Silverhawks (1986–…): Season 1, Episode 4 - Save the Sun - full transcript
The mob takes control of Limbo's artificial sun, and the Silverhawks prepare to launch a counterattack.
Let's Go!
hardware and Buzz-saw hijack
the Galaxy of Limbo's artificial sun,
while Melodia terrorizes
Professor Power.
The Silver Hawks must
rescue the Professor
and save the sun, in today's
episode of: Silver-Hawks.
Tally-hawk!
Wings of silver, nerves
of steel, Silver-Hawks!
Partly metal, partly real, Silver-Hawks!
Soaring through the highway
of the heavens in their flight
Silver-Hawks, a rainbow in the night
Wings of silver, nerves
of steel, Silver-Hawks!
Partly metal, partly
real, Silver-Hawks
Silver-Hawks
- Save The Sun -
Star-Tanker 3 to base,
Star-Tanker 3 to base.
Routine position check
at 3100 limbo time.
We are 13,000 limbo
leaks from artificial sun.
We expect to dock and
commence refueling the
artificial sun in
approximately 15 hours time.
I hate monitoring
these tanker runs.
They should have found a
better way of refueling that sun.
It's too vulnerable to attack.
Relax your rivets, Commander.
We haven't had a
tanker raid for months.
Don't count your satellites
before they're in orbit, Steel-heart.
4100 limbo time and all clear.
That's what you
think, fool. He, he, he.
In a couple of hours,
you'll be deep spaced
and I, Mon*Star,
the Planet Master,
will control the most powerful
force in the galaxy of limbo,
the artificial sun!
And when I control the
sun, no one will resist me!
I'll just burn them out!
Hi, hi, yeah! Hi, hi, hi, hi.
Oh, yes, boss.
Oh, what a plan, boss.
We'll... You'll
rule limbo, boss.
Yes, yes, yes.
Limbo? Yes-man!
Limbo?!
I'll rule the universe!
Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi!
We are moving to the
dark side of the sun now.
Entering radio blackout zone.
We'll report when
refueling is complete.
Nothing we can do now
but wait, Commander.
It's the waiting I hate!
Dead slow ahead. Easy does it.
Dead slow ahead
it is, Professor.
Now, right hand down a bit.
Right hand down it is.
This is one landing you'd better
not bungle, Professor Power.
You'll never get away with this,
Melodia. Why, the Silverhawks...
The Silverhawks won't find
out about it until it's too late.
Now, get that thing docked.
Locking on.
Now.
Engines off.
Engines off it is.
And now, my dear Professor,
it's time to call in my friends.
Go for it, hardware!
There's the signal! Let's go!
Professor Power, I'm getting severe
interference. What's happening?
One word from you, bulb
head, and I'll put your lights out.
Mayday! Mayday! Mayday!
[Melodia laughing]
Who are you calling, Captain?
We're in radio blackout here.
There's no one to hear you.
Nice work, Buzz-saw. Let's go!
Help, Professor Power!
We're being invaded! Help!
There's no Professor Power
to help you now, Captain.
Melodia's got him in a jam.
Let's get this thing unloaded.
We've taken the
tanker! Ha, ha, ha, ha.
Hey!
Come out of there,
Professor, or I'll harmonize you.
(BOOM!)
Melodia! Melodia!
What was that?
That professor must have
had some kind of escape pod.
That's what you'll need when
Mon*Star finds out you let him escape.
Then you'll really
have to face the music.
I'm not afraid of Mon*Star. Get
ready to blow those anchors, boys.
Then we'll really put this
little show on the road.
First anchor charged
in position, Melodia.
Three to go.
We'll be ready to blow.
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
Not enough cabs in Limbo, they say.
If you ask me, and nobody does,
there's too many cabs in Limbo.
You know what I mean? I've
been without a fare for three hours.
You know what I... All right!
It could be some business.
If know what I mean?
Two down, two to go.
Eh, Taxi?
Get me to Hawk Haven, Seymour. Fast!
- You got it, Professor.
Hurry, hardware! Hurry!
We're getting behind the beat!
Wind your neck in, Melodia.
I'm moving as fast as I can.
That blasted tanker is overdue.
I had a bad feeling about it.
You have got to be less
emotional, Commander.
You'll blow your circuits if you...
- What's that?
A space hack is
bringing someone in.
Start the countdown, Melodia.
All four anchor
charges are in position.
