Josh Kirby: Time Warrior! Chap. 4: Eggs from 70 Million B.C. (1995) - full transcript
Josh and his friends end up in a planet-sized alien prison.
(MultiCom Jingle)
(moves into suspenseful
orchestral music)
- My name is Josh Kirby.
I was just your
average 9th grader,
my biggest problem was
getting good grades.
And my idea of excitement
was racing my bicycle.
(school bell ringing)
Yes!
I never thought time
would catch up with me.
But I couldn't have imagined,
(train horn blaring)
that hundreds of years from now,
mankind would invent
The Nullifier,
a device capable of controlling,
or destroying the Universe.
- [Alien] Prepare for the storm.
- [Josh] A scientist
named Irwin 1138,
tried to disassemble
and hide The Nullifier,
but even he couldn't stop--
- [Irwin] Dr. Zoetrope!
(laser guns firing)
(triumphant orchestral music)
- [Dr. Zoetrope] Give
me The Nullifier!
- [Irwin] You are
too late, Zoetrope!
- [Dr. Zoetrope] It's
never too late for me!
- Irwin and Zoetrope have
been chasing each other
across the Time Stream,
trying to be the first to
find The Nullifier's pieces.
This time, they're
gonna land in 1995.
The place, my front yard!
Now, I'm going along for
the ride of all time!
What's goin' on,
well where are we?
- [Irwin] I hope you're prepared
to do battle, young man.
This will be a war through time,
and Dr. Zoetrope will
take no prisoners!
(frenetic orchestral music)
- [Josh] We've got
help from a Warrior!
- My name is Azabeth Siege.
- Oh, she's amazing!
And a magical creature called
Prism to show us the way.
Together we're on a
quest through time,
visiting different worlds
to fight for The
Nullifier's pieces.
- [Dr. Zoetrope] I'm
obviously in the right place,
and the right time.
- Because if Zoetrope ever
assembles The Nullifier,
he'll conquer time itself.
I've gotta try and
save the Universe.
(triumphant orchestral music)
I was just a 14 year-old kid
before my adventure began,
but now I'm Josh
Kirby, Time Warrior.
(triumphant orchestral music)
(moves into mellow
orchestral music)
- [Narrator] On the last chapter
of Josh Kirby... Time Warrior!
- Oh, oh!
Whoa!
(leaves crunching)
- I have tried every trick
in the time travel
book to locate Josh.
There is the off chance
that Zoetrope's slightly
superior intellect
may enhance his ability to
pinpoint Josh's location.
- Josh and I are going
into Nightmare Forest.
- Nightmare Forest?
- [Dr. Zoetrope] It's
true, he is a Time Warrior.
- Well, I say we take
care of that big bully
once and for all!
(suspenseful orchestral music)
- I'd love to stay
everyone, but there are
three more of these deadly
components gone down.
Hey, Dr. Zoetrope's after us!
(spaceship banging)
- Commencing efficiency action!
(bombs exploding)
- Turn the pod around!
- What?
We're not turning!
(train horn blaring)
- What are you waiting for?
Go ahead and use one of your
one-in-a-billion Time
Warrior powers and save us!
(ethereal orchestral music)
(moves into suspenseful
orchestral music)
- By the Codes of Kang,
Irwin do something!
- Do something!
Pull off, pull off!
- I'm trying, I'm trying!
(suspenseful orchestral music)
- Zoetrope's right behind us!
Look, where I come from,
if a machine goes nuts,
there's only one sure-fire
method of repair! (strains)
(straining)
Whoa!
Whoa!
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(screaming)
(train horn blaring)
(screaming)
We did it!
- We did it?
We did it?
- We did it.
- [Irwin] We did it,
we did it, we did it!
- We did it!
We did it!
We-- (groans)
- Do not let your emotions
get the better of
you, Josh Kirby!
- We were almost
blown to smithereens!
- And I am certain we
will almost be again,
but I hardly think
that's appropriate
behavior for a Warrior!
- Warrior?
What Warrior?
I'm a 9th grader!
Woo-hoo!
- Yeah, we did it!
We did it!
I did it!
Oh, I am now the first
smartest man in the Galaxy,
in the Universe, in
the 25th Century,
in the whole of the Time Stream!
As it should be!
(laughs) Oh, who knew that
victory could taste this sweet!
Oh, fare thee well you no good--
- Irwin!
- Yes, yes Josh?
- Look, the guy's dead, should
we really be celebrating?
Look, I know he was a
crumb and all but...
- Josh, my boy!
That no goodnik
Zoetrope threatened to
destroy all of time,
just for his own selfish end!
He showed no
compassion, or remorse,
as he went through and
destroyed Galaxy, after Galaxy.
Why should I?
- While I agree with
you, we must also respect
the souls of soldiers
who died in battle
fighting for their cause, good
or bad, as the case may be!
- But you two are acting as
if he was on some kind of
noble quest, and
not on a mission
to decimate the Time Stream!
His demise, untimely as it
may seem, is cosmic Karma!
(Prism purring and chattering)
Surely there's a Code of
Kang in here somewhere!
Come on everybody,
let's pat ourselves on
the back, we saved time!
- That is true!
But there is still
much damage to correct
throughout the Time Stream,
and time is wasting!
- Excuse me, can we at
least catch our breath?
Come on Beth!
- Azabeth, Josh Kirby.
Azabeth, I do not
call you Osh Kirby!
- Yeah, thank Kang
for small favors.
Is it really that hard to relax?
- I will relax when the Time
Stream is back in order,
when my debt to you is repaid,
and when I am back
with my own people.
- Yeah, and all this time
I thought you some kind of
crush on me, or something!
(mellow orchestral music)
- Well, everything's back
to normal again, it seems.
(alarm blaring)
- Now, what is that?
- Uh-oh, clogged
intake valve, hmm.
Must have time barnacles.
All right Josh, come on,
cut the forward thrusters.
- Um, time barnacles, huh?
I thought they only
grew in the ocean.
- No, no, no, no, no.
No, they're living organisms
which are indigenous
to the Time Stream.
It seems that they're drawn
to all kinds of warm surfaces,
particularly to
our intake valves.
- It looks as if there's eggs
stuck in the barnacles it...
- Whoa, look at the
size of those suckers!
- I've never seen anything
like these eggs before.
Better get them in
to inspect them.
- Are you certain that
is the correct procedure?
After all, we have
no idea what reaction
these alien eggs will have
to the oxygenated
atmosphere of the Time Pod.
- Yeah lady, think
what we could learn
from examining these eggs!
Besides, we'll have to clean
out the intake valve anyway.
- Yeah, would you let
the man do his job!
I mean, after all,
they look pretty cool!
- Bring 'em in Josh.
(ethereal orchestral music)
(eggs squeaking and purring)
(device beeping and ringing)
Amazing!
According to my reading,
these eggs date at
70 million years BC!
- Wow!
They're like pre,
pre, prehistoric eggs!
They must of gotten
sucked into hyper-time,
and then attached to
those time barnacles.
- I suggest we
proceed with caution.
(eggs squeaking and purring)
- What's that noise?
(Prism chattering)
What's up, buddy?
- The eggs, they're moving!
- No, they're hatching!
(eggs squeaking and purring)
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(worms purring and chattering)
(whimsical orchestral music)
(Prism chattering)
- Hey, what's wrong?
What's wrong with Prism?
- Oh, he remembers Bartholomew.
- Bartholo-who?
- Bartholomew.
My boa constrictor.
You see, before I made
your acquaintances,
I kept a pet snake.
The deluded creature once
tried to ingest Prism.
Whole.
(mellow orchestral music)
Since then, anything
that wriggles
gives Prism the heebie-jeebies.
(whimsical orchestral music)
- Oh, this is too cool!
Wow!
- Amazing!
Look how they interact,
even at infancy.
- Not to worry, Prism.
(whimsical orchestral music)
They seem harmless enough.
(chuckles) I must apologize,
it appears I was mistaken.
- Mistaken?
No, it happens all the time.
Not to me, of course.
(worms cooing and chattering)
- Oh, come on.
Come on!
(whimsical orchestral music)
- Look at him!
(laughing)
He's a girl!
(laughing)
Hey, where you goin' to?
(worm cooing and chattering)
- Oh, oh, oh! (screams)
(screaming)
- What's happening?
Get off of her!
- Oh, it's tickling me!
It's tickling me and I
can't stop! (screams)
- Give her to me, here,
here, here, here, here, here.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
settle down, settle down!
Hey, why'd you do that?
How 'bout that?
A fate worse than death!
Hey, here come here.
Come here, oh buddy.
Oh, you're heavy!
Hey, where're you
from, little guy?
(Prism chattering)
(Prism groaning)
(suspenseful orchestral music)
- Solid titanium!
- Those little critters...
(worms cooing and chattering)
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(electrical arcing)
(alarm blaring)
- Are feeding on the Time Pod!
- Oh no!
(frenetic orchestral music)
(alarm blaring)
- Where are they now?
- They're everywhere!
(alarm blaring)
(frenetic orchestral music)
- That's awful, they're
eating everything!
- Oh, are there any other
intellectual observations
you'd like to make?
- Hey, what are we gonna do?
- I'm thinking, I'm thinking!
- Well think harder,
we're in trouble!
- We're losing control!
(engine exploding)
(frenetic orchestral music)
(electrics arcing)
(alarm blaring)
- The structural
frame of the Time Pod,
if that goes, we're doomed!
(alarm blaring)
- They're going after
The Nullifier pieces!
(frenetic orchestral music)
(laughing)
- No, they musn't get hold
of The Nullifier components!
- Rip.
Your.
Head.
Off!
(laughing and screaming)
- (groans) Ow!
- Thank you very
much, Josh Kirby!
I hope to repay you
for the favor some day!
- Josh, for all our sakes
come and grab this arm,
we're losing our trajectory!
Grab the arm!
(alarm blaring)
(cosmic shocking)
- Oh-Oh!
(alarm blaring)
- Wait, crash positions
everybody, hold on!
- Quick, under the
console, hurry!
- Josh, put her next
to the Time Pod!
- No!
Oh God!
(screaming)
(cosmic thrusting)
(Time Pod crashing)
(alarm weakly sounding)
(whimsical orchestral music)
(door crashing and hissing)
(worms chattering and purring)
(dramatic orchestral music)
(worms chattering)
- Even this cold
doesn't stop them!
- Yeah, how nice for them.
- This cold is somehow familiar.
(ethereal orchestral music)
(metal creaking and crashing)
- My beautiful Time Pod!
Ruined!
(whimsical orchestral music)
Time hopping leeches! (screams)
Oh!
Oh!
The years.
The sacrifice.
(mellow orchestral music)
Alas, poor Time Pod.
I knew its ratios.
(mellow orchestral music)
Unfortunately, this
little development
terminates our objective.
Totally.
Unequivocally.
- You mean we're stuck here?
- Only slaves, forever!
(worms cooing and chattering)
- Hey, they're getting away!
- Good riddance to bad rubbish.
(mellow orchestral music)
- Maybe all is not for not.
This building is
somehow familiar.
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(guns cocking)
- [Soldier] There they are!
(suspenseful orchestral music)
- Azabeth Siege!
Where in the 12 moons
of Meagan have you been?
- Sir, I beg your forgiveness
for my untimely departure,
and I pray that my actions
will not be deemed treasonous
to the Codes of Kang,
nor his followers.
- Azabeth, who's this clown?
- Show some respect, Josh Kirby!
This is Akira Storm,
Leader of a Thousand,
and keeper of the
21 Codes of Kang.
- Oh!
- Stand woman, and
give me a look at you.
There's no suspicion of treason
to the great resistance,
we give humble thanks
to the all-knowing Kang
for bringing you safely
back into the fold.
We all feared for the worst
when you did not return,
and now, such a
dramatic entrance,
and at no great expense
to our secured perimeters.
- Quite honestly, my arrival
here was totally by accident.
We had been wandering
through the Time Stream
for what seemed
like an eternity,
when we happened upon
a nest of worm's eggs.
- Worm eggs?
- The eggs hatched
a pod of worms,
which ate entirely
through the Time Pod
in which I was traveling.
- Metal-eating worms
from the Time Stream?
Come now.
- I swear it by Kang!
- So, where are these worms now?
- They seemed to have burrowed
through into the bedrock.
- And how are they
to be terminated?
- I'm at a loss for a solution.
- Maybe you could kill
'em with all that hot air.
- Silence!
- They are with me.
- With you?
- Josh Kirby, the young
one, saved my life.
- Oh, he did, did he?
- He's no older than a pup!
- Barely older than you
when you joined the
Great Resistance.
- You compare me to a human?
I fear your time spent
away from our struggle
was not the most
productive of your life.
- Nonetheless, I am home now,
and all by their good graces!
- Very well then.
We must discuss battle
strategies at once.
Dreadnaught the
Enslaver and his forces
have had us under constant
siege since your depart.
There's much I have to
brief you on, let us hurry!
- But Commander,
about the worms I--
- I'm afraid there are far
more pressing battles to be won
before we can worry
about these, ah, worms.
- I--
- I don't know how much
longer we can hold
Dreadnaught at bay.
Craygar, Valtan!
Secure the breach to
the exterior walls,
stable the humans
in the brig then--
- Stable the humans?
- [Soldier] Come on!
- Excuse me?
- Akira!
- [Soldier] We should
search for weapons.
- Commander Storm,
they are with me!
- And we are at war, and I
cannot compromise this station
by allowing two
humans to remain free,
humans who already infected
this battle station
with some type of a
metal-corroding parasite.
- Hey!
That was an accident
those things got loose!
- For all we know,
they could be spies for
Dreadnaught himself.
- Commander!
- Our last military installation
is on the brink of collapse,
and you wanna argue
about a couple of humans?
I will have none of this,
do you understand me?
- You are the keeper of
the 21 Codes of Kang,
I will obey your orders.
- What?
How can you do this to us?
- I am bound by duty,
and the Codes of--
- Codes of Kang to do so, right?
Yeah, I know.
Is this how I'm repaid
for saving your life?
- I will do what I can with
Akira, but we are at war.
- Take them away!
