The Real Adventures of Jonny Quest (1996–1997): Season 2, Episode 4 - Race Against Danger - full transcript
[theme music]
Play one of the best new FPS shooters,
search Steam for PROJECT WARLOCK
[music continues]
[ambient music]
[intense music]
beep beep
0300, right on schedule.
Check, the clock's ticking.
I'm gonna beat Bannon's
best time even if it kills me.
I'm with you, partner.
[panting]
- Yah!
- Ah! Oof!
beep
Clark, look out!
boom
Aaaah!
beep
boom
Did you see that?
The trees are shooting fire.
Move it, Hill.
This quartz
it's trying to kill us.
zap
Aah!
bang bang
Ye-aw!
(male #1)
'Ha ha ha. I'd advise you
to keep moving, Mr. Clark.'
(Clark)
'Who are you?
What's going on?'
Ah! Ah!
Ya-wo!
Aah-whoa!
(male #1)
How disappointing.
They didn't
make it very far at all.
I hope, Mr. Race Bannon
will provide more amusement.
zap
[upbeat music]
[pleasant music]
(Corbin)
'There's the obstacle course
I told you about.'
Our country uses it to train
all types of military
and intelligence personnel.
It looks very challenging.
Gosh, Race,
did you ever run it?
You could say that, Jonny.
(Corbin)
'Actually, boys..'
...your friend, Race holds
our all-time speed record.
- Still? After all this time?
- I'm afraid so.
A sad comment on my new breed
of recruits
but...what can I do?
Good to see you again, sir.
You remember Phil Corbin!
- Hello Agent Corbin.
- Dr. Quest.
Boys. Well, you guys
are still breathing.
So, my man Bannon
must be doing something, right?
Oh, yes. Race is
an excellent bodyguard.
I'll say, we think he's just
like a member of the family.
woof woof
Well, that makes it unanimous.
Thank you for assigning
him to us.
Hey, Corbin,
can we get on with it.
You are right, Race.
Sanderson, activate
Sequence Alpha.
beep
(computerized vocalization)
'Activate cloaking mask.
Desert mode.'
Would you look at that?
What do you
make of it, doctor?
Hmm. Some sort of
holographic camouflage, I guess.
Very good. That's exactly
what it is, doctor.
beep beep
Look everyone!
(computerized vocalization)
'Rocky to rainbow.'
'Snowfield mode.'
'Jungle mode.'
'Deactivate cloaking mask.'
Amazing!
Frightening too.
What do you mean, Race?
This technology could
hide a whole army.
Hide it until it's too late
to defend against.
Isn't that the whole idea
to give our boys in the field
an advantage over the enemy.
Come on, I'll show you around.
Actually, we owe this
all to you, Dr. Quest.
My quantum optical research
was only theoretical.
Maybe so, doctor.
But those theories
enabled your American scientists
to develop the cloaking mask.
Don't you mean,
our American scientists?
No. Not really.
[hissing]
[coughing]
Corbin, why?
Please, Race.
Try to be more imaginative.
This wonderful cloaking mask
has more application
than disguising jeeps.
beep
- Creed!
- You remember. I'm flattered.
(Jonny)
'Race! Race, wake up!'
Jonny!
I think we're in
some real trouble here.
You don't know
the the half of it.
That wasn't Corbin.
It was Lucius Creed.
An old enemy of mine.
(Race)
'Where are the others?'
I don't know.
I just woke up too.
So, who is
this Creed jerk, anyway?
Someone who
shouldn't be alive.
(Race narrating)
We met 12 years ago
on my first field assignment.
Intelligence One
managed to trace him
to an ancient castle
in Greenland.
You guys would've liked
my partner, Greg Temple.
He's the man that taught me
everything I know.
He treated me
more like a kid brother
than a junior officer.
He'd seen it all.
Could handle anything.
thud
Creed was..
...is a dealer in arms,
drugs, assasins, you name it.
The renaissance man of scum.
But his specialty
is stolen technology.
This is it. Not a
bad setup for a creep.
This low life
has expensive tastes.
(computerized vocalization)
'The experimental nerve gas
you requested'
'will be in your
operative's hands'
'within six hours of payment.'
