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Trash Talk

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Original Air Date: October 2, 2010

TEASER

(One bright, sunny day, Yusei, Jack, and Crow ride their runners down a sharp, freshly-paved highway lined with tall buildings.)
Crow: What *happened* to this place? I mean *look* at this! Cleaner streets, nice buildings--
Yusei: Hah! The Satellite we all grew up in is gone, *that's* for sure!
Jack: Whadda you lads say to a high-speed race through the streets for old times' sake.
Yusei: You're on!
(They race onward through the revamped Satellite; you can't even tell how run-down it used to look.)

(At the side door of one of the new buildings, a few old people in wheelchairs are milling around. At the front, Yusei, Jack and Crow pull up; three of the little kids Crow used to take care of in the old Satellite are waiting for them. I'm calling the boy with a very vertical, spiky purple hairdo and red jacket Nestling 1, the little girl with the bright red ponytail and pink dress Nestling 2, and the boy with the lilac bandanna Nestling 3.)
Crow: What's up, little runts!
Nestling 1: Crow! Yusei!
Nestling 2: Long time, no see!
Nestling 3: Jack, will you duel me later today?
(Martha and Blister join them from the front door.)
Blister: Well, look who's decided to return to their old stomping grounds. Good to see ya guys.
(Yusei pulls off his helmet.)
Yusei: Did you set up shop *full-time* here, Blister?
Blister: You've tasted Martha's cooking; how could I walk away from *that*?
Crow (to nestlings): Have you *nerds* been behaving?
Nestling 1: And practicing *every day*.
Nestling 2: *And* we help Martha take care of all the old people!
Crow: They causin' ya any trouble, Martha? <1:00>
Martha: Nothin' like the trouble *you* caused me when *you* were their age.
(Crow and the nestlings laugh out loud.)
Martha: Now go look around, you three, and meet us back in the house.

(Later on, at Martha's house in the park, which doesn't seem to have changed much aside from perhaps some paint...)
Martha: ... So what did he say?
Schmidt: Nothing. He just launched a *trash can lid* at me.
(Yusei, Jack, and Crow stroll into the dining room, where Martha and Dr. Schmidt are sitting at the table, and the nestlings from earlier plus two more of their number are standing around. Nestling 4 wears her hair in a bun covered with an off-white bun holder, and Nestling 5 wears a light blue jacket.)
Crow: *That* sounds painful.
Martha: Oh, hey, you three.
Nestling 5: Maybe *you* can help us out, Crow.
Crow: With what?
Schmidt: Mister Bashford. An elderly fellow who lives by himself out in the Grogen District. We've been worried about him and wanted to offer him the chance to relocate and live here at Martha's place.
Martha: But he's a little hardheaded, and he *won't even listen* to what we have to say!
Nestling 4: *You* should go and convince 'im to move here, Crow.
Crow: Wait, what? Why me? Old people make me kinda *nervous*.
Nestling 3: Hear that, you guys, Crow's not up for the challenge.
Crow: Say what?!
Nestling 2: Yeah, he can't pull it off!
Nestling 1: He's not clever enough!
Crow: Oh, yes I am! You just set an extra plate tonight, 'cause this old fossil's gonna be livin' here by sundown!
Jack: Wait a minute, Crow...
Crow: I'm on this like pop on corn! (he walks around the table to Schmidt) So talk to me, where do I find this old crockpot? <2:00>
(The nestlings huddle in, giggling amongst themselves.)
Nestling 1: Heh! He has *no* idea what he's getting into!
Nestling 4: Should we go ahead and call the ambulance *now*?

(Opening)

ACT 1 <3:05>

(A plain, dark room. An old man wearily stands there.)
Bashford: I miss the old times, son...
(As he stares despondently at the desk, a vision of a young man appears sitting in the chair. He swivels it around and speaks, holding up a dueling deck.)
Adam vision: Hey there, dad. Still too busy to duel me?
(The vision vanishes as the old man reaches imploringly for the chair.)
Bashford: No...! Adam, I'm not...!
(His arms drop to his sides; he knows that it's only a dream, no matter how much he wishes it were real. He looks at a picture frame sitting on a shelf nearby. It contains a family of three.)
Bashford: Not anymore...
(Bashford reaches out to pick up the picture frame. Just then, an alarm sounds.)
Bashford: Trespassers!
(We catch a closer glance at the picture frame: it contains Bashford back when his grey hair was black, redheaded Adam maybe three or four years younger than the vision, and a woman in a long white gown who must be Adam's mother. All three are standing against a background of verdant trees.)

