Beast in Space (1980) Movie Script
1
BEAST IN SPACE
- Yeah, I dig it.
- I don't know...
- Looks great, though.
- Interesting.
- Hey, gimme another drink.
Right away.
- Get a move on. I'm thirsty, too.
- Comin' up.
Come on, you had enough.
- But why?
- Just knock it off.
More, more!
After six months working on asteroids
I just need a good booze-up!
I was in bed with a princess on Alpha
Centauri when all of a sudden...
- A princess, really?
- Damn right.
- One bottle of Uranus milk, make it quick.
- Hey! You rude son of a Venusian bitch!
Yeah, yeah, there's someone
waiting for me at the table.
Desolated, pal, but nobody
is waiting for you anymore!
Gimme a bottle of Uranus
milk, on the double!
My, this planet has got some gorgeous
bastions! It was worth the wait!
What's your name, heavenly creature?
- I'm Sondra, who are you?
My name is Juan.
I'm a member of the trade
association, as you can see.
We traders have a knack for judging
women, excuse my bragging.
You have something special.
A real knockout!
- I May I offer you a drink, space hunk?
Don't break my asteroids!
The pretty ones are
always so hard to get!
You are about to discover a new
world of pleasure, Sondra.
A local girl on Alpha Centauri taught
ol' Juan some love techniques that...
- Desolated, buddy.
- Why?
Because I saw her first.
- You're pretty resolute, huh?
- I can't stand traders.
And that one was a real crook.
He wasn't good enough for
you, that's for sure.
-Is that so? And you
think you are?
-Of course I do.
A man who manages to survive
Rutilus is afraid of nothing.
-Rutilus? Never heard of it.
What's so terrible about it?
-It's not a planet.
It's a scorching,
desert-like asteroid.
Have you ever seen
a mandrill's ass?
You did? Well, Rutilus looks
more or less like one.
When I think about the time
I spent in that hell...
I still wonder how I made it!
-
Did you stay there for long?
- Afraid so.
- Well, I sure don't envy you.
- Why did you go to a place like that?
- To find some damn Antalium.
- Antalium?
- Yeah.
- What is it?
- An extremely rare metal.
I don't know what they need it
for, it's a military secret.
-Well, that's pretty rich.
You went all that way to get some
metal you know nothing about?
-You know, I became quite fixated
on something while I was up there.
We were a group of
six male researchers.
Even mental masturbation was
out of the question, see.
You shoulda tried doing it manually.
- You asking me if I tried that?
Ah, get bent.
-Heh, the thought crossed my
mind, but nobody came forward.
- It's so strong!
- Went down the wrong way, huh?
-I like you, after all.
My instincts tell
me you're military.
-That's right, I'm the
captain of a spaceship.
What else are your
instincts telling you?
-Hey, I just remembered that that
trader guy told me he came back...
... from Lorigon yesterday, and
that he found Antalium there.
I guess they didn't teach
you that in school,
But planet Lorigon
is pretty far away.
It's part of a system that
has never been explored.
If you listen to guys like him,
you'll always end up destitute.
-Where would I end up if I
listened to a guy like you?
-Upstairs. On a nice bed.
-Come here, I'm gonna
teach ya a lesson!
You're not invited
to this party, pal!
Hey, stop the fistfight.
Shouldn't you conserve your strength
for something more amusing?
And what would that be, I ask?
Making love, of course.
I'm always up for that.
Shall we go upstairs?
What's wrong?
- What happened?
- Nothing.
- Don't worry about it.
- Why did you scream?
I had a very odd dream.
Was it a nightmare?
The same I'm having almost every night.
It's affecting my life.
Well... Since you woke me up, you
could tell me about it in detail.
As long as you promise you
won't make fun of me.
It always starts with me
walking in a strange forest.
A forest which is definitely
not part of this planet.
What happens after your walk?
I see a huge building in a clearing,
in the middle of the woods.
It looks like a castle that has
been abandoned for centuries.
Then I find myself inside the castle,
walking through its huge halls...
... which look so
abandoned and threatening.
But I sense there's something
evil hiding in the dark.
The icy, cruel stare of somebody staring
at me, I can feel it in my bones.
Then everything changes and I
suddenly find myself at a banquet.
I'm sitting at a huge table full
of everything, and I'm not alone.
There are many other
people sitting with me.
The host is sitting at my left.
He is a charming man.
He is wearing a gorgeous tunic
with beautiful embroidery.
And then?
Then we go outside, and
we're back to the forest.
He leads me to a patch of trees
where nobody can see us.
Then he starts caressing me,
and kissing me with passion.
I feel kind of stunned.
Then he grabs my tunic and
starts uncovering my breasts.
The dream always ends at this
point and I wake up in terror.
Yet I can never remember
what frightened me so much.
What could it mean?
I was hoping he would help me
understand my dream. Whatever.
That's right, Captain Madison,
this vial contained Antalium.
Did the analysis prove it
without any chance of mistake?
Follow me, please.
This is Captain Madison, who luckily
came in possession of the vial.
This is Colonel Wilson, part of the
high com and of the galactic fleet.
As you know, Captain Madison,
Antalium is utterly rare yet
pivotal to build neutron weapons.
The vial contained
enough for a whole army.
The Colonel would like to tell
you something else about this.
Captain, we must absolutely discover
where the metal comes from.
In order to succeed, and considering
you're the only one who has met him,
You will find that trader
and bring him to this base.
Hey, pal, you smell that funk?
It stinks of army men.
Yeah, it's getting
hard to breathe!
- Hey, doll.
- What would you like to drink?
- Well, I dunno yet.
- Take your time, we're not in a hurry.
- Let's go. Yeah.
-
- I'll have some Uranus milk.
- Sure.
Hey. Don't you get gloomy
drinking all by yourself?
You new around here? I've
never seen you before.
I've just landed, after a
month and a half in space.
There were only women on board.
Why don't we go to
my room upstairs?
I'll make up for lost time,
And you'll have the hottest
sexual battle of your life.
You interested?
I can't right now, but you
can always come back later.
Come on, do a charitable deed.
Well, I won't say no since
I'm a pretty generous guy.
Thing is, I have to meet someone
before granting your wish.
After a month and a half of waiting,
one more hour won't kill me.
Sorry for the interruption,
but we got a score to settle.
Your long wait is coming to an end.
That's the man I have to meet.
I'll be all yours in a moment.
A matter of a second.
Make it two seconds.
Nope, bud, two seconds are too optimistic.
