Rawls: A few months ago, you folks were scrawny, weak, confused,
drifting aimlessly in space -- utterly useless.
Until the Space Tree graciously took you in.
Was it a mistake?
Only time will tell.
And now those worthless, scrawny cadets stand before me
as moderately serviceable Space Tree Rangers.
And, today, you'll graduate the Spark Initiative
and soon be on your way to terraform your first planet.
I've already sent the coordinates
into your dome's navigational computer
along with your personal fighter ships.
Today is graduation day!
There will be a ceremony tonight with light refreshments,
compliments of the Space Tree.
Hope to see you there.
[ Cheering ]
Ooh!
Graduation!
Wow, one minute I'm graduating high school,
and now I'm graduating space.
Take that, Dad!
Hm-Hm! I don't think "light refreshments" are gonna cut it.
Comet Stop!
Dude, should we get Moon Cheddar and Onion
or Milky Way Mesquite Barbecue?
What about Super Nova Nacho?
Eh, I'll just get 'em all.
It's not a party unless you have chips
that taste like three different things!
Space Tree Guard: Come on, man! Hurry up with the change!
Sorry, bro, my boss makes me count back all the change.
Well, my boss will freak out if we're late
for the attack on the Space Tree,
so hurry up!
[ Both gasp ]
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