[Melodia laughs]
Professor Power, what
are you doing here?
The Mon*Star's mob
has hijacked the sun.
What?
Now, no one in this galaxy
will be able to resist us.
We own the sun.
If anyone stands up to
us, we'll just burn them out.
Mon*Star will rule Limbo, and I will be
the most powerful woman in the world.
(laughing)
Mon*Star's mob, what?
They've hijacked the sun,
Commander Stargazer.
Now, relax my rivets.
Blow my circuits.
See? I knew something
was going down.
I felt it in my chips.
Silverhawks,
scramble the Mirage.
Get up there to that
blasted sun and fix it.
Hey, look where you're going,
pal. You know what I mean?
Sorry about that, Seymour,
but we got to burn shucks.
20 seconds to blast off.
[laughing]
15 seconds and counting.
10. Engage main reactor.
Main reactor, engage.
5. Detonating anchor charges.
Blast off.
- Blasting off.
(screaming)
What's happening?
One of the charges
failed to explode.
We're still anchored.
Well, do something
about it, buzz-saw.
All systems go, Melodia.
We did it, boys. We did it.
Switching to cruise
control. 75% power.
Nothing can stop us now.
We own the
artificial sun of Limbo.
The most powerful force in
the galaxy of Limbo is ours.
Ours. Ours!
[laughing]
Well, heck, quick,
Silver, old buddy.
When's the commander going
to give us the interception point?
You know, Stargazer,
figuring and figures aren't
exactly his strongest points.
He's so stubborn.
It would only take Will and me a couple
of hours to bring his circuits up to date.
If you ask me, he kind
of likes being obsolete.
Mirage to Stargazer.
We need that interception
point now, Commander.
Okay, okay, hold it. Just
hold your horses, Lieutenant.
Try zone 8, sector 7.
"Try zone 8, sector 7."
Eh, what does he think
this is, a scavenger hunt?
I heard that, Wrangler.
Now, move it.
Zone 8, sector 7. Geronimo.
What was that?
Silverhawks patrol
to Star Tanker 3.
Stop your engines and heave too.
Full power!
There's no way we can
outrun the Mirage, Melodia.
Silverhawks to Star Tanker 3.
Heave to and
prepare for boarding.
Never!
Okay, Hawks. Let's go
rearrange the ladies' keys.
Prepare to launch.
Release!
- Release! - Release! - Release!
Dive!
Wig it!
[Melodia laughing]
There is nothing I like
better than a Turkey shoot.
Scatter!
Time to change that lady's tune.
See you later, old girl.
Yee-haw!
We'll take the tanker.
Blue-grass can face the music.
Let's go for it!
Hang on, kid.
- Help!
Whoa!
Whoa!
Touchdown!
All right!
All done!
That's the end of
your solo, cowboy.
And it'll soon be
the end of you.
Ouch!
Yee-haw!
I'll never forget
this, Blue-grass!
One day, one day you'll pay.
All of us who live in
the Galaxy of Limbo
should thank you, Silverhawks.
Just doing the job, Professor.
It's what we're here for.
That's right.
Well, if Mon*Star
had captured our sun,
every one of us would
have been at his mercy.
Oh, shucks, Professor.
Like the lieutenant says, it
weren't no hill for a stepper.
He, he, he. He means,
it was all in a day's work.
Speaking of days, Professor, now
that the sun's safely back on station,
isn't it time we had a
little light around here?
Oh, of course, of course.
Well, who's going
to turn night into day?
Well, the kid took the hits.
I guess he should
get the game ball.
[whistles] Who-ho!
Go for it, kid.
Silverhawks!
Okay, kid, all strapped
in and ready to go?
Yep.
All right. Today we're flying out
to the edge of the solar system.
Blast off!
Look sharp now, kid.
Our first destination
is coming up fast.
Now this green planet
lies beyond Saturn.
For four points, kid,
what is its name?
Here's a hint, kid. It's the
seventh planet in our solar system.
[beep beep]
Uranus!
Right you are.
Four points, buddy.
Now, you can add
another four points
if you can tell me the
name of this next planet.
It looks a lot like Uranus
and it has two satellites.
[beep beep]
Neptune!
Okay, kid, way to go.
You've got another four points.
Okay, one more to go.
Now this is the smallest
planet in our solar system.
And most of the time it's the
furthest planet from the sun.
This planet and
its single satellite,
Charon, form what
looks like a double planet.
For three points, kid,
what is this planet?