I'm not drunk tonight, see.
- You're in for a good whoopin'.
- Care to give me a couple polite answers?
More like rude ones! You are kinda
slow tonight. Come on, I'm waitin'.
- You sure about it?
- Of course, I'll give you a good lesson.
Well, as long as you won't
get upset if I hurt you.
Ow, my poor nose...
Oh, did I hurt your pretty nose?
You poor dear!
Show me what you've got now.
- Come on.
- I'd rather punch one of your eyes!
Whoopsie, I hit your jaw instead.
Did I break any teeth?
- Yep, and you cheated.
- Nope, it was a honest mistake!
- Done. Lights out.
- No, I don't think so.
You boys looking for
a proper brawl, huh?
Let's go, Marsha.
Otherwise those two seconds will
become two months. Come on.
At last. There's three customers
for you, take them to the base.
I'll question the girl and then
I'll catch up with you. Move it!
Hold it, you're under arrest!
- You're a cop, huh?
- So? I'd still be a male one.
I'm not a cop anyway, I'm a
captain of the space fleet.
Did you change your mind, Marsha?
- Well, I'm a woman of my word!
And I'm a man of my word.
Unfortunately, the agents were unable to
catch the man who had the Antalium vial.
All we know is that his
name is Juan Cardosa.
Using a lie detector, we got something
interesting from the other two traders.
What did you discover?
They are crew members of a
spaceship named Uhstar,
Which belongs to Juan Cardosa.
They said they found the
Antalium on Lorigon.
We thought no man had ever
set foot on that planet.
If Antalium is so precious, why don't we
send a spaceship to Lorigon and claim it?
That's exactly what we're going to do, and
you'll be in charge of said spaceship.
Very well. There's something
I'd like to know, though.
How will I determine whether there's
Antalium on the planet once I get there?
Your spaceship has already been
equipped with a new Antalium detector.
Any orders, Commander?
Send me Lieutenant Watson
with flight plan HZ1224.
Right away.
I will entrust you with
a set of instructions,
Which have the best, computer
determined route to reach the planet.
We don't know anything else about
Lorigon, it's still an unknown planet.
- Sounds like a fun trip.
- Indeed.
This is the control room.
- Doctor Glyn, the ship's medic.
- Welcome aboard.
- Frida Henkel, radar operator.
- Captain.
Hello, Frida.
- Erika Grant, computer operator.
- Hi, Erika.
Sondra Richardson,
navigation officer.
They're an elite team, so much
so that their roles are interchangeable.
Very well, people. We
can start our journey.
Let our mission begin.
Take your seats and prepare
for immediate takeoff.
Decrease the power of the
main engine down to 40.
Reduce the left jets to minimum.
Engage gyro-stabilizer.
Correct the impulse
of the right jet.
- Prepare to leave the orbit.
- Roger.
Alpha angle, 37 degrees.
Alpha angle's tangent, 12.
Speed, 6000 meters per second.
Maximum power of impulse duration to
reach cruising speed, 80 seconds.
Stand ready for
acceleration in 80 seconds.
Check the temperature
of the main engine.
Main nozzles, operative.
Combustion chamber, operative.
Engine ready for
immediate acceleration.
Program flight computer to disconnect
automatically in 80 seconds. - Roger.
Attention! We are leaving
the Vega sector.
The MK31 will enter unexplored
space in half a minute.
Hello!
Are you that surprised?
I can't deny it. What about you?
Yes, of course I'm surprised,
but I'm not as nervous anymore.
Nervous?
Why?
Well, you're the kind of guy who
has an exhilarating effect on me.
Why didn't you tell me
you were a space girl?
I was afraid you didn't
fancy women in uniform.
And you may also
remember, my dear Larry,
That we were too busy to chat
once we entered that hotel room.
My navigation officer...
Let me guess, you enrolled to
find the planet from your dream.
Who knows, maybe.
- Captain Madison, Captain Madison.
- I'll be right back.
- What is it, Erika?
- It's your turn on guard duty.
All right, I'll be
there in a minute.
Go get some rest now.
You're up for guard
duty in four hours.
Yeah, you're right.
No!
No!
Lieutenant Richardson! Lieutenant
Richardson! There's an emergency!
Lieutenant Sondra Richardson,
get to the control room now.
Emergency code 7. Lieutenant Sondra
Richardson, get to the control room now.
Contacting Orion base.
- What are they?
- Two spaceships, what else?
- Part of our fleet?
- No, I doubt it.
- Orion is listening.
- Get me Commander Green. Emergency.
Captain of spaceship MK31 reporting
to Commander Green. Emergency.
- Something must have gone wrong.
- This is Green.
We have established radar contact
with two unidentified objects.
- I think they are spaceships.
- Spaceships? In that area?
Are you sure? They
could be asteroids.
No, an asteroid wouldn't have
the same kind of varying speed.
- What should I do?
- Try to contact them.
I'm now reading the assessment
done by our computer.
The two spaceships are
on our same route,
And their speed is
much higher that ours.
They're presumably headed to Lorigon.
- Lorigon?
No one must reach that
planet before us!
- Shoot them down, Madison.
- Yessir.
Sondra, operate to the computer.
- Activate visors 7 and 8.
- Roger.
Use the frequency of visor
7 to contact Orion base.
Contact established.
Get ready to fight,
reaching combat speed.
Activating the electronic
aiming system.
Set coordinates.
Enter aiming coordinates.
Aiming coordinates
engaged, Larry.
- Activate laser.
- Activated.
Effective range, 50 miles.
Relative speed, 07.
Entering effective shooting
range in 20 seconds.
Desolated to bear the
news, you son of a gun,
But you will never get
the Antalium before me!
Nine...
Eight...
- Seven...
- I'm sorry about young Sondra.
Damn shame about disintegrating her,
but I will not let you reach Lorigon.
Four...
Three...
Two...
One...
Fire!
Bye-bye!
Calling Orion base!
We have been hit!
I can't control the ship.
We've started spinning, and the
gyro-stabilizer is blocked.
Locate the damaged
sector, quick!
We have a failure in sector two!
The bastards hit the module.
Activate emergency circuits!
I can't stand this damn
spinning, it's making me sick!
What's going on?
Reestablish contact!
It's been interrupted, Commander.
We can't reach their range anymore.
- Try using the radio frequency!
We must reestablish
contact at all costs!
At all costs, I said!
Get ready to restart
the engines!
The thrust should stabilize us
and hopefully stop spinning!
Two seconds!
One. Engage main engine.
