1x01 - Beware My Power, part 1
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Alien damaged ship, can you hear me in there?
There's no cause for alarm.
I am Meten of The Green Lantern Corps.
Looks like I just have to cut you out friend.
Wrong.
I am not a friend,
I am rage. I am vengence.
I am death!
What are you doing Zox?
Don't like it? Feel free to complain to Atrocitus.
Relax young Razer. Our master's plan includes ample kills.
Enough even for you.
At this rate, our task will never end.
If we eliminate this one, his Power Ring will simply seek out a replacement Green Lantern.
The we get to kill that one too.
Yes!
Let's keep the commentary to vehicle specific, shall we Jordan?
I was boss. That was me expressing my professional
opinion of the prototype's acceleration.
Someone at the FAA is going to read this transcript Hal, so words might help.
Of course Carol. My apologies.
Plane go fast. Very fast. Plane good.
Carol? Are you all right?
Yeah, we're getting one of our famous Coast City rumblers.
You concentrate on flying that billion dollar jet!
Uh-oh.
Carol is not going to be happy.
Lets worry about liablity later shall we?!
And concentrate on the fact that we have a downed pilot!
Sounds like you missed me?
Hal! Oh thank-
I thought you were dead! Are you okay? What happened?!
I'm fine, I'm fine.
When the shockwave from that shaker hit it locked my instruments.
There was nothing I could do, I had to eject and... Uh!
That bridge came down an hour ago,
and you let me think you were dead all this time?!
Well, I landed in the desert, I had to hike to the freeway.
Typical...
I'm sorry about what happened to the plane Carol.
But you weren't the only one who was worried.
When I saw how big that quake was, well...
I may be replaceable, but you're not.
Hal...
I've told you a dozen times why this will never work.
Tell me again. Over dinner.
- Not now, no. - What is it?
Eh, it's-, it's the harddrive.
I left it in the wreckage, if one of your competitors got a hold of the operating system...
Go get the drive.
I'll pick you up after work. I promise!
Mind if I ask what this is all about?
Green Lantern of sector 2814, report immediately to Oa.
Priority one.
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like Oa.
Hal Jordan of Earth.
Salaak, of... some planet whose name escapes me at the moment.
And Kilowog! Hey, buddy!
What's going on?
You'll find out soon enough Jordan. Just keep it professional.
And definitely don't go looking for me to bail you out this time.
Did I leave the toilet seat up or something?
Hal Jordan of Earth, Green Lantern of sector 2814.
The viceroy of Demrakk 7 claims that when we
assigned you to police crucial peace negotiations
you punched him, in the face.
Is this true?
No, sir. I punched the viceroy in the stomach.
Then I headbutted him in the face. Sir.
The viceroy was a serious dirtbag using diplomatic
immunity to cover up his slave trafficking ring.
The council should note that Jordans claims have
since been proven true by Demrakks authorities.
That is not the point.
This Lantern clearly seems to revel in exceeding
his authority, ignoring our orders and making his own-
Oh no...
We can argue about my conduct later...
...but right now...
...somewhere out there...
...there's a dead Green Lantern.
Salaak, whose ring is this?
Green Lantern Meten.
Never seen this guy before in my life.
Salaak, display Guardian Space.
There are 3600 sectors in Guardian Space.
For millenia, we have dispatched our Power Rings to choose a worthy protector of each sector.
You are Green Lantern Corps.
This part we know...
Display homeworld of Frontier Lantern number ten.
Frontier Lantern?
This is the Guardian Frontier, the very edge of our territory.
We have seeded Lanterns there, but they are few and far between.
The vast distance makes contact with the Frontier Lanterns... sporadic, at best.
Then who trains them?
They receive limited instruction from their rings. That is all.
What do these light signify?
These are locations where operatives went offline.
Those Power Rings are currently in search of new hosts. Or en route back to Oa.
It means they're dead.
That is... unfortunate, but accurate.
And you just sit there, doing nothing?
You did not even see it fit to inform us about these Lantern deaths?
There is nothing to be done right now.
Flying at top speed you wouldn't reach the frontier for 18 months.
We are formulating a plan.
There are Lanterns dying out there!
We need to get out there and stop who ever is targeting them now!
Let me remind the Green Lantern of Earth that the Guardians are not on trial here. He is.
Appa Ali Apsa, it has been an eventful session.
Perhaps a period of refreshment is required.
Or as our earthman would say... A coffee break.
Good call Ganthet. Another minute and I might've said something...
Incredibly stupid?
Yeah, I think that ship sailed a long time ago Jordan.
Hey, this ain't the way to the commissary.
Indeed. I thought we might enjoy taking a more scenic route.
What is that?
Oh, that! Nothing really.
An experimental prototype powered by the green energy itself.
