The Many Death of Captain Marvel

The Many Deaths of Captain Marvel
Episode Ten

The Story so Far…

From beyond the depths of the cosmos, the Phoenix Force has returned. Believing the original quest for understanding what it is be human is unfinished; Jean Grey has once again become host for the Phoenix. While half a universe away in another dimension, reborn in a rift of chronological energies, the Kree soldier, Mar-Vell is reborn. However, Mar-Vell cannot exist without his at the time partner, Rick Jones. Once more, Rick is bonded on a molecular level with his once best friend from outer space.
A series of coincidence bring Jean Grey and Rick Jones together in the face of a Shi’Ar invasion of Earth as they both shed their civilian identities. The Emperor Vulcan and his Queen, Death Bird have issues a bounty on the head of Jean Grey who has been found guilty of galactic treason; having once more become host of the uncontrollable power of the Phoenix Force. Together Jean and Captain Mar-Vell battle Shi’Ar soldiers and escape with but an inch of their lives. Deciding his home would be a great place to hide out, Rick suggests Mar-Vell take Jean to his house in the mountains of New York. But just as Jean Grey has ghosts of her past, so does Mar-Vell! Thanos of Titan has arrived to accuse this would be Captain Mar-Vell of being an imposter. As Rick changes into Captain Mar-Vell, the effect of the change brings the house down in flames. The daughter of Thanos, Nebula battles Jean as Mar-Vell and Thanos slug it out in combat, a fight that ends with Thanos snapping the neck of Marlo Jones, wife of Rick Jones.
With nowhere left to go and with Rick in a catatonic state inside Mar-Vell’s mind in the Negative Zone; Mar-Vell takes Jean to the last place he knows could offer any sanctuary…

The Kree home world!

There, Mar-Vell is faced with the Great Intelligence and must answer for his own acts of treason. Facing a number or trials and test of mettle, Mar-Vell proves his allegiance to the Kree Empire once more. His last test… is facing off against Thanos of Titan! During the combat, Thanos is able to rip Rick Jones free from his switched location in the Negative Zone where he trades places with Captain Mar-Vell upon changing. With the two set free, Mar-Vell is increasingly weakened. It was up to Rick to take down Thanos which he does and just as he is about to kill the Mad Titan in a fit of anger and mourning, Jean Grey stops him.
For such a human act of kindness, the Great Intelligence has given Jean a Boon, her own set of Nega Bands just like ones which bond Mar-Vell and Rick. However her own pair are to help her control the Phoenix Force and thus to hide from her would be Shi’Ar assassins; Jean Grey takes on the alter ego of Ms. Marvel! Through a series of adventures, Captain Mar-Vell and the new Ms. Marvel fight the Hulk, evade capture from the Shi’Ar, uncover a Skrull intrusion in the United States Government, and even face off against a Black Lantern Captain Mar-Vell. All the while a strong attraction begins to grow between the Kree Captain and the human mutant woman.
However, the last fight has left the two cosmic beings to wonder, if Mar-Vell’s body is buried in his tomb on the moon of Titan then who is the current Captain Mar-Vell?
A question Mar-Vell himself would very much like to answer as the two Marvels are left wondering on the surface of the moon called Titan…

(01/25/10 - 22:42:48 ) .::!C.L.A.N.G!::.
Captain Mar-Vell
==-Rick Jones-==
says to ::..marvelous..:::
The photograph is in his hand. It is the photograph of a man and woman. They are on the set of a talk show, in 1998. In twelve second time, he drops the photograph to the sand and rock at his feet. Walking away, it's already lying there twelve seconds into the future. Ten seconds now. Now five. The photograph is back in his hand. The photograph is back in his hand. His Nega Bands flare and shine. He found it in a derelict burnt home in a remote acrage, twenty-seven minutes ago. It's still there, twenty-seven minutes into the past, in it's frame in the burnt out home. He's still looking there at it. The photograph is in his hand. The woman has red hair, take a guitar from a young man's hand. The sound crew stop and awe as someone touched his guitar. Seven seconds now. It's January, 2010, he is on Saturn's moon, Titan. He stands before a tombstone, an elaborate stone. Four seconds, three...
He's tired of looking at the photograph now. He opens his fingers, it falls to the sand and rock at his feet. He gazes out at the stars. They are so far away, and their light takes so long to reach us. All we ever see of stars are their old photographs.
[You miss her as much as I do, don't you?]
Gazing down at the sand and rock.
"Yes..."