The temperature of the fission chamber of
the atomic battery is almost critical!
- Stop main engine thrust.
- Done.
- We made it!
- No, not yet.
The fission
chamber could explode at any time.
It's at critical stage. The
chain reaction has begun.
Damage control engaged.
The main generator's
processor has been hit.
- Are we veering off course?
- I can't tell yet.
The computer is still
elaborating the data,
But from my console I can already assess
we're drifting away from our route.
The computer has responded.
"We are subject to the gravitational
force of a planet, supposedly Lorigon."
Captain, it's impossible to
restablish contact with the base.
The auxiliary generator is overloaded,
and I don't have enough energy left.
- That's Lorigon!
- Gravitational force rapidly increasing.
The drift angle matches
the axis of the planet.
The gravitational force is
pulling us faster and faster!
We must slow down or
we'll disintegrate!
I need the data to
access the orbit, hurry!
"In order to access the orbit
around the planet's equator,
We need 8 seconds of maximum
engine braking thrust."
The temperature of the fission chamber
is still above critical stage!
We're falling faster
by the minute!
Currently required braking
thrust, 9 seconds.
We're about to enter
the atmospheric belt.
At this speed, we will evaporate as
soon as we enter the thicker layers!
We'll reach the first
ionized layer in 4 minutes!
Disengage the automatic security
system of the fission chamber.
Doing that will disintegrate the ship!
- Do it, Erika!
- Maximum braking thrust.
- Utter madness!
- The fission chamber won't hold!
- Start the engine!
- Full power!
- As you order, Captain.
Falling speed
decreasing sharply.
We'll enter a parking orbit around
the planet's equator in 8 seconds.
Stop the engines, quick!
We can now initiate the
landing procedure.
Glyn, are the module's
engines operative?
- The engines are perfectly fine, Captain.
- Good.
I'll have a much easier time fixing
the generator after we've landed.
Ready to detach from module.
Begin stabilizing
orbit of the main ship.
Activate visor 2.
Begin analyzing
external environment.
Level of oxygen, 13 percent.
Nitrogen, 70 percent.
Atmosphere and gravity
compatible with human organisms.
Glyn and Frank, you're in charge
of repairing the damages.
Everybody else get ready
to leave the module.
Did you take the Antalium detector?
- Yes, Larry.
Don't wander around,
we must stay together.
Detecting a positive signal. It's weak.
- Good.
Let's follow it, then.
We'll search the area,
but don't stray too far.
Fall back inside, quick!
It's him!
Sondra! Back inside, hurry!
Back in the module!
Hurry up, Sondra!
Captain Madison's spaceship
has been heavily damaged.
I'm afraid their chance of
survival is nonexistent.
Maybe the hull held out.
Perhaps the damaged MK31 is
drifting in space as we speak.
The crew could have survived.
Assuming they are still alive,
we have to locate the ship,
And to convince high command to send
another of their precious spaceships.
We're facing too many
uncertainties, Commander.
It's useless. I cannot make
contact with the base.
Looks like we're going to have to
handle this ourselves, Sondra.
The base would rather give us a
posthumous medal than send a rescue ship.
We'll find a way to make it.
Any news about the generator?
We located the damage, Captain,
and we should be able to fix it.
We've been sent
here on a mission,
And I don't intend to leave this
planet before we accomplish it.
We'll start searching for
Antalium immediately.
You two will remain
here aboard the module.
Use your disintegrators at the
smallest whiff of danger.
We'll keep radio contact.
In case of emergency, you can
reach us with the Aerospider.
Let's go!
The detector signals there's
Antalium in that direction.
Let's follow it, then.
The signal is getting stronger.
It must be in that cave.
- Sondra, what's your detector reading?
- Positive response.
We must be very close
to an Antalium mine.
The signal is getting
stronger, but...
It's odd, it decreases steeply
as soon as I change direction.
No problem, we'll keep
following the detector.
Be careful, stay together.
Follow me.
Easy...
Sondra, which direction
is the detector indicating?
- Straight ahead.
- Let's keep going, then.
Let's move.
Peter.
It sounds like that
monster's footsteps.
No. Maybe it's just the
echo of a landslide.
Listen to the noise.
I felt a light
breeze on my face.
There should be an exit
in that direction.
Come on, let's go check.
- This is the same landscape of my dream.
- Knock it off.
This is the wrong moment
to start daydreaming.
Frida, what does your
magnetic detector say?
Sorry, I wasn't listening.
What was that again?
What does the detector signal?
Nothing since we
entered that cave.
I can't understand what the
hell has gotten into me.
I've become furious
all of a sudden.
- I'd like to smash this place to bits.
- Likewise. I feel a strange sensation.
And I have a strange
numbing feeling.
We better leave
this place at once.
Come on, let's go back.
Look!
Things are getting serious.
- We must find that underground passage.
- I think we're moving away from it.
I think we're in the middle
of a strong magnetic field.
The radio isn't working either.
Let's try going in
this direction.
I don't like this place.
I feel like somebody's
watching me.
I sense somebody's presence.
Even if there's no one around.
I have the exact same feeling.
Look, that's the
castle from my dream!
Events are unfolding
exactly like in my dream.
Right, except that the sky isn't
red and the trees have no tentacles.
That's the last thing I'd have
expected to find here, though.
Let's go take a look.
Larry, the Antalium detector
has started working again.
The signal is definitely stronger
when I aim it at the building.
It points to the entrance, see?
One more reason to take a
look inside this dump.
Come on, let's go.
Maybe we'll even meet that
tunic-wearing friend of yours.
It looks just the same!
- What's going on?
- They locked us in.
See if you can find a
button to open it.
Let's keep going, people.
Stay together.
This way, don't stop.
- The air is heavy and musty.
- A gloomy atmosphere...
I say we find an exit and
get the hell out of here.
- I feel trapped.
- Likewise.
I want to get out of here, I'm scared.
- Keep your cool!
I saw a human shadow
on that wall!
Don't worry, girls. If there's somebody,
they're clearly spying on us.
Damn, I feel like I'm seeing
everything distorted.
Yes, as if our eyes can't focus.
How are you girls feeling?
I just feel slightly dizzy,
but it's not unpleasant.
It's like a series of
vibrations within my body.
- Do you feel the same?
- Yes, in my stomach.
What's happening to us
is weirding me out.
What about your detector?
It stopped working after
we entered the cave.
Let's find a way out and
return to the ship.
Come on!
I don't want anyone left
behind, understood?