- Holy crud... - How fast?
Well, the interceptor is potentially the fastest ship ever created by sentient life.
Potentially?
This prototype is so sophisticated and travels so fast...
...that the nav-computer is an actual artificial intelligence.
I know that look...
Jordan, this isn't one of your earthen jet thingies.
Look, I'll take her up and work the bugs out.
Then we'll fly to the frontier and we'll take care of the Lantern killer.
I doubt that will come to pass. It is much too risky.
And all Guardians must be in agreement.
Some will doubt the very existence of this... Lantern killer.
Then why show us this?
I told you my friends. We're simply taking the scenic route.
A Green Lantern! Thank God, I thought I would perish here!
Can you put your hand up so I can pull you out?
A little help would be appriciated...
Not so cocky now are you?
Where is he?
We split up.
And this time, shoot sooner!
Identify!
Ganthet of the Guardians.
Incorrect. Alarm detected. Contacting security.
Kinda figured you'd turn up here, hotshot. Just your style.
You borrow the ship. Rush into danger. Catch the killer.
Save the day. Big hero.
You forgot get the girl. There's probably a girl somewhere in this.
Don't try to stop me, big guy.
Who's trying to stop you? I'm coming with you!
Forget anything?
Okay, you can tag along.
I've been saving your butt ever since boot camp...
No reason to stop now.
Wow. Look at that...
This thing's engine's gigant power battery.
Wow.
- She's beutiful. - She?
She. A ship is always she.
Wonder how you fly this baby...
Please define term: Beutiful.
That must be the AI nav-computer.
Hello... Aya.
We're your new best friends: Hal and Kilowog.
We want to learn how to fly you.
AI does not spell Aya, it spells Ayee.
But Aya is a pretty name. A pretty name for a pretty girl.
Don't you ever stop?
New designation accepted. Aya.
- Aya, would you like to play a game? - What game?
This game is called Joyride.
How does one play Joyride?
I disagree. The Corps must be told everything we know.
We know nothing for certain.
All we have is a theory.
Look!
Somebody's coming.
Initiate ultra-warp, now!
Ultra-warp protocol requires at least 43 minutes to calculate.
Aya, listen to me. Kilowog and I are Green Lanterns. We help people.
Right now there's some other Green Lanterns in trouble at the coordinates I gave you.
It is unsafe to bypass protocols.
Green Lanterns risk their lives to save the lives of others.
Aya, please.
Hm.
Warning! Bypassing protocols has resulted in unstable ultra-warp field.
Disintegration imminent.
Hull integrity at seven point seven five percent.
Aya, can you convert to manual controls?
Affirmative. However manual control a vehicle while in ultra-warp...
Do it!
How is this better?!
If I can slow us down...
...I might be able to punch through the ultra-warp conduit without breaking her apart.
Wow. Frontier space.
I wonder what the odds are for me making my dinner with Carol...
A billion lightyears from home, and that's what you're thinkin'?
- You must've really lost it for this girl. - Uh, no!
Attention! I am picking up telemetry from a nearby Power Ring.
It's a GL! And Hal, whoever he is, he's alive.
But not for long. He is in a fire fight. And losing.
Buckle up, people.
This is now officially a rescue mission.
Not bad.
In fact I'll graciously allow you to make up for your earlier squeamishness.
You can strike the final blow Razer.
Unless of course you are too weak!
Weaklings!
Your feeble constructs are crushed beneath the Red Lanterns might!
Red Lantern? What a hell is a Red Lantern?!
These guys I'm guessing. Let's move!
Easy, we're the cavalry here to rescue you.
I'm running low. You have enough juice to fly him back?
A big shot GL from Oa, huh? Maybe I ought to be saving you.
I'll draw their fire while you get the comedian back to the interceptor.
Yeah, I had a feelin' that was comin'. What do you want written on your tombstone?
"Spent the rest of his long life making sure his ring was charged."
Sorry I can't stay and chat. But I've got some Lantern killers to finish of.
Thank you.
Just enough for one last trick.
In brightest day and blackest night, no evil shall escape my sight...
...let those who worship evil's might, beware my power, Green Lantern's Light!
Easy, hotshot.
Think you're pretty clever charging you ring off the engine like that huh?
I say you're luck not to blow your arm off.
It feels like I did.
- What about the other? - Don't worry about hard case over there...
He's gonna be a little sore... for the rest of his life.
Where are our friends, Ball and Chain?
Your firework display sent them on a little trip.
But I got a bad feeling we'll be seeing them again soon.
But in the meantime, who knows...
Maybe we'll be back in time for your date with Carol after all.
Dinner will have to wait. We're here now, we fight them.
We stop them.
What ever it takes. How ever long it takes.
We stop them.
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