Let's go!
- [Soldier] Take his pack!
What have we got here?
(Prism chattering)
- What is going on now?
- [Soldier] Sir, I think you
should have a look at this.
(Prism chattering)
- Yet another infiltrator
to undermine our defenses.
Take this malignancy
into custody,
no doubt the brains
of the operation.
- What? Brains? Him?
(wind howling)
- Just as I suspected,
they're smuggling
weapons into our complex.
- No, no, no, no, no,
that is not a weapon!
Well I mean, not yet.
We have got to find the
other Nullifier pieces--
- Nullifier?
I've heard quite enough, take
them to the brig immediately!
Scoddin, take this to our
science officer at once!
- [Scoddin] Yes, sir!
(militaristic orchestral music)
- [Soldier] Move along!
(militaristic orchestral music)
(moves into ethereal
orchestral music)
(moves into suspenseful
orchestral music)
(metal crashing)
(groaning)
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(straining and groaning)
(mellow orchestral music)
- I hate you!
(metal clanging)
Blast you!
Cold and uncaring as ever!
Untouched, while those
who follow your call
stand at the brink
of ruin and death!
Well, I am here to tell you,
I am not going to
stand with them!
(glass shattering)
(mellow orchestral music)
I've come to renounce you, Kang.
Ever since I've been
with the humans,
all I've been able to think
about was getting back here,
to my people.
(mellow orchestral music)
To the home of Kang,
the Great Liberator!
Well, now I wish
I'd never come back!
I'm going to leave this
place and this time,
I'm not coming back!
(mellow orchestral music)
Your home is where
you choose to live,
and I cannot live in a
place where my friends
are thrown into a prison cell
because of some 100
year-old prejudice.
I'm going to
liberate my friends,
and we are going to find
a way off this planet.
I'm half human.
Maybe I'll go live with
Josh Kirby on his Earth,
after we've repaired
the Time Stream.
(mellow orchestral music)
As he would say,
"I'm outta here!"
(bomb exploding)
Oh!
(mellow orchestral music)
Why have the Codes,
which have done so much
good for my people,
serve the humans so poorly?
(mellow orchestral music)
And why does this cold planet
have such a hold over my heart?
(mellow orchestral music)
I know I can't leave!
But I also know I
cannot stand here
and live with this injustice!
(mellow orchestral music)
- Josh, will you stop that?
- Don't look at me.
(Prism purring and chattering)
(bomb exploding)
How are we gonna get outta here?
- Oh-ho, how are we going
to get out of this time?
- Stuck on a planet
full of Azabeths.
Not that that's all
bad, I want you to know.
But some of these people
are colder than an
ice box in Antarctica.
- They don't hold us
in high regard either.
- (exhales) Well, I
just wanna go home.
I wanna see if my
dad's all right.
And my friends.
I wanna change my clothes!
And how many
twisted time periods
can someone save wearing
the same clothes?
Not that many!
(straining)
These bars are as
tough as steel!
- Tougher than steel.
- Oh, hello there
Benedict Arnold!
- I do not understand
this sarcasm.
- Well how 'bout this one?
Hi, you traitor!
- I told you that I would
do all that I could,
but Akira is in a
difficult position,
and my absence from the fight
may have jeopardized the
situation even further.
- Yeah, I'll bet.
- I must abide by his decisions.
Our forces have put
up an admirable fight,
but Dreadnaught pushes ever
closer to enslaving my people!
This battle station
is our last hope!
If Dreadnaught succeeds
in breaching the walls
of this fortress, then the last
free survivors of my people
will be prey to his vile plans!
- So, let us help!
Irwin is now the
first most brilliant
man of the 25th century.
- Yes, Josh is quite right.
I mean that is, we could be
of invaluable service
to your fight.
- I'm afraid you don't
know my people very well.
Very headstrong.
- Oh, no!
- And very wary of outsiders!
It was the colonization
of the planet by humans
that led to the original
enslavement in the 25th century.
Kang freed my people,
and he set about laws
which were intended
to keep us free!
But now, Dreadnaught
threatens to destroy
all that we have
ever worked for!
We will not be enslaved again!
I am sorry that I
have let you down,
but I want you to know
that I continue to honor
my debt to you, Josh Kirby.
- I can tell.
- Do you know that you
could of been detained
outside where the temperature
is 30 degrees below zero?
- Oh, well!
That's cold blooded!
- Any sign of those
worms from 70 million BC?
- I'm afraid not.
- Well, maybe
that's a good sign,
they could of dug deep into
the bedrock of the planet
and made themselves
a nest there.
- Or they could be
weakening the foundation
of our installation as we
speak, and bring us crashing
into the center of
the Earth with them!
- No, that would
seem highly unlikely.
- With you two around,
nothing I could imagine
is highly unlikely!
- Azabeth, could you tell me
about the timeline
inconsistency in your era?
- No.
- Why not?
You can trust us!
- Look Azabeth, please!
You must know how the timeline
has been altered here.
- I only meant to say
that there are no
inconsistencies to report.
- What?
But every place we've been
to so far has reported
gross abnormalities in
the Time Stream continuum.
- I have noticed
nothing here to support
the Zoetrope Time
Continuum Effect!
- Do not refer to it by
that name ever again!
It is not his
continuum to affect!
So, it follows suit that he
certainly doesn't deserve
any credit on time
theories derived from it!
Ugh, even in death he
continues to haunt me!
- Wait a second.
I thought that everything
that existed before
the time scramble
was supposed to be
freaked outta control.
Right?
I mean, maybe we did it!
Maybe we fixed the
time continuum!
- I wouldn't count on it, lad.
A more probable hypothesis is
that Azabeth's world
was actually created
as a result of the time
scramble, as you call it.
- What are you saying?
- Maybe this place
would never have existed
were it not for
Zoetrope's evil plan.
- That is madness, my people
have been around for millennia!
- Millennia, seconds. (clicks)
What's the difference?
- Well, at least Zoetrope
did one thing right.
- Look, I entirely understand
the position you're in,
but you simply have
to get us out of here!
For every second we
waste away in this cell,
some buffoon could
be tampering with
The Nullifier pieces
to disastrous effect!
- Seconds, millennia. (clicks)
What's the difference?
- Azabeth.
Time is running out.
- (sighs) I'll
see what I can do.
- Well, gotta look
on the bright side.
- I wasn't aware
that there is one.
- Well, we don't have
to watch our backs
for that slime ball
Zoetrope anymore.
(exhaling)
(suspenseful orchestral music)
- What a way to go,
impaled on an alien cactus.
Of all the rotten luck in
the Galaxy, I cannot believe.
Hey!
(creature growling)
I am not dead yet
you scavengers!
(Zoetrope groaning)
(creature growling)
Ow!
(suspenseful orchestral music)
Hey.
Hey!
Come back!
Come back!
(soldiers chattering)
(transformer exploding)
(electrical arcing)
- Miss the thrill of battle?
- Believe me, I've had my share
of battles in the Time Stream.
- The Shibonian shields
are losing their power
at a rate of 17%
per quarter, sir.
- Divert one-half the auxiliary
cells to shield power,
and restrict all
non-delineated sources
through the auxiliary
house until further notice.
- Yes, sir.
- Our cargo bay is reporting
massive disruption,
and disincorporation
on three quarters
of our operational fleet.
- Disincorporation?
Justify.
- Well sir...
- Yes?
- The ships have
been eaten, sir.
- What?
- That's what they report, sir.
- All right then, quarantine
the cargo bay at once,
and disinfect the entire
hanger from top to bottom.
- [Female Soldier] Yes, sir.
- Compliments of your
Josh Kirby, no doubt.
- It was an accident, Commander!
- Aye, one that might
cost us our freedom.
(metal snapping)
Ah!
(distant laser guns firing)
(whimsical orchestral music)
- Come on, let us outta here!
- Oh give it a rest!
You can't bend the bars
with your bare hands.
- Well, we've
gotta do something.
They could keep us
in this cage forever!
I won't make it to
the junior prom,
I won't even make
it to high school!
(dramatic orchestral music)
Oh, forget about it.
(dramatic orchestral music)
(cosmic whooshing)
(dramatic orchestral music)
- These bars were solid steel!
- Were is right,
now they're as rusty
as my dad's old pickup truck.
- This section here
is still in tact,
these where your hands were are
as old and brittle as bones.
- How'd it happen?
- You did it!
- Me?
- Yes, you!
Of course, you did it!
This must be another
power of a Time Warrior.
We've yet to even begin
to tap into your
abilities, young man!
It appears you can bend
time with your touch.
- I don't get it, I
mean, what did I do?
- Well you see, your
simple act of will
manifested a
temporal acceleration
of the latent protoelec--
- In English, please!
- When you touched the bars,
you made the metal age
at an incredible rate,
causing them to rust and
corrode in a matter of seconds.
- Oh, get outta here!
- Well now, my boy, we can!
Come on, you can use your
new powers to help Azabeth.
- Oh, no I can't, not
for a while at least.
12 hours, remember?
- Oh yes, you discovered
a Time Warrior
can only use his abilities
once every 12 hours.
(bomb exploding)
- Oh man, it sounds like they're
taking a beating up there.
- Yeah, so let's go help them!
- Yeah, Azabeth needs me.
- Thatta boy!
(triumphant orchestral music)
- [Josh] Let's go!
(triumphant orchestral music)
(Prism purring and chattering)
(cosmic whooshing)
(somber orchestral music)
(worm cooing and chattering)
(soldier gasping)
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(soldier groaning)
- This is Sentry Fallon,
I spotted them, sir,
I spotted the worms!
- [Akira] What's
their direction?
- Traveling west
towards the brig, sir.
- [Akira] They're in cahoots
with that Josh Kirby,
I knew it!
Keep me posted as to
their whereabouts,
and try and cut them
off at Sector 11.
- Will do, sir, I--
(metal clanging)
(electrical arcing)
(creature growling and grunting)
- [Zoetrope] Come on.
Come on, boy.
(creature growling and grunting)
Nice tasty biscuit,
just gimme a hand.
Come on, you can do it!
You can do it.
Just gimme a hand, and
you can have the biscuit.
Ooh, ooh, that's it!
(creature growling and grunting)
(sniffing)
Mmm, smells good, ooh.
(hand slapping)
Ouch!
(creature growling and grunting)
Come on!
Come on!
Come on, nice fresh tomato
biscuit, hard as a rock.
It's good for your
teeth, though!
Come on, ooh, it's delicious.
My, what strong lookin'
shoulders you have.
Oops!
(grunting and struggling)
(dramatic orchestral music)
Yeah, yeah you can
have the other half,
after you get these
splinters out of my back!
(distant laser guns firing)
(bomb exploding)
(glass shattering)
- So much misery these days,
and so much mistrust.
(metal shattering)
(exhaling)
You've outdone yourself
this time, Josh Kirby.
But what can I do
to help you now?
Akira would never
understand your methods,
nor would he tolerate
our wisecracks.
I barely do.
(distant laser guns firing)
But I do owe you my
life, Josh Kirby,
and I will see to it that
you are freed as well!
(groaning)
Just as soon as I free myself!
(metal creaking and crashing)
Ooh, those abominable worms!
(grunting)
(buzzer buzzing)
I will get you for
this, Josh Kirby!
(cosmic whooshing)
(dramatic orchestral music)
(soldiers chattering)
- Do you really think
you can fend off me,
Dreadnaught the Enslaver,
for very much longer?
- For as long as it takes.
(transformer exploding)
(electrical arcing)
(laughing)
- But no luck to your defense
shields, that won't be long.
(electrical arcing)
- Now you listen to me!
(metal creaking and shattering)
- (laughs) No, you listen to me!
You can barely keep
your equipment together,
let alone defender
for all your people!
I offer you a choice,
Akira Storm, the
Leader of a Thousand.
This is your last chance.
Say the word, and Ill
call off the attack
and spare your people.
In exchange for them
agreeing to be my slaves
for the rest of their
days, of course.
- That is no choice.
- Precisely!
(door whirring)
Oh!
The lovely, and
volatile Miss Siege!
Oh, how I'm going
to enjoy owning you!
Come on!
(laughing)
(energetic orchestral music)
- [Soldier] Be careful!
- What?
- End holographic
transmission, sir.
- I can see that, thank you!
(distant laser guns firing)
And what do you want?
- I'd like to have a word with
you, regarding Josh Kirby.
- Why, is there something else
of mine he'd like to destroy?
(ethereal orchestral music)
(worm chattering)
(suspenseful orchestral music)
- They're swarming
all around us.
Do you think they've
discovered that we're gone?
- They're too engrossed
with The Enslaver
to worry about us, yet.
(Prism cooing and chattering)
- [Josh] What's with Prism?
(Prism cooing and chattering)
- He's not lit up
this brightly since
- The last Nullifier piece!
- The last Nullifier piece!
It must be down the worm hole.
- I think the worms are
attracted to The Nullifier, too.
- Just like rats to cheese!
- [Soldier] It must be
coming from over there.
- Where?
- Right off there.
- On the wall there?
- [Soldier] Yes.
- Quick, down the worm hole.
(suspenseful orchestral music)
Come on!
- You all right, Josh?
I'm coming down!
All right, Prism!
Prism, close your eyes!
- Jump!
(Prism cooing and chattering)
- Good!
Josh, this is the
ventilation system,
this will give us access
to the entire fortress!
(dramatic orchestral music)
(creature grunting and cooing)
(creature cooing)
(creature growling and grunting)
(Prism cooing and chattering)
- Well, we've gotta be close.
(Prism cooing and chattering)
Maybe up here.
(Prism cooing and chattering)
(dramatic orchestral music)
- Will you look at that!
- It's okay, Prism.
I think.
Look the worms are glued
to The Nullifier piece.
Just like moths to a flame!
- Being close to The
Nullifier component
seems to have sequestered
their appetite.
- That's it!
- That's it, what's it?
I've heard your
"That's it," before.
- I have a plan!
- Oh-ho no, I thought
I was supposed
to be the brains of this outfit!
- Look I'm telling you,
I know how to round
up all the worms
before they can
do anymore damage!
First I need Azabeth.
