpose and I would-
Mana, what shall I give to her?

Mana:
Some stars!

Shirotsugh:
I wish I could.
Where I’m going to… I get never get close enough.

Mana:
Behind the clouds?

Shirotsugh:
Ummm, further. I’ll be circling around and around.

Shirotsugh:
Huh!

Riquinni:
Huh, ah, Shiro!

Shirotsugh:
You take care, okay?

Riquinni:
You take care too.

Crew:
Ah, here’s a magazine, sir?

Shirotsugh:
It’s okay.

Crew:
I’m sorry, colonel. I really to disturb you, you see, my wife and I are really big fans of you.

Shirotsugh:
What’s your names?

Crew:
Tomaashi and Ria Treen sir. It’s like a dream, sir.
Oh, sorry, you’d better fasten up.

Secretary:
Wine tasting is a sign of good breeding.
I came to report the plan is finally in motion.

Vice-Minister:
So, tell me.

Secretary:
We’ll be using our forces station in Limada.

Vice-Minister:
With jets?

Secretary:
Our latest technology in weapons will be tested on the battle field.

Vice-Minister:
Good!


Crew:
Tips here, sir, Limada military convoys are traveling north.
The next report will be at noon.

Captain:
Look at this. The damn bustards are moving.

Crew:
They sure are. And I bet new jets with them.

Captain:
You’re correct.
I want this information squeezed for all its word, then luck is on our side.
We might be able to figure out where their in-air refueling site will be in.

Shirotsugh:
Hello, to everyone in the world.
This is Cornel Shirotsugh Lhadatt I’m speaking to you from space.
I’m currently in orbit flying 200 rens above the world and I…, what I…

Matti:
Get it right. “and what I see now is”

Shirotsugh:
Oh, hell, I give up!
And what I see now is, ah, tanks! Everywhere!

Matti:
Open your eyes, you damn idiot, they’re fakes.

Shirotsugh:
Fakes?
All around us there’s nothing but fakes. Whoa! Soar with me on the biggest fake of all.

Shirotsugh:
You know, on paper it didn't look so big.

Matti:
Ideas grow, sometimes bigger than life.

Kharrock:
Yo, Shiro, I gotta real bargain for you, if you want it. Third stage never used.

Staff:
Slowly, slowly, hold it! That’s it!
Get ready, go!
Good morning, sir.

Shirotsugh:
Above the world what you saw now was, I mean what you saw now-

Old man:
“What I see now is”

Shirotsugh:
Oh, so you memorize the speech so good; why don’t you fly the damn thing?

Staff:
You got it now! Good for!
Rejoice!

Shirotsugh:
From space I’m currently in orbit, flying 200 rens above the world.
What I see now is… now what I see-

Yanaran:
Who the hell wrote that? What.., I... see… it’s great!
Everybody works so hard for this, but you the one getting all the glory.

Shirotsugh:
Yeah, the glory.

Yanaran:
Hey, you know what, I’ve been talking to some of the guys who’d have leveled the launch site here.
Hey, check it out! They found a bunch of shells and some other stuff. This was some kind of Stone Age trash heap. It’s funny, huh? First launching the first spaceship form an old caveman garbage dump? What’d they find? I mean like years and years and years from now.

Shirotsugh:
I got one. How about this? They find two skeletons who don’t have any answers?

Majaho:
Ah, this is Gria observatory, hurry give me the General.

General:
I’m here.

Majaho:
Oh, ah, general, this place is crawling with central intelligence guys.
Please tell me you haven’t changed the launch time by even one maal.

General:
Nothing has changed. Just relax hang up the phone, now! Quickly!

Old men:
Red one or is it yellow?
That one.

Announcement:
Good morning, ladies and gentlemen.
The big day has finally arrived. You’ve all done an excellent job!

Staff:
Good morning, sir. Sir?

Announcement:
Launch time is just around the corner, so keep up the good work.

General:
Where is the Launch Commander?

Staff:
The chief’s in the control bunker.

General:
Schedule controller?

Staff:
He is sleeping, sir.

General:
Wake him up!

Staff:
We fought around the clock for four days. Everyone’s exhausted!

General:
I’m moving the launch time up two maal.

Staff:
You can’t! We need at least half a day to finish preparing everything.

General:
I suspect the Ministry of intelligence may intentionally leak the launch time early.
I’m afraid we might be attacked tonight.

Staff:
Great! That’s great! What about the safety schedule?

General:
We are abbreviating the engineering checking.
Cut 124 pages from the sixth books.
We’ll tell the observatory at the last moment.
And have the dog take the shower.

Instructor:
Just a minute, sir. This is going too far. Think of the risk.
General, I cannot allow this.

Shirotsugh:
Gentlemen. There’s no point in arguing.
It’ll be a lot more dangerous if the enemy shows up here.
You’re no gonna let anyone stop us now, are you?

Scene 11
Commander:
The objective of this operation is the capture of the rocket launch installation near the border.
And I repeat “capture”. Not destruction of the target.
Enemy casualties are to be expected take-no-prisoners.
You will be refueling once over Rimada from the Air Fortress, then proceed to directly to the target area. Keep alert and watch your asses.
Then luck be with us.

Pilots:
Luck be with us!

Staff:
Hurry up, men. Civilization just-

Kharrock:
Have someone check out that third stage and its connections!
Did you hear me?

Nekkerout:
There’s no time. They’re coming in to load the fueling tanks.