(01/25/10 - 22:52:59 ) ::..marvelous..::
this girl is still a Marvel..

Jean Grey
==-Ms. Marvel-==
..the essence of life..
-Sit back and watch the world burn-
Obsidian Age @ DRC

says to .::!C.L.A.N.G!::.: she keeps her distance. it was at times like this she felt as though she were intruding. it was hard being the one that didn't.. fit.. into the little group. despite the kindness shown to her and the respect she'd given the both of them, she knew that with their amounts of baggage it had to rival her own. sometimes you just needed time to think and she could really understand it. could she have eavesdropped? of course.. easily. but would that really have helped? would it have been right? no. it was something she learned a long time ago. sometimes it was simply better not to know, even if she had all the power in the world to find out anything she wanted. her boots crunched the rocky surface of Titan and dust drifted up and seemed to dance around her leg before floating upward and disappearing. crossing her arms, she watched as the photograph slipped from his fingers and drifted to the ground. with a slight wriggle of a finger, she picked the photograph up telekinetically and had it drift over to her. she folded it in half a few times and slipped it into the back pocket of her jeans. something told her he'd want to see that photo again, despite what appeared to be the contrary on his part. clearing her throat, she took a few steps toward him and stood there watching him for a moment "If you need to talk..." as her hair drifted across her cheek, she reached and pushed it back. leaving the question open ended seemed... right. last thing she wanted to do was push

(01/25/10 - 22:55:51 ) .::!C.L.A.N.G!::.
Captain Mar-Vell
==-Rick Jones-==
says to ::..marvelous..:::
Some say strange bedfellows make the best kinsmen. You and the Captain both have one thing in common. You're both Pheonixes that have risen from the ashes of death. Your grave was on the blue side of the moon. The first of many. His... is right here before the two of you.
"We are..."
He began in a soft monotone voice.
"...two hundred and twenty-seven million kilometers from the sun. Its light is already ten minutes old. It will not reach Pluto for another two hours."
He walks around the tombstone, it reads
'Here lies Captain Mar-Vell'
He looks back at you from across his grave. The color drained from his face. Features pale and gaunt like a man dying of Cancer. For a brief moment his eyes become black with stars. Forever cosmic aware.
"Two hours into our future, we observe meterorites from a glass balcony. I'll be telling you about my father. Richard will make a face."
He gazes up and watches the stars. A comet tumbles through the solar system, the tail of shining dust and space rocks gillters on the horizons. One of the most beautiful sights you have ever seen. This comet makes a trip that revolves every seventy-six-years in an ellipyical pattern.
"My father... he admires the stars, something about the vast endless horrizon of space held great precision, he could be completely lost but gaze out into infinity and beyond and find his solace and purpose once more."

(01/25/10 - 23:04:12 ) ::..marvelous..::
this girl is still a Marvel..

Jean Grey
==-Ms. Marvel-==
..the essence of life..
-Sit back and watch the world burn-
Obsidian Age @ DRC

says to .::!C.L.A.N.G!::.: "I won't pretend to understand why being.. "she gestured to the grave as she swallowed softly..."here brings you solace. I can't visit my grave. Even knowing the reality that I beat death.. and I still can't face it. There is something so.. so dark and so final about it. That scares me." she reached out and touched the stone, brushing her fingertips along the smooth surface "It's funny when I think about it. I can't die, yet.... death frightens me. Some would say that's irony." she looked up at him and for a moment, his eyes became as dark as the space surrounding them and his eyes sparkled with the light of a billion stars. it was hauntingly.... beautiful and calming. she blinked, seemingly breaking a spell he was casting over her "A friend once told me there was beauty in the simplicity of things. Of course he was an artist.. those fellows are always a bit on the odd side as it were, but I look out and I just stare and I really do get what he meant. There's just this curtain of black that hangs like velvet. And those tiny pinpricks of light... they spot the canvas and it twinkles and it takes your breath away. There's no rhyme or reason to the placement of the stars. You just know they're simply there and they're beautiful. I can see how your father would find a purpose again. Something about doing anything to keep this.... keep it beautiful. Keep it simple and untouched."

