Silverhawks (1986–…): Season 1, Episode 2 - Journey to Limbo - full transcript

The Silverhawks explore Limbo and attack Mon*Star, forcing him back to his stronghold Brim*Star.

NARRATOR: From his command center.
Hawk Haven. In the Galaxy of Limbo...

Commander Stargazer
contacts Earth headquarters...

to inform them that Mon'Star.
Universal enemy number one...

has escaped from
Penal Planet Ten.

Mon'Star has freed the
most dangerous criminals...

in this or any other galaxy.

And now he's terrorizing Limbo.

Will Stargazer get the volunteers he
needs from Earth to fight this evil mob?

Today's episode of SihlerHawks.

That must be it.

Hawk Haven, home for
the next few centuries.



[WHISTLES]

Well. Sis. I guess the cowboy
gave us a pretty good ride.

Just so long as he sits
out a set to land this thing.

[PLAYING GUITAR]

Ninety seconds to breakfast.

Wonk! You care to stretch
your wings. Shed-hawks?

STARGAZER: I'd like to welcome
you to Hawk Haven. Silverflawks.

Now. You enter the
door in the north wall.

[COPPER-KIDD WHISTLES]

Is that you.
Commander Stargazer?

[BEEPING]

STARGAZER: Well. Come in.

[COPPER-KIDD WHISTLES]

Wow.



Sure is homey.

You're Quicksilver, light?

Yes, sir, that's right. —Oh,
can the “sir” stuff, lieutenant.

We're gonna be working
together too closely lo! All that.

Right. Let me introduce...

No offense, Quicksilver,
but let's make the intros short.

You're Steelheali. Light?

And you must be he! Little
brothel. Steelwill, light?

You got it.

Put it there. Commander.

Forget it. I've lead your file.

Guess you're the Copper-Kidd.

[WHISTLING]

From the Planet
o1 the Mimes. Huh?

Heh—heh. Never
been there myself.

Colonel Bluegrass. Light?

-Mm-hm. STARGAZER: Ugh.

Heh. Young 10! A colonel.

Oh. Shucks. Just naturally
talented. Commander.

So you're the
latest models. Huh?

Oh-ho. Pretty slick.

Been promising myself
a trip back to Chicago.

Get refitted, couple of
laughs with the old crowd.

But that blasted Mon♪Sta|
has put an end to all that.

Yes. Uh...

What's the current
status. Commander?

Well. Here's the situation.

That planet's the Blim♪Sta|.

And right at the bottom
of that star-shaped crater...

is the mall's headquarters,
Mon♪Star's fortress.

That dam thing's just
about indestructible.

YES-MAN: Boss. It's me. Yes-Man.

Come in. Yes-Man.

They're here. Boss.

The SilvelHawks are here.

[MON♪STAR CHUCKLES]

Then we must welcome
them. Yes-Man. Light?

Yes. Boss.

Certainly. Boss.

Anything you say. Boss.

Yes-Man, the
transformation chamber.

Yes. Boss.

Moon ♪ Star of Limbo.

Give me the
might... the muscle...

the menace of IUlon♪Star.

Call the boys together. Yes-Man.

Prepare all the weapons
and load up the space limos.

We'll make a direct
attack on Hawk Haven.

Yes. Boss.

Certainly. Boss.

Great idea. Boss.

Take cover.

[COPPER-KIDD WHISTLES]

[STAHGAZER CHUCKLES]

Relax. Guys.

Meet Tally-Hawk.

[COPPER-KIDD WHISTLES]

That's some bird.
Commander. A robot?

No. Sir.

He's partly metal, partly real.

Just like you guys.

Hey. Little Will. You think
we could build one ol those?

Like I always say. Sis.

Where there's a
Will. There's a way.

Does he do anything else...

besides looking rnean enough
to chew nails off a fence?

[TALLY-HAWK SHRIEKS]

STARGAZER: Does
that answer your question?

He's a spy satellite.

Scout interceptor.

You control him with this panel.

[BEEPING]

You'd better learn it fast, because
it looks like we got company.

[GHOWLS]

Come on and fight. YellowHawks.

[TALLY-HAWK SHRIEKS]

Call him back.

The green button.

[SHRIEKS]

Looks like we're going
to see some action.

Ready to fly. Colonel?

Ready as a rooster
in a henhouse.

Then let's go.

Wanna leave that toy
behind. Colonel Bluegrass?

You ever seen a toy like this?

[PLAYING GUITAR]

'\Nhat was that, sheriff?

E-flat, lady.

E-flat major.

She's a sergeant, colonel.

Galactic storms.
Destroy the silvelHawks.

You did it, boss. You did it.

They're running.

MON' ST AR: Don't
be too sure. Yes-Man.

Yes. Boss.

No. Boss.

BLUEGRASS [OVER
RADIO]: Prepare to launch.

Release.

QUICKSILVER: Wing it.

Cluster.

[TALLY-HAWK SHRIEKS]

[MON♪STAR YELLS]

Scatter.

[YELLS]

[MON♪STAR YELLING]

MELON A: Faster.
Yes-Man. Taster.

We'll give them
the big crescendo.

Yes. Melodia.

Certainly. Melodia.

They will never
forget this concert.

[CACKLING]

You wanna jam. Lady?

We'll jam.

Let's join the party. Hot Licks.

[BLUEGRASS PLAYING GUITAR]

[G HU HTS]

YES-MAN: You did ii, Melodia.

He's bailing out.

[MELODIA CACKLING]

We tuned them out.

BLUEGRASS: Now you see it.

Now you don't.

YES-MAN: You got it. Melodia.

Blasted it right out of the sky.

Now 10! The pilot. Yes-Man.

Yes. Melodia.

Whatever you say.

Yes. Yes. Yes.

What a session.

You are out of tune, lady.

Well, that's the
end of that song.

Looks like the party's over.

[WHISTLES]

[MON♪STAR YELLS]

No one escapes Mon♪Sta|.

[ROARING]

[GIBBERING]

Whatever you say.

[GHOWLING]

Don't mean to horn
in on your act, sis...

but maybe we should
give him the old heave-ho.

STEELHEART: Let's do it.

- Heave-ho.
- Heave-ho.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

[WHISTLES]

[YELLS]

Lightning. Take Windhammel.

[BEEPS]

[MON♪STAR GHOWLS]

MON♪STAR:
Mon♪Sta| will find you.

You cannot hide.

Tally-Hawk.

[TALLY-HAWK SHRIEKS]

MON' ST AR: Back.

Back to Brim ♪ Star.

Uh. Nice try. SilvelHawks.

Nice try?

That's a hard man.

Oh. You're all heart. Commander.

He's light.

Mon♪Sta| and his
mob are still loose.

And the universe won't be saie
until we get them back behind bars.

[SHRIEKS]

[STAMMERING]

You've got your
work cut out 10! You.

Welcome to Limbo. SilvelHawks.

BLUEGRASS: Nice touch
on those controls. Kidd.

Thanks. Bluegrass.

Hey. Look out.

Close call. Huh?

Gotta watch out for
those pesky devils.

They can really
dent your fender.

By the way. Kidd. For three
points. What are they called?

Asteroids. Right. Three points.

And, brother, you
sure earned them.

Here's a four-pointer.

What are asteroids
probably made of?

I'll give you a clue
with this one, Kidd.

There's more than
one correct answer.

That's right, Kidd.
Stone and metal.

And another four points.

Seven points today.

Not bad. Not had at all.

Uh-oh. What's that?

Ha-ha-ha. Got you, Kidd.

That's not tunny.

You're right, Kidd. I'm sorry.

Being a space pilot is
serious business. Right?

Right.

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