(Dr. Zin on monitor)
'Excellent, Mr. Creed.'
Your reputation for efficiency
is well deserved.
Thank you, Dr. Zin.
I look forward
to your future business.
Now you beauties are gonna
keep me in caviar for some time.
What's next?
boom
Intelligence One, Creed.
Give it up. We're taking you in.
Not bloody likely.
[gunfire]
boom
[gunfire]
[firing continues]
Temple, get your head down!
boom
Aah!
[coughing]
Racer, we better
get out of here.
[coughing]
- Temple!
- Race, get out of here.
Now! That's an order.
Hyah!
[explosion]
boom
boom
(Creed)
'You were lucky
that day, Mr. Bannon.'
I suppose, we both were.
Alright, Creed,
what's your game?
Game, Mr. Bannon?
This is deadly serious,
I assure you.
Where is my family, you creep?
Safe for the time being, my boy.
You see, I've gone
through all the trouble
of taking over this island
eliminating
its troublesome personel
and acquiring
"the cloaking mask" technology
but to sell it
at a worthy price
I must record
a compelling demonstration.
Let me show you
what I mean.
Aa-a-ah!
- That's Clark and Hill.
- You know them?
We trained together.
Good men.
No!
(Hill on TV)
'Oh, man!'
(Clark on TV)
'Who are you?
What's going on?'
'Aah! Ya-ow!'
Aa-a-h!
(Creed)
'Hmm-hm-hm. Pity.'
Those two
barely lasted a minute.
Hardly enough time
for a proper demonstration
for my prospective buyers.
- Get to the point, Creed.
- Certainly, Mr. Bannon.
I've used the cloaking mask
to disguise your old friend
the training course
which I modified and--
Sorry Creed, I can see
where this is going.
We're not about to jump through
hoops for the likes of you.
- Oh, not for me.
- Let me guess.
(Race)
'We've to run
your little maze of death'
or you'll hurt Hadji
and the doc.
Am I in the ballpark?
A homerun, Mr. Bannon.
This is old business
between us, Creed.
Let the boy go!
(Creed)
'Sorry, Agent Bannon.
He is your handicap.'
Besides, I can't make things
too easy for you.
Why don't you leave
your little toys at home
and fight me,
man to man?
(Creed)
'Ha ha ha.'
We can do it, Race.
Come on, Race,
let's find my dad.
- Are you up to this, kiddo?
- As long as you are.
How do you think
I got my nickname, Race?
- That's not your real name?
- Nope. It's Roger. Let's move!
Roger?
- So, this part is safe?
- Not at all.
Aw! Aah!
- I get the message.
- Hang on.
Yah!
Race, wait! I think
I see something we can use.
(Race)
'Good thinking, Jonny'
(Race)
'These should come in handy.'
Behind you!
Oh! Uh!
Aah! Argh!
zap
boom
Great work.
What did you do?
Remember the film
of your friends
they fought
these same vines.
Clark's knife made
a metal sound against the vines.
Just like that spike. I knew
they're fake, made out of metal.
Smart kid. You disabled
the control mechanism.
Get out!
[theme music]
boosh
boosh
clink
boom
crackle crackle
boom
I think we damaged
the camouflaged circuitry
in the whole area.
(Jonny)
'Good. We can
see the tracks easier.'
Race, slide!
swish
Good going, Jonny.
Impressive, Mr. Bannon.
But I do not appreciate it
when you and that brat
destroy my toys.
whoosh
[gunshots]
We have to escape somehow
to help Jonny and Race.
[Bandit whimpering]
I think I've
found something.
Nice work. But that
crawl space is too small.
- Even for you!
- For me? Yes.
woof
(Jonny)
'What a show-off?'
'Creed disguised the course
to look like a desert.'
This must be
the old climbing tower.
Let's go!
zing
[rumbling]
[gasps]
[laser gunfire]
Ha! Almost there.
Aah!
[rumbling]
Uhh!
Jonny, you can be
my handicap anytime.
(Jonny)
'I think that's
the only way.'
'I guess we'll
have to shimmy down.'
No. That's what Creed wants.
