Regular Show (2009–2017): Season 8, Episode 15 - Space Escape - full transcript
The guys must escape a bad guy.
RAWLS: A few months ago,
you folks were scrawny,
weak, confused,
drifting aimlessly in space.
Utterly useless.
Until the Space Tree
graciously took you in.
Was it a mistake?
Only time will tell.
And now those worthless,
scrawny cadets
stand before me
as moderately serviceable
Space Tree Rangers.
And today, you'll graduate
the Spark Initiative
and soon be on your way
to terraform your first planet.
I've already sent
the coordinates
into your dome's
navigational computer,
along with
your personal fighter ships.
Today is graduation day.
There will be a ceremony tonight
with light refreshments,
compliments of the Space Tree.
Hope to see you there.
[CHEERING]
Whoa.
Whoa.
Graduation.
Graduation.
Wow, one minute,
I'm graduating high school,
and now
I'm graduating space?
Take that, Dad.
Hmm-hmm. I don't think
light refreshments
are gonna cut it.
Comet Stop.
Comet Stop.
Dude, should we get
Moon Cheddar and Onion
or Milky Way
Mesquite Barbecue?
What about Super Nova Nacho?
Eh, I'll just
get 'em all.
It's not a party
unless you have chips
that taste like
three different things.
MAN: Come on, man.
Hurry up with the change.
Sorry, bro. My boss makes me
count back all the change.
Well, my boss will freak out
if we're late for the attack
on the Space Tree, so hurry up.
[BOTH GASP]
[RUMBLING]
Sir.
What's taking so long?
I-I got your
Cherry Space Splushee
just as you requested.
But this guy's taking too long
to give me my change.
[SLURPS]
Keep the change.
Heh heh heh.
Aah.
Heh heh. Bad show.
Jolly bad show.
Heh heh heh heh heh.
And he looked just like Pops
but evil.
Yeah,
like an opposite Pops.
Anti-Pops.
Anti-Pops.
Jinx.
[GASPS]
He who will erase us.
Attention, Space Tree.
This is your captain speaking.
There's been a change of plans.
You're all graduated,
effective immediately.
Congrats.
Your first mission as rangers
starts now.
Leave the Space Tree and get to
your rendezvous points
as soon as possible.
Godspeed and good luck.
Sir, an unknown ship
just docked with the Space Tree.
We're too late.
[KLAXON BLARES]
[GASPS]
[GROWLS]
[HISSES]
[THUD]
Unh. Aah.
Protect Pops.
Make sure he gets off
the Space Tree.
[OVERLAPPING CHATTER]
Why me?
No time to explain. Just go.
Everybody, come on.
Aah.
No.
I'm so confused.
What's going on?
Yeah. Why's Pops so special?
Oh, I didn't ask for this.
Why does
everyone on the Space Tree
have to suffer on my account?
We'll figure it out later, Pops.
Let's just do what Rawls said
and get you out of here.
There's a ship in the hanger
we can take.
Sorry, sir. There's
no sign of Pops anywhere.
Where is he?
I told you I don't know.
[SCREAMS]
All right.
He's-He's on his way.
[GRUNTS]
You lie.
No, no. He'll be here
in two minutes.
That's like
a thousand push-ups.
A thousand push-ups
in two minutes?
Impossible.
Watch me.
Huh. One, two, three,
four, five.
One-handed.
Clapping. Double clapping.
Fingertips. Fingertip.
Aztec push-ups.
Triple-dip push-ups.
Toe-toe-toe push-ups.
Riding push-ups.
Should I
take him out, sir?
No, no. I want to see
how this ends.
There's the ship,
and it's not alone.
This is so boring.
Oh, hush up. Keep an eye out
for the one with the big head.
[HISSES]
[INDISTINCT ALIEN CHATTER]
Wow, is that
Super Nova Nacho?
You holding out on us,
Jeff?
[SNARLS]
Come on, Jeff.
You know we don't speak
Lizarkian.
[ALL GRUNT]
MORDECAI: Come on.
Let's get out of here.
I'm not going.
Come on, Pops.
We got to go.
We can't just
abandon everyone.
I'm going back
to save them.
It's what a real
Space Tree Ranger would do.
BOTH: Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm.
I've got an idea.
Huh. Barrel roll.
Huh. Toe touch.
Huh. Somersault.
[GROWLS] Enough.
If someone doesn't
bring me Pops right now,
you can say farewell
to your Space Tree
and yourselves.
Sir, look.
[CHUCKLES]
You're too late.
Guards, get to your ships.
We cannot lose them.
Waah.
I told you to get Pops
off the Space Tree.
We couldn't
leave you behind.
It's not
the Space Tree Ranger way.