Considering the size of the building, it
must be populated by humanoid-like people.
Could be.
- Sondra, don't lag behind.
- Yes, I'm coming.
There's a door here.
No...
No...
We are officially lost.
We've been walking in
circles all this time.
- No exit in sight.
- What are we going to do?
- Larry, I don't see Sondra.
- What?!
- She must have stayed behind.
- Let's go find her!
Sondra! Sondra!
Sondra!
She was here the
last time I saw her.
Erika, are you absolutely sure this is
where you last saw Sondra?
Without a doubt.
She stopped to look at something
and I told her to keep up.
What's happening?
Let's get out of here! Hurry!
Look who's here! It's
Captain Larry Madison!
The man with the tunic!
The mean ones are always
hard to kill, huh?
Let's sit down to eat, girls!
Don't worry, you'll feel comfortable here.
No hard feelings?
Juan Cardosa...
You're really something,
you know that?
I'll make sure you'll end in a
cobalt mine if I survive this.
Didn't you want
to reach Lorigon?
Well, here you are!
My soul is perfectly pure, you
can't accuse me of anything!
Sure, I guess I must have launched that
space torpedo against myself, then.
- Well, I don't...
- Beg your pardon, Captain Madison.
My name is Onaf.
I'm the master and ruler of the planet
we're on and everything it contains.
Not bad.
It wasn't because of your damaged
ship that you had to land here.
It was because of the mighty,
unstoppable power of our Zocor.
Who would that be?
An old computer whose control circuits were
damaged at least 15 or 20 centuries ago.
My, a quality product
from the good old days!
But that didn't stop him from ruling
every single thing on our planet.
Pretty attached to
his throne, huh?
And powerful enough to move
this planet across the cosmos.
It's the Antalium that gives
him such a gargantuan power.
Our planet has an
abundance of it.
Zocor not only rules the planet,
But he also guides the minds of the golden
men, those responsible for his own safety.
Time has become a word of no
meaning for us living here.
The Antalium radiatons changed the
atomic structure of our bodies,
And stopped the aging process.
- I'm currently 800 years old.
- Congratulations.
I will keep on living as long
as Zocor will keep working.
Did you and Juan
know each other?
No, me and this gentleman
have never met before.
You have been here before, haven't you?
- Yes, indeed.
It was me and two other guys.
But I reckon that if we are
here and very much alive,
t's because our gracious host was
eager to meet your gorgeous crew.
What our friend Juan assumed is
actually correct, I shall admit.
When I saw these beautiful and rare
flowers that were accompanying you,
I saw fit to guide your path all the
way here, to smell them up close.
Do you realize that
you have misled us?
Please, take a seat.
I'm so glad to have you here.
You wouldn't imagine what a boring
life we lead on this old planet.
I was sure that after my friend Juan
landed here, a couple years ago,
Zocor would have destroyed any other
spaceship approaching Lorigon.
When Juan took that small
sample of Antalium,
Zocor ordered his
men to kill him.
Juan was lucky enough
to takeoff immediately,
Without even realizing how
dangerous his situation was.
Since then, Zocor has always been wary of
travellers coming here to find Antalium.
That's why he had all the mineral
extracted from the planet's core.
There are 30 kilos of pure Antalium
that he keeps inside himself...
... to defend it from
the risk of an attack.
Just one kilogram of Antalium can provide
energy for a million years, imagine that.
Do you mean that all the
trouble we've faced was due...
... to the homicidal
will of an old, half-crazy computer?
- Yes, Captain. That's correct.
- How could you let it happen?
Don't forget that Zocor has always
acted for the planet's good.
Lorigon would cease
to exist without him.
By the way, putting him under
control would be impossible.
Free will has ceased to
exist on this planet.
Zocor has utmost
control on our minds.
- I will destroy that damn piece of junk!
- Don't pay attention to his words, Onaf.
The Captain is a tad impulsive,
but he's as meek as a lamb!
He won't touch a single transistor
of that electronic brain of yours!
He's aggressive because he
has lots of insecurities!
The little angel wouldn't hurt a fly!
Isn't that right, old friend?
Very well.
You can leave now.
Kindly pass me your
glass, Captain.
This flower looks great on you.
You're gorgeous!
- I feel weird...
- Yeah, so do I...
- This wine is great!
- Yes, you're right!
-
- Yeeeees...
I feel weirdly aroused!
You space fleet ladies are hell a cute!
Who would have thought!
I may join you guys. I'm
sick of being a trader,
Months and months of space travelling
with two or three dirty, hairy folks!
Wait, I have a better idea.
Drink up!
Why don't you come work
as a trader with me?
No! No!
Captain!
Captain!
Come on, pal! Wake up!
Quick, swallow this.
Come on, swallow the pill,
it's for your own good!
Come on, swallow it already!
My goodness...
I had a horrible dream...
- I felt like a puppet.
- A puppet?
That son of a bitch would tell
me to eat and I complied.
Same for when he
asked me to drink.
He asked a lot of other stuff. It
was too crazy, even for a dream!
- And you know something else?
- What?
- In my dream... Yeah?
Well, the owner of this kind of
brothel had the legs of a faun.
Yeah, and also a
thingy like a horse's.
He was screwing Sondra
over and over again.
And when I...
- Shut up.
- What's wrong? Is my dream that boring?
Listen, chum, that wasn't a
dream, it happened for real!
- You drunk or something?
- It wasn't a dream, trust me!
I had to give you a gram of
Psychotine to clear up your mind.
You've been under mental
control until now.
- It's true.
- Is this one of your jokes?
Look around you!
I found your clothes and weapons while you
were having fun. We gotta leave at once!
But if we want to leave the planet
we must destroy Zocor first!
We have to get rid of that
damn heap of transistors!
We'll leave Sondra here
to keep Onaf distracted.
I reckon that Onaf is the physical
manifestation of that old, senile computer!
First thing to do is to give a
pill to each of your crew mates.
- Let's start with Erika.
- Here, take it.
- Be careful.
- Make sure she swallows it.
Erika! Come on, wake up!
Hey! Hey!
Wake up! Hey!
Get out! Hurry!
Watch out! It's the golden men!
Stand back!
Come on, keep moving!
Listen up! Keep your eyes
peeled and your weapons ready!
The computer is down there.
Let's move!
Go ahead, I've got your backs!
Move it! Move it! There's
no time to waste!
Wait! I hear something!
Fire!
Take cover!
They are robots!
Time to leave!
- Frida!
- It's an energy shield.