[beep beep]
Pluto.
All right, 11 points today.
Kid, you are a real ace.
hardware and Buzz-saw hijack
the Galaxy of Limbo's artificial sun,
while Melodia terrorizes
Professor Power.
The Silver Hawks must
rescue the Professor
and save the sun, in today's
episode of: Silver-Hawks.
Tally-hawk!
Wings of silver, nerves
of steel, Silver-Hawks!
Partly metal, partly real, Silver-Hawks!
Soaring through the highway
of the heavens in their flight
Silver-Hawks, a rainbow in the night
Wings of silver, nerves
of steel, Silver-Hawks!
Partly metal, partly
real, Silver-Hawks
Silver-Hawks
- Save The Sun -
Star-Tanker 3 to base,
Star-Tanker 3 to base.
Routine position check
at 3100 limbo time.
We are 13,000 limbo
leaks from artificial sun.
We expect to dock and
commence refueling the
artificial sun in
approximately 15 hours time.
I hate monitoring
these tanker runs.
They should have found a
better way of refueling that sun.
It's too vulnerable to attack.
Relax your rivets, Commander.
We haven't had a
tanker raid for months.
Don't count your satellites
before they're in orbit, Steel-heart.
4100 limbo time and all clear.
That's what you
think, fool. He, he, he.
In a couple of hours,
you'll be deep spaced
and I, Mon*Star,
the Planet Master,
will control the most powerful
force in the galaxy of limbo,
the artificial sun!
And when I control the
sun, no one will resist me!
I'll just burn them out!
Hi, hi, yeah! Hi, hi, hi, hi.
Oh, yes, boss.
Oh, what a plan, boss.
We'll... You'll
rule limbo, boss.
Yes, yes, yes.
Limbo? Yes-man!
Limbo?!
I'll rule the universe!
Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi!
We are moving to the
dark side of the sun now.
Entering radio blackout zone.
We'll report when
refueling is complete.
Nothing we can do now
but wait, Commander.
It's the waiting I hate!
Dead slow ahead. Easy does it.
Dead slow ahead
it is, Professor.
Now, right hand down a bit.
Right hand down it is.
This is one landing you'd better
not bungle, Professor Power.
You'll never get away with this,
Melodia. Why, the Silverhawks...
The Silverhawks won't find
out about it until it's too late.
Now, get that thing docked.
Locking on.
Now.
Engines off.
Engines off it is.
And now, my dear Professor,
it's time to call in my friends.
Go for it, hardware!
There's the signal! Let's go!
Professor Power, I'm getting severe
interference. What's happening?
One word from you, bulb
head, and I'll put your lights out.
Mayday! Mayday! Mayday!
[Melodia laughing]
Who are you calling, Captain?
We're in radio blackout here.
There's no one to hear you.
Nice work, Buzz-saw. Let's go!
Help, Professor Power!
We're being invaded! Help!
There's no Professor Power
to help you now, Captain.
Melodia's got him in a jam.
Let's get this thing unloaded.
We've taken the
tanker! Ha, ha, ha, ha.
Hey!
Come out of there,
Professor, or I'll harmonize you.
(BOOM!)
Melodia! Melodia!
What was that?
That professor must have
had some kind of escape pod.
That's what you'll need when
Mon*Star finds out you let him escape.
Then you'll really
have to face the music.
I'm not afraid of Mon*Star. Get
ready to blow those anchors, boys.
Then we'll really put this
little show on the road.
First anchor charged
in position, Melodia.
Three to go.
We'll be ready to blow.
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
Not enough cabs in Limbo, they say.
If you ask me, and nobody does,
there's too many cabs in Limbo.
You know what I mean? I've
been without a fare for three hours.
You know what I... All right!
It could be some business.
If know what I mean?
Two down, two to go.
Eh, Taxi?
Get me to Hawk Haven, Seymour. Fast!
- You got it, Professor.
Hurry, hardware! Hurry!
We're getting behind the beat!
Wind your neck in, Melodia.
I'm moving as fast as I can.
That blasted tanker is overdue.
I had a bad feeling about it.
You have got to be less
emotional, Commander.
You'll blow your circuits if you...
- What's that?
A space hack is
bringing someone in.
Start the countdown, Melodia.
All four anchor
charges are in position.
[Melodia laughs]
Professor Power, what
are you doing here?
The Mon*Star's mob
has hijacked the sun.
What?