- How?
If the guards see us, they'll
throw us back into the brig!
- You're the brains of this
outfit, you figure it out.
Let's go!
(worms cooing and purring)
- I have more than proven myself
to this squadron and
to the Laws of Kang!
I demand that you release
Josh Kirby and the
others immediately!
- You are in no position to
demand anything, young lady!
- I am not a young
lady, Commander!
I am a Warrior, and I
shall be treated as one!
- And where did you acquire
such insolence for your
Commanding Officers, hmm?
Surely that is not
of the ways of Kang.
- Uh-Oh!
- You sure?
- Of course I'm sure!
My keen sense of
direction has no equal
in this, or any
century, anymore.
Well, maybe this way.
- [Azabeth] How dare you!
- Do you hear that?
- Yes!
- [Akira] I cannot believe you
are even saying these words!
These humans have been
here less than 12 hours,
and they've already
caused as much damage
as Dreadnaught's entire army!
They will be
confined to the brig
until I decide
otherwise, is that clear?
- I cannot stand idly
by as my friends,
who have proven their worth
and valor many times over,
rot away in some jail cell!
- Compassion for humans?
Isn't this a pretty
little turn of events?
My how you've changed!
I barely know you at all
Azabeth Siege, my betrothed.
- Wait a minute!
She's gonna marry that tweeb?
- Shhh!
- I have changed.
How could I not when I've been
exposed to ideals and worlds
that you haven't
even dreamed of?
- And what of these
ideals have you seen?
- That we have been hardened,
conditioned by centuries
of fighting and conflict.
(bomb exploding)
- Our ways are suddenly
barbaric to you?
Maybe you would prefer
the life of a slave!
- That is not my point!
I am a Warrior, be it in
this time, or any other!
But what I have learned is that
not everything can be solved
through the slash of a sword,
or the blast of a fist!
- And this Josh Kirby of
yours, he's taught you
all these things that
I could not understand?
This child?
- Have you forgotten
the 10th Code of Kang?
"One who is young in years,
may be old in wisdom."
This child, is wiser
than many I have known
who are twice his age.
- You dare quote the
sacred Codes to me?
This discussion is finished!
- You must release them!
- [Akira] And if I refuse?
- Then you will prove
to all that can hear
that the mighty
Leader of a Thousand
is blinded by petty jealousy.
- Me, jealous of that twerp?
- I owe that twerp my life.
- Regardless, we are
in a combat situation,
and all full-blooded humans
will be confined to the
brig until further notice.
Now, if you'll excuse me,
I'm trying to save my planet!
- Caloong on star!
(ominous orchestral music)
- Excuse me?
- I said caloong on star.
(ominous orchestral music)
I demand a Request of Honor.
If you will not honor my
request for my friend's freedom,
then you leave me no choice.
- Are you mad?
- I am not.
- So be it.
Prepare the arena!
Caloong on star.
(screaming)
- Oh!
- Oh!
Now I think they'll
know we've escaped.
(Prism whimpering
and chattering)
(worms cooing and chattering)
- Oh, this is great,
this is just great!
Go to jail, right?
Go directly to jail!
Do not pass go, and do
not collect $200.00.
- Take them away!
- Now wait!
You gotta listen
to us, all right?
We found a way to--
- Silence!
Your interference has
disrupted my plans long enough!
Besides, Azabeth has bespoken
a request on your behalf,
you're free to go until
the time of the testament.
I must go prepare,
farewell my love.
When next we meet, 'twill
be for the last time.
- Jeez!
- Jeez Louise!
What was that all about?
Is that guy a killjoy or what?
All it was was a little request.
- No!
No little request.
The Request for Honor is a
sacred method among my people
of defending one's convictions,
it is a fight to the death.
- That is absolutely
the most ridiculous thing
I've ever heard you say,
and trust me, you've come up
with some doozies in your day!
Fight to the death?
There's no way I...
You can't do it!
- I must.
- No!
You march right back to
your quarters, young lady!
You can't fight with that
guy, he'll murder you!
- I agree with Josh!
We'll just place ourselves
under house arrest.
- The request has been sealed,
and Akira's honor as a
commander is at stake here.
Noble though your
intentions may be,
I'm obligated to fight anyway.
- What?
(ominous orchestral music)
- Azabeth!
(ominous orchestral music)
I can't honestly believe
you're going through with this.
- I honestly have
no alternative.
It is the way of my people.
I'm fighting for your freedom.
It is no less than what
you would do for me.
- Yeah, but Azabeth!
- Isn't it?
- I wanna help you.
- Then say a prayer.
(ominous orchestral music)
(moves into energetic
orchestral music)
- [Spectator] Akira!
Strike the first blow!
- I can't use my
powers to help Azabeth,
it's only been eight hours,
not enough time's gone by!
- All we can do now, is watch.
Come on, Prism.
(spectators chattering)
(horns blaring)
- [Spectator] Okay, all right!
(ominous orchestral music)
- May Kang be at your side.
- And at yours.
(ominous orchestral music)
- [Spectator] Let's go!
(Prism chattering)
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(spectators yelling
and cheering)
(metal clanging)
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(spectators cheering)
(grunting and straining)
- Congratulations, Commander,
you struck first blood.
- You've gone soft in your
time spent with the humans,
you would not so easily of
lowered your guard before.
- I'm glad my wound amuses you.
- I am not amused!
Your wound pains me twice
as deeply as it does you,
but your insolence towards
the Keeper of the Codes
cannot go unpunished!
- And your arrogance
must not go unchecked!
(frenetic orchestral music)
(spectators cheering)
I think you've forgotten the
11th Code of Kang, Akira!
"An arrogant leader
defeats his purposes."
(frenetic orchestral music)
(spectators cheering)
(swords clanging)
(grunting and screaming)
(frenetic orchestral music)
(swords clanging)
(screaming triumphantly)
(spectators cheering)
- I wonder, would you fight so
vehemently for my affections
as you do the young Josh Kirby?
- I don't fight for
his affections, you
simple-minded dolt!
I fight for his freedom!
- Ee-yah!
(groaning)
(crowd cheering and whistling)
You should never of
come home, Azabeth.
(groaning and straining)
(frenetic orchestral music)
- Azabeth!
- Code of Kang number 17,
"If you're going to
strike, strike don't talk."
(suspenseful orchestral music)
- Do it.
- The caloong on star has ended,
I demand the freedom of Josh
Kirby and his companions.
- It shall be done!
(crowd cheering)
(clapping)
Do it!
- There are far
more productive uses
of my strength at this moment,
and for all our sakes, we
need your strength as well.
Rise Commander, while
we still have a chance!
- I beg of you,
do not let me live
a weakened man.
- You will only
be a weakened man
if you desert your people
when they need you most.
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(door whirring)
Dreadnaught has penetrated
the second level of
our western shields,
even the third level
has reported damage.
Your people need you more
now than they ever have.
- My people need a leader
with a strong heart,
and a clear head, I no
longer fit that description.
- You are one of
the finest Warriors
our history has ever known!
The caloong on star
doesn't change that.
- Oh, really?
I think everything has changed.
I think we need a new
Keeper of the Codes.
I plan to go before the War
Council tomorrow, at dawn,
to submit my resignation
and I expect they'll choose
you as the new leader.
- You can't be serious!
- Why not?
Your skills have
been demonstrated,
your heart seems set.
- What are you trying to say?
- I'm saying that
you've taken my heart
and run it through
with your sword,
and I can't put my
mind at the battle
because all I can think about
is you.
(mellow orchestral music)
- I told you,
Josh Kirby is my friend,
and nothing more.
- I heard your words.
I also see the look in your
eyes when you're with him.
You have to make a choice
between him and me,
I think you've made it.
(mellow orchestral music)
- I can't think about
those choices right now,
and neither can you!
There is only one person
who can save our people
from this terrible
time right now,
and he is standing
right in front of me!
(mellow orchestral music)
Save us, Akira!
Or I won't have a chance
to decide upon a husband.
(mellow orchestral music)
(door whirring)
(bomb exploding)
(door whirring)
- [Soldier] Stand by!
(dramatic orchestral music)
(soldiers chattering)
- Well, it's refreshing to see
that something's been left
unravaged by those demon worms.
(metal clanging)
(groaning)
(Prism chattering)
- Look, I'm sorry if I
caused any trouble, sir.
- Trouble? (laughs)
- What is the extent of
the damage, Commander?
- Our airborne fleet has
been reduced to a dismal few,
and our entire weapons
deck has been eaten.
I trust with your freedom
you've managed to find a way
to harness these
pets before they take
to devouring the very
flesh from our bones.
- Well yeah, as a
matter of fact we have.
- Oh, well tell me
then, I'm all ears!
(alarm beeping)
- Incoming message
from Dreadnaught's
ship, Commander!
- Bring it down.
(maniacal laughing)
- I like what you've
done with the place,
it suits you! (laughs)
- I trust you aren't here
for decorating insights,
what is it you want?
- Oh, you know what I want!
The enslavement of your
entire planet. (laughs)
- Well, you're in a
chipper mood today.
- I'm always happy when I win.
- Oh, but you haven't won yet.
- Don't threaten me
with verb tenses.
Win, won, it's all inevitable.
- If I were you I wouldn't be
so quick to move in just yet,
or you might find yourself
at the wrong end of
an angry laser beam!
- And if I were you,
which by the way I thank
heaven that I'm not! (laughs)
I would hold my threats,
'cause after all, I could
just as easily kill you,
as to make you my serving boy.
- The day I succumb to
serving you, is the day I die!
- Well, than that would
be ah, today! (laughs)
- Blast you Dreadnaught!
You have not defeated
us, do you hear me?
Not while there is breath in
my body, and fire in my soul!
- Spoken like a desperate man,
if there ever was one.
(laughs maniacally)
(fist thudding)
- [Azabeth] It's not over
yet, you said so yourself!
- I was bluffing.
- But what of Josh Kirby's plan?
- Oh that is true, we have not
heard Josh Kirby's plan yet.
So tell us, boy, what have you
in that mind of yours, hmm?
(laser guns firing)
- Really?
- Why not, things
can't get any worse.
- All right!
First I need The
Nullifier components.
- Of course, we'll use
your Nullifier weapon
to destroy Dreadnaught's ship.
Quotient, bring the
possessions of the Earthling
to the Command Center, at once!
- Yes, sir.
(door whirring)
- Um, that's not exactly it.
You see, The Nullifier is
useless without all the pieces,
and so far, we've
only found three.
But for what we need right
now, three is enough.
This is the cheese that's gonna
lead the rats right to us.
- Josh Kirby please,
enough with your 20th
century metaphors.
- What?
- The Nullifier's what the
prehistoric worms are after.
- Now of course, this bizarre
occurrence leads itself
to a hypothesis which
is deeply rooted--
- Ah, Irwin!
How long are we gonna keep
circling this airport, huh?
- Of course!
Now, you see the worms
are seeking the comfort
of a blanket from
their own period,
which of course is impossible!
Therefore, they find themselves
gravitating toward something
which, like themselves,
has traveled through time.
First of all, they fix
themselves on my Time Pod,
and then onto The
Nullifier components.
- Yeah, so we each take
a piece of the component,
and we try and draw the worms
into a central location.
- And we suggest the
transportation hangar.
- Not on your life!
Those worms have
already destroyed
all but one of our air
fleet, and I will not
jeopardize our only means of
escape on some human theory!
What are your thoughts on
the subject, or dare I ask?
- Well, as a great
commander once said,
"Things can't get any worse."
- Sir, the shear
generators indicate
that we have just under two
hours of protection left.
- Proceed.
And let us pray to
Kang that you're right!
(mellow orchestral music)
(moves into suspenseful
orchestral music)
- I must say, I was
very proud of the way
you handled yourself back there.
- Well if you must,
then you should.
- You've become quite
the Warrior, Josh Kirby.
Decisive strategist, and
sometimes almost good company.
- Well, I haven't
done anything yet.
(mellow orchestral music)
- More than you realize.
(mellow orchestral music)
- Let's make our way
back towards the hangar,
'cause with this Nullifier
component as bait,
the worms are
bound to follow us.
- Good thinking.
- Oh! (groans)
(ethereal orchestral music)
- This is ludicrous.
Where are those blasted
worms when I need them?
(dramatic orchestral music)
(soldiers chattering)
(distant laser guns firing)
(control console beeping)
- I hope Josh Kirby
knows what he's doing.
- I doubt very much that
he knows what he's doing,
but he has a plan nonetheless.
I have traveled down
the very corridors of
time with that boy,
and he's yet to let me down.
- But on the other hand,
these worms of yours...
(control panel beeping)
- Will you stop
calling them my worms?
They are not my worms!
I did not create them!
Not one cubular segment of
their slimy little bodies!
They are not my worms!
Do you understand?
- It was just a
figure of speech.
(exhaling)
(whimsical orchestral music)
(worms chattering and cooing)
(screaming)
(dramatic orchestral music)
- Which way?
- Um...
- Um?
- That way!
- Now, you're sure?
- Kang says, "When in
doubt, turn right."
- That's a Code of Kang?
- Number seven!
- [Azabeth] Whoa!
- [Josh] Hello!
- [Azabeth] Worms!
- [Josh] This way!
(dramatic orchestral music)
(worms cooing and chattering)
Comin' your way, guys!
They're right behind us,
and they're movin' fast!
- We're just about ready.
- [Josh] We don't have
time for just about, Irwin,
these worms are on our tail!
- Look, you worry about
leading those pestilent things
up in the right direction,
let me worry about
the spacecraft!
- [Josh] Here we come!
(dramatic orchestral music)
- Josh Kirby the
worms are increasing
their pursuit of
The Nullifier piece!
- The colorful human
metaphor would be, scram!
(worms chattering)
(dramatic orchestral music)
Here they come!
- Make way, here they come!
It's your plan, it's your piece!
- Are we set?
- You bet!
Now once you're inside,
press the red button
on the control console,
this will start the
launch procedure.
But be quick, you've
only got 45 seconds
to get out of the ship and
behind that hangar door
before she blasts off!
- 45 seconds, a piece of cake.