(Outside, Yusei, Jack, Blister, and Crow stand before the gap in the fence before the house. It's old, a fortress that has endured through the seventeen years of the Satellite and probably before that, and is surrounded by piles of trash almost as tall as itself. Seeing it, we may start to believe for the first time that we are back in the run-down, trash-filled, half-destroyed Satellite of six months ago.)
Crow: Somebody *lives* here?! It's a mountain a' junk!!
Yusei: It's more like a mountain *range* of junk.
Jack: Are you *certain* this is the right place?
(From the look on Blister's face, he's holding his breath for something bad to happen.)
Blister: This is it.
Crow: All right, guys, I'm on it--
(Crow starts forward, then stops and covers his ears when a old man's voice blasts over a megaphone.)
Bashford (via megaphone): That's *close enough*, punk!
(Bashford is standing in the top window of his fortress, holding the megaphone.)
Blister (wearily): And *that* is Mister Bashford.
Crow (calls): What's up, you oldtimer! You wanna ditch this trash heap and come live at Martha's place?
(It's hard to tell if Yusei's being sarcastic.)
Yusei: Good, Crow. Nice and direct. <4:00>
Bashford (via megaphone): This *trash heap* is my *home*!
Crow (calls): And you're all alone-- what if you fall down and can't get up?
Bashford (via megaphone): The only way I'm leaving's if you *drag* me out!
Crow: Well, you heard 'im. Guess I gotta infiltrate the fortress.
(Crow runs forward toward the house.)
Blister: He's gonna regret that...
Crow: Aaaaahhhh...!!

