Charge+the+ship,+guns+blazing!

Getting into the DeLorean, rushing, you push the buttons to "France, 1884."

You aproach the boat, in its enormity, level-headed and ready to get this going. Though Nick could be crazy, you enjoyed his enthusiasm for a challenge. Kept things going, never boring or stagnant. You can see the workers loading the cargo and shouting in french to each other. If your french classes from high school taught you well, then what they are talking about is food. Of course. They were french; notorious for they're gourmet. But what you and Nick were about to serve them would be more than just a normal meal. It would be a treachorous one. You look at Nick, waiting for the signal to approach the workers. He was so calm and collected, it made you feel that this was an everyday normal thing to do. But you've known him for years. This was actually banging his nerves to the upmost. His desire for something more was the only thing moving his legs and arms in this one. He nods.You round the corner.

"Fellows, How are you today? ", you yell. They look up in upmost surprise. "Getting work done, eh ? Well, I want to talk to the person in charge, a certain Frederic Bartholdi ?"

The first one closest says, " Frederic ?qui êtes-vous ?"

"We're here to take over the ship. We're taking the Statue Of Liberty. Can you tell this to Frederic ?" Nick calmly yells back.

"Sortez d'ici !" The frenchman looked almost about ready to call on some unknown force. This attention could ruin the plan. But, it was too late. You can tell by the growing number of french heads turning in your direction.

Nick looks at you and you know what this means. They would regret this. Bigtime. Pulling out your semi-automatic Smith&Wesson, you point the gun to your head. The frenchmen are shocked. They start to yell at you, begging almost and trying to get you to put the gun down. Its working. But this has to hold up a little longer. You run to the front of the boat, climbing onto the rails overlooking the deep, cold water. The frenchmen are not far behind you. There is repetitive words in french they are screaming at you. And thats when you feel it, and they feel it too. The ship was moving.

"See ya !" You scurry past them before they can tell whats happening.

You have to find Nick. In the control room, Nick has machine guns laid out on the floor, loading each. This was the messy part, and he'd already took one down, that one was laying motionless in the corner. Hearing running feet getting closer, you pick up the first gun on the ground, with the handgun still in one hand, and turn towards the door. On first sight, you open fire, sly smile on your face.

"Here, use these." He hands you a series of steel cages. "These are Nicholas Cages to lock up the crew."

After holding the crew at gun-point, they crawl into their Nicholas Cages. Meanwhile, Nicholas Cage attaches a cable to the DeLorean and to the ship. He drives the DeLorean and drags the ship along. He hits 88 miles per hour and travels back to the future. After decyphering the map of the galaxy, he asks you, "Where do we go now?"

Let's go to Mars!

Let's go to a different galaxy!