(01/25/10 - 23:12:46 ) .::!C.L.A.N.G!::.
Captain Mar-Vell
==-Rick Jones-==
says to ::..marvelous..:::
With a breath he pats the top of the tombstone.
"Can it truly be my place of rest if... I am still burried deep beneath this moon's surface?"
He stares at you, his eyes pleading for an answer he yet can't understand. They wander off into a times past.
It's a long time ago. He sits in a classroom of a Kree War College, fascubared by an arrangement of weapons on black marble. He is fifteen years old in a human life span. It is 2010... he is One-HUndred and twenty-five years old. The photograh is nolonger on the rocky surface. Twenty seconds ago you folded it in segments, placing it in a pocket. His fingers gently rub the tips of one another, longing for the polaroid.
"I am watching the stars, admiring their complex trajectories, through space and time. I imagine this is what the long since extinct Time Lords of Gallifrey must have felt like."
His hand reaches up as a finger traces a long off streak of light. A shooting star. You silently make a wish as does Rick Jones who has been standing silent in the Negative Zone, watching, listening as his best friend prattles on, knowing full well where this rant will end up.
"I am forever perplexed by their journey, the journey of their light. Like a salmon which swims up stream to mate, a journey that just about kills over half who set out but they attempt the plight anyway. There is beauty..."
He almost doesn't say it. But he does.
"...in death."
Rick Jones springs too, more attenative now in his place of safe keeping. Mar-Vell makes a tight fist and grits his teeth. He loathes understanding that tyrant.
"I have been trying to give a name to the force that sets this... dare I say..."
Another lump in his throat.
"...Thanatos..."
"...cycle of life and light into motion."

(01/25/10 - 23:24:37 ) ::..marvelous..::
this girl is still a Marvel..

Jean Grey
==-Ms. Marvel-==
..the essence of life..
-Sit back and watch the world burn-
Obsidian Age @ DRC

says to .::!C.L.A.N.G!::.: she let out a quiet sigh and steps around the tombstone and rests a hand on his arm "If you want my opinion, I don't think people like us rest. I truly don't believe we rest until our purposes have been fulfilled. Otherwise, we wouldn't come back." she withdrew her and and slid it into her hip pocket and lightly bit her lip. she watched him as he made the odd gesture, as though he were still holding the photograph. she was right in her guess he'd want it back. despite his alien nature, it was clear he was sentimental. every being with a heart was capable of being sentimental. even those bred for fighting.. for battle "Mar-Vell, let's not compare ourselves with the Gods among us. They played their games and they sat on their shining city on high and ruled as though they had no faults. I'm not looking to dictate life to those around me. While I am the Phoenix, I wish to create good will.. peace.. not destruction and pain. They say every civilization runs its course. So shall humanity and Kree alike. And I'm afraid we'll be here after it's over, wondering how to pick up the pieces." the streak of light slid across the curtain of velvet and her eyes followed as her heart made its silent wish. perhaps it was foolish to wish for peace for this man's heart, but she was human. they were, on the whole, prone to bouts of foolishness. she'd always said that's where their charm laid "Thanatos? I'm going to guess you've had dealings with this being before? And who's to say he's the bringer of the end? Why couldn't you, in your defeat of him, bring about the end? A meaningful, peaceful resolution? You don't actually believe I'd let you die, do you?"

(01/25/10 - 23:35:42 ) .::!C.L.A.N.G!::.
Captain Mar-Vell
==-Rick Jones-==
says to ::..marvelous..:::
"No one would ever let someone they care about die. So no, I do not believe you would let me die, Jean Grey."
His mind drifted off a moment. Thanos, it has always been about Thanos. From Death herself to the Infinity Gems, it has always been about Thanos. The mad titan killed his mother. Betrayed his people and turned his back on life all in his misbegotten fascination with the Lady Death.
It is even longer ago yet more recent in a linear prgression. His father enters his room. A small box in hand. He begins taking medals off the walls. 'Father?' the son asks, 'what are you doing?' The father hasn't the resolve to face his son. He tells him, he has failed the Great Intellegence and now it is his time to face demotion, an ebarrassment that shall stain the Family Vell for ages to come. The young Kree watches as his father opens a window to a balcony and steps out. 'Father no!' but it is futile, the elder Kree empties the contents fo the box down over the edge. One hundred years ago, medals of war and valor rained down on the streets of teh Kree Imperial City.
One hundred minutes into the future, the meterorites hail down through the rarefield atmosphere of Titan.
He is arriving at the Kree War College.... it is six human years later, he is graduating the top of his class with seven officer comendations. The medals are still falling down into the street. There is the sound of a laser blast. The newly graduated Kree Officer finds his father slumped over the arm of a chair in the dark. His stazer in his hand. Kree blood all over the back wall. Having taken his life in embarrassment. Death has touched him, the sadistic tounge of Thanos of Titans nipping at the hairs along the back of his neck.
He stands in the dark, crying the only tears he ever would over his father. Somewhere Rick Jones looks up, tears shed for both Marlo Jones and Reet-Vell, like a boxing glove these emotions and memories hit you! He has put little effort into hiding them.