ACT 2 <4:14>

(Crow runs toward the house.)
Crow: You're comin' with me, old man! Aaaahhh...!!
Bashford: *I'm* not going anywhere, but I can't say the same for *you*!
(Bashford yanks one of the ropes next to him. From one of the trash heaps pops out a real-life Scrap-Iron Scarecrow, which pops up and bounces Crow backward. Crow flies backward and lands with his head in a trash pile across the front walk. He surfaces from the trash and shakes it off.)
Crow: Ahhhh! Ah! This means *war*, oldtimer!
(Crow runs for the house again.)
Bashford: Keep comin', squirt!
(Bashford pulls another handle and a trap door opens up ahead of Crow. Crow leaps, and it looks like he's going to clear it beautifully.)
Crow: Ahahahaha!
(Then Bashford pulls a second lever, and a second trap door opens exactly where Crow is about to land. Crow flails in midair then drops like a cartoon coyote.)
Crow: Whaaa--! (squeaks) Mommy!
(We hear him hit the bottom with a loud thud. Blister and Yusei tense.)
Jack: Okay, now *this* is my idea of a good time, boys. We should do stuff like this more often.
(Crow climbs out of the pit.)
Crow: Crafty use of a double trap, grandpa. Thing is-- ugh. (He stands.) I do *not* give up easily.
(Crow strides forward, one step at a time, resolute. He doesn't notice when he steps onto a metal plate and Bashford reaches for his fourth and final trigger rope.)
Bashford: Thank you for flying 'Air Bashford.' <5:00>
(He yanks it, and Crow gets propelled off the spring-platform he just stepped onto, comically high into the air, and careens far into the mountain range of trash.)
Yusei: I'd give that dive an eight-point-three.
(Crow gets up, rubbing his head, and finds himself nose-to-nose with a full-sized Two-Headed King Rex.)
Crow: Aaagh... Huh? Whoa! (edging backward) E-e-e-asy, big fella.
(The dinosaur advances on Crow, who keeps scooting backward, then abruptly disintegrates. Crow looks around, confused, then gets to his feet. He's standing on a large concrete stage with two old-fashioned podia at either end. Duel technology of this style is extremely rare since the invention of the duel disk itself.)
Crow: This is a duel arena! So that was a *hologram* just now!
(Yusei, Jack, and Blister run over to find Crow.)
Yusei: Hey Crow!
Blister: *That* was a doozy.
Jack: You all right?
Crow: I'm good; but forget *me*-- *look* at this! It's a duel arena! Like a *real* one!
Jack: Look at those supporting rods, they're made of *tire rims*.
Yusei: Yeah-- I'm thinkin' this is a *home-made* job.
Bashford: Hey!
(Everyone turns to look. Bashford has abandoned his fortress and runs up beside Yusei, Jack, and Blister.)
Bashford: No one's allowed up there, get down!!
Crow: Easy there, grandpa. I'm only up here because you *flung* me up here with your little booby trap.
Bashford: I don't care *how* ya got up there, just get down!
Crow: I got a better idea; why don't you get on up *here* and duel me, century-man?
Bashford: *What did you say*?
Crow: If I lose, I will *quietly leave*. <6:00> But if I *win*, you have to come an' check out what life is like at Martha's place! (Bashford just stands there and scowls) Come *on*, ya have this incredible arena just *standing* here!! Ya *gotta* duel me, grandpa! I've always wanted to throw down in a real duel arena like *this* one!
(Bashford is a bit taken aback.)
Bashford: Ah... You, uh... you really like my duel arena, do ya now?
Crow: *Yeah*! Of course I like it; what's not to like!
(Bashford scowls, ready to issue a challenge.)
Bashford: Well, then-- let's see how ya like *losing* on it!!
Jack (aside to Yusei): Are they *serious* about this?
Yusei (aside to Jack): You and I've dueled for *sillier* reasons.
(The far dueling podium rises into place, Crow standing atop it. Bashford takes the opposite one. Small pillars at each corner of the cement block are probably holographic projectors. The lines of the dueling field light up.)
Crow and Bashford: Let's duel!
(They each start with 4000 lifepoints. Bashford draws.)
Bashford: Seniority first! I draw! I summon Maternal Junk in defense mode.
[Maternal Junk 300/1500/L3/earth]
Bashford: All right, you whippersnapper-- show me what you're made of!
(He places a card facedown.)
Crow: Don' worry-- I'm plannin' on it. I'm not goin' easy on ya just 'cause you're old! I draw!! <7:00>
(Crow's draw is Vayu.)
Crow: I summon, Blackwing Vayu!
[Blackwing - Vayu the Emblem of Honor 800/0/L1/dark]
Crow: And since *birds of a feather flock together*, I can summon another Blackwing from my hand to join Vayu on the field. Say hello to Bora the Spear!
[Blackwing - Bora the Spear 1700//L4/earth]
Crow: When *this* Blackwing attacks a monster in defense mode, and it's rockin' more attack points than your monster has defense points, it *slams* you with the difference! Duck n' cover, y' old fogie!! 'Cause Bora's attacking, with Spiraling Spear!!
Bashford: I activate a trap-- "Scrap-Iron Scarecrow"!
(Scarecrow gets between Maternal Junk and Crow's Bora, stopping the attack. Bora's spear grates against Scarecrow's iron bars.)

Jack: Nice.
Yusei: Looks like Bashford's using a junk deck like mine!

Bashford: After "Scrap-Iron Scarecrow" scraps your monster's attack, I can once again place it facedown on my field. *So*... there!
Crow: Heh! I'm thinkin' I might've underestimated you, gramps!
Bashford (think): And by underestimating me, you've walked head-first into a certain defeat!

ACT 3 <7:55>

(The duel rages onward. Both duelists still have 4000 lifepoints.) <8:00>
Bashford: It's my turn. I draw!
(Bashford draws his card, then looks down at the field.)

(For a moment, the duel's holograms vanish, and he sees, standing in the center of the field facing away from him...)
Bashford vision: ...Adam? Is that you?
Adam vision: Wow...! This is *incredible*! (He looks up at Bashford over his shoulder) It's like a *real* duel arena, dad!
Bashford vision: Built it just for you. Let's break it in with a little father-son duel! Hahahahaha!
Adam vision: I can't, right now. I gotta go.
Bashford vision: But...!
(Adam's voice echoes. The vision is ending. Bashford raises an arm imploringly, as Adam fades...)