- You realize if you
fail, you're sending
our last means of escape
right into enemy hands.
- Relax pal, I'm a
Time Warrior. (clicks)
(worms chattering)
- [Irwin] Professor Quotient.
(worms chattering)
- All right, come on!
Hey you, the ugly one
in the front, let's go!
Come on, here they are, come on!
(worms chattering)
(whimsical orchestral music)
Come on.
(worms chattering)
(whimsical orchestral music)
(door banging)
(dramatic orchestral music)
(worms chattering)
(engines revving)
- Come on, Josh.
- Come on, Josh.
(engines revving)
- All right.
All right, come on.
That's good.
Good, good, just like
the ABC's, all right.
(worms chattering)
(dramatic orchestral music)
Come on!
(worms chattering)
(dramatic orchestral music)
All right.
(worms chattering)
(dramatic orchestral music)
- Hurry up, Josh Kirby!
(worms cooing)
(dramatic orchestral music)
- Oh no!
No!
Azabeth, I'm stuck!
(dramatic orchestral music)
Help!
- What's he yelling?
- I'm stuck!
- Something's wrong!
- Come on, it's my foot, it's
my foot, get my foot out!
Pull, pull-pull!
(straining)
(dramatic orchestral music)
- Run!
- [Josh] Run!
- They're coming!
(dramatic orchestral music)
(panting and gasping)
(engines firing)
Did you get them all?
- I certainly hope so!
(panting and gasping)
- All right, let's go back
to the Commander Center
and figure us a trap!
- Come on!
(panting and gasping)
I've rigged a radio-control
device inside the carrier.
So, when Dreadnaught
hears your call,
he'll think the transmission's
actually coming
from the carrier.
(transformer exploding)
- All right then.
- Here goes everything!
(transmitter beeping)
- This is Akira Storm with
a class-one distress call,
Dreadnaught has left
me no other recourse
but to flee my home world.
I repeat, this is a
class-one distress call,
I'm in need of
immediate assistance!
- [Dreadnaught] Don't
worry Akira, I'll help you.
- [Akira] Dreadnaught, no!
- [Dreadnaught] Yes-s-s-s.
(dramatic orchestral music)
- He's taking the carrier
into his tractor beam.
(suspenseful orchestral music)
- He's buyin' it!
- It's working!
- Closer.
Closer!
(transmitter beeping)
That's it, the
carrier's on board!
(mellow orchestral music)
- So, what happens now?
(bomb exploding)
(mellow orchestral music)
- Well, we wait.
(foreboding orchestral music)
(distant laser guns firing)
(mellow anticipatory
orchestral music)
Hey.
What's with that?
- What?
- That!
Nothing!
I don't hear anything!
- The attack has stopped!
- (laughs) You did it,
Josh Kirby you did it!
(laughing)
- Yes!
(laughing)
(Dreadnaught screaming)
- You rebel dogs!
I'll have you splayed for this!
Do you hear me, Akira! (screams)
- [Dreadnaught Soldier]
They're everywhere!
The worms have eaten all
our gravity stabilizers!
We're gonna have to--
- Silence, you fool!
We must-stand-strong!
(worms cooing and chattering)
(screams) Get this thing
off of me! (screams)
- [Dreadnaught Soldier]
Sir, we have no other option
but to surrender, we must
abandon ship immediately!
- I'd rather die
than abandon my ship!
(hologram buzzing)
I'd rather die than abandon my--
(ship exploding)
- [Kang Soldier] It's gone!
(dramatic orchestral music)
(creature grunting and growling)
(dramatic orchestral music)
(space suit ringing)
(dramatic orchestral music)
(space suit ringing)
(dramatic orchestral music)
(space suit ringing)
(dramatic orchestral music)
- What are you lookin' at?
(creature whimpering
and growling)
(cosmic whooshing)
It will take far more
than you, Josh Kirby,
to stop me from my destiny!
I am coming young Time Warrior,
and I'm coming to
put things right
once and for all!
(cosmic whooshing)
(dramatic orchestral music)
- Josh Kirby.
Thank you for your help.
- Well, it's the least I can do.
After all, it looks like
I'm gonna be living here
for the rest of my life.
- There's nothing Irwin can do?
- Even for the first smartest
guy in the 25th century,
he still has his limits.
He has no way of jump-starting
us into the Time Stream.
- Well, you saved
my home planet so,
you're a hero here as well.
- Well, there still
are some in this joint
who treat us like the plague.
- Akira.
(door whirring)
- Bingo!
(door whirring)
Lover boy!
- Arranged marriages
on my planet
are a time-honored tradition,
it has nothing to do with
romantic affection or
love as you know it.
It's done out of necessity.
- Oh, so you don't
love this guy?
- No, of course not.
- Well, looks as if
everything will be as it was
in no time at all!
- No, everything can't
be as it was, Akira.
- But I thought now
that you're back here
permanently you'd...
Why do you look
so glum now, hmm?
This is a day of victory.
- But Josh and
Irwin are trapped,
away from their home planet
and I am empathetic
towards their feelings.
- As a Warrior of Kang
you should well know
that no victory is
gained without some loss.
Besides, you should be happy
to be back with your own people,
not off gallivanting in
the company of humans.
But according to the
12th Code of Kang,
I must remain at
Josh Kirby's side
until my life-debt
is repaid to him.
- The 21 Codes were
not meant for humans.
- Has the path of Kang
taught you nothing thus far?
If the 21 Codes of Kang did
not apply to all humans,
then they do not apply to me!
It is stated in the 21st
and final Code of Kang,
"No soul can live in freedom,
"so long as another
remains enslaved."
Your attitudes and actions
against the humans are,
are no better than
Dreadnaught's were against us.
- Your time spent
with the humans
was bountiful indeed, Azabeth.
I apologize, your
wisdom and tolerance
is even greater than
your skill as a Warrior.
I believe you all
have much to teach us.
- We all have much
to teach each other.
- What up?
The 12 hours are up and
it doesn't look like
I'm gonna need my Time
Warrior powers after all.
(door exploding)
(groaning and shouting)
(Prism cooing and chattering)
(dramatic orchestral music)
- I still don't
have your spleen,
I've come for it now!
(growling and yelling)
(frenetic orchestral music)
Lower your weapons,
or I air out her
brain the hard way!
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(Prism wailing)
Do it!
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(weapons dropping)
(Dreadnaught laughing)
Oh, my dear!
Your hologram does
not do you justice!
(suspenseful orchestral music)
- (sniffs) Neither does yours.
- Your grievance is with me.
- Oh, my grievance
is with you, huh?
Well, you don't give
the orders anymore.
You know, all's I
wanted was a few slaves.
Why'd ya have to go and destroy
my ship, my crew, my empire?
- I did nothing
but select a path,
the choice I had to, to
make me a better person.
(suspenseful orchestral music)
- Well that's why you're
gonna have to pay...
With her life!
(shouting and screaming)
(frenetic orchestral music)
(screaming and growling)
(frenetic orchestral music)
(screaming)
(cosmic whooshing)
(baby cooing)
- What happened?
- Where's Dreadnaught?
(baby chattering)
(wondrous orchestral music)
- Your new Time
Warrior powers...
It must work both ways!
- You mean this...
- You have just zapped
Dreadnaught back into infancy.
- Aw, get outta here!
- You hold in your hands,
a bouncing baby Enslaver.
- Oh come on, I'm not ready
for fatherhood, take him!
- He looks so harmless!
(baby cooing)
- Almost is...
- Cute.
- Cute?
Cute.
It's a rat fink in diapers!
- Not necessarily.
What you see before
you is a clean slate.
A soul which is now erased
of all life's pains
and pleasures.
There's a choice of
two different paths,
the ultimate choice.
- A chance for goodness.
- Yes.
A chance for goodness.
But we'll all have to wait to
see where this chance leads.
- Commander!
I believe--
- No, not in that
order, you nitwit!
(dramatic orchestral music)
(screaming)
(cosmic whooshing)
(thunder rolling)
(dramatic orchestral music)
- What's happened?
Where are we?
(Prism chattering)
- Irwin, look The
Nullifier components!
- Great jumping meteors,
it's a fifth component!
- Yeah, but how?
- No Josh, Josh wait a
minute, that's no tinker toy!
At the moment, these
components are recharging,
their energy at the moment
is pure Zandarian dynamite!
- Well what is it, electricity?
- No, not electricity.
But it's energy.
The equivalent of
enough jigawatts
to power a thousand Time Pods,
or to zap a young man such as
yourself into molecular dust.
- [Josh] Eek!
- Well, how much time will
they take to recharge?
- Well let's see, C plus
energy, plus time expanded,
at the bump-a-dump-a-dump-a-dum,
and carry the one--
- You have no idea, do you?
- In a word, no.
But I do know that if you
had touched any of these,
you would of become
the equivalent of a
human lightning rod.
- Oh, so it's kinda like the
key on Ben Franklin's kite?
- Irwin, the question is,
how in the Name of
Kang did we get here?
- Well even though
these five components
are separate at the moment,
when the four of them
were joined together,
they were able to
create enough power
to transport
themselves across time,
and to get in touch
with the first
of the two remaining components.
It also created enough power
to drag us through the
vortex of the energy.
- Well, I can see why you're
the second most brilliant
man of the 25th century.
- Oh no, now that I defeated
Zoetrope, I'm the first.
It's lonely at the top.
(ground rumbling)
(Prism chattering)
- What is that?
What is that?
It's an earthquake!
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(screaming)
(ground rumbling)
(frenetic orchestral music)
(screaming)
- The Nullifier
components, they're gone!
- Azabeth?
- Lopdrosters?
These are a delicacy
on my planet!
(teeth crunching)
- Ouch!
- Holy...
- Ooh, that didn't
tickle, you know!
- I'm sorry, I didn't know I...
- Irwin.
- Yeah.
- Irwin um, what's happening?
- They're fascinating.
Fungi!
- [Josh] Yeah, yeah they look
like they could be fun guys.
- No, no, no, no,
not fun guys, fun-gi.
I mean, parasitic
bacterial organisms
that thrive mainly on
moisture and nitrogen.
- Yeah, yeah they're mushrooms.
I hate mushrooms, I hate 'em!
Except on pizza.
- Where I come from,
they are much smaller,
we call them lopdrosters and,
and they don't have faces,
and they don't speak!
(cosmic tinkling)
(whimsical orchestral music)
(Prism chattering and cooing)
- [Lopdroster] Oh beloved Furry
One, all great and powerful!
You have finally come to
deliver us from The Muncher!
(Prism cooing)
- [All Lopdrosters] We
pledge our undying loyalty,
oh Furry One!
- [Josh] Irwin?
- [Irwin] Yeah?
- Irwin, why are they
praying to Prism?
- Well, apparently
they must think
Prism is some form of deity!
- Yeah right, a furry one!
- Yes, well they're right!
Well I mean, they're
half right because
on the planet Prism comes from
for six lunar
progressions of the year
he does, indeed,
grow a coat of fur!
- Oh, cool!
- No-no, not, not cool,
you see the fur is--
- I get it Irwin, I get it!
- [All Lopdrosters] Pledge
our undying loyalty,
oh Furry One.
(Prism cooing)
We pledge our undying
loyalty, oh Furry One.
- Be careful with
Prism, Mushroom Fuey!
He's one of a kind!
- [All Lopdrosters] We
pledge our undying loyalty,
oh Furry One.
We pledge our undying
loyalty, oh Furry One.
We pledge our undying
loyalty, oh Furry One.
(Prism chattering)
- Thank you for delivering
the Furry One, back
to his rightful place!
You have proven yourselves
to be worthy servants.
Hey, you can go now!
- [Azabeth] I...
- Azabeth!
- Don't worry Josh,
she's probably
just a little bit woozy from
the air down here, that's all.
- I feel so weak.
So tired, I...
- Irwin, Irwin that
mushroom she ate.
(light tinkling music)
- It could be that these fungi
aren't meant for consumption
by carbon-based life forms.
- You mean she's poisoned!
- That could very
well be the case, yes.
- It's not my fault, she
took a bite out of me!
(light tinkling music)
This is too much!
- She won't die, will she?
I mean, she only took one bite.
- Well, organisms have
different tolerances
relative to a dose of
poison, the line between
no effect at all and a lethal
dose, can be very thin.
- It's all right,
(inhales) I'm better now.
- Okay.
- [Narrator] On the next
chapter of Josh Kirby...
Time Warrior!
(cosmic whooshing)
- Irwin, we've gotta
find an antidote!
- But where, how?
- Our king will know
what to do, come!
(trumpet blaring)
- I summon the Royal Doctor!
(trumpets blaring)
- Very bad, only one antidote.
Must taste from one
'Shroom spores, Puffball.
- [Josh] So, where do we
find this Puffball guy?
- Nightmare Hollow!
(dramatic orchestral music)
No one who goes there
will ever return alive!
(suspenseful orchestral music)
- Well, I'm obviously
in the right place,
and the right time.
(screaming)
(lights buzzing)
- Stingers!
These things sting like
bees back home, only worse!
- Leave and make tracks!
(stingers buzzing)
On the other side of that
bridge, is Nightmare Hollow.
(mellow orchestral music)
- [Azabeth] The nether regions.
- [Lopdroster] The evil place.
- [Irwin] The epitomal image
of Dante's hellish inferno.
- [Josh] Yeah, so in other
words, we gotta watch our butts.
- Josh Kirby run!
(rope whirling)
- Oh no!
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(bridge crashing)
(lava bubbling)
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(guttural growling)
(screaming)
(suspenseful orchestral music)
- Don't look in his eyes!
(suspenseful orchestral music)
- [Josh] We're looking for
a 'Shroom called Puffball,
and we need him right now!
- [Creature] Well, I
will take you to them.
- [Irwin] She's slipping
rather quickly, Josh.
(whimsical orchestral music)
- Where's Puffball, where is he?
(whimsical orchestral music)
(wind howling)
- Josh!
(suspenseful orchestral music)
- Five minutes.
- Great jumping ions!
(suspenseful orchestral music)
You're summoning up
your own time storm!
Josh, be careful!
