(Somewhere in outer space, a small craft soars along quietly. Inside the cockpit in a lone man, a mercenary named Galand Ferus. A lone mercenary in a vast region of space. Distant galaxies paint the space scape. )
Galand: Space, the final frontier…wait that already been done. Space… space is a big place… a big lonely place… Man I have to go to the bathroom…
(a light flashes on the ships instrument panel)
Galand: An incoming communique. I wonder who that could be! (Galand pushes the flashing light)
Galands mother: Gally, are you there?
Galand: Yes mother, what is it?
Mother: I was wondering if you could pick up some milk and eggs on your way home from joyriding.
Galand: Mah… I’m not JOYRIDING… I’m investingating the deep vastness of space! I’m a mercenary, I don’t have time to be running your errands.I’m very busy!
(the camera cuts to a display that says Calendar: No upcoming events)
Mother: oh come on, do ya mamma a favor, when you get back I’m making babba ganoush!
Galand: Ugh… bye mah. (Galand pushes the button again, ending the transmission, just then another incoming call)
Galand: Mom, I told you I was…
Veruk: What?I am not your mother, Galand Ferus!
Galand: Oh Veruk, hey sorry about that. What seemsto be the problem?
Veruk: I need you to head over to my space station immediately. There has been a serious breach of security here. You’re the only one who has the ability to take care of the situationhere. Action needs to be taken.
Galand: On my way Veruk. ETA is 15 hours.
(cut away to exterior shot, the ship makes a tight turn and blasts off into hyperspace,towards his next mission)