(...And the duel reappears. Bashford is looking down at the center of the field, bereft.)
Crow: Hey, grandpa! Something wrong?
Bashford: It's nothing, just, just-- never you mind!
Crow: All right, all *right*, so *make a move* already!
(Bashford looks at his hand, which contains Junk Factory, Paternal Junk, Scrap-Iron Barricade, Scrap-Iron Pitfall, and Junk Spirit.)
Bashford: I summon Paternal Junk in attack mode!
[Paternal Junk 1600//L4/]
Bashford: *And*, when *Maternal* Junk is on my field, *Paternal* Junk gains an additional five hundred attack points! And now from my hand, I activate the "Junk Factory" field spell.
Crow: What's *this* about?
Bashford: It's about *winning*, *sonny-boy*! And don't you forget it! <9:00>
(The duel experiences a radical change of scenery; the arena is now surrounded on all sides by the rusty, grimy walls of a run-down factory. Yusei, Jack, and Blister look around; all three are now standing on a railed platform above and to one side of the duel. These holograms are not up to our usual standard; we can still see the mountain range of junk through the semi-translucent walls.)
Bashford: See, here in the Junk Factory, every junk monster on the field gains five hundred attack points.
(Paternal Junk, with both boosts, is now 2600 attack points.)
Crow: Pretty good, old dude! Ya nearly doubled that monster's power without having to sacrifice *anything*!

Jack: Bashford's got a good *pair*-- and if he summons what I *think* he'll summon, he'll have a full house!
Blister: What does that mean, 'he'll have a full house'? Are you saying Crow's done-for?
Yusei: No way. I'm pretty sure Crow's got a few feathers up his sleeve.

Bashford: Let's battle! Go, Paternal Junk, attack!
(Paternal Junk destroys Vayu. Crow's lifepoints fall to 2200.)
Crow: Rrrghh... You just helped me out, ya goofy geezer! Because Blackwing Vayu the Emblem of Honor only has the power to synchro-summon from the graveyard! My comeback'll be starting right now!
Bashford: It's hard to make a comeback in the Junk Factory, sonny.
Crow: Whaddaya mean?
Bashford: In the Junk Factory, when one a' my junk monsters destroys one a' *your* monsters, I can snag it from your graveyard and send it packin' back to your deck!
Crow: A-a-a-a-a-a-agh! Oh, *man*!! <10:00>
(Crow shuffles Vayu back into his deck.)
Crow: Not bad. I gotta hand it to ya, ya *old dog*, you still know a lot a' tricks.
Bashford: Huh! Well, for my *next* trick, I place three cards facedown and end my turn.

Jack: Why won't he *summon* it...?!
Blister: Summon *what*?

Crow: It's-- *my* move!
(Crow drew Black-Winged Strafe.)
Crow: I activate the "Black-Winged Strafe" spell card, which wipes out one of *your* monsters in defense mode by sending a Blackwing from my hand to my graveyard! Let's say goodbye to my Shura the Blue Flame, and then say goodbye to *your* Maternal Junk!
Bashford: Not so fast! Go, "Scrap-Iron Barricade"! During this turn, you can't destroy the monster protected by this barricade with *card effects*!
Crow: Rrrgh...
Bashford: And just like "Scrap-Iron Scarecrow", after being activated, "Scrap-Iron Barricade" can return to its facedown position on the field.
Crow: Hhggh. <11:00> Pretty good, oldtimer, but let's see how you handle Blackwing - Blizzard the Far North!
[Blackwing - Blizzard the Far North 1300/0/L2/dark]
Crow: When Blizzard the Far North is successfully summoned, I can then special-summon one level-four-or-below Blackwing from my graveyard to come an' join 'im on the field. So I special-summon, Blackwing - Shura the Blue Flame in defense mode!
[Blackwing - Shura the Blue Flame ///]

Bashford. Hmph. Then I'll just activate another trap-- "Scrap-Iron Pitfall"!
Crow: Huh?! You gotta be *kidding* me!
Bashford: Afraid not, sparky. When you use a special-summoning to bring a monster to the field, it falls right into my Scrap-Iron Pitfall, and returns to your hand.
Crow: Oh, man...
Bashford: And *now*, just like my other traps, this card returns to its facedown position.
(Crow seethes with frustration.)
Crow (think): This wacky oldtimer sets up his field like he sets up his *house*-- surrounded by junk traps! If I can't figure out a way through, I don't have a *chance*.

