Wild C.A.T.S: Covert Action Teams (1994–…): Season 1, Episode 12 - Endgame: Part 1 - full transcript
♪ WildC.A.T.s, WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ WildC.A.T.s, WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ We’re good against evil ♪
♪ WildC.A.T.s, WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ WildC.A.T.s, WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ We’ve got invincible powers ♪
♪ WildC.A.T.s, WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ WildC.A.T.s, WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ The one and only WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ We’re heroes not zeroes ♪
♪ We got what they fear
♪ So here’s the facts ♪
♪ So we got power to the max
♪ You know we’re tough as
nails ♪
♪ When all else fails call
WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ Nerves of steel
♪ WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ Here’s the deal ♪
♪ WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ You better watch out
♪ Yeah
♪ WildC.A.T.s, WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ WildC.A.T.s, WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ We’re good against evil ♪
♪ WildC.A.T.s, WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ WildC.A.T.s, WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ We’ve got invincible powers ♪
♪ WildC.A.T.s, WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ WildC.A.T.s, WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ The one and only WildC.A.T.s♪
MARLOWE: WildC.A.T.sMission
Log.
Entry 47.02:
A recently developed
anti-gravity device seems to be
attracting Daemonites like ants
to a picnic.
But those bug-faces are about to
face some pest control,
WildC.A.T. style!
Look alive, C.A.T.s.
This place is infested with
Daemonites.
Not for long.
Take us down, driver, and keep
the meter running.
Your insolence is absolutely
intolerable, Grifter.
Uh-huh.
(Explosion)
Claws out, C.A.T.s.
Time to curb those Daemonite
dogs.
(Screaming)
(Zapping)
HELSPONT: Excellent.
The WildC.A.T.shave taken the
bait.
And once they are hit by the
stasis cannon, each will be
trapped in a state of suspended
animation.
Like flies in a spider web,
waiting for...
(Gurgling)
The WildC.A.T.sand their
powers will be mine to control,
and then nothing will stop me
from obtaining that orb.
They’ve taken over the base
defences.
Okay, they’re fast, but the
G-Man is faster.
Let’s get a larger
perspective here.
(Growling)
Whoa!
Bad move, dude, cause now
you’ve got me flaming!
(Yelling)
(Screaming)
Look!
The Daemonites are after the
anti-grav device.
Let’s squash those bugs.
(ANNOUNCEMENT): Enemy
advancing.
Attack mode engaged.
(Zapping)
Whoa!
Getting hot in here!
So let’s show them how
WildC.A.T.s cook!
(Roaring)
(ANNOUNCEMENT): Damage!
Stay back!
No problem!
(Screaming)
What is this?
I stink, and I’m blue!
At least the colour’s new.
(Explosions)
Inhuman cowards!
We cannot allow them to threaten
innocent lives.
HELSPONT: Now!
Take her out now!
Ha ha ha ha!
Zealot, look out!
No!
(Groaning)
Grifter!
Is he--
He’s not breathing.
No heartbeat.
I think he’s...
No!
No, no, after thousands of
years, my only love.
Bye, Grifter.
I swear thy spirit shall be
carried to the hereafter on a
wave of Daemonite blood!
(Growling)
Let’s finish this.
(Roaring)
Pull back, Pull back at once.
We have achieved enough for now.
(Panting)
Daemonite scum!
You may have possessed Lonely’s
body, but you shall not escape
my vengeance.
(Yelling)
No way, G-Man, you’re not
bailing the scene this early.
(Humming)
Grifter.
Voodoo, isZealot--
She’s fine, but majorly
ticked.
She’s split on a bug hunt to
avenge you.
Lady’s got qualities I
admire.
He’s, like, in some sort of
suspended animation, but he’s
alive.
We’d better tell Zealot.
(Engine revving)
(Zapping)
(SPARTAN): Zealot, this is
Spartan.
Return to Halo headquarters
immediately.
(Growling)
MARLOWE: Blast it, Owen!