A couple of slow-moving targets.
Let's surprise him.
Ready pal?
Waah-hoo!
zap zap zap
Uhh! Aah!
thud
Oh, this looks fun.
No! That brat is
actually helping Bannon.
(Hadji)
'Hello! Excuse me!'
Ah, pipe down.
I'm sorry to distrub you,
Mr. Goon.
woof
But would you
please return our dog?
How did you get out?
And now Dr. Crest
is gone, too.
What?
Okay smartmouth, stand back.
Hey, where is everybody?
gnash
Aw!
bang
- He has a very hard skull.
- Oh, he certainly does.
Now, let's find the others.
This complex is very big.
How will find Jonny and Race?
I think I know
how to find out.
As I suspected, the power source
to run these supercomputers
is some kind of fusion reactor.
You see, Hadji.
(Dr. Quest)
'Our host is using
the cloaking mask'
'to turn the para course
into a killing ground.'
Oh, no! Can you
shut down the program?
Not from here
but I have an idea.
[gunfire]
bam
[firing continues]
Race, I have an idea.
[firing continues]
Race, help me!
There is not much time.
- Hang on, Corbin.
- Race, wait!
It's probably a trap.
- I must take that chance.
- No. You can't!
No more games.
Ha ha ha.
boom
Jonny! Race!
Ah. We are glad to see you.
(Hadji)
'Yes. Very glad.'
We managed to escape
Creed's hospitality.
Where is Bandit?
Sorry, Jonny,
he couldn't make it.
(Creed)
'I'm sorry, you two,
but this ends now.'
'I guess its true
what they say, you Racer.'
'You always hurt
the one you love.'
[machine gun firing]
So much for them.
Time to deal with Quest
and the other brat.
bam
- Going somewhere, Creed?
- Its not possible.
- Sure, it is.
But I saw you killed,
both of you.
(Dr. Quest)
'You saw what we
wanted you to see.'
When I couldn't
shut down your program
I decided to send
false information
to your control board.
You were watching your holograms
fight our holograms.
While the doctor here
was faking you out
Hadji got us out of your
twisted little fun house.
I guess that wraps it up.
Not entirely.
I got lots of friends
but only one guy ever called me
"Racer."
crackle
(Race)
'Isn't that right, Temple?'
You were always
a bright one, Racer.
When Creed was killed
all those years ago
you took it as an oppurtunity
to assume his identity.
Why did you do it, Greg?
Why do you think,
you overgrown boy scout?
The excitement, the thrills,
all that money!
I think it was the nerve gas.
It killed the real Creed
and warped your mind.
That's your opinion.
I think it gave me
clarity of thought.
Ha ha ha.
Temple! No!
- Race, there is no time.
- We've to get out of here.
You did all that
you could, old friend.
(computerized vocalization)
'Ten, nine, eight, seven'
'Fusion reactor detonation
paused at seven seconds.'
That's better.
We'll meet again, Bannon.
In the meantime, I've got
buyers waiting to purchase this
cloaking technology,
you seem to left behind.
What's this?
No!
[gunfire]
(computerized vocalization)
'Countdown recommences
at seven seconds'
'Six, five..'
I've engaged the EMP
counter measures
and I've given
this baby all she's got.
It should've
happened by now.
Everyone, brace for impact.
boom
Well, that's that.
I've filed a full report
with Intelligence One.
Poor Temple.
It really wasn't his fault.
We know, Race.
The effect of that old
nerve gas is well documented.
You made it
through those traps safely.
That is the most
important thing.
That's thanks to Jonny.
Cut it out, Race, before you
embarrass me to death.
- Okay. On one condition.
- Name it.
Once in a while,
I'd sure like it
if you'd called me, "Racer."
Once upon a time,
my very best friend
in the world
called me that.
(Race)
'I can't see a reason why my new
best friend can't do the same.'
(Jonny)
'You got it, Roger.'
[all laughing]
(Iris)
'Welcome to Questworld.'
'Please specify desired data.'
'Commencing deletion
of saturn file.'
[upbeat music]
'Searching.'
[music continues]
'File found.'
'File deleted.'
