It works!
"Is there anything that can be done?"
"I'm sorry, Professor Membrane. There's nothing we can do. There's too much damage. We're losing him."
"My poor, poor son."
"Gaz! Gaz, it works! It finally works!"
"If I lose this level because of your screeching, you will eat through a tube for the rest of your life."
Brushing off her threat, Dib ran outside to the ship. He leapt into the cockpit, and placed his hand on the power scanner. The machine scanned his palm, and beeped.
"Species: Human. Access: Deni-… Approved."
"I thought so." Dib said. He had dismantled the species filter. It was programmed not to let anyone in but Irkens, but he had fixed that.
"Destination?" The computer prompted.
"Uhhh…"
"Planet Uhhh Not located."
"Europe. The site of the most recent crop circle."
"Coordinates set." The ship rose into the sky, and flew off into the setting sun.
Abort! Abort! Location DISENGAGE!
"Do they know what happened?" The Professor asked.
"They say he built himself a ship."
"Really?"
RESPOND!!!
"Yeah. He crashed it, somewhere in New Jersey. Weirdest thing though…the ship…"
This is MY ship, Human FILTH!
...Tak?
"…There was nothing wrong with it."