You may be an old friend, but
your security was as pathetic as
that wig you wear.
How did the Daemonites get
control of your defences so
quickly?
The Daemonites had a security
specialist bypass the system,
Jacob.
Lonely.
Of course, Owen.
We can’t let the Daemonites get
their claws on that anti-gravity
device!
I agree.
I suggest we move the device to
a safer location.
MARLOWE: Good idea!
Arrange for the transport, I’ll
supply the security.
Marlowe, out!
(Evil laughing)
Report.
The plan is proceeding well,
Lord Helspont.
We may not have captured a
WildC.A.T., but we have
effectively eliminated one from
action.
Excellent.
And now Marlowe will assist us
by transporting the anti-gravity
device directly into our hands!
(Evil laughing)
♪
(Screeching tires)
(Growling)
(Gasping)
(Screaming)
(Explosion)
(Growling)
How’s the patient doing?
His vital signs are stable,
but he remains in a partial
state of suspended animation.
And that fall didn’t help,
either.
Kid’s several busted ribs and a
broken arm.
So how long is he going to be
out?
That is uncertain.
It may be forever.
Blasted bug-faced scum!
Easy, chunk-style.
We’re all steamed, especially
Zealot.
Tell me about it.
She’s still moving too fast for
our tracking scans.
And we can’t wait!
That anti-grav device has got to
be moved, pronto!
Before Helspont tries again.
I need you C.A.T.sto make sure
it gets to its new home in
Whitesands.
But what about Grifter?
I can watch him.
Yes, sir!
MAUL: Hang in there, guy.
We’ll be back.
(Zapping)
Let’s roar, WildC.A.T.s!
LONELY: Lord Helspont, you
must help me!
The Kherubim witch is
relentless!
Calm yourself, fool!
The Kherubim’s anger shall be
her downfall.
Drones!
Launch a hover ship.
Prepare a trap for the accursed
WildC.A.T.
And Pike, gather your forces and
head for Whitesands.
At once, Lord Helspont.
After the WildC.A.T.s
unwittingly deliver the
anti-gravity device right into
our hands, I want them
destroyed!
(Whirring)
MARLOWE: This is what I hate
most.
Sending people I care about
into danger is bad enough,
but when they come back like
you.
You and me, we’re just showmen,
Grifter.
Ain’t neither one of us saints.
But I’ll tell you this: if I had
a son, I couldn’t be fonder of
him than I am of you.
Only you never heard that, okay?
Wouldn’t want the C.A.T.sto
think I was getting soft.
Ah, criminey, Grifter.
It’s all my fault.
I should have known the
Daemonites would use Lonely to
bypass security.
(Groaning)
No, it’s not Lonely.
What?
Of course!
The Daemonites possessed
Lonely’s body, but not his mind!
Lonely couldn’t have helped them
take over the base weapon
systems.
(Lightning)
It must have been somebody else,
but who?
(Beeping)
What?
Hello, Jacob.
Have you time to see an old
friend?
(Panting)
(Yelping)
You shall not escape my
vengeance, Daemonite!
(Growling)
My sword is thirsty.
Let us slake it now!
Not yet!
By Hecate!
(Evil laughing)
So, the hunter is now the
hunted!
MAUL: Are we there yet?
Relax, still got an hour to
go.
Relax, he says.
He’s not wedged in like a whale
in a sardine can!
VOODOO: Alright, six hit
points!
Thrice three, and again
thrice three, gives the sum of
four.
Blast!
Having trouble cracking the
code of threes?
It’s the key to the orb, I
can’t solve it!
It’s gotta be something simple,
something absurdly obvious.
MAUL: Oh, yeah!
Hey, pipe down back there!
Quit having fun while I’m
frustrated!
Ooh, genius at work!
(Laughing)
DOCKWELL: There they are!
Now those cursed WildC.A.T.s
will pay for their insult,
especially the one called
Warblade.
Lord Helspont ordered us to
wait until they reached
Whitesands.
We will get the device.
But first, I shall have my
vengeance!