(01/25/10 - 23:45:05 ) ::..marvelous..::
this girl is still a Marvel..

Jean Grey
==-Ms. Marvel-==
..the essence of life..
-Sit back and watch the world burn-
Obsidian Age @ DRC

says to .::!C.L.A.N.G!::.: she watched him quietly as he seemed to mentally wander away from her. she really wasn't aware of where his mind was, but in a matter of moments a wave of emotion... of despair so deep..... hit her and she slumped against the tombstone. if she'd needed to gasp for breath, she would have. in her mind, she saw Rick in tears.... she saw flashes of people she didn't recognize.... faces that wern't tangible, yet they were there as ghosts in both Rick and Mar-Vell's minds. Margo... a fallen woman... a man who'd taken his life... and there was a small boy, a boy who looked so much like Mar-Vell himself. a boy who died the day the woman died.. she could only guess the boy was Mar-Vell's innocence. she straightened herself and with tears slipping silently down her cheeks, she walked over and hugged him "I'm.. I'm so sorry. I am so very sorry. They're both gone and you lost them tragically. You carry around so much pain, I had no idea! Your father... it isn't your responsibility. He.. he made his choices! You don't bear his shame. You're braver than he is, I know it."

(01/25/10 - 23:55:11 ) .::!C.L.A.N.G!::.
Captain Mar-Vell
==-Rick Jones-==
says to ::..marvelous..:::
He returned your hug. His hand slipped around your back, hands slipping down the small of your back. He held you close. His eyes closed.
"No... I don't..."
It's seventy-five years ago, his first position is the Gilaflats Outpost. A research center, a place where Kree scientist have been developing their answer to the end of the Kree/ Skrull war. He is sitting through orientation, the alien tobacco thick in the cramped military barracks. He is fifty-five years of age in human time. The complex is amazing and impressive. He doesn't ask, cause it isn't his place to ask. What he glimmers from the talk and rumor in the mess hall. The Kree have forward experiments in Intrinsicfield experiments, the power of the Negative field of energy, the possibility that there is some ther feild which holds reality and matter together apart from gravity. It's seventy-five years ago and a pulse flutters between two golden bracelets.
"...I carry my own shame."

(01/26/10 - 00:09:05 ) ::..marvelous..::
this girl is still a Marvel..

Jean Grey
==-Ms. Marvel-==
..the essence of life..
-Sit back and watch the world burn-
Obsidian Age @ DRC

says to .::!C.L.A.N.G!::.: she drew back and ran a hand through her hair slowly "Doesn't everyone? I doubt you are the first one and it's a given fact you won't be the last. Everyone makes mistakes and we just have to live with them. Sometimes.. they can really help us." she reached into her back pocket and pulled out the folded photo. she picked up his hand and slipped the paper into it gently "Figured you wouldn't want to lose this.."

(01/26/10 - 00:13:09 ) :.:!C.L.A.N.G!:.:
Rick Jones
==-Captain Mar-Vell-==
says to ::..marvelous..:::
In a flash, a smaller human hand takes the picture and Rick Jones smiles at you. He attempts to open his mouth. He is clutching the photograph. He can't speak, lack of oxygen and there is no forcefield like yourself and Mar-Vell have around you. On his knees in the rock and sand, he clutches his throat.
Six minutes the human brain can exist without oxygen before permeant damage sets in. brusises on the dyndrates. His lips receede and pale a thin shade of blue...

(01/26/10 - 00:16:58 ) ::..marvelous..::
this girl is still a Marvel..