Hmm. That's very noble
of you, Pops.
Stupid but noble.
You're a true Ranger.
It's a shame we have to
cut the graduation short,
but you have no idea
what danger lies ahead of you.
Everybody,
we don't have much time.
Get to your domes
and warp out of here
as fast as you can.
Follow us.
There's a guard ahead.
Don't worry. I got this.
Oh.
Uhh.
Aah.
Keep running.
No, no, no, no.
No, no, no.
What should we
do now, sir?
Destroy them all,
but leave Pops to me.
Ahh. The dome room door
is closing.
Not on my watch.
[GRUNTS]
Cadets, move.
[GROANING]
Come on, Rawls.
Let's get out of here.
You guys go.
I'm staying here.
Rawls, no.
Just go.
Hoo-yah. Oh.
FEMALE COMPUTER VOICE:
Warp drive activated.
One minute and counting.
Sureshot,
give us your status.
We're right behind you, Benson.
[SPEAKS LIZARKIAN]
[ALL GRUNT]
Benson, warp out of here now.
We'll hold them off.
Brace yourselves.
[GROWLS]
Aah. Who are these guys?
[ALL GRUNT]
Sureshot, what happened?
Sureshot?
Need back-up.
BOTH: Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm.
We got this.
Aah.
I can't shake 'em.
Ha ha ha.
What the...
How 'bout some of this?
Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm.
Let's take that dweeb out.
Mordecai, help.
[BOTH CACKLE]
In yo' face.
Whoa.
Whoa.
[BOTH GASP]
Heh heh heh heh.
This ends now.
They've locked onto the dome
with the tractor beam.
Warp us, Benson.
I can't.
The controls are disabled.
You two get back to the dome.
We'll take it from here.
No, we're not leaving you.
Just do it. We'll meet up
with you guys later.
But you could die.
Hey, there's nothing more sure
than death.
Uhh, don't be so dramatic.
We'll disable the tractor beam.
Mordecai, Rigby,
just go.
30 seconds to warp speed.
[ALARM BLARING]
[BOTH GRUNT]
So long, Pops.
Ship ammo depleted.
We''e out of ammo.
I'm not out of ammo.
Yeah, but with your aim,
you don't have a chance,
Sureshot.
That's my name.
Don't wear it out.
[BEEP]
Sureshot, no-o-o-o.
[ALL GASP]
Warp speed engaged.
[♪♪♪]
[BOTH CHUCKLE]
you folks were scrawny,
weak, confused,
drifting aimlessly in space.
Utterly useless.
Until the Space Tree
graciously took you in.
Was it a mistake?
Only time will tell.
And now those worthless,
scrawny cadets
stand before me
as moderately serviceable
Space Tree Rangers.
And today, you'll graduate
the Spark Initiative
and soon be on your way
to terraform your first planet.
I've already sent
the coordinates
into your dome's
navigational computer,
along with
your personal fighter ships.
Today is graduation day.
There will be a ceremony tonight
with light refreshments,
compliments of the Space Tree.
Hope to see you there.
[CHEERING]
Whoa.
Whoa.
Graduation.
Graduation.
Wow, one minute,
I'm graduating high school,
and now
I'm graduating space?
Take that, Dad.
Hmm-hmm. I don't think
light refreshments
are gonna cut it.
Comet Stop.
Comet Stop.
Dude, should we get
Moon Cheddar and Onion
or Milky Way
Mesquite Barbecue?
What about Super Nova Nacho?
Eh, I'll just
get 'em all.
It's not a party
unless you have chips
that taste like
three different things.
MAN: Come on, man.
Hurry up with the change.
Sorry, bro. My boss makes me
count back all the change.
Well, my boss will freak out
if we're late for the attack
on the Space Tree, so hurry up.
[BOTH GASP]
[RUMBLING]
Sir.
What's taking so long?
I-I got your
Cherry Space Splushee
just as you requested.
But this guy's taking too long
to give me my change.
[SLURPS]
Keep the change.
Heh heh heh.
Aah.
Heh heh. Bad show.
Jolly bad show.
Heh heh heh heh heh.
And he looked just like Pops
but evil.
Yeah,
like an opposite Pops.
Anti-Pops.
Anti-Pops.
Jinx.
[GASPS]
He who will erase us.
Attention, Space Tree.
This is your captain speaking.
There's been a change of plans.
You're all graduated,
effective immediately.
Congrats.
Your first mission as rangers
starts now.
Leave the Space Tree and get to
your rendezvous points
as soon as possible.
Godspeed and good luck.
Sir, an unknown ship
just docked with the Space Tree.
We're too late.
[KLAXON BLARES]
[GASPS]
[GROWLS]
[HISSES]
[THUD]
Unh. Aah.
