Scene 17: [The skyline of the capitol city. Night has fallen and fireworks are lighting up the sky. Irkens are heard cheering and the camera pans through another helicopter view of the city. The Irkens are all out and about, throwing parties on the roofs of skyscrapers, tossing confetti out their windows, and cheering in the streets. Happy victory music (that sounds like it should be from Star Wars) is playing.]

[Cut to a shot of the Palace, which is lit up beautifully. Good-spirited Irkens are filing in through the front gates. Cut to the interior convention hall. The place is full of Irkens and decorated brightly. Red and Purple are standing on their platform at the end of the room, both with a few visible band-aids on, and grinning proudly. FIR is at their side, newly polished.]

[The doors at the other end of the room slide open, and everyone turns to look. Zim, Dib, Gaz and GIR are standing in the doorway, the living ones dressed in ceremonial Irken garb. GIR doesn't get a new outfit, but has also been polished. They all look at each other and grin. Then they head down the aisle in the center of the room, and climb the stairs up to the Tallests' platform.]

[Red raises a hand and four robot arms extend down towards them from the ceiling. Each arm places a medal around one of the heroes' necks. Zim looks down at his with teary eyes. Dib shines his with the cuff of his shirt. Gaz bites hers to see if it's real. And GIR ties his around his head like a ninja headband.]

[They turn to face the crowd, and the cheering begins again. Zim pumps a fist in the air triumphantly.]

Zim: [He moves to step down off the plat form, but misses and tumbles off screen.] Ow! Oof! Augh! Ack! Hey! Whoa! Ow!

[Dib rolls his eyes. Gaz snickers. GIR laughs crazily in the background.]