(Zapping)
(Tires screeching)
What in blazes?
Don’t look now, but we have
company.
OWEN: Thank you for seeing me
on such short notice, Jacob.
Hey, what are old friends
for?
Besides, I wanted to ask you
something.
Why did you disable the base’s
security system for Helspont?
(Grunting)
Jacob, what’s the meaning of
this?
Here’s your answer, Daemonite
scum!
(Grunting)
You are clever, Jacob
Marlowe, and dangerous.
Too dangerous to live!
(Zapping)
Have a seat!
Alert, alert, this action is
dangerous.
You’re telling me!
(Screaming)
Void!
(Zapping)
VOODOO: They’re gaining on
us, Spartan!
Can’t this slug go any faster?
It’s not a Halo vehicle.
We’ll have to fight them off.
Just give me some elbow room.
(Roaring)
Hey!
Back off, you road hogs!
Now it’s my turn!
Nice move, Warblade!
DOCKWELL: Perfect!
I have him right where I want
him.
Spartan, on the right!
Not for long!
(Tires screeching)
DOCKWELL: No!
Blast you, WildC.A.T.s!
You haven’t escaped yet!
(Evil laughing)
Face it, Kherubim, it is
over!
Wrong, Daemonite, for you
still live!
Brave words, witch, but they
shall do you little good.
Take her!
(Zapping)
(Grunting)
Missed your target, witch!
Huh?
No, I did not.
Get her!
(Crashing)
You have robbed me of the one
I love, you will not rob me of
my vengeance!
(Screaming)
Behemoth, pick me up at Pier
76, and hurry!
Blast!
(Laughing)
You’ll never catch me, you
witch!
Never!
Cursed human body!
I cannot pass, unless...
Unless I leave it!
(Snarling)
And thus, for Grifter!
Grifter?
What have I done?
I can barely remember.
I shot, he fell...
No!
No, Grifter!
Please, it wasn’t me!
I know.
But now you shall help me avenge
him.
This is Agent Lonely.
I’m on the pier.
Leave now.
This vengeance is mine alone.
Grifter was my friend!
Then if you truly wish to
help, go see Marlowe.
Your skills are not the
Grifter’s, but they may be of
use.
(Lightning)
PIKE: Here they come.
What are you planning to do?
Silence!
(Groaning)
And that’s just a taste of what
you get if you don’t do exactly
as we say.
Understand?
SPARTAN: Special delivery
from Aeronautics.
Y-yes, sir.
You can unload at Bay 27.
That guy seemed kind of
nervous.
Wouldn’t you be?
MARLOWE: Now settle down, old
friend.
You and me are going to have a
nice little talk.
I have nothing to say.
Wanna bet?
But I’ve got to see Marlowe
now!
Access denied?
A system hasn’t been built that
can keep me out.
(Beeping)
Lonely!
Blast, another Daemonite!
(Groaning)
Now to finish the job!
Human scum!
But no matter, you have chosen
your fate!
MARLOWE: No!
HELSPONT: Pike!
(Gasping)
What have you to report?
PIKE: Your plan worked
perfectly, Lord Helspont.
The fools never suspected a
thing.
Now that the anti-grav
device is in safe hands, we can
head home.
Good.
Maul and I have a game to
finish.
Give me that!
Hey!
That’s it!
That is it!
The device has been loaded
onto the hovercraft.
Excellent.
Bring it here at once, and order
the Troika to dispose of the
WildC.A.T.s.
No!
Spartan, it is a trap!
(Roaring)
Meddling Kherubim!
(Screaming)
Claws out, C.A.T.s!
We’ve been set up!
(Explosion)
HENCHMAN: Thanks for handing
us the anti-grav device,
WildC.A.T.s, but now we’re
going to finish you off, once
and for all!
This is a moment to savour.
The WildC.A.T.forces
are decimated, and soon the
anti-grav device will permit the
Behemoth to fly again!
Once this ship’s vast power is
directed against the Temple of
Themiscrya, the force-field will
crumble!
