Wild C.A.T.S: Covert Action Teams (1994–…): Season 1, Episode 5 - The Big Takedown - full transcript

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♪ WildC.A.T.s, WildC.A.T.s♪

♪ WildC.A.T.s♪

♪ We’re good against evil ♪

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♪ We’ve got invincible powers ♪

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♪ 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

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♪ Here’s the deal ♪

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♪ 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.s. mission

log, 16.5.

If a man’s home is his

castle, then a man’s company is

his kingdom, And HALO

Enterprises seems to have

barbarians at the gate.

Ugly ones, too.

The optics lab.

That’s where the lens is.

Move it.

What?

VOICE: Heee!

Ooh!

Agh!

Warning, WildC.A.T.s.

presence detected.

Reeauugh!

No kidding.

SPARTAN: Let’s shred ’em,

WildC.A.T.s.

Shredding’s a specialty of

mine.

Haa!

Douaaahh!

Mueaagh!

Damage.

Hwah!

Urgh!

You’ll pay for that, witch!

Do not make threats for which

you have neither the stomach--

Urgh!

--nor the taste.

Argh!

Time to cook a cat.

Let him go!

Whugh?

(Grunting)

(Both grunting)

That’s more like it.

Arrgh!

Mission terminated.

Abort, abort.

I hear that.

What did you think they were

after?

Whatever it was, they didn’t

get it.

Grifter will be sorry he

missed the action.

Yeah, where is the G-man,

anyway?

He has gone to greet an old

friend, he hopes.

It’s midnight.

Technically he’s a free man now,

but it’s not our policy to

release any prisoner we’re

holding until morning.

You weren’t holding him.

He was just doing his time.

You seem pretty confident.

I trained him myself.

He could have left whenever he

wanted.

Not a chance.

That prison is equipped with

HALO Security’s best equipment.

(Chuckling)

Care to back that statement

with, say, 50 clams?

50?

How ’bout five?

Wimp.

All right, 50 then.

But there is no way.

(Alarm sounding)



What?

Good morning, gentlemen.

Real sorry to have kept you

waiting.

All right, Mr. Lonely.

You’re a free man now.

Try to stay that way.

No problem, warden.

Lonely’s gonna be helping my

good buddy Mr. Marlowe here

improve his security systems.

Right, Moneybags?

By the way, pay up.

Welcome to the straight and

narrow, kid.

Ready to go legit?

Been ready for two years,

Cole.

Good to see ya.

I must be out of my mind,

hiring conmen and crooks.

Next thing you know, I’ll have a

Daemonite on a payroll.

I am running out of patience,

Dockwell.

How dare the Troika bungle a

simple robbery?

It was the WildC.A.T.s., Lord

Helspont.

We cannot make a move against

HALO Enterprises without their

knowledge.

Perhaps we should obtain the

lens elsewhere.

No.

Only HALO makes the x-ray lens I

need to find the orb, and with

it, regain my dominion of the

galaxy.

Fortunately, I have a plan to

completely neutralize HALO

security.

Whoa.

A HALO System 8.

Top of the line.

Yep, but remember what I

taught ya.

A drop of graphite on the

friction wheel, and pffft!

The scan motor skids to a halt.

Uh, that was the System 7,

Cole.

The System 8 has a toothed

wheel.

Hey, I did what you said- used

the time in prison to study.

Proud of you, kid.

(Beeping)

Makes you the right man for the

job.

Uh Cole?

I just got one question.

Uh, you know, back when we were

pulling jobs together, you

always said the only thing that

mattered was the money.

What changed your mind?

I found something that

mattered even more, kid.

I’d like you to meet ’em now.

The WildC.A.T.s.

Folks, I’d like you to meet

Lonely.

He and I robbed a lot of places

together.

He did time that I probably

should have done myself.

But he’s going straight now,

like me, and he’s gonna help us

improve our security systems.

Mr. Lonely, the Grifter has

proven himself to be an able

member of the WildC.A.T.s. team.

Because of his recommendation,

we are giving you a chance.

Right.

But one chance is all you get.

Understand?

That’s all I ask, Sir.

Good.

Then step into my office.

We got things to discuss.

You are certain this is wise?

The man was a criminal.

So was I, remember?

Yes, but--

Hey, you and the

WildC.A.T.s., you gave me a

second chance.

I just figure it’s time I did

the same for somebody else.

So, you’re the expert.

You tell me.

How do we revamp HALO’s

security?

Well Sir, like I demonstrated

at the prison.

Use an expert such as myself to

find the weak spots.

You mean stage a break-in at

my own company?

Exactly, Sir.

I’ll try to bypass security and

determine the weak spots.

Have you had any problems

lately?

Funny you should mention

that.

I had a security breach just the

other night at HALO Optical.

(Beeping)

Ah, then perhaps we should

start there.

Sounds good.

We’ll do it tomorrow night.