Poor Frida ended up right
in the middle of it!
That shield wasn't here before!
We must get through
or we're done for!
There must be a way.
Hit the control panel!
Peter! Erika! Quick, take care of those robots!
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- Here it is.
- So this is Zocor?
I'm kinda disappointed,
you know?
I was expecting something
more threatening!
We
better not underestimate this little toy.
Come on, let's not
waste minutes.
-
One tiny mistake
and we are toast.
- All right.
- Try to act natural.
Allow me to show you one of the marvels
of planet Lorigon: Zocor, the computer.
The most incredible electronic machine
made in this part of the galaxy.
It's a real work of art. Would
you like to take a closer look?
Yeah, with pleasure.
Get naked, then.
Zocor may have some fairy
transistors you can distract.
- Knock it off.
- I always joke around when I'm scared.
- What are you afraid of?
- Ol' Zocor is mighty powerful, after all.
- Zocor's just a scrap of iron!
- Hey, he's pretty touchy!
A scrap of iron! Why, Zocor
is a real masterpiece!
Look at his profile!
- Come on, let's do it.
- Wait, take it easy!
Stay back!
Don't come closer, beings from another
planet! Nobody will take the Antalium!
It belongs to Zocor!
Nobody must know about the
existence of Antalium.
One hit with those rays
and we're done for!
It's all your fault, you shouldn't
have called him scrap of iron!
There's no way out for you!
Our only chance is to make
him pop a nice tranquilizer.
- What's that?
- The best on the market.
- What's inside it?
- Can't tell you. Top secret.
Just wait and see.
Ready?
Emergency! Engage
automatic alarms!
Disconnect symbiotic controls!
Begin immediate decentralization of
automatic functions...
... regulating atmospheric and
gravitational control of planet Lorigon.
The Antalium! Follow me!
Disconnect detonator's
lock number 4.
Imminent danger of explosion.
Main power connection to the
Antalium supply disconnected.
Beings from other worlds, you
won't be able to leave Lorigon!
Antalium is vital for me to function, and
I'm essential to the planet's survival!
Lorigon will explode as soon as I,
Zocor, will go into total failure.
- Coast is clear, Captain!
- Where's Juan? I thought he was with you!
I saw him run away moments
ago, he was holding a box!
Damn it! He played us good!
The whole place is
gonna blow up, hurry!
- What about Sondra?
- We gotta save the spaceship first!
I've lost the energy control
of the Antalium cells!
The planet is about to explode!
Sondra!
Sondra! Get aboard, hurry!
Quick, dammit! We cannot afford
to waste a single minute!
Lorigon is about to disintegrate!
Run!
- I'm coming.
- Hurry!
- Faster!
- I don't understand.
- Move it!
- I'm coming!
We need to take off fast! Give
full power to the engines!
Full power, I said, Peter!
It's too risky! We could
disintegrate the ship!
What do you think will happen if
we stay here one more minute?!
- Sondra, remove the landing supports.
- Right away, Captain.
Get ready for takeoff as soon
as the engines are ready.
No serious damages,
protective shields operative.
Sooner or later they'll
start zeroing in on us!
The engines have reached
maximum temperature, Captain.
Ready for immediate takeoff.
Calculate docking trajectory.
Disengage engine.
Open the braking jets.
Engage the automatic system.
Time to get away from Lorigon!
The sensors are showing the beginning of
a chain reaction on the planet, Captain.
Atmospheric radioactivity
rising sharply.
- We made it just in time!
- Yeah, you can say that again.
I'm afraid Juan wasn't as lucky.
You talking about me, bud?
I'm alive and well!
And, last but not least, I'm
also much richer than you!
Juan, you old scoundrel! So it's true that
the mean ones are always hard to kill!
You betcha. I even brought a
small souvenir from Lorigon.
Take a good look.
Tell your bosses that if they want
it, my price is two billion credits.
Arrange this deal for me and I'll
buy you a nice dinner, guaranteed!
See you around!
Well, I guess that's what you
get for trusting a trader!
What matters is we'll get the Antalium.
- Well said, Sondra!
Captain! Contact with
Earth established!
MK31, is it really you?
Say something!
We thought you were missing
in action, what happened?
Mission accomplished, Commander.
Would you believe this fella?
He comes back from the
end of the world...
... and barely gives
us a two-word rundown!
BEAST IN SPACE
- Yeah, I dig it.
- I don't know...
- Looks great, though.
- Interesting.
- Hey, gimme another drink.
Right away.
- Get a move on. I'm thirsty, too.
- Comin' up.
Come on, you had enough.
- But why?
- Just knock it off.
More, more!
After six months working on asteroids
I just need a good booze-up!
I was in bed with a princess on Alpha
Centauri when all of a sudden...
- A princess, really?
- Damn right.
- One bottle of Uranus milk, make it quick.
- Hey! You rude son of a Venusian bitch!
Yeah, yeah, there's someone
waiting for me at the table.
Desolated, pal, but nobody
is waiting for you anymore!
Gimme a bottle of Uranus
milk, on the double!
My, this planet has got some gorgeous
bastions! It was worth the wait!
What's your name, heavenly creature?
- I'm Sondra, who are you?
My name is Juan.
I'm a member of the trade
association, as you can see.
We traders have a knack for judging
women, excuse my bragging.
You have something special.
A real knockout!
- I May I offer you a drink, space hunk?
Don't break my asteroids!
The pretty ones are
always so hard to get!
You are about to discover a new
world of pleasure, Sondra.
A local girl on Alpha Centauri taught
ol' Juan some love techniques that...
- Desolated, buddy.
- Why?
Because I saw her first.
- You're pretty resolute, huh?
- I can't stand traders.
And that one was a real crook.
He wasn't good enough for
you, that's for sure.
-Is that so? And you
think you are?
-Of course I do.
A man who manages to survive
Rutilus is afraid of nothing.
-Rutilus? Never heard of it.
What's so terrible about it?
-It's not a planet.
It's a scorching,
desert-like asteroid.
Have you ever seen
a mandrill's ass?
You did? Well, Rutilus looks
more or less like one.
When I think about the time
I spent in that hell...
I still wonder how I made it!
-
Did you stay there for long?
- Afraid so.
- Well, I sure don't envy you.
- Why did you go to a place like that?
- To find some damn Antalium.
- Antalium?
- Yeah.
- What is it?
- An extremely rare metal.
I don't know what they need it
for, it's a military secret.
-Well, that's pretty rich.
You went all that way to get some
metal you know nothing about?