And the orb will be mine at
last!
(Diabolical laughing)
♪
♪ WildC.A.T.s, WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ We’re good against evil ♪
♪ WildC.A.T.s, WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ WildC.A.T.s, WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ We’ve got invincible powers ♪
♪ WildC.A.T.s, WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ WildC.A.T.s, WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ The one and only WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ We’re heroes not zeroes ♪
♪ We got what they fear
♪ So here’s the facts ♪
♪ So we got power to the max
♪ You know we’re tough as
nails ♪
♪ When all else fails call
WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ Nerves of steel
♪ WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ Here’s the deal ♪
♪ WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ You better watch out
♪ Yeah
♪ WildC.A.T.s, WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ WildC.A.T.s, WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ We’re good against evil ♪
♪ WildC.A.T.s, WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ WildC.A.T.s, WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ We’ve got invincible powers ♪
♪ WildC.A.T.s, WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ WildC.A.T.s, WildC.A.T.s♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ The one and only WildC.A.T.s♪
MARLOWE: WildC.A.T.sMission
Log.
Entry 47.02:
A recently developed
anti-gravity device seems to be
attracting Daemonites like ants
to a picnic.
But those bug-faces are about to
face some pest control,
WildC.A.T. style!
Look alive, C.A.T.s.
This place is infested with
Daemonites.
Not for long.
Take us down, driver, and keep
the meter running.
Your insolence is absolutely
intolerable, Grifter.
Uh-huh.
(Explosion)
Claws out, C.A.T.s.
Time to curb those Daemonite
dogs.
(Screaming)
(Zapping)
HELSPONT: Excellent.
The WildC.A.T.shave taken the
bait.
And once they are hit by the
stasis cannon, each will be
trapped in a state of suspended
animation.
Like flies in a spider web,
waiting for...
(Gurgling)
The WildC.A.T.sand their
powers will be mine to control,
and then nothing will stop me
from obtaining that orb.
They’ve taken over the base
defences.
Okay, they’re fast, but the
G-Man is faster.
Let’s get a larger
perspective here.
(Growling)
Whoa!
Bad move, dude, cause now
you’ve got me flaming!
(Yelling)
(Screaming)
Look!
The Daemonites are after the
anti-grav device.
Let’s squash those bugs.
(ANNOUNCEMENT): Enemy
advancing.
Attack mode engaged.
(Zapping)
Whoa!
Getting hot in here!
So let’s show them how
WildC.A.T.s cook!
(Roaring)
(ANNOUNCEMENT): Damage!
Stay back!
No problem!
(Screaming)
What is this?
I stink, and I’m blue!
At least the colour’s new.
(Explosions)
Inhuman cowards!
We cannot allow them to threaten
innocent lives.
HELSPONT: Now!
Take her out now!
Ha ha ha ha!
Zealot, look out!
No!
(Groaning)
Grifter!
Is he--
He’s not breathing.
No heartbeat.
I think he’s...
No!
No, no, after thousands of
years, my only love.
Bye, Grifter.
I swear thy spirit shall be
carried to the hereafter on a
wave of Daemonite blood!
(Growling)
Let’s finish this.
(Roaring)
Pull back, Pull back at once.
We have achieved enough for now.
(Panting)
Daemonite scum!
You may have possessed Lonely’s
body, but you shall not escape
my vengeance.
(Yelling)
No way, G-Man, you’re not
bailing the scene this early.
(Humming)
Grifter.
Voodoo, isZealot--
She’s fine, but majorly
ticked.
She’s split on a bug hunt to
avenge you.
Lady’s got qualities I
admire.
He’s, like, in some sort of
suspended animation, but he’s
alive.
We’d better tell Zealot.
(Engine revving)
(Zapping)
(SPARTAN): Zealot, this is
Spartan.
Return to Halo headquarters
immediately.
(Growling)
MARLOWE: Blast it, Owen!
You may be an old friend, but
your security was as pathetic as
that wig you wear.