Protect Pops.
Make sure he gets off
the Space Tree.
[OVERLAPPING CHATTER]
Why me?
No time to explain. Just go.
Everybody, come on.
Aah.
No.
I'm so confused.
What's going on?
Yeah. Why's Pops so special?
Oh, I didn't ask for this.
Why does
everyone on the Space Tree
have to suffer on my account?
We'll figure it out later, Pops.
Let's just do what Rawls said
and get you out of here.
There's a ship in the hanger
we can take.
Sorry, sir. There's
no sign of Pops anywhere.
Where is he?
I told you I don't know.
[SCREAMS]
All right.
He's-He's on his way.
[GRUNTS]
You lie.
No, no. He'll be here
in two minutes.
That's like
a thousand push-ups.
A thousand push-ups
in two minutes?
Impossible.
Watch me.
Huh. One, two, three,
four, five.
One-handed.
Clapping. Double clapping.
Fingertips. Fingertip.
Aztec push-ups.
Triple-dip push-ups.
Toe-toe-toe push-ups.
Riding push-ups.
Should I
take him out, sir?
No, no. I want to see
how this ends.
There's the ship,
and it's not alone.
This is so boring.
Oh, hush up. Keep an eye out
for the one with the big head.
[HISSES]
[INDISTINCT ALIEN CHATTER]
Wow, is that
Super Nova Nacho?
You holding out on us,
Jeff?
[SNARLS]
Come on, Jeff.
You know we don't speak
Lizarkian.
[ALL GRUNT]
MORDECAI: Come on.
Let's get out of here.
I'm not going.
Come on, Pops.
We got to go.
We can't just
abandon everyone.
I'm going back
to save them.
It's what a real
Space Tree Ranger would do.
BOTH: Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm.
I've got an idea.
Huh. Barrel roll.
Huh. Toe touch.
Huh. Somersault.
[GROWLS] Enough.
If someone doesn't
bring me Pops right now,
you can say farewell
to your Space Tree
and yourselves.
Sir, look.
[CHUCKLES]
You're too late.
Guards, get to your ships.
We cannot lose them.
Waah.
I told you to get Pops
off the Space Tree.
We couldn't
leave you behind.
It's not
the Space Tree Ranger way.
Hmm. That's very noble
of you, Pops.
Stupid but noble.
You're a true Ranger.
It's a shame we have to
cut the graduation short,
but you have no idea
what danger lies ahead of you.
Everybody,
we don't have much time.
Get to your domes
and warp out of here
as fast as you can.
Follow us.
There's a guard ahead.
Don't worry. I got this.
Oh.
Uhh.
Aah.
Keep running.
No, no, no, no.
No, no, no.
What should we
do now, sir?
Destroy them all,
but leave Pops to me.
Ahh. The dome room door
is closing.
Not on my watch.
[GRUNTS]
Cadets, move.
[GROANING]
Come on, Rawls.
Let's get out of here.
You guys go.
I'm staying here.
Rawls, no.
Just go.
Hoo-yah. Oh.
FEMALE COMPUTER VOICE:
Warp drive activated.
One minute and counting.
Sureshot,
give us your status.
We're right behind you, Benson.
[SPEAKS LIZARKIAN]
[ALL GRUNT]
Benson, warp out of here now.
We'll hold them off.
Brace yourselves.
[GROWLS]
Aah. Who are these guys?
[ALL GRUNT]
Sureshot, what happened?
Sureshot?
Need back-up.
BOTH: Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm.
We got this.
Aah.
I can't shake 'em.
Ha ha ha.
What the...
How 'bout some of this?
Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm.
Let's take that dweeb out.
Mordecai, help.
[BOTH CACKLE]
In yo' face.
Whoa.
Whoa.
[BOTH GASP]
Heh heh heh heh.
This ends now.
They've locked onto the dome
with the tractor beam.
Warp us, Benson.
I can't.
The controls are disabled.
You two get back to the dome.
We'll take it from here.
No, we're not leaving you.
Just do it. We'll meet up
with you guys later.
But you could die.
Hey, there's nothing more sure
than death.
Uhh, don't be so dramatic.
We'll disable the tractor beam.
Mordecai, Rigby,
just go.
30 seconds to warp speed.
[ALARM BLARING]
[BOTH GRUNT]
So long, Pops.
Ship ammo depleted.
We''e out of ammo.
I'm not out of ammo.
Yeah, but with your aim,
you don't have a chance,
Sureshot.
That's my name.
Don't wear it out.
[BEEP]
Sureshot, no-o-o-o.
[ALL GASP]
Warp speed engaged.
[♪♪♪]
[BOTH CHUCKLE]