'Thank you for accessing
Questworld.'
[theme music]
[music continues]
Play one of the best new FPS shooters,
search Steam for PROJECT WARLOCK
[music continues]
[ambient music]
[intense music]
beep beep
0300, right on schedule.
Check, the clock's ticking.
I'm gonna beat Bannon's
best time even if it kills me.
I'm with you, partner.
[panting]
- Yah!
- Ah! Oof!
beep
Clark, look out!
boom
Aaaah!
beep
boom
Did you see that?
The trees are shooting fire.
Move it, Hill.
This quartz
it's trying to kill us.
zap
Aah!
bang bang
Ye-aw!
(male #1)
'Ha ha ha. I'd advise you
to keep moving, Mr. Clark.'
(Clark)
'Who are you?
What's going on?'
Ah! Ah!
Ya-wo!
Aah-whoa!
(male #1)
How disappointing.
They didn't
make it very far at all.
I hope, Mr. Race Bannon
will provide more amusement.
zap
[upbeat music]
[pleasant music]
(Corbin)
'There's the obstacle course
I told you about.'
Our country uses it to train
all types of military
and intelligence personnel.
It looks very challenging.
Gosh, Race,
did you ever run it?
You could say that, Jonny.
(Corbin)
'Actually, boys..'
...your friend, Race holds
our all-time speed record.
- Still? After all this time?
- I'm afraid so.
A sad comment on my new breed
of recruits
but...what can I do?
Good to see you again, sir.
You remember Phil Corbin!
- Hello Agent Corbin.
- Dr. Quest.
Boys. Well, you guys
are still breathing.
So, my man Bannon
must be doing something, right?
Oh, yes. Race is
an excellent bodyguard.
I'll say, we think he's just
like a member of the family.
woof woof
Well, that makes it unanimous.
Thank you for assigning
him to us.
Hey, Corbin,
can we get on with it.
You are right, Race.
Sanderson, activate
Sequence Alpha.
beep
(computerized vocalization)
'Activate cloaking mask.
Desert mode.'
Would you look at that?
What do you
make of it, doctor?
Hmm. Some sort of
holographic camouflage, I guess.
Very good. That's exactly
what it is, doctor.
beep beep
Look everyone!
(computerized vocalization)
'Rocky to rainbow.'
'Snowfield mode.'
'Jungle mode.'
'Deactivate cloaking mask.'
Amazing!
Frightening too.
What do you mean, Race?
This technology could
hide a whole army.
Hide it until it's too late
to defend against.
Isn't that the whole idea
to give our boys in the field
an advantage over the enemy.
Come on, I'll show you around.
Actually, we owe this
all to you, Dr. Quest.
My quantum optical research
was only theoretical.
Maybe so, doctor.
But those theories
enabled your American scientists
to develop the cloaking mask.
Don't you mean,
our American scientists?
No. Not really.
[hissing]
[coughing]
Corbin, why?
Please, Race.
Try to be more imaginative.
This wonderful cloaking mask
has more application
than disguising jeeps.
beep
- Creed!
- You remember. I'm flattered.
(Jonny)
'Race! Race, wake up!'
Jonny!
I think we're in
some real trouble here.
You don't know
the the half of it.
That wasn't Corbin.
It was Lucius Creed.
An old enemy of mine.
(Race)
'Where are the others?'
I don't know.
I just woke up too.
So, who is
this Creed jerk, anyway?
Someone who
shouldn't be alive.
(Race narrating)
We met 12 years ago
on my first field assignment.
Intelligence One
managed to trace him
to an ancient castle
in Greenland.
You guys would've liked
my partner, Greg Temple.
He's the man that taught me
everything I know.
He treated me
more like a kid brother
than a junior officer.
He'd seen it all.
Could handle anything.
thud
Creed was..
...is a dealer in arms,
drugs, assasins, you name it.
The renaissance man of scum.
But his specialty
is stolen technology.
This is it. Not a
bad setup for a creep.
This low life
has expensive tastes.
(computerized vocalization)
'The experimental nerve gas
you requested'
'will be in your
operative's hands'
'within six hours of payment.'