How did the Daemonites get
control of your defences so
quickly?
The Daemonites had a security
specialist bypass the system,
Jacob.
Lonely.
Of course, Owen.
We can’t let the Daemonites get
their claws on that anti-gravity
device!
I agree.
I suggest we move the device to
a safer location.
MARLOWE: Good idea!
Arrange for the transport, I’ll
supply the security.
Marlowe, out!
(Evil laughing)
Report.
The plan is proceeding well,
Lord Helspont.
We may not have captured a
WildC.A.T., but we have
effectively eliminated one from
action.
Excellent.
And now Marlowe will assist us
by transporting the anti-gravity
device directly into our hands!
(Evil laughing)
♪
(Screeching tires)
(Growling)
(Gasping)
(Screaming)
(Explosion)
(Growling)
How’s the patient doing?
His vital signs are stable,
but he remains in a partial
state of suspended animation.
And that fall didn’t help,
either.
Kid’s several busted ribs and a
broken arm.
So how long is he going to be
out?
That is uncertain.
It may be forever.
Blasted bug-faced scum!
Easy, chunk-style.
We’re all steamed, especially
Zealot.
Tell me about it.
She’s still moving too fast for
our tracking scans.
And we can’t wait!
That anti-grav device has got to
be moved, pronto!
Before Helspont tries again.
I need you C.A.T.sto make sure
it gets to its new home in
Whitesands.
But what about Grifter?
I can watch him.
Yes, sir!
MAUL: Hang in there, guy.
We’ll be back.
(Zapping)
Let’s roar, WildC.A.T.s!
LONELY: Lord Helspont, you
must help me!
The Kherubim witch is
relentless!
Calm yourself, fool!
The Kherubim’s anger shall be
her downfall.
Drones!
Launch a hover ship.
Prepare a trap for the accursed
WildC.A.T.
And Pike, gather your forces and
head for Whitesands.
At once, Lord Helspont.
After the WildC.A.T.s
unwittingly deliver the
anti-gravity device right into
our hands, I want them
destroyed!
(Whirring)
MARLOWE: This is what I hate
most.
Sending people I care about
into danger is bad enough,
but when they come back like
you.
You and me, we’re just showmen,
Grifter.
Ain’t neither one of us saints.
But I’ll tell you this: if I had
a son, I couldn’t be fonder of
him than I am of you.
Only you never heard that, okay?
Wouldn’t want the C.A.T.sto
think I was getting soft.
Ah, criminey, Grifter.
It’s all my fault.
I should have known the
Daemonites would use Lonely to
bypass security.
(Groaning)
No, it’s not Lonely.
What?
Of course!
The Daemonites possessed
Lonely’s body, but not his mind!
Lonely couldn’t have helped them
take over the base weapon
systems.
(Lightning)
It must have been somebody else,
but who?
(Beeping)
What?
Hello, Jacob.
Have you time to see an old
friend?
(Panting)
(Yelping)
You shall not escape my
vengeance, Daemonite!
(Growling)
My sword is thirsty.
Let us slake it now!
Not yet!
By Hecate!
(Evil laughing)
So, the hunter is now the
hunted!
MAUL: Are we there yet?
Relax, still got an hour to
go.
Relax, he says.
He’s not wedged in like a whale
in a sardine can!
VOODOO: Alright, six hit
points!
Thrice three, and again
thrice three, gives the sum of
four.
Blast!
Having trouble cracking the
code of threes?
It’s the key to the orb, I
can’t solve it!
It’s gotta be something simple,
something absurdly obvious.
MAUL: Oh, yeah!
Hey, pipe down back there!
Quit having fun while I’m
frustrated!
Ooh, genius at work!
(Laughing)
DOCKWELL: There they are!
Now those cursed WildC.A.T.s
will pay for their insult,
especially the one called
Warblade.
Lord Helspont ordered us to
wait until they reached
Whitesands.
We will get the device.
But first, I shall have my
vengeance!
(Zapping)
(Tires screeching)
What in blazes?