(Chuckling)

Lord Helspont.

Ah, Dockwell.

I hope for your sake you bring

good news.

I do indeed, Lord Helspont.

A security test is scheduled

for tomorrow night at HALO

Optical.

Excellent, excellent!

Then as soon as the security

systems have been bypassed--

Yes, Lord.

The x-ray lens will be ours for

the taking.

And with it, the orb, and

thus, the galaxy will soon be

mine!

(Laughing)

Have a seat, Grifter.

Need to talk to you.

Sure.

Hey I hear you’re gonna let

Lonely stage a test at HALO

Optical.

That’s great.

If the security system has some

weak points, the kid’ll find

’em, no sweat.

That’s kinda what concerns

me, Grifter.

What do you mean?

It’s your friend Lonely.

When he was in here yesterday,

he was wearing a Daemonite bug.

Void spotted it.

Now wait just a minute.

Lonely’s straight!

Calm down.

You know he is.

Heck, he could have busted out

of prison long ago, but he

wanted to do his time.

I said, calm down!

I’m not accusing Lonely of

anything.

That’s a Daemonite transmitter

dart.

Could have been fired from

anywhere.

From its location on his

clothing, it is doubtful that

Lonely even knew of its

presence.

But it does mean that old

smoke skull knows about our

planned security test.

Then we’ll have to cancel.

No.

Better we go ahead with it.

It’s our chance to catch

Helspont off guard, but we’ll

take precautions.

The Daemonites are sure to

attack, once the system’s been

disarmed.

Any idea of Helspont’s

objective in the raid?

Yeah.

This.

(Beeping)

It’s an x-ray lens.

HALO Optical is the only place

that makes them.

Gotta be what he’s after.

Records of recent Daemonite

robberies would indicate that

they are constructing a

sophisticated satellite.

With the x-ray lens in place,

Helspont could conceivably scan

several miles below the Earth’s

surface.

So he’s lookin’ for something

buried.

What?

That we don’t know, but it’s

a sure bet we don’t want him to

find it.

Spartan, assemble the rest of

the team inside HALO Optical

tonight.

Tell ’em to be ready for

anything.

As for the rest of you, this

conversation was confidential.

Understand?

Yeah, all too well.

He is angry.

And I don’t blame him, but

right now we’re doing what we

gotta do.

Which reminds me, there’s

something else I want you to

take care of.

Lord Helspont, this is

Dockwell.

We are approaching HALO Optical

now.

Hold your position, fool, but

make ready.

We attack the moment the

security systems are

deactivated.

The rest of the WildC.A.T.s.

will not know of our raid until

it is too late for them to

respond.

There she is, kid.

Strut your stuff.

You and me got a lot to prove

to a few people.

What do you mean?

Never mind.

Just make me proud.

Sensors along the top.

Can’t go over.

Take too long to go under.

And the alarm will sound if we

cut through.

So we don’t cut.

We just bend them a little.

(Metal groaning)

Good call, kid.

I’ll have Marlowe put sensors on

the bars from now on.

Put them in the ground, too.

or better yet, landmines.

For real security.

You take this mighty serious.

While I was in prison, I

designed the perfect system.

Nothing could get through.

Love to see the plans.

I uh, gave them to somebody.

Let’s go.

Get ready, Troika.

Just a few more moments.

Security box should have an

alarm, or better yet, a booby

trap.

Don’t think Marlowe’d go for

that.

Thought you were tough guys.

There, security system

deactivated.

Now.

Attack, attack!

Whoa!

Get to cover.

(Gunfire)

(Alarm sounding)

Ogh!

Oh yeah.

While the C.A.T.s. are away, the

Troika will play.

That’s where you’re wrong,

Daemonite scum.

Let’s roar, WildC.A.T.s.!

Hammer ’em!

We gotta get that lens!

Look out!

What’s goin’ on?

What are the WildC.A.T.s. doing

here?

I’ll explain later, kid.

Right now, let’s get you to

safety.

Urrrgh!

Heeyah!

Urgh!

Rooooaauuugh!

Hah!

Damage.

(Grunting)

This is incredible.

What are those monsters after?

That.

The optical lens.

But we’re outta here.

Now come on, we’ll take the back

way.

Wait.

Let’s make sure they don’t find

it.

Smart thinkin’, kid.

Now let’s bail!

Let’s finish it, C.A.T.s.

ALL: Hyah!

Dockwell, pull us out.

ALL: Ahh!

(Groaning)

Out of range.

Looks like the party’s over for

tonight, but you did good, kid.

Kid?

Party’s over for you, anyway.

No!

Kid, no, don’t do this!

You used to be the best,

Cole.

You were my hero, but let’s

face it, being a good guy has

made you soft.

Kid!

End of the road, Cole.

Sorry.

Nooo!

It’s the Grifter man.

He’s down!