(whimsical orchestral music)
(moves into mellow
orchestral music)
(moves into dramatic
orchestral music)
(moves into mellow
orchestral music)
(MultiCom Jingle)
(moves into suspenseful
orchestral music)
- My name is Josh Kirby.
I was just your
average 9th grader,
my biggest problem was
getting good grades.
And my idea of excitement
was racing my bicycle.
(school bell ringing)
Yes!
I never thought time
would catch up with me.
But I couldn't have imagined,
(train horn blaring)
that hundreds of years from now,
mankind would invent
The Nullifier,
a device capable of controlling,
or destroying the Universe.
- [Alien] Prepare for the storm.
- [Josh] A scientist
named Irwin 1138,
tried to disassemble
and hide The Nullifier,
but even he couldn't stop--
- [Irwin] Dr. Zoetrope!
(laser guns firing)
(triumphant orchestral music)
- [Dr. Zoetrope] Give
me The Nullifier!
- [Irwin] You are
too late, Zoetrope!
- [Dr. Zoetrope] It's
never too late for me!
- Irwin and Zoetrope have
been chasing each other
across the Time Stream,
trying to be the first to
find The Nullifier's pieces.
This time, they're
gonna land in 1995.
The place, my front yard!
Now, I'm going along for
the ride of all time!
What's goin' on,
well where are we?
- [Irwin] I hope you're prepared
to do battle, young man.
This will be a war through time,
and Dr. Zoetrope will
take no prisoners!
(frenetic orchestral music)
- [Josh] We've got
help from a Warrior!
- My name is Azabeth Siege.
- Oh, she's amazing!
And a magical creature called
Prism to show us the way.
Together we're on a
quest through time,
visiting different worlds
to fight for The
Nullifier's pieces.
- [Dr. Zoetrope] I'm
obviously in the right place,
and the right time.
- Because if Zoetrope ever
assembles The Nullifier,
he'll conquer time itself.
I've gotta try and
save the Universe.
(triumphant orchestral music)
I was just a 14 year-old kid
before my adventure began,
but now I'm Josh
Kirby, Time Warrior.
(triumphant orchestral music)
(moves into mellow
orchestral music)
- [Narrator] On the last chapter
of Josh Kirby... Time Warrior!
- Oh, oh!
Whoa!
(leaves crunching)
- I have tried every trick
in the time travel
book to locate Josh.
There is the off chance
that Zoetrope's slightly
superior intellect
may enhance his ability to
pinpoint Josh's location.
- Josh and I are going
into Nightmare Forest.
- Nightmare Forest?
- [Dr. Zoetrope] It's
true, he is a Time Warrior.
- Well, I say we take
care of that big bully
once and for all!
(suspenseful orchestral music)
- I'd love to stay
everyone, but there are
three more of these deadly
components gone down.
Hey, Dr. Zoetrope's after us!
(spaceship banging)
- Commencing efficiency action!
(bombs exploding)
- Turn the pod around!
- What?
We're not turning!
(train horn blaring)
- What are you waiting for?
Go ahead and use one of your
one-in-a-billion Time
Warrior powers and save us!
(ethereal orchestral music)
(moves into suspenseful
orchestral music)
- By the Codes of Kang,
Irwin do something!
- Do something!
Pull off, pull off!
- I'm trying, I'm trying!
(suspenseful orchestral music)
- Zoetrope's right behind us!
Look, where I come from,
if a machine goes nuts,
there's only one sure-fire
method of repair! (strains)
(straining)
Whoa!
Whoa!
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(screaming)
(train horn blaring)
(screaming)
We did it!
- We did it?
We did it?
- We did it.
- [Irwin] We did it,
we did it, we did it!
- We did it!
We did it!
We-- (groans)
- Do not let your emotions
get the better of
you, Josh Kirby!
- We were almost
blown to smithereens!
- And I am certain we
will almost be again,
but I hardly think
that's appropriate
behavior for a Warrior!
- Warrior?
What Warrior?
I'm a 9th grader!
Woo-hoo!
- Yeah, we did it!
We did it!
I did it!
Oh, I am now the first
smartest man in the Galaxy,
in the Universe, in
the 25th Century,
in the whole of the Time Stream!
As it should be!
(laughs) Oh, who knew that
victory could taste this sweet!
Oh, fare thee well you no good--
- Irwin!
- Yes, yes Josh?
- Look, the guy's dead, should
we really be celebrating?
Look, I know he was a
crumb and all but...
- Josh, my boy!
That no goodnik
Zoetrope threatened to
destroy all of time,
just for his own selfish end!
He showed no
compassion, or remorse,
as he went through and
destroyed Galaxy, after Galaxy.
Why should I?
- While I agree with
you, we must also respect
the souls of soldiers
who died in battle
fighting for their cause, good
or bad, as the case may be!
- But you two are acting as
if he was on some kind of
noble quest, and
not on a mission
to decimate the Time Stream!
His demise, untimely as it
may seem, is cosmic Karma!
(Prism purring and chattering)
Surely there's a Code of
Kang in here somewhere!
Come on everybody,
let's pat ourselves on
the back, we saved time!
- That is true!
But there is still
much damage to correct
throughout the Time Stream,
and time is wasting!
- Excuse me, can we at
least catch our breath?
Come on Beth!
- Azabeth, Josh Kirby.
Azabeth, I do not
call you Osh Kirby!
- Yeah, thank Kang
for small favors.
Is it really that hard to relax?
- I will relax when the Time
Stream is back in order,
when my debt to you is repaid,
and when I am back
with my own people.
- Yeah, and all this time
I thought you some kind of
crush on me, or something!
(mellow orchestral music)
- Well, everything's back
to normal again, it seems.
(alarm blaring)
- Now, what is that?
- Uh-oh, clogged
intake valve, hmm.
Must have time barnacles.
All right Josh, come on,
cut the forward thrusters.
- Um, time barnacles, huh?
I thought they only
grew in the ocean.
- No, no, no, no, no.
No, they're living organisms
which are indigenous
to the Time Stream.
It seems that they're drawn
to all kinds of warm surfaces,
particularly to
our intake valves.
- It looks as if there's eggs
stuck in the barnacles it...
- Whoa, look at the
size of those suckers!
- I've never seen anything
like these eggs before.
Better get them in
to inspect them.
- Are you certain that
is the correct procedure?
After all, we have
no idea what reaction
these alien eggs will have
to the oxygenated
atmosphere of the Time Pod.
- Yeah lady, think
what we could learn
from examining these eggs!
Besides, we'll have to clean
out the intake valve anyway.
- Yeah, would you let
the man do his job!
I mean, after all,
they look pretty cool!
- Bring 'em in Josh.
(ethereal orchestral music)
(eggs squeaking and purring)
(device beeping and ringing)
Amazing!
According to my reading,
these eggs date at
70 million years BC!
- Wow!
They're like pre,
pre, prehistoric eggs!
They must of gotten
sucked into hyper-time,
and then attached to
those time barnacles.
- I suggest we
proceed with caution.
(eggs squeaking and purring)
- What's that noise?
(Prism chattering)
What's up, buddy?
- The eggs, they're moving!
- No, they're hatching!
(eggs squeaking and purring)
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(worms purring and chattering)
(whimsical orchestral music)
(Prism chattering)
- Hey, what's wrong?
What's wrong with Prism?
- Oh, he remembers Bartholomew.
- Bartholo-who?
- Bartholomew.
My boa constrictor.
You see, before I made
your acquaintances,
I kept a pet snake.
The deluded creature once
tried to ingest Prism.
Whole.
(mellow orchestral music)
Since then, anything
that wriggles
gives Prism the heebie-jeebies.
(whimsical orchestral music)
- Oh, this is too cool!
Wow!
- Amazing!
Look how they interact,
even at infancy.
- Not to worry, Prism.
(whimsical orchestral music)
They seem harmless enough.
(chuckles) I must apologize,
it appears I was mistaken.
- Mistaken?
No, it happens all the time.
Not to me, of course.
(worms cooing and chattering)
- Oh, come on.
Come on!
(whimsical orchestral music)
- Look at him!
(laughing)
He's a girl!
(laughing)
Hey, where you goin' to?
(worm cooing and chattering)
- Oh, oh, oh! (screams)
(screaming)
- What's happening?
Get off of her!
- Oh, it's tickling me!
It's tickling me and I
can't stop! (screams)
- Give her to me, here,
here, here, here, here, here.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
settle down, settle down!
Hey, why'd you do that?
How 'bout that?
A fate worse than death!
Hey, here come here.
Come here, oh buddy.
Oh, you're heavy!
Hey, where're you
from, little guy?
(Prism chattering)
(Prism groaning)
(suspenseful orchestral music)
- Solid titanium!
- Those little critters...
(worms cooing and chattering)
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(electrical arcing)
(alarm blaring)
- Are feeding on the Time Pod!
- Oh no!
(frenetic orchestral music)
(alarm blaring)
- Where are they now?
- They're everywhere!
(alarm blaring)
(frenetic orchestral music)
- That's awful, they're
eating everything!
- Oh, are there any other
intellectual observations
you'd like to make?
- Hey, what are we gonna do?
- I'm thinking, I'm thinking!
- Well think harder,
we're in trouble!
- We're losing control!
(engine exploding)
(frenetic orchestral music)
(electrics arcing)
(alarm blaring)
- The structural
frame of the Time Pod,
if that goes, we're doomed!
(alarm blaring)
- They're going after
The Nullifier pieces!
(frenetic orchestral music)
(laughing)
- No, they musn't get hold
of The Nullifier components!
- Rip.
Your.
Head.
Off!
(laughing and screaming)
- (groans) Ow!
- Thank you very
much, Josh Kirby!
I hope to repay you
for the favor some day!
- Josh, for all our sakes
come and grab this arm,
we're losing our trajectory!
Grab the arm!
(alarm blaring)
(cosmic shocking)
- Oh-Oh!
(alarm blaring)
- Wait, crash positions
everybody, hold on!
- Quick, under the
console, hurry!
- Josh, put her next
to the Time Pod!
- No!
Oh God!
(screaming)
(cosmic thrusting)
(Time Pod crashing)
(alarm weakly sounding)
(whimsical orchestral music)
(door crashing and hissing)
(worms chattering and purring)
(dramatic orchestral music)
(worms chattering)
- Even this cold
doesn't stop them!
- Yeah, how nice for them.
- This cold is somehow familiar.
(ethereal orchestral music)
(metal creaking and crashing)
- My beautiful Time Pod!
Ruined!
(whimsical orchestral music)
Time hopping leeches! (screams)
Oh!
Oh!
The years.
The sacrifice.
(mellow orchestral music)
Alas, poor Time Pod.
I knew its ratios.
(mellow orchestral music)
Unfortunately, this
little development
terminates our objective.
Totally.
Unequivocally.
- You mean we're stuck here?
- Only slaves, forever!
(worms cooing and chattering)
- Hey, they're getting away!
- Good riddance to bad rubbish.
(mellow orchestral music)
- Maybe all is not for not.
This building is
somehow familiar.
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(guns cocking)
- [Soldier] There they are!
(suspenseful orchestral music)
- Azabeth Siege!
Where in the 12 moons
of Meagan have you been?
- Sir, I beg your forgiveness
for my untimely departure,
and I pray that my actions
will not be deemed treasonous
to the Codes of Kang,
nor his followers.
- Azabeth, who's this clown?
- Show some respect, Josh Kirby!
This is Akira Storm,
Leader of a Thousand,
and keeper of the
21 Codes of Kang.
- Oh!
- Stand woman, and
give me a look at you.
There's no suspicion of treason
to the great resistance,
we give humble thanks
to the all-knowing Kang
for bringing you safely
back into the fold.
We all feared for the worst
when you did not return,
and now, such a
dramatic entrance,
and at no great expense
to our secured perimeters.
- Quite honestly, my arrival
here was totally by accident.
We had been wandering
through the Time Stream
for what seemed
like an eternity,
when we happened upon
a nest of worm's eggs.
- Worm eggs?
- The eggs hatched
a pod of worms,
which ate entirely
through the Time Pod
in which I was traveling.
- Metal-eating worms
from the Time Stream?
Come now.
- I swear it by Kang!
- So, where are these worms now?
- They seemed to have burrowed
through into the bedrock.
- And how are they
to be terminated?
- I'm at a loss for a solution.
- Maybe you could kill
'em with all that hot air.
- Silence!
- They are with me.
- With you?
- Josh Kirby, the young
one, saved my life.
- Oh, he did, did he?
- He's no older than a pup!
- Barely older than you
when you joined the
Great Resistance.
- You compare me to a human?
I fear your time spent
away from our struggle
was not the most
productive of your life.
- Nonetheless, I am home now,
and all by their good graces!
- Very well then.
We must discuss battle
strategies at once.
Dreadnaught the
Enslaver and his forces
have had us under constant
siege since your depart.
There's much I have to
brief you on, let us hurry!
- But Commander,
about the worms I--
- I'm afraid there are far
more pressing battles to be won
before we can worry
about these, ah, worms.
- I--
- I don't know how much
longer we can hold
Dreadnaught at bay.
Craygar, Valtan!
Secure the breach to
the exterior walls,
stable the humans
in the brig then--
- Stable the humans?
- [Soldier] Come on!
- Excuse me?
- Akira!
- [Soldier] We should
search for weapons.
- Commander Storm,
they are with me!
- And we are at war, and I
cannot compromise this station
by allowing two
humans to remain free,
humans who already infected
this battle station
with some type of a
metal-corroding parasite.
- Hey!
That was an accident
those things got loose!
- For all we know,
they could be spies for
Dreadnaught himself.
- Commander!
- Our last military installation
is on the brink of collapse,
and you wanna argue
about a couple of humans?
I will have none of this,
do you understand me?
- You are the keeper of
the 21 Codes of Kang,
I will obey your orders.
- What?
How can you do this to us?
- I am bound by duty,
and the Codes of--
- Codes of Kang to do so, right?
Yeah, I know.
Is this how I'm repaid
for saving your life?
- I will do what I can with
Akira, but we are at war.
- Take them away!
Let's go!
- [Soldier] Take his pack!