Don’t look now, but we have
company.
OWEN: Thank you for seeing me
on such short notice, Jacob.
Hey, what are old friends
for?
Besides, I wanted to ask you
something.
Why did you disable the base’s
security system for Helspont?
(Grunting)
Jacob, what’s the meaning of
this?
Here’s your answer, Daemonite
scum!
(Grunting)
You are clever, Jacob
Marlowe, and dangerous.
Too dangerous to live!
(Zapping)
Have a seat!
Alert, alert, this action is
dangerous.
You’re telling me!
(Screaming)
Void!
(Zapping)
VOODOO: They’re gaining on
us, Spartan!
Can’t this slug go any faster?
It’s not a Halo vehicle.
We’ll have to fight them off.
Just give me some elbow room.
(Roaring)
Hey!
Back off, you road hogs!
Now it’s my turn!
Nice move, Warblade!
DOCKWELL: Perfect!
I have him right where I want
him.
Spartan, on the right!
Not for long!
(Tires screeching)
DOCKWELL: No!
Blast you, WildC.A.T.s!
You haven’t escaped yet!
(Evil laughing)
Face it, Kherubim, it is
over!
Wrong, Daemonite, for you
still live!
Brave words, witch, but they
shall do you little good.
Take her!
(Zapping)
(Grunting)
Missed your target, witch!
Huh?
No, I did not.
Get her!
(Crashing)
You have robbed me of the one
I love, you will not rob me of
my vengeance!
(Screaming)
Behemoth, pick me up at Pier
76, and hurry!
Blast!
(Laughing)
You’ll never catch me, you
witch!
Never!
Cursed human body!
I cannot pass, unless...
Unless I leave it!
(Snarling)
And thus, for Grifter!
Grifter?
What have I done?
I can barely remember.
I shot, he fell...
No!
No, Grifter!
Please, it wasn’t me!
I know.
But now you shall help me avenge
him.
This is Agent Lonely.
I’m on the pier.
Leave now.
This vengeance is mine alone.
Grifter was my friend!
Then if you truly wish to
help, go see Marlowe.
Your skills are not the
Grifter’s, but they may be of
use.
(Lightning)
PIKE: Here they come.
What are you planning to do?
Silence!
(Groaning)
And that’s just a taste of what
you get if you don’t do exactly
as we say.
Understand?
SPARTAN: Special delivery
from Aeronautics.
Y-yes, sir.
You can unload at Bay 27.
That guy seemed kind of
nervous.
Wouldn’t you be?
MARLOWE: Now settle down, old
friend.
You and me are going to have a
nice little talk.
I have nothing to say.
Wanna bet?
But I’ve got to see Marlowe
now!
Access denied?
A system hasn’t been built that
can keep me out.
(Beeping)
Lonely!
Blast, another Daemonite!
(Groaning)
Now to finish the job!
Human scum!
But no matter, you have chosen
your fate!
MARLOWE: No!
HELSPONT: Pike!
(Gasping)
What have you to report?
PIKE: Your plan worked
perfectly, Lord Helspont.
The fools never suspected a
thing.
Now that the anti-grav
device is in safe hands, we can
head home.
Good.
Maul and I have a game to
finish.
Give me that!
Hey!
That’s it!
That is it!
The device has been loaded
onto the hovercraft.
Excellent.
Bring it here at once, and order
the Troika to dispose of the
WildC.A.T.s.
No!
Spartan, it is a trap!
(Roaring)
Meddling Kherubim!
(Screaming)
Claws out, C.A.T.s!
We’ve been set up!
(Explosion)
HENCHMAN: Thanks for handing
us the anti-grav device,
WildC.A.T.s, but now we’re
going to finish you off, once
and for all!
This is a moment to savour.
The WildC.A.T.forces
are decimated, and soon the
anti-grav device will permit the
Behemoth to fly again!
Once this ship’s vast power is
directed against the Temple of
Themiscrya, the force-field will
crumble!
And the orb will be mine at
last!
(Diabolical laughing)
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