How do we get Avocato to recover his memory?
On my planet, you forgot something,
they'd tie you up and beat you with pain sticks
until you remembered.
And you did. You always did.
Wow, great stuff, okay?
Because w... we don't have any of those.
I have a rack of whips. They're for pleasure ...
giving and receiving, oh-ho-ho.
- Oh, my God. - Just get the whips!
- Dad!
- What the hell is this? - Aah, remember!
Remember us!
- Ugh! - Aah!
- Remember me! - And me!
Don't try to remember me! We've never met.
What the hell are you doing?
Whipping you so you remember!
- Aah! - Oh, yeah!
Oh, remember, Avocato!
Remember!
Can someone switch places with me?
I don't really like being next to my dad right now.
I'm your son! Do you remember?!
Aah!
And who the hell are you?
The name's Tribore. I've returned.
You're welcome.
No cheers, please. Wa-cha!
- Tri... - I said no cheers.
I have something you need to see ... something urgent.
But first, who is this dashing Ventrexian?
- Oh, he's my dad. We're just trying to ... - Ha!
I know a good old-fashioned memory whipping when I see one.
Whip! Whip! And six.
What the hell, guy?!
You still want anything to do with me?
I got your back. It's back-to-back for life!
- S-Something came back. - Great. Hold that thought.
Anyways, I was holed up in an abandoned Uprising
transmitting tower when I intercepted a signal
on an old Infinity Guard channel.
Well, my dude Farhik intercepted it.
You guys would like him. He's funny.
But not in-your-face about it ... a natural funny.
Anyways, check it out.
It's Quinn. Can anybody hear me?
Quinn...
How is that possible?
- She's in Final Space. - Final Space.
Why ... Why does that sound familiar?
Because the whipping's working, everyone!
More whipping! Wa-cha-ta!
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The file has been corrupted
by some unknown kind of radiant energy.
In fact, nothing about Quinn's transmission is normal.
Exactly. Farhik said it's "dis-normal."
It ... It's funnier when he does it. I'm not doing it justice.
Uh, can we just assume it's a trap and get on with our lives?
It's a warning. Look at her face.
A warning for what?
I just got him back.
If you believe something can be broken,
you must also believe it can be fixed.
Thanks, H.U.E. I'll try.
But when will someone fix H.U.E.?
The Order of Twelve
welcomes you, Lord Commander.
How does one reach Final Space?
By ripping through dimensional walls.
However, there is a way for your inner self to see inside it.
Clearwater.
Drink from its pool.
There must be a way to send a message back to Quinn.
I might know something that could help.
Yeah? I mean, hell, yeah. What do you have?
It's the Order of Twelve.
They took me to a place where there are windows
that look into other dimensions, even Final Space.
They called it Clearwater.
It's in the Kanopus Prime system.
- Okay. That, you remember. - Look, I'm sorry,
but I don't get to choose what comes back.
It's just that some things, you don't forget
because you can't forget them,
and I am that thing ... your son.
Is this awkward? Seriously, is this awkward?
I can't actually tell if it is.
Arriving at Kanopus Prime.
It is awash in desolation.
Four billion people lived there.
What happened to them?
- No one knows. - Maybe you killed them.
- Do you remember that one? - I hope not.
Oh, well, that's got to make you feel better, lad.
He doesn't remember you or killing four billion people.
My Anomaly Convergence Scanner has detected something.
Everyone, gather 'round.
H.U.E. the True has a presentation for you.
Hmm...
I got this.
- Ooh! - That's awesome!
Everyone liked my hologram just fine, thank you.
I did not.
I've detected a bump in time
where space flows over a cliff like a waterfall.
A waterfall... in space?
- How does that even work? - Flowing to where?
Unclear, but the waterfall's quantum signature
is identical to that in Quinn's message.
I'm going. I could use some backup.
- I'm coming, too. - I'm in, too.
- Well, then I'm out. - You're out just because I'm in?
