— Until the two thousandth year, no one will even think about what is there and how it is on. Who is interested in this Mars? Only heroes. — Raise your hand and say, I swear! — Why, Flash? — Swear that when I die, you will scatter my ashes on Mars. — That's not my concern, Batman. Most likely, at this moment i will be guarding the peace of earthlings on earth, and not Martians on Mars. — But there will be earthmen on Mars, too. If they move to Mars, they won't become Martians. — Superman, this is for now… After a few generations, they will. As it happened once on Earth.