What have we got here?
(Prism chattering)
- What is going on now?
- [Soldier] Sir, I think you
should have a look at this.
(Prism chattering)
- Yet another infiltrator
to undermine our defenses.
Take this malignancy
into custody,
no doubt the brains
of the operation.
- What? Brains? Him?
(wind howling)
- Just as I suspected,
they're smuggling
weapons into our complex.
- No, no, no, no, no,
that is not a weapon!
Well I mean, not yet.
We have got to find the
other Nullifier pieces--
- Nullifier?
I've heard quite enough, take
them to the brig immediately!
Scoddin, take this to our
science officer at once!
- [Scoddin] Yes, sir!
(militaristic orchestral music)
- [Soldier] Move along!
(militaristic orchestral music)
(moves into ethereal
orchestral music)
(moves into suspenseful
orchestral music)
(metal crashing)
(groaning)
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(straining and groaning)
(mellow orchestral music)
- I hate you!
(metal clanging)
Blast you!
Cold and uncaring as ever!
Untouched, while those
who follow your call
stand at the brink
of ruin and death!
Well, I am here to tell you,
I am not going to
stand with them!
(glass shattering)
(mellow orchestral music)
I've come to renounce you, Kang.
Ever since I've been
with the humans,
all I've been able to think
about was getting back here,
to my people.
(mellow orchestral music)
To the home of Kang,
the Great Liberator!
Well, now I wish
I'd never come back!
I'm going to leave this
place and this time,
I'm not coming back!
(mellow orchestral music)
Your home is where
you choose to live,
and I cannot live in a
place where my friends
are thrown into a prison cell
because of some 100
year-old prejudice.
I'm going to
liberate my friends,
and we are going to find
a way off this planet.
I'm half human.
Maybe I'll go live with
Josh Kirby on his Earth,
after we've repaired
the Time Stream.
(mellow orchestral music)
As he would say,
"I'm outta here!"
(bomb exploding)
Oh!
(mellow orchestral music)
Why have the Codes,
which have done so much
good for my people,
serve the humans so poorly?
(mellow orchestral music)
And why does this cold planet
have such a hold over my heart?
(mellow orchestral music)
I know I can't leave!
But I also know I
cannot stand here
and live with this injustice!
(mellow orchestral music)
- Josh, will you stop that?
- Don't look at me.
(Prism purring and chattering)
(bomb exploding)
How are we gonna get outta here?
- Oh-ho, how are we going
to get out of this time?
- Stuck on a planet
full of Azabeths.
Not that that's all
bad, I want you to know.
But some of these people
are colder than an
ice box in Antarctica.
- They don't hold us
in high regard either.
- (exhales) Well, I
just wanna go home.
I wanna see if my
dad's all right.
And my friends.
I wanna change my clothes!
And how many
twisted time periods
can someone save wearing
the same clothes?
Not that many!
(straining)
These bars are as
tough as steel!
- Tougher than steel.
- Oh, hello there
Benedict Arnold!
- I do not understand
this sarcasm.
- Well how 'bout this one?
Hi, you traitor!
- I told you that I would
do all that I could,
but Akira is in a
difficult position,
and my absence from the fight
may have jeopardized the
situation even further.
- Yeah, I'll bet.
- I must abide by his decisions.
Our forces have put
up an admirable fight,
but Dreadnaught pushes ever
closer to enslaving my people!
This battle station
is our last hope!
If Dreadnaught succeeds
in breaching the walls
of this fortress, then the last
free survivors of my people
will be prey to his vile plans!
- So, let us help!
Irwin is now the
first most brilliant
man of the 25th century.
- Yes, Josh is quite right.
I mean that is, we could be
of invaluable service
to your fight.
- I'm afraid you don't
know my people very well.
Very headstrong.
- Oh, no!
- And very wary of outsiders!
It was the colonization
of the planet by humans
that led to the original
enslavement in the 25th century.
Kang freed my people,
and he set about laws
which were intended
to keep us free!
But now, Dreadnaught
threatens to destroy
all that we have
ever worked for!
We will not be enslaved again!
I am sorry that I
have let you down,
but I want you to know
that I continue to honor
my debt to you, Josh Kirby.
- I can tell.
- Do you know that you
could of been detained
outside where the temperature
is 30 degrees below zero?
- Oh, well!
That's cold blooded!
- Any sign of those
worms from 70 million BC?
- I'm afraid not.
- Well, maybe
that's a good sign,
they could of dug deep into
the bedrock of the planet
and made themselves
a nest there.
- Or they could be
weakening the foundation
of our installation as we
speak, and bring us crashing
into the center of
the Earth with them!
- No, that would
seem highly unlikely.
- With you two around,
nothing I could imagine
is highly unlikely!
- Azabeth, could you tell me
about the timeline
inconsistency in your era?
- No.
- Why not?
You can trust us!
- Look Azabeth, please!
You must know how the timeline
has been altered here.
- I only meant to say
that there are no
inconsistencies to report.
- What?
But every place we've been
to so far has reported
gross abnormalities in
the Time Stream continuum.
- I have noticed
nothing here to support
the Zoetrope Time
Continuum Effect!
- Do not refer to it by
that name ever again!
It is not his
continuum to affect!
So, it follows suit that he
certainly doesn't deserve
any credit on time
theories derived from it!
Ugh, even in death he
continues to haunt me!
- Wait a second.
I thought that everything
that existed before
the time scramble
was supposed to be
freaked outta control.
Right?
I mean, maybe we did it!
Maybe we fixed the
time continuum!
- I wouldn't count on it, lad.
A more probable hypothesis is
that Azabeth's world
was actually created
as a result of the time
scramble, as you call it.
- What are you saying?
- Maybe this place
would never have existed
were it not for
Zoetrope's evil plan.
- That is madness, my people
have been around for millennia!
- Millennia, seconds. (clicks)
What's the difference?
- Well, at least Zoetrope
did one thing right.
- Look, I entirely understand
the position you're in,
but you simply have
to get us out of here!
For every second we
waste away in this cell,
some buffoon could
be tampering with
The Nullifier pieces
to disastrous effect!
- Seconds, millennia. (clicks)
What's the difference?
- Azabeth.
Time is running out.
- (sighs) I'll
see what I can do.
- Well, gotta look
on the bright side.
- I wasn't aware
that there is one.
- Well, we don't have
to watch our backs
for that slime ball
Zoetrope anymore.
(exhaling)
(suspenseful orchestral music)
- What a way to go,
impaled on an alien cactus.
Of all the rotten luck in
the Galaxy, I cannot believe.
Hey!
(creature growling)
I am not dead yet
you scavengers!
(Zoetrope groaning)
(creature growling)
Ow!
(suspenseful orchestral music)
Hey.
Hey!
Come back!
Come back!
(soldiers chattering)
(transformer exploding)
(electrical arcing)
- Miss the thrill of battle?
- Believe me, I've had my share
of battles in the Time Stream.
- The Shibonian shields
are losing their power
at a rate of 17%
per quarter, sir.
- Divert one-half the auxiliary
cells to shield power,
and restrict all
non-delineated sources
through the auxiliary
house until further notice.
- Yes, sir.
- Our cargo bay is reporting
massive disruption,
and disincorporation
on three quarters
of our operational fleet.
- Disincorporation?
Justify.
- Well sir...
- Yes?
- The ships have
been eaten, sir.
- What?
- That's what they report, sir.
- All right then, quarantine
the cargo bay at once,
and disinfect the entire
hanger from top to bottom.
- [Female Soldier] Yes, sir.
- Compliments of your
Josh Kirby, no doubt.
- It was an accident, Commander!
- Aye, one that might
cost us our freedom.
(metal snapping)
Ah!
(distant laser guns firing)
(whimsical orchestral music)
- Come on, let us outta here!
- Oh give it a rest!
You can't bend the bars
with your bare hands.
- Well, we've
gotta do something.
They could keep us
in this cage forever!
I won't make it to
the junior prom,
I won't even make
it to high school!
(dramatic orchestral music)
Oh, forget about it.
(dramatic orchestral music)
(cosmic whooshing)
(dramatic orchestral music)
- These bars were solid steel!
- Were is right,
now they're as rusty
as my dad's old pickup truck.
- This section here
is still in tact,
these where your hands were are
as old and brittle as bones.
- How'd it happen?
- You did it!
- Me?
- Yes, you!
Of course, you did it!
This must be another
power of a Time Warrior.
We've yet to even begin
to tap into your
abilities, young man!
It appears you can bend
time with your touch.
- I don't get it, I
mean, what did I do?
- Well you see, your
simple act of will
manifested a
temporal acceleration
of the latent protoelec--
- In English, please!
- When you touched the bars,
you made the metal age
at an incredible rate,
causing them to rust and
corrode in a matter of seconds.
- Oh, get outta here!
- Well now, my boy, we can!
Come on, you can use your
new powers to help Azabeth.
- Oh, no I can't, not
for a while at least.
12 hours, remember?
- Oh yes, you discovered
a Time Warrior
can only use his abilities
once every 12 hours.
(bomb exploding)
- Oh man, it sounds like they're
taking a beating up there.
- Yeah, so let's go help them!
- Yeah, Azabeth needs me.
- Thatta boy!
(triumphant orchestral music)
- [Josh] Let's go!
(triumphant orchestral music)
(Prism purring and chattering)
(cosmic whooshing)
(somber orchestral music)
(worm cooing and chattering)
(soldier gasping)
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(soldier groaning)
- This is Sentry Fallon,
I spotted them, sir,
I spotted the worms!
- [Akira] What's
their direction?
- Traveling west
towards the brig, sir.
- [Akira] They're in cahoots
with that Josh Kirby,
I knew it!
Keep me posted as to
their whereabouts,
and try and cut them
off at Sector 11.
- Will do, sir, I--
(metal clanging)
(electrical arcing)
(creature growling and grunting)
- [Zoetrope] Come on.
Come on, boy.
(creature growling and grunting)
Nice tasty biscuit,
just gimme a hand.
Come on, you can do it!
You can do it.
Just gimme a hand, and
you can have the biscuit.
Ooh, ooh, that's it!
(creature growling and grunting)
(sniffing)
Mmm, smells good, ooh.
(hand slapping)
Ouch!
(creature growling and grunting)
Come on!
Come on!
Come on, nice fresh tomato
biscuit, hard as a rock.
It's good for your
teeth, though!
Come on, ooh, it's delicious.
My, what strong lookin'
shoulders you have.
Oops!
(grunting and struggling)
(dramatic orchestral music)
Yeah, yeah you can
have the other half,
after you get these
splinters out of my back!
(distant laser guns firing)
(bomb exploding)
(glass shattering)
- So much misery these days,
and so much mistrust.
(metal shattering)
(exhaling)
You've outdone yourself
this time, Josh Kirby.
But what can I do
to help you now?
Akira would never
understand your methods,
nor would he tolerate
our wisecracks.
I barely do.
(distant laser guns firing)
But I do owe you my
life, Josh Kirby,
and I will see to it that
you are freed as well!
(groaning)
Just as soon as I free myself!
(metal creaking and crashing)
Ooh, those abominable worms!
(grunting)
(buzzer buzzing)
I will get you for
this, Josh Kirby!
(cosmic whooshing)
(dramatic orchestral music)
(soldiers chattering)
- Do you really think
you can fend off me,
Dreadnaught the Enslaver,
for very much longer?
- For as long as it takes.
(transformer exploding)
(electrical arcing)
(laughing)
- But no luck to your defense
shields, that won't be long.
(electrical arcing)
- Now you listen to me!
(metal creaking and shattering)
- (laughs) No, you listen to me!
You can barely keep
your equipment together,
let alone defender
for all your people!
I offer you a choice,
Akira Storm, the
Leader of a Thousand.
This is your last chance.
Say the word, and Ill
call off the attack
and spare your people.
In exchange for them
agreeing to be my slaves
for the rest of their
days, of course.
- That is no choice.
- Precisely!
(door whirring)
Oh!
The lovely, and
volatile Miss Siege!
Oh, how I'm going
to enjoy owning you!
Come on!
(laughing)
(energetic orchestral music)
- [Soldier] Be careful!
- What?
- End holographic
transmission, sir.
- I can see that, thank you!
(distant laser guns firing)
And what do you want?
- I'd like to have a word with
you, regarding Josh Kirby.
- Why, is there something else
of mine he'd like to destroy?
(ethereal orchestral music)
(worm chattering)
(suspenseful orchestral music)
- They're swarming
all around us.
Do you think they've
discovered that we're gone?
- They're too engrossed
with The Enslaver
to worry about us, yet.
(Prism cooing and chattering)
- [Josh] What's with Prism?
(Prism cooing and chattering)
- He's not lit up
this brightly since
- The last Nullifier piece!
- The last Nullifier piece!
It must be down the worm hole.
- I think the worms are
attracted to The Nullifier, too.
- Just like rats to cheese!
- [Soldier] It must be
coming from over there.
- Where?
- Right off there.
- On the wall there?
- [Soldier] Yes.
- Quick, down the worm hole.
(suspenseful orchestral music)
Come on!
- You all right, Josh?
I'm coming down!
All right, Prism!
Prism, close your eyes!
- Jump!
(Prism cooing and chattering)
- Good!
Josh, this is the
ventilation system,
this will give us access
to the entire fortress!
(dramatic orchestral music)
(creature grunting and cooing)
(creature cooing)
(creature growling and grunting)
(Prism cooing and chattering)
- Well, we've gotta be close.
(Prism cooing and chattering)
Maybe up here.
(Prism cooing and chattering)
(dramatic orchestral music)
- Will you look at that!
- It's okay, Prism.
I think.
Look the worms are glued
to The Nullifier piece.
Just like moths to a flame!
- Being close to The
Nullifier component
seems to have sequestered
their appetite.
- That's it!
- That's it, what's it?
I've heard your
"That's it," before.
- I have a plan!
- Oh-ho no, I thought
I was supposed
to be the brains of this outfit!
- Look I'm telling you,
I know how to round
up all the worms
before they can
do anymore damage!
First I need Azabeth.
- How?
If the guards see us, they'll
throw us back into the brig!