-You know, I became quite fixated
on something while I was up there.
We were a group of
six male researchers.
Even mental masturbation was
out of the question, see.
You shoulda tried doing it manually.
- You asking me if I tried that?
Ah, get bent.
-Heh, the thought crossed my
mind, but nobody came forward.
- It's so strong!
- Went down the wrong way, huh?
-I like you, after all.
My instincts tell
me you're military.
-That's right, I'm the
captain of a spaceship.
What else are your
instincts telling you?
-Hey, I just remembered that that
trader guy told me he came back...
... from Lorigon yesterday, and
that he found Antalium there.
I guess they didn't teach
you that in school,
But planet Lorigon
is pretty far away.
It's part of a system that
has never been explored.
If you listen to guys like him,
you'll always end up destitute.
-Where would I end up if I
listened to a guy like you?
-Upstairs. On a nice bed.
-Come here, I'm gonna
teach ya a lesson!
You're not invited
to this party, pal!
Hey, stop the fistfight.
Shouldn't you conserve your strength
for something more amusing?
And what would that be, I ask?
Making love, of course.
I'm always up for that.
Shall we go upstairs?
What's wrong?
- What happened?
- Nothing.
- Don't worry about it.
- Why did you scream?
I had a very odd dream.
Was it a nightmare?
The same I'm having almost every night.
It's affecting my life.
Well... Since you woke me up, you
could tell me about it in detail.
As long as you promise you
won't make fun of me.
It always starts with me
walking in a strange forest.
A forest which is definitely
not part of this planet.
What happens after your walk?
I see a huge building in a clearing,
in the middle of the woods.
It looks like a castle that has
been abandoned for centuries.
Then I find myself inside the castle,
walking through its huge halls...
... which look so
abandoned and threatening.
But I sense there's something
evil hiding in the dark.
The icy, cruel stare of somebody staring
at me, I can feel it in my bones.
Then everything changes and I
suddenly find myself at a banquet.
I'm sitting at a huge table full
of everything, and I'm not alone.
There are many other
people sitting with me.
The host is sitting at my left.
He is a charming man.
He is wearing a gorgeous tunic
with beautiful embroidery.
And then?
Then we go outside, and
we're back to the forest.
He leads me to a patch of trees
where nobody can see us.
Then he starts caressing me,
and kissing me with passion.
I feel kind of stunned.
Then he grabs my tunic and
starts uncovering my breasts.
The dream always ends at this
point and I wake up in terror.
Yet I can never remember
what frightened me so much.
What could it mean?
I was hoping he would help me
understand my dream. Whatever.
That's right, Captain Madison,
this vial contained Antalium.
Did the analysis prove it
without any chance of mistake?
Follow me, please.
This is Captain Madison, who luckily
came in possession of the vial.
This is Colonel Wilson, part of the
high com and of the galactic fleet.
As you know, Captain Madison,
Antalium is utterly rare yet
pivotal to build neutron weapons.
The vial contained
enough for a whole army.
The Colonel would like to tell
you something else about this.
Captain, we must absolutely discover
where the metal comes from.
In order to succeed, and considering
you're the only one who has met him,
You will find that trader
and bring him to this base.
Hey, pal, you smell that funk?
It stinks of army men.
Yeah, it's getting
hard to breathe!
- Hey, doll.
- What would you like to drink?
- Well, I dunno yet.
- Take your time, we're not in a hurry.
- Let's go. Yeah.
-
- I'll have some Uranus milk.
- Sure.
Hey. Don't you get gloomy
drinking all by yourself?
You new around here? I've
never seen you before.
I've just landed, after a
month and a half in space.
There were only women on board.
Why don't we go to
my room upstairs?
I'll make up for lost time,
And you'll have the hottest
sexual battle of your life.
You interested?
I can't right now, but you
can always come back later.
Come on, do a charitable deed.
Well, I won't say no since
I'm a pretty generous guy.
Thing is, I have to meet someone
before granting your wish.
After a month and a half of waiting,
one more hour won't kill me.
Sorry for the interruption,
but we got a score to settle.
Your long wait is coming to an end.
That's the man I have to meet.
I'll be all yours in a moment.
A matter of a second.
Make it two seconds.
Nope, bud, two seconds are too optimistic.
I'm not drunk tonight, see.
- You're in for a good whoopin'.
- Care to give me a couple polite answers?
More like rude ones! You are kinda
slow tonight. Come on, I'm waitin'.
- You sure about it?
- Of course, I'll give you a good lesson.
Well, as long as you won't
get upset if I hurt you.
Ow, my poor nose...
Oh, did I hurt your pretty nose?
You poor dear!
Show me what you've got now.
- Come on.
- I'd rather punch one of your eyes!
Whoopsie, I hit your jaw instead.
Did I break any teeth?
- Yep, and you cheated.
- Nope, it was a honest mistake!
- Done. Lights out.
- No, I don't think so.
You boys looking for
a proper brawl, huh?
Let's go, Marsha.
Otherwise those two seconds will
become two months. Come on.
At last. There's three customers
for you, take them to the base.
I'll question the girl and then
I'll catch up with you. Move it!
Hold it, you're under arrest!
- You're a cop, huh?
- So? I'd still be a male one.
I'm not a cop anyway, I'm a
captain of the space fleet.
Did you change your mind, Marsha?
- Well, I'm a woman of my word!
And I'm a man of my word.
Unfortunately, the agents were unable to
catch the man who had the Antalium vial.
All we know is that his
name is Juan Cardosa.
Using a lie detector, we got something
interesting from the other two traders.
What did you discover?
They are crew members of a
spaceship named Uhstar,
Which belongs to Juan Cardosa.
They said they found the
Antalium on Lorigon.
We thought no man had ever
set foot on that planet.
If Antalium is so precious, why don't we
send a spaceship to Lorigon and claim it?
That's exactly what we're going to do, and
you'll be in charge of said spaceship.
Very well. There's something
I'd like to know, though.
How will I determine whether there's
Antalium on the planet once I get there?
Your spaceship has already been
equipped with a new Antalium detector.
Any orders, Commander?
Send me Lieutenant Watson
with flight plan HZ1224.
Right away.
I will entrust you with
a set of instructions,
Which have the best, computer
determined route to reach the planet.
We don't know anything else about
Lorigon, it's still an unknown planet.
- Sounds like a fun trip.
- Indeed.
This is the control room.
- Doctor Glyn, the ship's medic.
- Welcome aboard.
- Frida Henkel, radar operator.
