You're listening to Voyage to the Stars, a partially improvised sci-fi comedy.

After narrowly escaping nothing and its followers, the crew is rapidly approaching Earth.

As they grow ever closer to home, their thoughts turn to the important question of what next?

Let's find out as Tucker and his crew faced the possible conclusion of their voyage to the stars? Oh, oh, A, A.

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A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A Captain's log, XO, Texo. Boy, I am excited. We are about to get back to earth.

My calculations, well, sorry's calculations, tell us that it's just a few days away and I can't help but be elated with daydreams of ticker tape parades down Broadway in New York City.

Yes, that's a very, very specific fantasy.

Well, you know, I used to watch the old film reels of

when the astronauts came back from the moon and they gave them ticker tape

parades where they threw stuff called ticker tape out of windows.

It was...

It sounds like an enormous mess.

It was a huge mess.

But worth it, because they were celebrating an achievement and we have achieved something.

And what's that? Well, I've traveled further than any other man ever has, and returned.

The only regret I have is that I was not able to find my parents.

My beloved mother, my beloved father, who are still lost in space.

Could be, but that's really...

Do you just have that one regret?

That's my only regret.

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