(Dr. Zin on monitor)
'Excellent, Mr. Creed.'
Your reputation for efficiency
is well deserved.
Thank you, Dr. Zin.
I look forward
to your future business.
Now you beauties are gonna
keep me in caviar for some time.
What's next?
boom
Intelligence One, Creed.
Give it up. We're taking you in.
Not bloody likely.
[gunfire]
boom
[gunfire]
[firing continues]
Temple, get your head down!
boom
Aah!
[coughing]
Racer, we better
get out of here.
[coughing]
- Temple!
- Race, get out of here.
Now! That's an order.
Hyah!
[explosion]
boom
boom
(Creed)
'You were lucky
that day, Mr. Bannon.'
I suppose, we both were.
Alright, Creed,
what's your game?
Game, Mr. Bannon?
This is deadly serious,
I assure you.
Where is my family, you creep?
Safe for the time being, my boy.
You see, I've gone
through all the trouble
of taking over this island
eliminating
its troublesome personel
and acquiring
"the cloaking mask" technology
but to sell it
at a worthy price
I must record
a compelling demonstration.
Let me show you
what I mean.
Aa-a-ah!
- That's Clark and Hill.
- You know them?
We trained together.
Good men.
No!
(Hill on TV)
'Oh, man!'
(Clark on TV)
'Who are you?
What's going on?'
'Aah! Ya-ow!'
Aa-a-h!
(Creed)
'Hmm-hm-hm. Pity.'
Those two
barely lasted a minute.
Hardly enough time
for a proper demonstration
for my prospective buyers.
- Get to the point, Creed.
- Certainly, Mr. Bannon.
I've used the cloaking mask
to disguise your old friend
the training course
which I modified and--
Sorry Creed, I can see
where this is going.
We're not about to jump through
hoops for the likes of you.
- Oh, not for me.
- Let me guess.
(Race)
'We've to run
your little maze of death'
or you'll hurt Hadji
and the doc.
Am I in the ballpark?
A homerun, Mr. Bannon.
This is old business
between us, Creed.
Let the boy go!
(Creed)
'Sorry, Agent Bannon.
He is your handicap.'
Besides, I can't make things
too easy for you.
Why don't you leave
your little toys at home
and fight me,
man to man?
(Creed)
'Ha ha ha.'
We can do it, Race.
Come on, Race,
let's find my dad.
- Are you up to this, kiddo?
- As long as you are.
How do you think
I got my nickname, Race?
- That's not your real name?
- Nope. It's Roger. Let's move!
Roger?
- So, this part is safe?
- Not at all.
Aw! Aah!
- I get the message.
- Hang on.
Yah!
Race, wait! I think
I see something we can use.
(Race)
'Good thinking, Jonny'
(Race)
'These should come in handy.'
Behind you!
Oh! Uh!
Aah! Argh!
zap
boom
Great work.
What did you do?
Remember the film
of your friends
they fought
these same vines.
Clark's knife made
a metal sound against the vines.
Just like that spike. I knew
they're fake, made out of metal.
Smart kid. You disabled
the control mechanism.
Get out!
[theme music]
boosh
boosh
clink
boom
crackle crackle
boom
I think we damaged
the camouflaged circuitry
in the whole area.
(Jonny)
'Good. We can
see the tracks easier.'
Race, slide!
swish
Good going, Jonny.
Impressive, Mr. Bannon.
But I do not appreciate it
when you and that brat
destroy my toys.
whoosh
[gunshots]
We have to escape somehow
to help Jonny and Race.
[Bandit whimpering]
I think I've
found something.
Nice work. But that
crawl space is too small.
- Even for you!
- For me? Yes.
woof
(Jonny)
'What a show-off?'
'Creed disguised the course
to look like a desert.'
This must be
the old climbing tower.
Let's go!
zing
[rumbling]
[gasps]
[laser gunfire]
Ha! Almost there.
Aah!
[rumbling]
Uhh!
Jonny, you can be
my handicap anytime.
(Jonny)
'I think that's
the only way.'
'I guess we'll
have to shimmy down.'
No. That's what Creed wants.
A couple of slow-moving targets.
Let's surprise him.