Now, no one in this galaxy
will be able to resist us.
We own the sun.
If anyone stands up to
us, we'll just burn them out.
Mon*Star will rule Limbo, and I will be
the most powerful woman in the world.
(laughing)
Mon*Star's mob, what?
They've hijacked the sun,
Commander Stargazer.
Now, relax my rivets.
Blow my circuits.
See? I knew something
was going down.
I felt it in my chips.
Silverhawks,
scramble the Mirage.
Get up there to that
blasted sun and fix it.
Hey, look where you're going,
pal. You know what I mean?
Sorry about that, Seymour,
but we got to burn shucks.
20 seconds to blast off.
[laughing]
15 seconds and counting.
10. Engage main reactor.
Main reactor, engage.
5. Detonating anchor charges.
Blast off.
- Blasting off.
(screaming)
What's happening?
One of the charges
failed to explode.
We're still anchored.
Well, do something
about it, buzz-saw.
All systems go, Melodia.
We did it, boys. We did it.
Switching to cruise
control. 75% power.
Nothing can stop us now.
We own the
artificial sun of Limbo.
The most powerful force in
the galaxy of Limbo is ours.
Ours. Ours!
[laughing]
Well, heck, quick,
Silver, old buddy.
When's the commander going
to give us the interception point?
You know, Stargazer,
figuring and figures aren't
exactly his strongest points.
He's so stubborn.
It would only take Will and me a couple
of hours to bring his circuits up to date.
If you ask me, he kind
of likes being obsolete.
Mirage to Stargazer.
We need that interception
point now, Commander.
Okay, okay, hold it. Just
hold your horses, Lieutenant.
Try zone 8, sector 7.
"Try zone 8, sector 7."
Eh, what does he think
this is, a scavenger hunt?
I heard that, Wrangler.
Now, move it.
Zone 8, sector 7. Geronimo.
What was that?
Silverhawks patrol
to Star Tanker 3.
Stop your engines and heave too.
Full power!
There's no way we can
outrun the Mirage, Melodia.
Silverhawks to Star Tanker 3.
Heave to and
prepare for boarding.
Never!
Okay, Hawks. Let's go
rearrange the ladies' keys.
Prepare to launch.
Release!
- Release! - Release! - Release!
Dive!
Wig it!
[Melodia laughing]
There is nothing I like
better than a Turkey shoot.
Scatter!
Time to change that lady's tune.
See you later, old girl.
Yee-haw!
We'll take the tanker.
Blue-grass can face the music.
Let's go for it!
Hang on, kid.
- Help!
Whoa!
Whoa!
Touchdown!
All right!
All done!
That's the end of
your solo, cowboy.
And it'll soon be
the end of you.
Ouch!
Yee-haw!
I'll never forget
this, Blue-grass!
One day, one day you'll pay.
All of us who live in
the Galaxy of Limbo
should thank you, Silverhawks.
Just doing the job, Professor.
It's what we're here for.
That's right.
Well, if Mon*Star
had captured our sun,
every one of us would
have been at his mercy.
Oh, shucks, Professor.
Like the lieutenant says, it
weren't no hill for a stepper.
He, he, he. He means,
it was all in a day's work.
Speaking of days, Professor, now
that the sun's safely back on station,
isn't it time we had a
little light around here?
Oh, of course, of course.
Well, who's going
to turn night into day?
Well, the kid took the hits.
I guess he should
get the game ball.
[whistles] Who-ho!
Go for it, kid.
Silverhawks!
Okay, kid, all strapped
in and ready to go?
Yep.
All right. Today we're flying out
to the edge of the solar system.
Blast off!
Look sharp now, kid.
Our first destination
is coming up fast.
Now this green planet
lies beyond Saturn.
For four points, kid,
what is its name?
Here's a hint, kid. It's the
seventh planet in our solar system.
[beep beep]
Uranus!
Right you are.
Four points, buddy.
Now, you can add
another four points
if you can tell me the
name of this next planet.
It looks a lot like Uranus
and it has two satellites.
[beep beep]
Neptune!
Okay, kid, way to go.
You've got another four points.
Okay, one more to go.
Now this is the smallest
planet in our solar system.
And most of the time it's the
furthest planet from the sun.
This planet and
its single satellite,
Charon, form what
looks like a double planet.
For three points, kid,
what is this planet?
[beep beep]
Pluto.
All right, 11 points today.
Kid, you are a real ace.