Jean Grey
==-Ms. Marvel-==
..the essence of life..
-Sit back and watch the world burn-
Obsidian Age @ DRC

says to :.:!C.L.A.N.G!:.:: she blinks a bit, caught off guard by the switch. shaking off the surprise, she extended the shield surrounding her to envelope him. kneeling, she touched his shoulder gently "Sorry about that. I.. just wasn't expecting.. company. You're fine now. Just breathe normally."

(01/26/10 - 00:22:48 ) :.:!C.L.A.N.G!:.:
Rick Jones
==-Captain Mar-Vell-==
says to ::..marvelous..:::
He catches his breath. His hand placed against his chest. He slowly stands up. His hands have the photograph of him and Marlo.
"I feel like... an ameatur."
He turns around and sees the tombstone.
"Why does he come here, I'll never know. Like he finds solace in this place."
Then he stopped short, he swallowed. Running a hand back through his hair.
"I'm here... for Marv... I feel like I'm in 9th grade again."
Rick laughs and makes a face.
"Jean... you're a good looking woman... Marv's a good looking man, really handsome... anyway... boy meets girl, boy hides girl from intergalatic police... boy has the..." He coughed, "the hots for girl... See where I'm going with this?"

(01/26/10 - 00:27:49 ) ::..marvelous..::
this girl is still a Marvel..

Jean Grey
==-Ms. Marvel-==
..the essence of life..
-Sit back and watch the world burn-
Obsidian Age @ DRC

says to :.:!C.L.A.N.G!:.:: she glanced at the tombstone and shook her head gently "I don't understand it either, Rick. Then again, there's not much about him I do understand. You and I? We have one another pretty much figured out. But him? I think it's impossible." she raised an eyebrow in confusion as she watched him slide a hand through his hair akwardly "You're here for him? Why? Was there something he didn't want to talk about? Did I say something wrong earlier, make him uncomfortable?" she straightened and stared at him quizzically as he went over the boy meets girl scenerio "No? Not really? Why are you talking with me about this instead of him? Doesn't it make you uncomfortable? Put you in an akward position?"

(01/26/10 - 00:33:23 ) :.:!C.L.A.N.G!:.:
Rick Jones
==-Captain Mar-Vell-==
says to ::..marvelous..:::
"No it doesn't... see... Marv and I have had an understanding. I'm... I'm not doing good Jean. Without Marlo I have yet to find a reason for living. So... I'm going away in the Negative Zone. Sure, I'll be just a mental thought away but I'm going to let Marv live for a bit. And he would like to live with you."
He grinned and leaned in close to you.
"He won't ever admit it... but he constantly thinks about time you and him dipped in the Kree baths. But he'll never mention it..."
Rick leapt back and held up his hands.
"I never peeked!"
But he kept thinking, wow she's a natrual redhead! Can you blame the boy for peeking? Perhaps that's a thought of his you are privy to that you may keep to yourself.
"So, I figured he wasn't doing good with his whole salmon swiming up stream... I've come to say good bye to you and I'm going to change back and the old block head, he's going to kiss you..."

(01/26/10 - 00:40:40 ) ::..marvelous..::
this girl is still a Marvel..

Jean Grey
==-Ms. Marvel-==
..the essence of life..
-Sit back and watch the world burn-
Obsidian Age @ DRC

says to :.:!C.L.A.N.G!:.:: she stood there speechless for a moment before she reached out and just held onto him "Leave? But.. you can't! Rick... you are the only one I have to talk to! You and I... you understand me! If you leave then what?" she looked almost defeated as he pulled away. he appeared to be in good spirits, regardless of what he was saying. she sighed a bit and reached back out to just hold onto him for a few more minutes "Will you ever.... will you come back? What will you do in the Negative Zone? Won't you be lonely? I just..... I don't understand. You're my friend. Rick you're my friend and you're going away." she heard him... telling her about how much Mar-Vell cared about her. how much he wanted to just.. spend time with her and she wasn't saying she didn't want that!!! but why did it mean losing her friend in order to get it? she felt the tears well up and she let out a small sob and hugged him tightly "I won't say good-bye. If I do, it means I'm giving up on seeing you again and I'm the Phoenix. I don't give up like that. So.. that's just all there is to it Rick Jones. One of these days, you come back. You come back and you and I will go for coffee and we'll sit and talk about what you missed."