- You're the brains of this
outfit, you figure it out.
Let's go!
(worms cooing and purring)
- I have more than proven myself
to this squadron and
to the Laws of Kang!
I demand that you release
Josh Kirby and the
others immediately!
- You are in no position to
demand anything, young lady!
- I am not a young
lady, Commander!
I am a Warrior, and I
shall be treated as one!
- And where did you acquire
such insolence for your
Commanding Officers, hmm?
Surely that is not
of the ways of Kang.
- Uh-Oh!
- You sure?
- Of course I'm sure!
My keen sense of
direction has no equal
in this, or any
century, anymore.
Well, maybe this way.
- [Azabeth] How dare you!
- Do you hear that?
- Yes!
- [Akira] I cannot believe you
are even saying these words!
These humans have been
here less than 12 hours,
and they've already
caused as much damage
as Dreadnaught's entire army!
They will be
confined to the brig
until I decide
otherwise, is that clear?
- I cannot stand idly
by as my friends,
who have proven their worth
and valor many times over,
rot away in some jail cell!
- Compassion for humans?
Isn't this a pretty
little turn of events?
My how you've changed!
I barely know you at all
Azabeth Siege, my betrothed.
- Wait a minute!
She's gonna marry that tweeb?
- Shhh!
- I have changed.
How could I not when I've been
exposed to ideals and worlds
that you haven't
even dreamed of?
- And what of these
ideals have you seen?
- That we have been hardened,
conditioned by centuries
of fighting and conflict.
(bomb exploding)
- Our ways are suddenly
barbaric to you?
Maybe you would prefer
the life of a slave!
- That is not my point!
I am a Warrior, be it in
this time, or any other!
But what I have learned is that
not everything can be solved
through the slash of a sword,
or the blast of a fist!
- And this Josh Kirby of
yours, he's taught you
all these things that
I could not understand?
This child?
- Have you forgotten
the 10th Code of Kang?
"One who is young in years,
may be old in wisdom."
This child, is wiser
than many I have known
who are twice his age.
- You dare quote the
sacred Codes to me?
This discussion is finished!
- You must release them!
- [Akira] And if I refuse?
- Then you will prove
to all that can hear
that the mighty
Leader of a Thousand
is blinded by petty jealousy.
- Me, jealous of that twerp?
- I owe that twerp my life.
- Regardless, we are
in a combat situation,
and all full-blooded humans
will be confined to the
brig until further notice.
Now, if you'll excuse me,
I'm trying to save my planet!
- Caloong on star!
(ominous orchestral music)
- Excuse me?
- I said caloong on star.
(ominous orchestral music)
I demand a Request of Honor.
If you will not honor my
request for my friend's freedom,
then you leave me no choice.
- Are you mad?
- I am not.
- So be it.
Prepare the arena!
Caloong on star.
(screaming)
- Oh!
- Oh!
Now I think they'll
know we've escaped.
(Prism whimpering
and chattering)
(worms cooing and chattering)
- Oh, this is great,
this is just great!
Go to jail, right?
Go directly to jail!
Do not pass go, and do
not collect $200.00.
- Take them away!
- Now wait!
You gotta listen
to us, all right?
We found a way to--
- Silence!
Your interference has
disrupted my plans long enough!
Besides, Azabeth has bespoken
a request on your behalf,
you're free to go until
the time of the testament.
I must go prepare,
farewell my love.
When next we meet, 'twill
be for the last time.
- Jeez!
- Jeez Louise!
What was that all about?
Is that guy a killjoy or what?
All it was was a little request.
- No!
No little request.
The Request for Honor is a
sacred method among my people
of defending one's convictions,
it is a fight to the death.
- That is absolutely
the most ridiculous thing
I've ever heard you say,
and trust me, you've come up
with some doozies in your day!
Fight to the death?
There's no way I...
You can't do it!
- I must.
- No!
You march right back to
your quarters, young lady!
You can't fight with that
guy, he'll murder you!
- I agree with Josh!
We'll just place ourselves
under house arrest.
- The request has been sealed,
and Akira's honor as a
commander is at stake here.
Noble though your
intentions may be,
I'm obligated to fight anyway.
- What?
(ominous orchestral music)
- Azabeth!
(ominous orchestral music)
I can't honestly believe
you're going through with this.
- I honestly have
no alternative.
It is the way of my people.
I'm fighting for your freedom.
It is no less than what
you would do for me.
- Yeah, but Azabeth!
- Isn't it?
- I wanna help you.
- Then say a prayer.
(ominous orchestral music)
(moves into energetic
orchestral music)
- [Spectator] Akira!
Strike the first blow!
- I can't use my
powers to help Azabeth,
it's only been eight hours,
not enough time's gone by!
- All we can do now, is watch.
Come on, Prism.
(spectators chattering)
(horns blaring)
- [Spectator] Okay, all right!
(ominous orchestral music)
- May Kang be at your side.
- And at yours.
(ominous orchestral music)
- [Spectator] Let's go!
(Prism chattering)
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(spectators yelling
and cheering)
(metal clanging)
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(spectators cheering)
(grunting and straining)
- Congratulations, Commander,
you struck first blood.
- You've gone soft in your
time spent with the humans,
you would not so easily of
lowered your guard before.
- I'm glad my wound amuses you.
- I am not amused!
Your wound pains me twice
as deeply as it does you,
but your insolence towards
the Keeper of the Codes
cannot go unpunished!
- And your arrogance
must not go unchecked!
(frenetic orchestral music)
(spectators cheering)
I think you've forgotten the
11th Code of Kang, Akira!
"An arrogant leader
defeats his purposes."
(frenetic orchestral music)
(spectators cheering)
(swords clanging)
(grunting and screaming)
(frenetic orchestral music)
(swords clanging)
(screaming triumphantly)
(spectators cheering)
- I wonder, would you fight so
vehemently for my affections
as you do the young Josh Kirby?
- I don't fight for
his affections, you
simple-minded dolt!
I fight for his freedom!
- Ee-yah!
(groaning)
(crowd cheering and whistling)
You should never of
come home, Azabeth.
(groaning and straining)
(frenetic orchestral music)
- Azabeth!
- Code of Kang number 17,
"If you're going to
strike, strike don't talk."
(suspenseful orchestral music)
- Do it.
- The caloong on star has ended,
I demand the freedom of Josh
Kirby and his companions.
- It shall be done!
(crowd cheering)
(clapping)
Do it!
- There are far
more productive uses
of my strength at this moment,
and for all our sakes, we
need your strength as well.
Rise Commander, while
we still have a chance!
- I beg of you,
do not let me live
a weakened man.
- You will only
be a weakened man
if you desert your people
when they need you most.
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(door whirring)
Dreadnaught has penetrated
the second level of
our western shields,
even the third level
has reported damage.
Your people need you more
now than they ever have.
- My people need a leader
with a strong heart,
and a clear head, I no
longer fit that description.
- You are one of
the finest Warriors
our history has ever known!
The caloong on star
doesn't change that.
- Oh, really?
I think everything has changed.
I think we need a new
Keeper of the Codes.
I plan to go before the War
Council tomorrow, at dawn,
to submit my resignation
and I expect they'll choose
you as the new leader.
- You can't be serious!
- Why not?
Your skills have
been demonstrated,
your heart seems set.
- What are you trying to say?
- I'm saying that
you've taken my heart
and run it through
with your sword,
and I can't put my
mind at the battle
because all I can think about
is you.
(mellow orchestral music)
- I told you,
Josh Kirby is my friend,
and nothing more.
- I heard your words.
I also see the look in your
eyes when you're with him.
You have to make a choice
between him and me,
I think you've made it.
(mellow orchestral music)
- I can't think about
those choices right now,
and neither can you!
There is only one person
who can save our people
from this terrible
time right now,
and he is standing
right in front of me!
(mellow orchestral music)
Save us, Akira!
Or I won't have a chance
to decide upon a husband.
(mellow orchestral music)
(door whirring)
(bomb exploding)
(door whirring)
- [Soldier] Stand by!
(dramatic orchestral music)
(soldiers chattering)
- Well, it's refreshing to see
that something's been left
unravaged by those demon worms.
(metal clanging)
(groaning)
(Prism chattering)
- Look, I'm sorry if I
caused any trouble, sir.
- Trouble? (laughs)
- What is the extent of
the damage, Commander?
- Our airborne fleet has
been reduced to a dismal few,
and our entire weapons
deck has been eaten.
I trust with your freedom
you've managed to find a way
to harness these
pets before they take
to devouring the very
flesh from our bones.
- Well yeah, as a
matter of fact we have.
- Oh, well tell me
then, I'm all ears!
(alarm beeping)
- Incoming message
from Dreadnaught's
ship, Commander!
- Bring it down.
(maniacal laughing)
- I like what you've
done with the place,
it suits you! (laughs)
- I trust you aren't here
for decorating insights,
what is it you want?
- Oh, you know what I want!
The enslavement of your
entire planet. (laughs)
- Well, you're in a
chipper mood today.
- I'm always happy when I win.
- Oh, but you haven't won yet.
- Don't threaten me
with verb tenses.
Win, won, it's all inevitable.
- If I were you I wouldn't be
so quick to move in just yet,
or you might find yourself
at the wrong end of
an angry laser beam!
- And if I were you,
which by the way I thank
heaven that I'm not! (laughs)
I would hold my threats,
'cause after all, I could
just as easily kill you,
as to make you my serving boy.
- The day I succumb to
serving you, is the day I die!
- Well, than that would
be ah, today! (laughs)
- Blast you Dreadnaught!
You have not defeated
us, do you hear me?
Not while there is breath in
my body, and fire in my soul!
- Spoken like a desperate man,
if there ever was one.
(laughs maniacally)
(fist thudding)
- [Azabeth] It's not over
yet, you said so yourself!
- I was bluffing.
- But what of Josh Kirby's plan?
- Oh that is true, we have not
heard Josh Kirby's plan yet.
So tell us, boy, what have you
in that mind of yours, hmm?
(laser guns firing)
- Really?
- Why not, things
can't get any worse.
- All right!
First I need The
Nullifier components.
- Of course, we'll use
your Nullifier weapon
to destroy Dreadnaught's ship.
Quotient, bring the
possessions of the Earthling
to the Command Center, at once!
- Yes, sir.
(door whirring)
- Um, that's not exactly it.
You see, The Nullifier is
useless without all the pieces,
and so far, we've
only found three.
But for what we need right
now, three is enough.
This is the cheese that's gonna
lead the rats right to us.
- Josh Kirby please,
enough with your 20th
century metaphors.
- What?
- The Nullifier's what the
prehistoric worms are after.
- Now of course, this bizarre
occurrence leads itself
to a hypothesis which
is deeply rooted--
- Ah, Irwin!
How long are we gonna keep
circling this airport, huh?
- Of course!
Now, you see the worms
are seeking the comfort
of a blanket from
their own period,
which of course is impossible!
Therefore, they find themselves
gravitating toward something
which, like themselves,
has traveled through time.
First of all, they fix
themselves on my Time Pod,
and then onto The
Nullifier components.
- Yeah, so we each take
a piece of the component,
and we try and draw the worms
into a central location.
- And we suggest the
transportation hangar.
- Not on your life!
Those worms have
already destroyed
all but one of our air
fleet, and I will not
jeopardize our only means of
escape on some human theory!
What are your thoughts on
the subject, or dare I ask?
- Well, as a great
commander once said,
"Things can't get any worse."
- Sir, the shear
generators indicate
that we have just under two
hours of protection left.
- Proceed.
And let us pray to
Kang that you're right!
(mellow orchestral music)
(moves into suspenseful
orchestral music)
- I must say, I was
very proud of the way
you handled yourself back there.
- Well if you must,
then you should.
- You've become quite
the Warrior, Josh Kirby.
Decisive strategist, and
sometimes almost good company.
- Well, I haven't
done anything yet.
(mellow orchestral music)
- More than you realize.
(mellow orchestral music)
- Let's make our way
back towards the hangar,
'cause with this Nullifier
component as bait,
the worms are
bound to follow us.
- Good thinking.
- Oh! (groans)
(ethereal orchestral music)
- This is ludicrous.
Where are those blasted
worms when I need them?
(dramatic orchestral music)
(soldiers chattering)
(distant laser guns firing)
(control console beeping)
- I hope Josh Kirby
knows what he's doing.
- I doubt very much that
he knows what he's doing,
but he has a plan nonetheless.
I have traveled down
the very corridors of
time with that boy,
and he's yet to let me down.
- But on the other hand,
these worms of yours...
(control panel beeping)
- Will you stop
calling them my worms?
They are not my worms!
I did not create them!
Not one cubular segment of
their slimy little bodies!
They are not my worms!
Do you understand?
- It was just a
figure of speech.
(exhaling)
(whimsical orchestral music)
(worms chattering and cooing)
(screaming)
(dramatic orchestral music)
- Which way?
- Um...
- Um?
- That way!
- Now, you're sure?
- Kang says, "When in
doubt, turn right."
- That's a Code of Kang?
- Number seven!
- [Azabeth] Whoa!
- [Josh] Hello!
- [Azabeth] Worms!
- [Josh] This way!
(dramatic orchestral music)
(worms cooing and chattering)
Comin' your way, guys!
They're right behind us,
and they're movin' fast!
- We're just about ready.
- [Josh] We don't have
time for just about, Irwin,
these worms are on our tail!
- Look, you worry about
leading those pestilent things
up in the right direction,
let me worry about
the spacecraft!
- [Josh] Here we come!
(dramatic orchestral music)
- Josh Kirby the
worms are increasing
their pursuit of
The Nullifier piece!
- The colorful human
metaphor would be, scram!
(worms chattering)
(dramatic orchestral music)
Here they come!
- Make way, here they come!
It's your plan, it's your piece!
- Are we set?
- You bet!
Now once you're inside,
press the red button
on the control console,
this will start the
launch procedure.
But be quick, you've
only got 45 seconds
to get out of the ship and
behind that hangar door
before she blasts off!
- 45 seconds, a piece of cake.
- You realize if you
fail, you're sending
our last means of escape
right into enemy hands.