- Captain.
Hello, Frida.
- Erika Grant, computer operator.
- Hi, Erika.
Sondra Richardson,
navigation officer.
They're an elite team, so much
so that their roles are interchangeable.
Very well, people. We
can start our journey.
Let our mission begin.
Take your seats and prepare
for immediate takeoff.
Decrease the power of the
main engine down to 40.
Reduce the left jets to minimum.
Engage gyro-stabilizer.
Correct the impulse
of the right jet.
- Prepare to leave the orbit.
- Roger.
Alpha angle, 37 degrees.
Alpha angle's tangent, 12.
Speed, 6000 meters per second.
Maximum power of impulse duration to
reach cruising speed, 80 seconds.
Stand ready for
acceleration in 80 seconds.
Check the temperature
of the main engine.
Main nozzles, operative.
Combustion chamber, operative.
Engine ready for
immediate acceleration.
Program flight computer to disconnect
automatically in 80 seconds. - Roger.
Attention! We are leaving
the Vega sector.
The MK31 will enter unexplored
space in half a minute.
Hello!
Are you that surprised?
I can't deny it. What about you?
Yes, of course I'm surprised,
but I'm not as nervous anymore.
Nervous?
Why?
Well, you're the kind of guy who
has an exhilarating effect on me.
Why didn't you tell me
you were a space girl?
I was afraid you didn't
fancy women in uniform.
And you may also
remember, my dear Larry,
That we were too busy to chat
once we entered that hotel room.
My navigation officer...
Let me guess, you enrolled to
find the planet from your dream.
Who knows, maybe.
- Captain Madison, Captain Madison.
- I'll be right back.
- What is it, Erika?
- It's your turn on guard duty.
All right, I'll be
there in a minute.
Go get some rest now.
You're up for guard
duty in four hours.
Yeah, you're right.
No!
No!
Lieutenant Richardson! Lieutenant
Richardson! There's an emergency!
Lieutenant Sondra Richardson,
get to the control room now.
Emergency code 7. Lieutenant Sondra
Richardson, get to the control room now.
Contacting Orion base.
- What are they?
- Two spaceships, what else?
- Part of our fleet?
- No, I doubt it.
- Orion is listening.
- Get me Commander Green. Emergency.
Captain of spaceship MK31 reporting
to Commander Green. Emergency.
- Something must have gone wrong.
- This is Green.
We have established radar contact
with two unidentified objects.
- I think they are spaceships.
- Spaceships? In that area?
Are you sure? They
could be asteroids.
No, an asteroid wouldn't have
the same kind of varying speed.
- What should I do?
- Try to contact them.
I'm now reading the assessment
done by our computer.
The two spaceships are
on our same route,
And their speed is
much higher that ours.
They're presumably headed to Lorigon.
- Lorigon?
No one must reach that
planet before us!
- Shoot them down, Madison.
- Yessir.
Sondra, operate to the computer.
- Activate visors 7 and 8.
- Roger.
Use the frequency of visor
7 to contact Orion base.
Contact established.
Get ready to fight,
reaching combat speed.
Activating the electronic
aiming system.
Set coordinates.
Enter aiming coordinates.
Aiming coordinates
engaged, Larry.
- Activate laser.
- Activated.
Effective range, 50 miles.
Relative speed, 07.
Entering effective shooting
range in 20 seconds.
Desolated to bear the
news, you son of a gun,
But you will never get
the Antalium before me!
Nine...
Eight...
- Seven...
- I'm sorry about young Sondra.
Damn shame about disintegrating her,
but I will not let you reach Lorigon.
Four...
Three...
Two...
One...
Fire!
Bye-bye!
Calling Orion base!
We have been hit!
I can't control the ship.
We've started spinning, and the
gyro-stabilizer is blocked.
Locate the damaged
sector, quick!
We have a failure in sector two!
The bastards hit the module.
Activate emergency circuits!
I can't stand this damn
spinning, it's making me sick!
What's going on?
Reestablish contact!
It's been interrupted, Commander.
We can't reach their range anymore.
- Try using the radio frequency!
We must reestablish
contact at all costs!
At all costs, I said!
Get ready to restart
the engines!
The thrust should stabilize us
and hopefully stop spinning!
Two seconds!
One. Engage main engine.
The temperature of the fission chamber of
the atomic battery is almost critical!
- Stop main engine thrust.
- Done.
- We made it!
- No, not yet.
The fission
chamber could explode at any time.
It's at critical stage. The
chain reaction has begun.
Damage control engaged.
The main generator's
processor has been hit.
- Are we veering off course?
- I can't tell yet.
The computer is still
elaborating the data,
But from my console I can already assess
we're drifting away from our route.
The computer has responded.
"We are subject to the gravitational
force of a planet, supposedly Lorigon."
Captain, it's impossible to
restablish contact with the base.
The auxiliary generator is overloaded,
and I don't have enough energy left.
- That's Lorigon!
- Gravitational force rapidly increasing.
The drift angle matches
the axis of the planet.
The gravitational force is
pulling us faster and faster!
We must slow down or
we'll disintegrate!
I need the data to
access the orbit, hurry!
"In order to access the orbit
around the planet's equator,
We need 8 seconds of maximum
engine braking thrust."
The temperature of the fission chamber
is still above critical stage!
We're falling faster
by the minute!
Currently required braking
thrust, 9 seconds.
We're about to enter
the atmospheric belt.
At this speed, we will evaporate as
soon as we enter the thicker layers!
We'll reach the first
ionized layer in 4 minutes!
Disengage the automatic security
system of the fission chamber.
Doing that will disintegrate the ship!
- Do it, Erika!
- Maximum braking thrust.
- Utter madness!
- The fission chamber won't hold!
- Start the engine!
- Full power!
- As you order, Captain.
Falling speed
decreasing sharply.
We'll enter a parking orbit around
the planet's equator in 8 seconds.
Stop the engines, quick!
We can now initiate the
landing procedure.
Glyn, are the module's
engines operative?
- The engines are perfectly fine, Captain.
- Good.
I'll have a much easier time fixing
the generator after we've landed.
Ready to detach from module.
Begin stabilizing
orbit of the main ship.
Activate visor 2.
Begin analyzing
external environment.
Level of oxygen, 13 percent.
Nitrogen, 70 percent.
Atmosphere and gravity
compatible with human organisms.
Glyn and Frank, you're in charge
of repairing the damages.
Everybody else get ready
to leave the module.
Did you take the Antalium detector?
