×

We use cookies to help make LingQ better. By visiting the site, you agree to our cookie policy.


image

Invincible, Episode 01 - part 03

Slow down.

Land. I said, land.

Why aren't you slowing down? I can't! Stop. Just stop!

Okay.

I guess that still counts as a landing.

Get up.

Come on, we're gonna try something else. I'm actually getting used to this a little. That's not good. Try to hit me.

- Really? - Yeah.

Use your whole body.

You can punch with your arm,

but if you punch with your shoulder,

your hips, and your legs as well,

it'll be much more powerful. It'll take a while to get the hang of it. Okay.

Now, with us,

we can freely move ourselves through physical space.

That's how we fly. So we don't have to pivot on our feet and push off the ground.

We can literally push off anything.

We can create our own leverage.

Good...

but try it a little more like this.

Like what?

Dad...

You hurt me.

I know, Son.

I didn't... I didn't mean to hit you so hard. I'm sorry. Why did you do that?

Mark...

if you really wanna do

what I do,

you have to be prepared for anything.

No one is gonna pull their punches.

So...

how badly did that go?

I pushed him pretty far.

It's what he needs. Did you maybe push too far?

Are you questioning me?

What the hell has gotten into you?

I don't know. I...

I'm sorry. Mark got his powers so late, I wasn't prepared for this. It changes things.

I can't help but think, maybe our lives would be better

if he hadn't gotten them at all. Jeez, man.

You still sore from Todd's thrashing? What's up? Huh?

No, I'm fine. Okay, man.

You sure look fine.

Hey, Mark Grayson...

...and I don't see Amber anywhere nearby to protect your sorry ass.

Todd, please.

Just don't... Don't? Don't what? Don't kick your ass again? Or what? Are you threatening me?

Or do you need a replay of what happened last time, ass?

Hit me.

Go on.

Hit me as hard as you can.

Again.

Again.

Harder.

Freak!

Dude, what is up with you?

I need something to punch.

He just walked away, Mark!

You missed your chance.

Gunfire...

Where did the gunfire go?

There!

Whoa...

Dammit.

Let's go! You're not supposed to run with us, you idiot! You're supposed to stay behind so we can get away!

You brought me along to protect you from the cops.

I can't do that if I hang back and let them shoot me.

Shut up and get us over the fence!

Huh?

Meant to do that.

Who the hell are you?

I'm... Uh...

I'm... I guess I'm working on that. Any suggestions?

Captain Guy with a hole punched through him?

Doesn't really roll off the tongue. Anything else?

Huh, what about Ass Kicker?

No...

that sounds willfully childish.

What are you thinking?

You look ridiculous.

Let's get outta here. Whoa...

Oof!

Honestly,

I think you might have skipped a few steps, Mark.

Seemed to work out just fine.

It may not look like much,

but you did far more damage down there

than you needed to.

I don't think you're ready. Hit me.

What?

Hit me now. Do it!

I wasn't ready before. Now I am.

I can take it.

Come on!

I'm not gonna hit you. You'd never hit me before, okay? It scared me.

It wasn't too much, I could take the pain. I'm strong. I know you are.

No, you don't! I know you think I can't do this! Hit me, and let me prove you wrong!

Please, Dad!

Please just hit me.

Oh, Son...

I'm strong enough, and I can do this! It's all I ever wanted for as long as I can remember. I wanna do what you do.

I wanna be just like you.

You will be, Son.

You will.

Let me make this up to you.

Follow me.

You're taking me shopping? I am.

Were you seen?

Who are you talking to?

Sorry, sorry.

Just need to ask.

Whoa...

Prom dresses by day,

indestructible super suits by night.

I'm Art Rosenbaum, kid. Pleasure to finally meet you.

I've heard so much about you. You, too.

Heh.

Your dad's never mentioned me, has he? Well, I...

He's a teenager, Art. He barely remembers anything

he doesn't see in the mirror every morning. Wait, super suits?

Am I getting a costume?

Do you make Dad's costumes? He's a quick one, this kid. I can't have you running around in your pajamas all the time.

Oh, man!

Awesome!

Wait, do you already have one made for me?

Is it a surprise?

Usually, we start with a conversation,

and I make something custom,

but I do have one that might work.

What do you think?

Well...

I don't know about the orange and yellow. It's pretty loud. Dad?

Not your best work, Art.

Can't blame a guy for trying to move unsold merchandise.

I like the goggles.

They'd keep the wind out of my eyes when I fly, but I was really, like, hoping for something more, uh...

I don't know... iconic?

Of course you were.

That's what everyone wants. Iconic.

A symbol.

Something kids will draw

in the margins of their notebooks

while they daydream about being as cool as you.

It's also tough as hell to pull off, but listen,

your dad being who he is,

I'm willing to put a lot of elbow grease into this one...

but I'm gonna need a little help from you. Have you decided on a name yet?

I haven't really thought about it. Well, having a name helps.

Darkwing has dark wings,

the Red Rush is a red rush when he runs by you.

You get it?

You give me something to go on,

I'll strive for iconic. Think about it and get back to me.

Mark?

Mark?

Mark?

What the hell was that?

Uh...

practicing my landings?

Yeah, I see that now.

Yeah, uh...

sorry about the yard.

What are you doing?

I need practice, Mom.

I can't land well, I can't fly all that fast. I need to be better.

Mark, you need to sleep.

I need to practice.

Honey it's the middle of the night. I have work tomorrow, you have school.

Get inside right now.

Make me.

Does that make you feel strong?

To know I can't physically make you do something? Is that what you need?

This is important.


Slow down.