Then I'm out. Don't be childish.
I'm a child. And now I'm going.
- Then I'm co... - All the Catos are going!
Avocato, what are we looking for?
When it happens, you'll know it.
Look how we're flying!
And we just naturally fell into this formation!
Oh, I'm gonna wait for it! I'm gonna find it so bad!
I'm gonna ... Whoa-aaaah!
- Whoa! - Aah!
Aaaah! What's happening?
Hold on, Little Cato! We're coming!
- Thanks, Gary. - Don't thank. Clasp.
Gary, Avocato, and Little Cato are gone.
I suggest we abandon them completely and leave right away.
- We can't do that. - Watch me, wench.
What the hell did you just call me?
Oh!
Touch those controls again. I dare you.
Oh, eh!
Does anyone want a hit of this H.U.E.-bie doobie?
Bring it.
That's for calling Nightfall a wench.
Well, look at you. I'm impressed, H.U.E.
You should be.
Warning ... There is a large fleet approaching.
Vessel, you have entered Uprising space.
Identify yourselves.
Tribore, leader of the Resistance, shepherd of hope,
patron saint of the un-binary,
acceptor of monogrammed leather gifts.
I could keep going, but I just don't want to.
Tribore?!
Oh, wow, this is so cool.
Keep it in your pants, girl. It's me, Shannon.
Shannon L. or Shannon T.?
- Commander Thunder, may I board? - Can you board?
Get the hell in here, you.
I was hoping it was Shannon L.
What brings you to my small
but extremely well-accessorized ship?
Commander Menendez, the Uprising is desperate.
- We need the Resistance's help. - I'm sorry, Shannon.
The Resistance is too busy resisting the Rebellion.
And the Uprising is too busy rebelling against the Insurgency.
I know. I've heard.
It's been hell trying to schedule drinks with everyone.
Oh, who am I kidding? I'm not here about the Resistance.
Don't tell me you're part of the Insurrection.
No, I'm in love with you, Tribore. I always have been.
You did it, Shannon. You lived your truth.
- What do you say, Tribore? - Take a number, sweetheart,
because the line is long and hard,
but not all the way hard. It's just semi-hard.
Wow.
- This stuff is ... - Liquid space-time.
You have to drink it.
All right, I'm not down with drinking liquid space-time
or solid space-time or pureed or ice-blended space-time ...
- just none of it! - Gary, if you want to talk to Quinn,
this is the way. How I know that, I don't know,
but I know it's the way.
So liquid space-time, time waterfalls, but not me.
- Cool. Cool. - O... kay.
Climb. Climb.
Hello?!
- Climb. - Hello ... Oh.
- Uh... - Climb.
Pardon me, formless creature of the dark,
- but, uh, I'm looking for... - Climb!
C... But climb what?
- Climb. Climb. - You want me to climb ... Oh.
Oh.
Climb.
You want me to ... The corpse tree?
Climb!
All right. Uh, you know, is there another tree I could climb?
- Perhaps an apple or a guava? - Climb!
Oh, climb. All right. All right, all right.
Oh, that's wet. Oh!
Y-You know, there's a part of me that's like,
"I should get out into nature more," but this is not it.
This is not it!
Shannon, it can never be.
I'm in love with someone you can never compare to.
Who is it?
Someone with a perfect body, magnetic charm,
flawless green skin, six eyes, this scarf.
Tell me when you start to get it, sweetheart.
Wait a minute. Are you in love with yourself?
Every six months, my gender changes from male to female.
The male me is in love with the female me,
and the female me has the hots for the male me.
But I've only got one set of goods at a time,
so I'm friends with myself without benefits.
It's tearing me apart, Shannon!
Tribore, if I can't have you, I at least want you to be happy.
Why the hell does everyone keep saying that?
Do I not look happy?
Ohh! Ohh!
This is a bad Monday!
- Aah! - Oh, help me!
Aah! Oh! That looks fun.
Okay.
Oh, look at this one. See, this is more like it, right he...
