Stargirl

[Darlene Love's "Christmas "]

- Hey, Johnny, what are you doing down here?

- Well, we finally get everybody back together

to take on the ISA and...

they bench me.

- Yeah, well, Starman asked me to stay behind, too,

to get the Rocket Racer ready just--just in case.

Life on the bench.

Doesn't feel good, does it, Stripesy?

- Speaking honestly, it can be a little rough on the old ego,

but I trust whatever Sylvester thinks is best.

Spoken like a loyal sidekick.

- Hey, nothing wrong with being a sidekick.

- Yeah, but see, that's the thing.

I'm not even that.

I'm the JSA charity case.

Heck, Pat, on paper,

Thunderbolt is more powerful than Green Lantern,

Flash, all of 'em combined,

but in my hands,

it's nothing but another mess for the JSA to clean up.

- Oh, hey, how's a little eggnog sound?

It's my dad's old recipe.

It's got a little kick too.

Ooh, I like a kick!

They got Solomon Grundy.

What?

You need backup? You got 'em.

Sorry, Pat. Just Johnny.

- But, Wildcat, I mean, you know,

we're talking about the entire ISA now, right?

- Members only. Sylvester insisted.

Hey!

You got a kid to look out for.

There's nothing more important.

Let's go.

Okay, good luck.

Thanks, Stripesy.

Hey, when I get back we'll have that eggnog, okay?

- Hey, boys, it's Dugan. There he is.

- Hey! Oh, Dugan!

Morning, Dugan.

Devin, Lutz, Marky,

it's a little early, don't you think?

Did you set your alarm just to bully me?

To get paid, paperboy.

- Ah, why do you need the money, a brain transplant?

- All right, that's gonna cost you extra, Dugan.

- Yeah! - Yeah.

Get 'em while it's hot!

- Ooh! - You look great.

- Thank you! - Ahh, I just love

the smell of bacon in the morning, don't you?

Smells like...

Victory!

- Yeah, see, never count your winnings

before you collect, okay, Court?

- The Shade has no idea who he's up against.

- First of all, he's obviously very dangerous.

So I think you should definitely bring S.T.R.I.P.E.

- Mom, we need the element of surprise.

S.T.R.I.P.E.'s as subtle as a tank.

- Doesn't he have, like, a silent mode?

- That's a good idea. - Silent mode? Seriously?

- Or--I don't know-- invisibility?

- Ugh, Mom, you're-- you're embarrassing yourself.

Let the professionals figure it out.

- Okay, listen, here's the deal.

No one's gonna make a move

until we have a plan that everyone agrees with, okay?

- Okay. - Hey, you doing JSA stuff?

- Yup. - Ah, The Shade?

Who's this creep?

- Somebody's butt we're gonna kick--

Carefully.

We're gonna do it very, very carefully,

and it's not something you need to be worrying about, Mike.

Yeah.

Yeah, whatever.

- Okay, Barb, what can I get you?

- Toast and jam. - Toast and jam.

Court, what would you like?

- What? -

- I'm on my route right now. Don't you hear the dog?

Okay, okay. Another customer?

I got plenty, Mr. Bloomkiss. Please just give it to Jakeem.

It'll be in better hands.

Okay. Okay, okay, fine, fine.

I'll take it.

What was it again?

210...

Come on.

Yeah, yeah, I got it.

Yeah, thanks.

- Paperboy and human punching bag.

Wish I was a superhero.

What the heck?

Oh, shoot!

"So cool"?

Ah. - Whoo-whee!

Ah!

Whoo-ooh!

Oh, yeah!

What the heck are you?

- I'm your new best friend and you don't even know it!

- Whoo-hoo-hoo! - What's going on?

- What's going on is that you, Mike Dugan,

are now in control of me,

The Thunderbolt!

The Thunderbolt?

- As in Johnny Thunder and The Thunderbolt!

Of the Justice Society of America!

You're so lucky.

This belonged to the JSA?

Yep! You said the magic word,

and now I'm back in action.

- Wait, so the magic words are "so cool"?

Word, singular.

It's pronounced "sowkewl"

in my native homeland of Bahdnesia.

- Bahd-what? - It's not on the map anymore.

Thanks for bringing it up.

Sowkewl means "set free

"the all-powerful force upon the Earth

of the magical and awe-inspiring Thunderbolt!"

It's also a synonym for the sound on the chalkboard

that drives everyone crazy, but I like that sound.

So if I free the genie--

Your wish is my command!

- So all the wishes I want? - Yup!

Start small.

I'm thirsty. I wish I had some water.

I meant in a glass.

- Rule number one: you gotta be specific.

Oh, my gosh, you look so silly.

I love it when people do that.

Uh-oh!

Human, three o'clock.

- Morning. Nothing like a good sweat

to start off the day, huh?

Wish I was dry. Did you hear that?

Thanks. - Well, you're welcome.

You're learning. You're learning.

It's never a good thing when other people see me.

Reactions range from mild amusement to sheer panic.

Sent one guy to the ER. Heart attack, yeah.

He recovered, I think. I don't know. He was old.

He probably didn't have much time anyway.

This is fun. So what else can I do for you?

I'm thinking.

Okay, I got it.

I wish I was taller.

What the hell? -

What? You're taller. You gotta be--

Specific. Yeah, okay.

I wish my body was taller.

Uh-uh, sorry.

Can't wish for the same thing twice.

And be happy about that in this case.

Wishes about body transformation never go well.

Another rule?

Well, yeah, there are a few.

Let me see if I can remember them.

I mean, there are only--

Can't wish for someone to die.

Can't wish someone back from the dead.

That's important. The last guy that tried--

Okay, back to the point.