Staff:
Hey, show time!
Proceed with loading liquid oxygen.

Announcement:
Attention all stations, please report in and confirm your status.

Pilot:
Ah, roger, we are now disengaging fueling tanker.

Announcement:
Report from Rimada formation has made contact with Air Fortress.

Vice-Minister:
Of course. Perfect.

Pilot:
I know. We’ve tangled in that sector before. Gotcha. No sweat. Moving out!

Staff:
Hey, ya, there’s a phone call for you, Domahat.

Domathat:
Huh?

Matti:
We’re going to launch sooner.
Ready the satellite tracking systems.
And be sure you keep it quiet.

Kharrock:
You almost got that wired?

Yanaran:
Just about, yeah, that’s it.

Nekkerout:
Good luck!

Matti:
Good! We’re right on schedule.

Staff:
Launch personal, report to control bunker.
Remaining personal proceed to your standard positions.
Final check completed.

Shirotsugh:
Pressure pumps activated.

Kharrock:
Status?

Staff:
Tank one, internal pressure nominal
On-load, nominal.
Voltage nominal.
Oil, nominal.
Main supporting gradation normal.
Did you get the weather update from the airship yet?

Warrant Officer:
Excuse me, sir, I am Warrant Officer Tenz Kovikh Frontier Defense Forces.
I have an order to evacuate all personal immediately.

General:
Are you mad? We’re about to launch now. It’s too late.

Warrant Officer:
That’s unfortunate, sir. I’m sorry to inform you that occupation forces is across the river.

General:
What?

Warrant Officer:
Our border patrols are already under attack.

General:
Damn it!

Shirotsugh:
Can you repeat? I couldn’t hear you.

Kharrock:
We’ve gotta scrub launch. The enemy’s attacking earlier than we thought.
Shirotsugh:
Scrub the launch? What? You just run away?
We cannot give up. You can’t pull the plug.

Kharrock:
We got to! They might shoot you down.

General:
Enough of this. Come down from there at once!
We have to do this. I hate it as much as you'd do.
I thought we could really do it this time. We can’t anything about this. Just forget it.
Risking your lives. Well, well, it’s just not worth it.

Shirotsugh:
I don't believe this. What are you gonna do? Just quit?
If we stop here then we are a bunch of fools! That's plain stupid!
Quit before the fight even starts? Where's the glory in that?
What we've done is incredible. I'll still do it even if it means I die in the process!
Here's your chance to be in the history books instead of just reading them.
There may never be another chance like this again. Anyone who isn't with me can leave!
I will do this! I am goddamn ready to do this!
All sections talk to me!

Staff:
And voltage good!
Oil pressure full!
All pumps are activated!
Fuel is good.

Matti:
Sir, the launch pad's as ready as it's ever gonna be.

General:
Moment of truth.
Return to countdown!

Soldier:
Ready to depart!

Warrant Officer:
I guess the crew’s going down with its ship. Move out!

Pitot:
Dispatch from Magitsu.
Course Zero to the target.
Wake up, people! Enemy airplane, right above us.

Staff:
Pump restart is good. No problems.
We are now on primary stages.

Pilot:
We are after arrival on secured location. A five to two discrepancy.

Shirotsugh:
Stabilizing gyro. Give me a reading.

Staff:
Inertial guidance system reads as follows - North two-point-eight degrees, three-six minutes. Mark two-zero, three-two seconds

Shirotsugh:
Cabin pressurizations reach normal.

Staff:
99 until launching counting.
I can see smoke of the shooting.
Guiding system’s now running independent.
Reconfirm check on xx auxiliary power.
37 until launching counting.
xx confirmed.

Soldier
xx

Staff:
Oxygen safety valve, closed.
51 to launching counting.
Confirm back-up power supplies are charged and ready.
Commence water flow to the launch platform.

Matti:
37 to launch. We’re in the final stages. Everyone take your positions.

Staff:
25 at counting.
I know.
Ignition in 20 seconds.
19, 18, 17, 16, 15, 14, 13, 12, 11, 10. 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.

Soldier
Xx

Matti:
Here we go, buddy. Lift off!

Staff:
Four thousand, forty-five hundred, fifty-five hundred, forty, six thousand.
First stage successfully detached.
Third stage burning initiated. 20000, 20500, 30000, 30500, I’m sure its burning is complete.

Majaho:
This is Gria observatory, well, guys, the ship has achieved sufficient velocity and it’s in orbit.
We’ve done it!

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Voices from the radio:
xx report the rocket has been xxx also states border skirmish early xxx reports xxx evoke further retaliation.
Technique relaxation, remember breath xx

Shirotsugh:
City lights, Republic?
They are like stars.

Can anyone hear me?
I'm the first man in space.
If you look up, well, maybe you'll see it. Or at least please listen.
We've left the oceans and climbed above the mountains. I'm flying.
We've found the untouched realm of God. You have to look now it's your only chance.
Nothing is here yet, not even air or water to ruin.
Soon the next man will follow to touch it, and another, and in all the rush we may again destroy it.
Maybe our killing comes from the madness of being confined.
Please listen. There's no more reason to kill because we don't have any more borders now.
Can anyone hear me? If you can hear me, then pray.
The humblest of all things, the most noble.
Pray for each step you take.
Make a path that's safe so those who follow shall never stumble.
Dear God, please give us Your mercy. Mercy for we are lost.
Forgive the irresponsible, the trivial men who beg You from the dark for the forgiveness of Your light.