Jack: The old man's starting to rattle our *easily-rattled friend.*
Yusei: Crow just needs to find a way around all those traps. <12:00>

Crow: From my hand, I activate the "Cards for Black Feathers" spell, which gives me the power to draw two new cards from my deck in exchange for sending a Blackwing from my hand to the graveyard! So by shipping off my Shura the Blue Flame, I can draw!
(Crow's two cards are Gale the Whirlwind and Black Thunder.)
Crow: Hmph! When there's *another* Blackwing on my field, I can summon Gale the Whirlwind from my hand in attack mode!
[Blackwing - Gale the Whirlwind 1300//L3/]
Crow: Now I activate Whirlwind's special ability! *This* Blackwing can halve one of your monsters' attack and defense points!
(Gale decreases Paternal Junk's stats.)
Crow: With that done, now Bora the Spear can attack Paternal Junk!
Bashford: I activate my trap-- Scrap-Iron Scarecrow!
Crow (mutters): I was afraid you'd do that.
(Once again, Scrap-Iron Scarecrow stops Blackwing short of attacking anything.)
Bashford: You're never gettin' to *me*, sonny-boy.
Crow: Heh... never say never, ya old jibber-jabber-- 'cause ya never know. Gale the Whirlwind, *recycle* that Paternal Junk! <13:00>

Blister: Crow *realizes* that Blackwing and Paternal Junk both have thirteen-hundred attack points, doesn't he? Does he wanna destroy the *both* of 'em?

Crow: Before attacking, I activate the Moon Shadow's special ability from my hand.
[Blackwing - Kalut the Moon Shadow 1400/1000/L3/dark]
Crow: By sending this card to the graveyard, I can increase Gale the Whirlwind's attack points by fourteen-hundred!
(Gale's new total is 2700.)

Blister: Ah, so he's *not* crazy!

Crow: Gale the Whirlwind, attack!
(Gale destroys Paternal Junk, and Bashford's lifepoints drop to 2600. The arena shudders. Beyond the holograms, the mountains of junk are shifting ominously.)
Crow: How d'ya like that! Never count *me* out!
Bashford: Let's see if you're still doin' your little happy dance after I activate my trap card!
Crow: What?! You've got *another* one?
Bashford: With the trap "Junk Spirit" in play, when a junk monster is destroyed in battle and sent to my graveyard, I can *re-summon* that monster during the end phase! How do *you* like *that*!
Crow: No *way*!! I place one card facedown and end my turn!
Bashford: And now, Paternal Junk returns to the field. <14:00> And once again, because of Maternal Junk and Paternal Junk's special abilities, Paternal Junk gains a thousand attack points.
Crow: Ah, *great*... so we're back to where we were.

Yusei: O-*kay*... now I'm *confused*. What's the old guy *waiting* for?
Jack: I know. He seems into that 'family structure' tactic, so why hasn't he completed it yet?
Blister: So you're saying, if Paternal Junk's the father and Maternal Junk's the mother, then that means... that means there's a *third card* missing from that family!
Yusei: Yup. *Kid* Junk. If he'd summon it to the field, *Paternal* Junk would gain another thousand attack points in order to protect the *kid* from any harm.
Blister: Gotcha. And if that happened-- the old man would have this in the bag, is that it?
Jack: Well if that was part of his plan, he would've *done* it already. With Paternal Junk and Maternal Junk *both* on the field, gramps could've used their abilities to summon Kid Junk straight from his hand.
Blister: So... why *wouldn't* that be part of the old man's plan?
Jack: Who knows.
(Yusei gasps-- sudden inspiration! He turns to walk away from the duel.)
Blister: What's goin' on, Yusei, where ya off to? <15:00>
Yusei: Gonna poke around in the old man's house. I've got a hunch about something.
Blister: What kinda hunch?
Yusei: Let's just say that if it turns out I'm right, then Crow has *nothing to worry about*.
Blister: What is he *talking* about? What is his hunch?!