(Gasping)

Is he all right?

He will live.

(Groaning)

Glad you’re so blasted sure.

Tell us what happened,

Grifter.

It’s Lonely.

He got the lens.

The Daemonites!

Those blasted bug faces must

have possessed him!

We saw him taken aboard the

hover ship.

It would appear he went

willingly.

I, I got a good look at him,

Grifter.

He wasn’t possessed.

I’m sorry.

No.

No, not Lonely!

He was my friend.

I trusted him.

We’ve got to get him back.

No one who works for the

Daemonites stays unpossessed for

long.

Yeah.

Besides, they got the lens.

Not for long.

We already called for M.I.R.V.

Yeah!

Talk about fast service!

Let’s just hope it’s fast

enough.

ZEALOT: They’re headed for

that missile base, directly

ahead.

That place?

It was abandoned years ago!

Not anymore.

GRIFTER: Now it looks like

it’s crawling with Daemonites.

SPARTAN: That missile’s ready

to launch.

I got a bad feeling about

this.

WARBLADE: Whoa!

Hang on.

Can’t get through.

We’d be sliced and diced.

Strange.

This is not a standard Daemonite

defence.

Lonely.

He said he designed the perfect

security system.

He must have given the design to

Helspont.

He said nothing could get

through.

SPARTAN: Think he was right?

GRIFTER: Only one way to find

out.

Let’s roar.

Ogh!

Spartan!

Pulsed microwaves--

jamming my cybernetics--

I’ll get ya.

Heeaahhh!

Can’t-- ugh-- get free!

I’ll handle it.

Oh!

Daemonite scum.

For that you shall pay!

Wait.

BOTH: Ahhh!

Umph.

Tried to tell ya, those

electrodes were charged.

Grifter.

Forget us.

Get going.

You’ve got tot get Lonely, and

that lens.

If anyone can get through that

system, you can.

All right, but I’ll be back.

Let’s see.

Electrified fence, weapons on

the top, landmines outside.

Real good, Lonely boy, but not

good enough.

Oh, yeah.

The original, and still the

best.

There.

Lens delivered as promised.

You got my payoff?

Oh yes, and your reward will

be most fulfilling.

Don’t move, Dockwell.

I’d vape you right now, but that

body you’re in might have been

somebody decent.

But that won’t stop me if you

make a move.

Lonely, grab that lens and come

on.

We’re taking it back.

What?

And we’ll all pretend this never

happened, right?

Nah.

You blew it, kid.

You’re going back to prison.

But at least you’ll do it with

your soul intact.

You can start over someday.

Believe me, it’s more than you’d

get from these body-snatchin’

bug faces.

Gee Cole, don’t know how I

can pass up such a generous

offer, but I think I will.

What’s wrong with you, kid?

You didn’t know about the

transmitter bug.

(Laughing)

Oh, give it up, Cole.

I did my time because they paid

me to do it.

They knew you’d try to recruit

me, and I knew about the bug,

but I figured you might detect

it, so I had it planted in a way

that would keep me looking

innocent.

Like it said, Cole, you’re

getting soft.

I ran this whole grift right

under your nose, Grifter, and

you didn’t even see it.

Kid, please.

This is your last chance.

No, Grifter.

I’m afraid it’s your last

chance.

Wha-- hey!

Muahahaha!

What?

What is this?

Let him go.

This wasn’t part of the deal!

The deal is over, Mr. Lonely.

You’ll be one of us now.

No.

No!

(Snarling)

Kid, kid!

(All screaming)

(Crashing)

Lonely!

No.

Noooo!

Lonely!

Fire the missile, now.

(Laughing)

Lonely.

(Sighing)

Security system, deactivated.

Yeuch!

Oh, I feel like I’ve been stuck

under a theatre seat for three

days.

Not one of our best nights,

C.A.T.s.

Yeah, Helspont got the lens.

Oh, I wouldn’t say that.

What?

Now how the heck did ya work

that?

Hey, when I figured out old

chimney top was after this

gizmo, I wasn’t just gonna leave

it lying around.

Had Void whip up a fake.

Made from transparent C7.

Plastic explosive?

Yep.

Gonna be real interesting when

Helspont pumps a beam through

that baby.

HELSPONT: At last, my

long-awaited goal is near at

hand.

Activate the scanning beam,

now!

What?

No.

No!

Blast you, Marlowe!

Marlowe told me about the

switch.

The man’s a conniving, sneaky,

underhanded scoundrel.

I like that.

He is fond of you as well.

It saddens him to see you

grieve.

(Sighing)

Lonely was my friend.

When the chips were down, he

gave his life for mine.

Why couldn’t he just have wised

up a little earlier?

You cannot force people to do

the right thing.

You can only offer them the

opportunity, and hope that they

take it.

(Sighing)

We’ll beat ’em some day,

Lonely, and maybe then you’ll

get another chance.