- Aaaaaah! - Oh, my ...
- Oh! - Aah!
Oh! O-Okay!
So many screaming souls.
I'm ... I'm never gonna find Quinn in all this.
Would you like some help from Phil?
O-Oh! Uh...
Hmm.
Yeah. I mean, you know what, Phil?
- Uh, no, I'm good. - Are you sure?
I know what you seek.
Yes, yes, I know. I'm very sure.
I have the very location right here ...
right here on this little map, right in my pocket.
So slip that hand in my pocket and pull out the map.
All I see in your pocket is infant-baby soul hands,
and lo... oh, they're waving at me.
Oh, you mean my pocket peepers.
Yes, they organize the goods in my pockets, like the map.
I ... Okay.
All right. Ugh!
Oh.
Well, wow, Phil, you are a man of your word.
Yes, I know.
And there you go. Just fall ...
Just disappear on me. Okay. Phew!
All right, now ...
Quinn!
Aah!
Hyah!
- Quinn. - Gary?
You shouldn't have come here.
I tried to warn you. This is a place of death.
Nightfall's right.
Every time, it was me that went into the breach.
There is something here,
and if it knows you've come, it will find you.
Listen to me.
Don't come for me.
I can't do that. I'm coming to get you.
Just hold on. I need you to hold on.
You don't understand.
Look who it is.
Invictus. It found you!
- Go! - Quinn!
Go!!
Vagori! We have to protect Gary!
Wah! Unh!
Gary!
Run!
Aah!
- I remember. - Dad?
Son.
- Gary! - Gary, you're back.
Did you see Quinn?
They don't care about you.
They're dragging you down.
- Gary? - You're not Gary, are you?
Aw, what gave it away?
I love spending time with you,
but where do I end and you begin?
So, tell me about myself, Tribore.
- What do you want to know, Tribore? - Everything.
I was hatched under the three full moons
during the feast of the Seven Wonders.
There was a soothsayer by the name of Tim Belts
who said I would actually sprout into a fire elemental
with magnificent wings.
Turns out, Tim was just a hallucinating late-stage alcoholic.
But that's okay,
because I sprouted into something even better ...
- me. - Fascinating.
Indeed. I named myself Tribore
because even if I try to bore you, I can't.
I'm too interesting.
Hey, Tribore, your ship is calling.
A-And I'm not just saying the code you told me to say
in case your date was bad. They're really calling.
The calling has called! Who was it?
Uh, Thud?
He hung up without even saying goodbye.
Oh, then it must be semi-serious.
I'm sorry, but I must take my leave.
Tribore, will I ever see you again?
Look towards the north-west- eastern-southeastern
rising blood moon. I'll be there.
- This always happens to me! - Oh, my.
Uh, what do we do?
- We have to subdue him. - Right!
I'm on it!
Hyah!
Gary, snap out of it!
Gary isn't here.
No!
- The death pounce? - Hell, yeah, baby. Let's do it.
Yah!
Wah!
Got him.
Your vessel is stronger than this one.
I'll take you instead.
Aaaah!
- Dad! - Get away from me!
Dad?! No! Fight it!
He stole your son away from you,
turned him against you.
Kill him. Kill him.
- Dad? - Avocato?
You stole my son away from me!
You left me to die!
I ... Aah! Ugh!
Dad, what are you doing?!
Killing a no-good thief!
Stop this! This isn't you!
He turned you against me.
Avocato, whatever that thing is, it's poisoning your mind.
You asked me to look after your boy.
We broke time to save you. We're friends!
Lies. All lies.
Kill him.
I'm not your friend!
- Aah! Aah! - Stop! Please stop!
He's too far gone. Kill him.
You would choose him over your own father?
Please! If you're in there, stop this!
I would never father something so weak.
Please!
I'm sorry!
You are no son of mine!
I am your son. I am.
Always will be.
I will find you, and I will kill you!
You aren't my father.
Neither is he!
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