The Penultimate sets the Martian back on the ground, and the Martian replies, "Hm, the likes of you all, taking out things of that technological capacity, with the current state of your abilities...Well, good luck with that. If you need some help, perhaps you can tune into our Twitter account for updates on what the Martian databases can glean about schematics. Until then, though, I'd actually be most grateful if your like would kindly vacate out planet. Our trouble seems to have started when you arrived, and the powers you have displayed since exiting that young man's head over there, has done nothing to prove otherwise."
With a half-hearted soldier-like salute to the Penultimate and his allies, Marvin the Martian hurries off, back in the opposite direction, toward the wild, Martian distance.
The Penultimate looks back to his comrades, "Well...hate to say it, but Marv--er,
Marvin, is right. Like I said before, we need to get the heck off this planet, to somewhere we can better organize our thoughts. Phi, whenever you or Crescent are ready with a gate. Oh, and did anybody catch the name of the Martian Twitter feed? We...we really do need to know what all we're up against."
“…Judge not what a man has done, but judge what he could have done if he was a different bloke altogether. For art thou a leper? And a leper can changeth his spots…” --Rudy Wade, Misfits (Series 4, Episode 8)