Ready pal?
Waah-hoo!
zap zap zap
Uhh! Aah!
thud
Oh, this looks fun.
No! That brat is
actually helping Bannon.
(Hadji)
'Hello! Excuse me!'
Ah, pipe down.
I'm sorry to distrub you,
Mr. Goon.
woof
But would you
please return our dog?
How did you get out?
And now Dr. Crest
is gone, too.
What?
Okay smartmouth, stand back.
Hey, where is everybody?
gnash
Aw!
bang
- He has a very hard skull.
- Oh, he certainly does.
Now, let's find the others.
This complex is very big.
How will find Jonny and Race?
I think I know
how to find out.
As I suspected, the power source
to run these supercomputers
is some kind of fusion reactor.
You see, Hadji.
(Dr. Quest)
'Our host is using
the cloaking mask'
'to turn the para course
into a killing ground.'
Oh, no! Can you
shut down the program?
Not from here
but I have an idea.
[gunfire]
bam
[firing continues]
Race, I have an idea.
[firing continues]
Race, help me!
There is not much time.
- Hang on, Corbin.
- Race, wait!
It's probably a trap.
- I must take that chance.
- No. You can't!
No more games.
Ha ha ha.
boom
Jonny! Race!
Ah. We are glad to see you.
(Hadji)
'Yes. Very glad.'
We managed to escape
Creed's hospitality.
Where is Bandit?
Sorry, Jonny,
he couldn't make it.
(Creed)
'I'm sorry, you two,
but this ends now.'
'I guess its true
what they say, you Racer.'
'You always hurt
the one you love.'
[machine gun firing]
So much for them.
Time to deal with Quest
and the other brat.
bam
- Going somewhere, Creed?
- Its not possible.
- Sure, it is.
But I saw you killed,
both of you.
(Dr. Quest)
'You saw what we
wanted you to see.'
When I couldn't
shut down your program
I decided to send
false information
to your control board.
You were watching your holograms
fight our holograms.
While the doctor here
was faking you out
Hadji got us out of your
twisted little fun house.
I guess that wraps it up.
Not entirely.
I got lots of friends
but only one guy ever called me
"Racer."
crackle
(Race)
'Isn't that right, Temple?'
You were always
a bright one, Racer.
When Creed was killed
all those years ago
you took it as an oppurtunity
to assume his identity.
Why did you do it, Greg?
Why do you think,
you overgrown boy scout?
The excitement, the thrills,
all that money!
I think it was the nerve gas.
It killed the real Creed
and warped your mind.
That's your opinion.
I think it gave me
clarity of thought.
Ha ha ha.
Temple! No!
- Race, there is no time.
- We've to get out of here.
You did all that
you could, old friend.
(computerized vocalization)
'Ten, nine, eight, seven'
'Fusion reactor detonation
paused at seven seconds.'
That's better.
We'll meet again, Bannon.
In the meantime, I've got
buyers waiting to purchase this
cloaking technology,
you seem to left behind.
What's this?
No!
[gunfire]
(computerized vocalization)
'Countdown recommences
at seven seconds'
'Six, five..'
I've engaged the EMP
counter measures
and I've given
this baby all she's got.
It should've
happened by now.
Everyone, brace for impact.
boom
Well, that's that.
I've filed a full report
with Intelligence One.
Poor Temple.
It really wasn't his fault.
We know, Race.
The effect of that old
nerve gas is well documented.
You made it
through those traps safely.
That is the most
important thing.
That's thanks to Jonny.
Cut it out, Race, before you
embarrass me to death.
- Okay. On one condition.
- Name it.
Once in a while,
I'd sure like it
if you'd called me, "Racer."
Once upon a time,
my very best friend
in the world
called me that.
(Race)
'I can't see a reason why my new
best friend can't do the same.'
(Jonny)
'You got it, Roger.'
[all laughing]
(Iris)
'Welcome to Questworld.'
'Please specify desired data.'
'Commencing deletion
of saturn file.'
[upbeat music]
'Searching.'
[music continues]
'File found.'
'File deleted.'
'Thank you for accessing
Questworld.'
[theme music]
[music continues]