(01/26/10 - 00:48:10 ) .::!C.L.A.N.G!::.
Captain Mar-Vell
==-Rick Jones-==
says to ::..marvelous..:::
"You bet Red, I'll be back..."
He held you, giving you a kiss. His own lips pressed to your own, something childish and innocent. You could feel he still loved this woman who had been murdered. Releasing you, he stepped back and raised his arms above his head.
C L A N G !
Bright negative energy enveloped everything as he traded places for the last time with the Kree Captain.
Mar-Vell stood there, walking towards you.
He is walking towards a glass cubical slowly. Negabands rest on a plush pillow. The accomplishments of Kree science.
He reaches out and takes hold of you.
One at a time he slips the bands on his wrists.
Pulling you closer, he presses his lips to your own, the static electricity...
In a bright flash of light, he became the poster of all Kree...
overhead a meoteor shower rains down. One hundred minutes having passed.

(01/26/10 - 01:00:25 ) ::..marvelous..::
this girl is still a Marvel..

Jean Grey
==-Ms. Marvel-==
..the essence of life..
-Sit back and watch the world burn-
Obsidian Age @ DRC

says to :.:!C.L.A.N.G!:.:: "I'm holding you to your word, Music Man.... I mean it!" despite the overwhelming sadness she felt, she was smiling. sure there were tears, but maybe they were happy ones? this is what Rick needed.. what he wanted. he was giving up being here and alone so Mar-Vell could be here and.. not alone. she touched her hand to her lips and blew him a kiss as she softly whispered 'good-bye' as he raised his arms and the bands clanged together. there was that brilliant flash of light that she'd grown accustom to and with that flash he was gone. there stood Mar-Vell in his place. she cupped her hand over her mouth to hide the sobs. she wasn't.. sorry. she wasn't. she was just going to miss him, alot. sure there wasn't anything romantic there, but there was affection. there was a kind of love, just... not the one Rick needed. as Mar-Vell took another step closer to her, her hand slid away and she stood there, staring at him with tears in her eyes. he seemed to understand.. because it seemed he too.... knew what losing Rick meant to her. there was no hint of jealousy there, only compassion. and as he took the final step, his arms slid around her and he pulled her slender frame to his. there was a moment's hesitation and then... there were sparks. their lips touched in a flury of light, the static electricity lighting the air around them. she lifted up and she held onto him, clinging almost, as the sparks rained down on them

(01/26/10 - 01:15:19 ) .::!C.L.A.N.G!::.
Captain Mar-Vell
==-Rick Jones-==
says to ::..marvelous..:::
Rick Jones watched as Captain Mar-Vell took control of his life for the first time in his life. He didn't allow the fates or the dirrection of the Great Intellegence command him. He wanted a human woman and he took a human woman. Rick wanted solitude and he took it. Gone to the Negative Zone. Gone to a place without medals, without seasons, without love and woman to trap the shifting sands of time.
Before Rick Jones is the secret of happiness and a life yet lived. Together the three of you are ready to begin to take your lives by the reigns and be in control.
A world grows up around us. Are we shaping it or is it shaping us? Or do its predetermined contours guide our hand?
One hundred and twenty-five years ago, a Kree officer fails his masters, the medals are falling onto the streets of the Kree Imperial City. Without us, things would have been different. If the woman hadn't piloted the ship back to Earth, if I hadn't been stationed in that research center, if the music man hasn't been on that bomb test site...
Are we to blame then? Or redhead? Or myself or Richard, for for choosing his way in life?
Which of us is repsonsible? Who makes our world? Who makes... the world?
Perhaps the world is not made. Perhaps nothing is made. Perhaps it simply is, as been, will always be there. A cog, like a clock in a universal mechnisim of the grinding gears of the universe.
Jean Grey and Captain Mar-Vell are standing on a balcony of glass. Transported in a flash to an abandoned Kree look out tower on the surface of Titan. It gliters in the ten minute old sunshine. The light of two hours past will just be reaching Pluto.
It's never too late. He slips his hand down around the small of her back. Sliding it over to take hers in his own. Overhead, above, the Nodus Gordi Mountains, jewels in a makerless mechanism of light, the first meteorites, the Salmon are starting to fall... to swim up stream. He looks at the woman and smiles.
He wants to tell you about his father... Rick Jones makes a face...