Bashford: My turn, sonny! I draw! I activate the "Junk Barrage" spell card!
Computer: When the monster equipped with the spell card "Junk Barrage" destroys a monster, you deal damage equal to half the destroyed monster's attack points.
Bashford: And I equip it onto Paternal Junk. And with that boost-- now, Paternal Junk, attack Blackwing Gale the Whirlwind!
(Crow's down to 900 lifepoints now. Behind the holograms of the Junk Factory walls, more mountains of trash are crumbling in on themselves.)
Bashford: Looks like that bird-brain of a monster you have is about to be destroyed and your *lifepoints* are about to fly the coop, Crow! It's over!!!
Crow: Aaaaahhh!

ACT 4 <15:53>

Bashford: Get ready for a thrashin', scooter!
Crow: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagggggghhhhh!!! <16:00>
(Crow's lifepoints are now a mere 250; he gasps for breath, winded.)
Crow: This funny old guy's not so funny anymore!
(The trash piles are moving again; the ground shakes.)

Jack: Whoa, what is *that*!
Blister: Feels like the commotion from the duel's gonna bring these mountains of junk crashing down on us! Crow-- stop the duel! We gotta get outta here!

Crow: Huh? You heard 'im, gramps, let's go!
Bashford: What'samatter, sonny-boy? You're not scared a' *losin' to me*, are ya?
Crow: All right, if *that's* how it's gonna be-- I'm activating the "Black Thunder" trap card! When a Blackwing on my field is destroyed in battle, Black Thunder crashes down on you for four hundred points of damage for *every* card on your field! And since you've got *seven* cards on your field, well-- heh.
(The math scrolls across the bottom of the screen: 7 x 400 = 2800)
Crow: Let's just say this might *sting* a little.
(Bashford's remaining 2600 lifepoints get zapped down to zero.)
Bashford: Aaaaaauuuuggghh...!
(The trash mountains are collapsing. Bashford's duel podium slides down toward them, somehow compromised.)
Crow: Bashford!
(Crow vaults over the front of his own podium, as it also collapses, and runs across the field.)

(Blister and Jack are already running from the collapsing trash, looking back over their shoulders.)
Jack: Crow!
Blister: Hey, look out!

(The trash keeps caving inward. Crow reaches the other edge of the arena and jumps from it, just as the trash caves in over him. The house collapses, undermined by the massive load of trash. <17:00> When the dust starts to settle, Jack and Blister run toward the nearest pile.)
Blister: Crow! Bashford! Where are you guys!
(Crow shoves open the door to a huge, junked refrigerator; he and Bashford safely rode out the wave of trash in there.)
Crow: Ah! Were ya lookin' for *us*?
Blister: Oh, good, you're safe!
(Bashford walks jerkily toward his duel arena, now half-buried in debris, shaking with shock and sorrow.)
Bashford: No...! Adam's duel arena, this can't be...!
(He lunges forward to run to it and Crow holds him back.)
Crow: Stay back!
Bashford: Let go a' me, squirt! I have to get into my house!
Yusei: I'm afraid there's not much *left* of it.
(Yusei hurries across what remains of the arena floor.)
Jack: Yusei.
Blister: What were you *doing*?
Yusei (to Bashford): I'm sorry. Your house was buried in the rubble, but I was able to get out in time with *this*.
(He hands Bashford the photograph from the bookcase.)
Yusei: I thought you might want it.
Crow: Huh, look a' that. A nice family moment.
(Bashford takes the picture frame from Yusei and looks at it sadly.)
Blister: Family? We figured you didn't *have* a family.
Bashford: ...I don't, I... well, I... I *did*.
Yusei: You didn't summon Kid Junk. I'm guessing that's because it's not part a' your deck, right?
Blister: Huh?
Bashford: That's right. I *used* to have it, but... <18:00> I... gave it to my son. I was a sculpture artist...

