It looks like Frank Miller is coming back on a noon train.

The data transmitted by the launcher show that the propulsion, trajectory and timing of the stage separation were nominal.

You built up the fire.

So, back to Mars.

His return ticket.

Then, as the rocket dives down, velocity picks up again toward a maximum velocity and the rocket hits the ground.

The noon train?

By scoring several hits, our artillery... a loaded transport which was about to sail to return to harbor.

Come on! Fire more, more!

My dear, I'm going back to warm up

I was waiting for the train.

Oh, a nice fire is nice to talk by.

Do you want her to take that chance? To be jounced over rough roads... and have her baby ahead of time, in a buggy?

I'll just take the Long Island Rail Road and you can meet me at the train the 4 15.

The train gathered speed.

As coals are to hot embers, and wood to fire, so is a contentious man to kindling strife.

As coals are to hot embers, and wood to fire, so is a contentious man to kindling strife.

As coals are to burning coals, and wood to fire so is a contentious man to kindle strife.

As coals are to burning coals, and wood to fire so is a contentious man to kindle strife.

Crater opening.

Closing crater.

Flaggin' the train that's goin' home

Beyond the Gaza Ceasefire

And I'm yelling out, Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire!

Noon train on time?

He asked about the noon train.

I must find some talented men, right away

The other vessels responded with small arms fire.

Can we run it back to Vaires?

The express train is moving down the track.

He's a real train robber.

Not through Yuryatin. It's under shellfire.

The potential of such relapses has grown in the proportion that conflicts have multiplied.

Can we get this back on the rails?

Get the men to work! I want this engine back on the rails!

Go to Osaka station, take a train back.

Every time you pronounce the letter H correctly the flame will waver... and every time you drop your H the flame will remain stationary.

This one, a real one, that landed on Mars.

Man These are live bullets.

Flaggin' the train that's homeward bound

This is nothing. The real fireworks is at the front.

The war was still waging, now in the air with flying machines.

The fire broke out after the staff went home.

Some images from Mars, 1997.

The moth and the flame, that's what it was.