Land. I said, land.

Why aren't you slowing down?

I can't!

Stop. Just stop!

Okay.

I guess that still counts as a landing.

Get up.

Come on, we're gonna try something else.

I'm actually getting used to this a little.

That's not good.

Try to hit me.

- Really? - Yeah.

Use your whole body.

You can punch with your arm,

but if you punch with your shoulder,

your hips, and your legs as well,

it'll be much more powerful.

It'll take a while to get the hang of it.

Okay.

Now, with us,

we can freely move ourselves through physical space.

That's how we fly.

So we don't have to pivot on our feet

and push off the ground.

We can literally push off anything.

We can create our own leverage.

Good...

but try it a little more like this.

Like what?

Dad...

You hurt me.

I know, Son.

I didn't...

I didn't mean to hit you so hard.

I'm sorry.

Why did you do that?

Mark...

if you really wanna do

what I do,

you have to be prepared for anything.

No one is gonna pull their punches.

So...

how badly did that go?

I pushed him pretty far.

It's what he needs.

Did you maybe push too far?

Are you questioning me?

What the hell has gotten into you?

I don't know.

I...

I'm sorry.

Mark got his powers so late, I wasn't prepared for this.

It changes things.

I can't help but think,

maybe our lives would be better

if he hadn't gotten them at all.

Jeez, man.

You still sore from Todd's thrashing?

What's up?

Huh?

No, I'm fine.

Okay, man.

You sure look fine.

Hey, Mark Grayson...

...and I don't see Amber anywhere nearby

to protect your sorry ass.

Todd, please.

Just don't...

Don't?

Don't what?

Don't kick your ass again?

Or what? Are you threatening me?

Or do you need a replay of what happened last time, ass?

Hit me.

Go on.

Hit me as hard as you can.

Again.

Again.

Harder.

Freak!

Dude, what is up with you?

I need something to punch.

He just walked away, Mark!

You missed your chance.

Gunfire...

Where did the gunfire go?

There!

Whoa...

Dammit.

Let's go!

You're not supposed to run with us, you idiot!

You're supposed to stay behind

so we can get away!

You brought me along to protect you from the cops.

I can't do that

if I hang back and let them shoot me.

Shut up and get us over the fence!

Huh?

Meant to do that.

Who the hell are you?

I'm...

Uh...

I'm...

I guess I'm working on that.

Any suggestions?

Captain Guy with a hole punched through him?

Doesn't really roll off the tongue.

Anything else?

Huh, what about Ass Kicker?

No...

that sounds willfully childish.

What are you thinking?

You look ridiculous.

Let's get outta here.

Whoa...

Oof!

Honestly,

I think you might have skipped a few steps, Mark.

Seemed to work out just fine.

It may not look like much,

but you did far more damage down there

than you needed to.

I don't think you're ready.

Hit me.

What?

Hit me now. Do it!

I wasn't ready before.

Now I am.

I can take it.

Come on!

I'm not gonna hit you.

You'd never hit me before, okay?

It scared me.

It wasn't too much, I could take the pain.

I'm strong.

I know you are.

No, you don't!

I know you think I can't do this!

Hit me, and let me prove you wrong!

Please, Dad!

Please just hit me.

Oh, Son...

I'm strong enough, and I can do this!

It's all I ever wanted for as long as I can remember.

I wanna do what you do.

I wanna be just like you.

You will be, Son.

You will.

Let me make this up to you.

Follow me.

You're taking me shopping?

I am.

Were you seen?

Who are you talking to?

Sorry, sorry.

Just need to ask.

Whoa...

Prom dresses by day,

indestructible super suits by night.

I'm Art Rosenbaum, kid.

Pleasure to finally meet you.

I've heard so much about you.

You, too.

Heh.

Your dad's never mentioned me, has he?

Well, I...

He's a teenager, Art.

He barely remembers anything

he doesn't see in the mirror every morning.

Wait, super suits?

Am I getting a costume?

Do you make Dad's costumes?

He's a quick one, this kid.

I can't have you running around in your pajamas

all the time.

Oh, man!

Awesome!

Wait, do you already have one made for me?

Is it a surprise?

Usually, we start with a conversation,

and I make something custom,

but I do have one that might work.

What do you think?

Well...

I don't know about the orange and yellow.

It's pretty loud.

Dad?

Not your best work, Art.

Can't blame a guy

for trying to move unsold merchandise.

I like the goggles.

They'd keep the wind out of my eyes when I fly,

but I was really, like, hoping for something more, uh...

I don't know...

iconic?

Of course you were.

That's what everyone wants.

Iconic.

A symbol.

Something kids will draw

in the margins of their notebooks

while they daydream about being as cool as you.

It's also tough as hell to pull off,

but listen,

your dad being who he is,

I'm willing to put a lot of elbow grease

into this one...

but I'm gonna need a little help from you.

Have you decided on a name yet?

I haven't really thought about it.

Well, having a name helps.

Darkwing has dark wings,

the Red Rush is a red rush when he runs by you.

You get it?

You give me something to go on,

I'll strive for iconic.

Think about it and get back to me.

Mark?

Mark?

Mark?

What the hell was that?

Uh...

practicing my landings?

Yeah, I see that now.

Yeah, uh...

sorry about the yard.

What are you doing?

I need practice, Mom.

I can't land well, I can't fly all that fast.

I need to be better.

Mark, you need to sleep.

I need to practice.

Honey it's the middle of the night.

I have work tomorrow, you have school.

Get inside right now.

Make me.

Does that make you feel strong?

To know I can't physically make you do something?

Is that what you need?

This is important.