(Flashback. A much younger Bashford stands before his house, back when it and the neighborhood around it were new, a hand raised imploringly as he watches Adam and his mother walk away.)
Bashford (VO): And I was so focused on my work, that I neglected what was really most important to me.
(Adam is looking sadly at the Kid Junk card he carries in his hand. He glances back over his shoulder at his dad.)
Bashford (VO): When I realized how I'd been acting, I built this duel arena to try to make amends, but... it was too late.
(End Flashback.)

Bashford: I have woken up every day since, thinking, maybe this'll be the day my son comes back home for a duel.
Blister: So that's why you don't wanna leave this place, you're *waiting*.
Yusei: Is that right?
Bashford: Yes. I've... (his eyes tear up) I-I've spent an entire lifetime waiting.
(His tears drip down onto the glass of the picture frame.)
Crow: Ya know what... (makes up his mind) hm. You got yourself a *new* son, right here!
Bashford: Huh?
Crow: In fact, you've got *four*, four giant little boys!
Yusei: He's right; I would *love* to hang out and learn a thing or two from you about junk decks!
Jack: Yes; I, too, would like to come around and duel with you. <19:00>
Crow: *And*, if you live at Martha's, you'll be surrounded by more grandkids than you can shake a *cane* at!
Bashford: That sounds nice!
Crow: Well, then, what're we waiting for!

(The new sculpture is made of old, dark steel gray metal, possibly with the kind of red glass you'd find in the center of certain models of duel disk re-cast for the highlights; it's an image of Stardust Dragon, taller than Martha's whole house, roaring to the sky, glinting in the bright sunset. The five nestlings, plus John, Mitch, and Taka from Martha's brood of young kids, exclaim over it as Bashford finishes off one of the knees at the top of a ladder.)
Nestling 1: It's like the *real* Stardust Dragon!
Nestling 2: No, it's even *better*!
Bashford: Hahaha! Well, I don't know if I'd go *that* far...
(Yusei, Jack, Crow, Blister, Martha, and Schmidt are standing off to the side.)
Yusei: It seems like he'll be happy here. You've done your good deed for the day, Crow.
Crow: Ya think so?
Bashford: Hey, Crow, get over here! My shoulders're killin' me! C'mere and rub 'em for me, wouldja?
(Bashford starts climbing down from the ladder.)
Crow: Huh?! Why do *I* have to?!
Bashford: *Quit whining* and help a tired old man out, Crow! Don't you wanna get in your good deed for the day?
Crow: I *did* that!
(Yusei teasingly nudges Crow.)
Yusei: Go on, Crow.
Jack: You're his new *son*, remember?
(So Crow massages Bashford's shoulders.)
Bashford: Oh yeah; that's the stuff, right there. Don't be weak, put some strength into it!
Crow: Oh, like *this*?
(Crow, grinning, grips Bashford's shoulders really tightly.)
Bashford: Nnnngh! Owowowowow!
Crow: You *said* to put some strength into it... <20:00>
Bashford: I did *not*! Don't you know you're supposed to be *gentle* with your elders?!
Crow: I can't *win* with you!
(The nestlings all laugh.)

(Later that night at Martha's house, Blister's laptop screen shows an aerial map of part of New Domino City, then a big crater in the ground on the outskirts of the city.)
Blister: Guys, now that the old man's happy, we need to talk.
Yusei: Talk about *what*?
Blister: Did you guys see the report about that *meteor* that hit outside the city?
Yusei: Yeah.
Crow: We didn't *need* a news report, we heard the impact!
Blister: I've been picking up some weird chatter about it on the P-S-B channels.
Jack: What *sort* of chatter?
Blister: *Cryptic* stuff. From what I can gather, it seems like it wasn't a *rock* that fell. I've heard a few references to 'the stone tablet'.
Yusei: This was two weeks ago, right? That was the same time that duel bot Ghost started showing up.
Crow: Think there might be a *connection* there?
Blister: I don't know, but whatever it is that *fell*-- it seems, the Public Security Bureau got hold of it and is keeping it very hush-hush.
Yusei: A stone tablet, a duel bot? What *exactly* is going on around here?
Blister: Well, whatever it is, one thing is clear.
(They all look at the image of the crater on Blister's screen.)
Blister: *Someone* doesn't want *anyone* to know. <20:00>

END <21:01>

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