- Relax pal, I'm a
Time Warrior. (clicks)
(worms chattering)
- [Irwin] Professor Quotient.
(worms chattering)
- All right, come on!
Hey you, the ugly one
in the front, let's go!
Come on, here they are, come on!
(worms chattering)
(whimsical orchestral music)
Come on.
(worms chattering)
(whimsical orchestral music)
(door banging)
(dramatic orchestral music)
(worms chattering)
(engines revving)
- Come on, Josh.
- Come on, Josh.
(engines revving)
- All right.
All right, come on.
That's good.
Good, good, just like
the ABC's, all right.
(worms chattering)
(dramatic orchestral music)
Come on!
(worms chattering)
(dramatic orchestral music)
All right.
(worms chattering)
(dramatic orchestral music)
- Hurry up, Josh Kirby!
(worms cooing)
(dramatic orchestral music)
- Oh no!
No!
Azabeth, I'm stuck!
(dramatic orchestral music)
Help!
- What's he yelling?
- I'm stuck!
- Something's wrong!
- Come on, it's my foot, it's
my foot, get my foot out!
Pull, pull-pull!
(straining)
(dramatic orchestral music)
- Run!
- [Josh] Run!
- They're coming!
(dramatic orchestral music)
(panting and gasping)
(engines firing)
Did you get them all?
- I certainly hope so!
(panting and gasping)
- All right, let's go back
to the Commander Center
and figure us a trap!
- Come on!
(panting and gasping)
I've rigged a radio-control
device inside the carrier.
So, when Dreadnaught
hears your call,
he'll think the transmission's
actually coming
from the carrier.
(transformer exploding)
- All right then.
- Here goes everything!
(transmitter beeping)
- This is Akira Storm with
a class-one distress call,
Dreadnaught has left
me no other recourse
but to flee my home world.
I repeat, this is a
class-one distress call,
I'm in need of
immediate assistance!
- [Dreadnaught] Don't
worry Akira, I'll help you.
- [Akira] Dreadnaught, no!
- [Dreadnaught] Yes-s-s-s.
(dramatic orchestral music)
- He's taking the carrier
into his tractor beam.
(suspenseful orchestral music)
- He's buyin' it!
- It's working!
- Closer.
Closer!
(transmitter beeping)
That's it, the
carrier's on board!
(mellow orchestral music)
- So, what happens now?
(bomb exploding)
(mellow orchestral music)
- Well, we wait.
(foreboding orchestral music)
(distant laser guns firing)
(mellow anticipatory
orchestral music)
Hey.
What's with that?
- What?
- That!
Nothing!
I don't hear anything!
- The attack has stopped!
- (laughs) You did it,
Josh Kirby you did it!
(laughing)
- Yes!
(laughing)
(Dreadnaught screaming)
- You rebel dogs!
I'll have you splayed for this!
Do you hear me, Akira! (screams)
- [Dreadnaught Soldier]
They're everywhere!
The worms have eaten all
our gravity stabilizers!
We're gonna have to--
- Silence, you fool!
We must-stand-strong!
(worms cooing and chattering)
(screams) Get this thing
off of me! (screams)
- [Dreadnaught Soldier]
Sir, we have no other option
but to surrender, we must
abandon ship immediately!
- I'd rather die
than abandon my ship!
(hologram buzzing)
I'd rather die than abandon my--
(ship exploding)
- [Kang Soldier] It's gone!
(dramatic orchestral music)
(creature grunting and growling)
(dramatic orchestral music)
(space suit ringing)
(dramatic orchestral music)
(space suit ringing)
(dramatic orchestral music)
(space suit ringing)
(dramatic orchestral music)
- What are you lookin' at?
(creature whimpering
and growling)
(cosmic whooshing)
It will take far more
than you, Josh Kirby,
to stop me from my destiny!
I am coming young Time Warrior,
and I'm coming to
put things right
once and for all!
(cosmic whooshing)
(dramatic orchestral music)
- Josh Kirby.
Thank you for your help.
- Well, it's the least I can do.
After all, it looks like
I'm gonna be living here
for the rest of my life.
- There's nothing Irwin can do?
- Even for the first smartest
guy in the 25th century,
he still has his limits.
He has no way of jump-starting
us into the Time Stream.
- Well, you saved
my home planet so,
you're a hero here as well.
- Well, there still
are some in this joint
who treat us like the plague.
- Akira.
(door whirring)
- Bingo!
(door whirring)
Lover boy!
- Arranged marriages
on my planet
are a time-honored tradition,
it has nothing to do with
romantic affection or
love as you know it.
It's done out of necessity.
- Oh, so you don't
love this guy?
- No, of course not.
- Well, looks as if
everything will be as it was
in no time at all!
- No, everything can't
be as it was, Akira.
- But I thought now
that you're back here
permanently you'd...
Why do you look
so glum now, hmm?
This is a day of victory.
- But Josh and
Irwin are trapped,
away from their home planet
and I am empathetic
towards their feelings.
- As a Warrior of Kang
you should well know
that no victory is
gained without some loss.
Besides, you should be happy
to be back with your own people,
not off gallivanting in
the company of humans.
But according to the
12th Code of Kang,
I must remain at
Josh Kirby's side
until my life-debt
is repaid to him.
- The 21 Codes were
not meant for humans.
- Has the path of Kang
taught you nothing thus far?
If the 21 Codes of Kang did
not apply to all humans,
then they do not apply to me!
It is stated in the 21st
and final Code of Kang,
"No soul can live in freedom,
"so long as another
remains enslaved."
Your attitudes and actions
against the humans are,
are no better than
Dreadnaught's were against us.
- Your time spent
with the humans
was bountiful indeed, Azabeth.
I apologize, your
wisdom and tolerance
is even greater than
your skill as a Warrior.
I believe you all
have much to teach us.
- We all have much
to teach each other.
- What up?
The 12 hours are up and
it doesn't look like
I'm gonna need my Time
Warrior powers after all.
(door exploding)
(groaning and shouting)
(Prism cooing and chattering)
(dramatic orchestral music)
- I still don't
have your spleen,
I've come for it now!
(growling and yelling)
(frenetic orchestral music)
Lower your weapons,
or I air out her
brain the hard way!
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(Prism wailing)
Do it!
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(weapons dropping)
(Dreadnaught laughing)
Oh, my dear!
Your hologram does
not do you justice!
(suspenseful orchestral music)
- (sniffs) Neither does yours.
- Your grievance is with me.
- Oh, my grievance
is with you, huh?
Well, you don't give
the orders anymore.
You know, all's I
wanted was a few slaves.
Why'd ya have to go and destroy
my ship, my crew, my empire?
- I did nothing
but select a path,
the choice I had to, to
make me a better person.
(suspenseful orchestral music)
- Well that's why you're
gonna have to pay...
With her life!
(shouting and screaming)
(frenetic orchestral music)
(screaming and growling)
(frenetic orchestral music)
(screaming)
(cosmic whooshing)
(baby cooing)
- What happened?
- Where's Dreadnaught?
(baby chattering)
(wondrous orchestral music)
- Your new Time
Warrior powers...
It must work both ways!
- You mean this...
- You have just zapped
Dreadnaught back into infancy.
- Aw, get outta here!
- You hold in your hands,
a bouncing baby Enslaver.
- Oh come on, I'm not ready
for fatherhood, take him!
- He looks so harmless!
(baby cooing)
- Almost is...
- Cute.
- Cute?
Cute.
It's a rat fink in diapers!
- Not necessarily.
What you see before
you is a clean slate.
A soul which is now erased
of all life's pains
and pleasures.
There's a choice of
two different paths,
the ultimate choice.
- A chance for goodness.
- Yes.
A chance for goodness.
But we'll all have to wait to
see where this chance leads.
- Commander!
I believe--
- No, not in that
order, you nitwit!
(dramatic orchestral music)
(screaming)
(cosmic whooshing)
(thunder rolling)
(dramatic orchestral music)
- What's happened?
Where are we?
(Prism chattering)
- Irwin, look The
Nullifier components!
- Great jumping meteors,
it's a fifth component!
- Yeah, but how?
- No Josh, Josh wait a
minute, that's no tinker toy!
At the moment, these
components are recharging,
their energy at the moment
is pure Zandarian dynamite!
- Well what is it, electricity?
- No, not electricity.
But it's energy.
The equivalent of
enough jigawatts
to power a thousand Time Pods,
or to zap a young man such as
yourself into molecular dust.
- [Josh] Eek!
- Well, how much time will
they take to recharge?
- Well let's see, C plus
energy, plus time expanded,
at the bump-a-dump-a-dump-a-dum,
and carry the one--
- You have no idea, do you?
- In a word, no.
But I do know that if you
had touched any of these,
you would of become
the equivalent of a
human lightning rod.
- Oh, so it's kinda like the
key on Ben Franklin's kite?
- Irwin, the question is,
how in the Name of
Kang did we get here?
- Well even though
these five components
are separate at the moment,
when the four of them
were joined together,
they were able to
create enough power
to transport
themselves across time,
and to get in touch
with the first
of the two remaining components.
It also created enough power
to drag us through the
vortex of the energy.
- Well, I can see why you're
the second most brilliant
man of the 25th century.
- Oh no, now that I defeated
Zoetrope, I'm the first.
It's lonely at the top.
(ground rumbling)
(Prism chattering)
- What is that?
What is that?
It's an earthquake!
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(screaming)
(ground rumbling)
(frenetic orchestral music)
(screaming)
- The Nullifier
components, they're gone!
- Azabeth?
- Lopdrosters?
These are a delicacy
on my planet!
(teeth crunching)
- Ouch!
- Holy...
- Ooh, that didn't
tickle, you know!
- I'm sorry, I didn't know I...
- Irwin.
- Yeah.
- Irwin um, what's happening?
- They're fascinating.
Fungi!
- [Josh] Yeah, yeah they look
like they could be fun guys.
- No, no, no, no,
not fun guys, fun-gi.
I mean, parasitic
bacterial organisms
that thrive mainly on
moisture and nitrogen.
- Yeah, yeah they're mushrooms.
I hate mushrooms, I hate 'em!
Except on pizza.
- Where I come from,
they are much smaller,
we call them lopdrosters and,
and they don't have faces,
and they don't speak!
(cosmic tinkling)
(whimsical orchestral music)
(Prism chattering and cooing)
- [Lopdroster] Oh beloved Furry
One, all great and powerful!
You have finally come to
deliver us from The Muncher!
(Prism cooing)
- [All Lopdrosters] We
pledge our undying loyalty,
oh Furry One!
- [Josh] Irwin?
- [Irwin] Yeah?
- Irwin, why are they
praying to Prism?
- Well, apparently
they must think
Prism is some form of deity!
- Yeah right, a furry one!
- Yes, well they're right!
Well I mean, they're
half right because
on the planet Prism comes from
for six lunar
progressions of the year
he does, indeed,
grow a coat of fur!
- Oh, cool!
- No-no, not, not cool,
you see the fur is--
- I get it Irwin, I get it!
- [All Lopdrosters] Pledge
our undying loyalty,
oh Furry One.
(Prism cooing)
We pledge our undying
loyalty, oh Furry One.
- Be careful with
Prism, Mushroom Fuey!
He's one of a kind!
- [All Lopdrosters] We
pledge our undying loyalty,
oh Furry One.
We pledge our undying
loyalty, oh Furry One.
We pledge our undying
loyalty, oh Furry One.
(Prism chattering)
- Thank you for delivering
the Furry One, back
to his rightful place!
You have proven yourselves
to be worthy servants.
Hey, you can go now!
- [Azabeth] I...
- Azabeth!
- Don't worry Josh,
she's probably
just a little bit woozy from
the air down here, that's all.
- I feel so weak.
So tired, I...
- Irwin, Irwin that
mushroom she ate.
(light tinkling music)
- It could be that these fungi
aren't meant for consumption
by carbon-based life forms.
- You mean she's poisoned!
- That could very
well be the case, yes.
- It's not my fault, she
took a bite out of me!
(light tinkling music)
This is too much!
- She won't die, will she?
I mean, she only took one bite.
- Well, organisms have
different tolerances
relative to a dose of
poison, the line between
no effect at all and a lethal
dose, can be very thin.
- It's all right,
(inhales) I'm better now.
- Okay.
- [Narrator] On the next
chapter of Josh Kirby...
Time Warrior!
(cosmic whooshing)
- Irwin, we've gotta
find an antidote!
- But where, how?
- Our king will know
what to do, come!
(trumpet blaring)
- I summon the Royal Doctor!
(trumpets blaring)
- Very bad, only one antidote.
Must taste from one
'Shroom spores, Puffball.
- [Josh] So, where do we
find this Puffball guy?
- Nightmare Hollow!
(dramatic orchestral music)
No one who goes there
will ever return alive!
(suspenseful orchestral music)
- Well, I'm obviously
in the right place,
and the right time.
(screaming)
(lights buzzing)
- Stingers!
These things sting like
bees back home, only worse!
- Leave and make tracks!
(stingers buzzing)
On the other side of that
bridge, is Nightmare Hollow.
(mellow orchestral music)
- [Azabeth] The nether regions.
- [Lopdroster] The evil place.
- [Irwin] The epitomal image
of Dante's hellish inferno.
- [Josh] Yeah, so in other
words, we gotta watch our butts.
- Josh Kirby run!
(rope whirling)
- Oh no!
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(bridge crashing)
(lava bubbling)
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(guttural growling)
(screaming)
(suspenseful orchestral music)
- Don't look in his eyes!
(suspenseful orchestral music)
- [Josh] We're looking for
a 'Shroom called Puffball,
and we need him right now!
- [Creature] Well, I
will take you to them.
- [Irwin] She's slipping
rather quickly, Josh.
(whimsical orchestral music)
- Where's Puffball, where is he?
(whimsical orchestral music)
(wind howling)
- Josh!
(suspenseful orchestral music)
- Five minutes.
- Great jumping ions!
(suspenseful orchestral music)
You're summoning up
your own time storm!
Josh, be careful!
(whimsical orchestral music)
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orchestral music)
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orchestral music)
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