- Yes, Larry.
Don't wander around,
we must stay together.
Detecting a positive signal. It's weak.
- Good.
Let's follow it, then.
We'll search the area,
but don't stray too far.
Fall back inside, quick!
It's him!
Sondra! Back inside, hurry!
Back in the module!
Hurry up, Sondra!
Captain Madison's spaceship
has been heavily damaged.
I'm afraid their chance of
survival is nonexistent.
Maybe the hull held out.
Perhaps the damaged MK31 is
drifting in space as we speak.
The crew could have survived.
Assuming they are still alive,
we have to locate the ship,
And to convince high command to send
another of their precious spaceships.
We're facing too many
uncertainties, Commander.
It's useless. I cannot make
contact with the base.
Looks like we're going to have to
handle this ourselves, Sondra.
The base would rather give us a
posthumous medal than send a rescue ship.
We'll find a way to make it.
Any news about the generator?
We located the damage, Captain,
and we should be able to fix it.
We've been sent
here on a mission,
And I don't intend to leave this
planet before we accomplish it.
We'll start searching for
Antalium immediately.
You two will remain
here aboard the module.
Use your disintegrators at the
smallest whiff of danger.
We'll keep radio contact.
In case of emergency, you can
reach us with the Aerospider.
Let's go!
The detector signals there's
Antalium in that direction.
Let's follow it, then.
The signal is getting stronger.
It must be in that cave.
- Sondra, what's your detector reading?
- Positive response.
We must be very close
to an Antalium mine.
The signal is getting
stronger, but...
It's odd, it decreases steeply
as soon as I change direction.
No problem, we'll keep
following the detector.
Be careful, stay together.
Follow me.
Easy...
Sondra, which direction
is the detector indicating?
- Straight ahead.
- Let's keep going, then.
Let's move.
Peter.
It sounds like that
monster's footsteps.
No. Maybe it's just the
echo of a landslide.
Listen to the noise.
I felt a light
breeze on my face.
There should be an exit
in that direction.
Come on, let's go check.
- This is the same landscape of my dream.
- Knock it off.
This is the wrong moment
to start daydreaming.
Frida, what does your
magnetic detector say?
Sorry, I wasn't listening.
What was that again?
What does the detector signal?
Nothing since we
entered that cave.
I can't understand what the
hell has gotten into me.
I've become furious
all of a sudden.
- I'd like to smash this place to bits.
- Likewise. I feel a strange sensation.
And I have a strange
numbing feeling.
We better leave
this place at once.
Come on, let's go back.
Look!
Things are getting serious.
- We must find that underground passage.
- I think we're moving away from it.
I think we're in the middle
of a strong magnetic field.
The radio isn't working either.
Let's try going in
this direction.
I don't like this place.
I feel like somebody's
watching me.
I sense somebody's presence.
Even if there's no one around.
I have the exact same feeling.
Look, that's the
castle from my dream!
Events are unfolding
exactly like in my dream.
Right, except that the sky isn't
red and the trees have no tentacles.
That's the last thing I'd have
expected to find here, though.
Let's go take a look.
Larry, the Antalium detector
has started working again.
The signal is definitely stronger
when I aim it at the building.
It points to the entrance, see?
One more reason to take a
look inside this dump.
Come on, let's go.
Maybe we'll even meet that
tunic-wearing friend of yours.
It looks just the same!
- What's going on?
- They locked us in.
See if you can find a
button to open it.
Let's keep going, people.
Stay together.
This way, don't stop.
- The air is heavy and musty.
- A gloomy atmosphere...
I say we find an exit and
get the hell out of here.
- I feel trapped.
- Likewise.
I want to get out of here, I'm scared.
- Keep your cool!
I saw a human shadow
on that wall!
Don't worry, girls. If there's somebody,
they're clearly spying on us.
Damn, I feel like I'm seeing
everything distorted.
Yes, as if our eyes can't focus.
How are you girls feeling?
I just feel slightly dizzy,
but it's not unpleasant.
It's like a series of
vibrations within my body.
- Do you feel the same?
- Yes, in my stomach.
What's happening to us
is weirding me out.
What about your detector?
It stopped working after
we entered the cave.
Let's find a way out and
return to the ship.
Come on!
I don't want anyone left
behind, understood?
Considering the size of the building, it
must be populated by humanoid-like people.
Could be.
- Sondra, don't lag behind.
- Yes, I'm coming.
There's a door here.
No...
No...
We are officially lost.
We've been walking in
circles all this time.
- No exit in sight.
- What are we going to do?
- Larry, I don't see Sondra.
- What?!
- She must have stayed behind.
- Let's go find her!
Sondra! Sondra!
Sondra!
She was here the
last time I saw her.
Erika, are you absolutely sure this is
where you last saw Sondra?
Without a doubt.
She stopped to look at something
and I told her to keep up.
What's happening?
Let's get out of here! Hurry!
Look who's here! It's
Captain Larry Madison!
The man with the tunic!
The mean ones are always
hard to kill, huh?
Let's sit down to eat, girls!
Don't worry, you'll feel comfortable here.
No hard feelings?
Juan Cardosa...
You're really something,
you know that?
I'll make sure you'll end in a
cobalt mine if I survive this.
Didn't you want
to reach Lorigon?
Well, here you are!
My soul is perfectly pure, you
can't accuse me of anything!
Sure, I guess I must have launched that
space torpedo against myself, then.
- Well, I don't...
- Beg your pardon, Captain Madison.
My name is Onaf.
I'm the master and ruler of the planet
we're on and everything it contains.
Not bad.
It wasn't because of your damaged
ship that you had to land here.
It was because of the mighty,
unstoppable power of our Zocor.
Who would that be?
An old computer whose control circuits were
damaged at least 15 or 20 centuries ago.
My, a quality product
from the good old days!
But that didn't stop him from ruling
every single thing on our planet.
Pretty attached to
his throne, huh?
And powerful enough to move
this planet across the cosmos.
It's the Antalium that gives
him such a gargantuan power.
Our planet has an
abundance of it.
Zocor not only rules the planet,
But he also guides the minds of the golden
men, those responsible for his own safety.
Time has become a word of no
meaning for us living here.
The Antalium radiatons changed the
atomic structure of our bodies,
And stopped the aging process.
- I'm currently 800 years old.
- Congratulations.
I will keep on living as long
as Zocor will keep working.
Did you and Juan
know each other?
No, me and this gentleman
have never met before.
You have been here before, haven't you?
- Yes, indeed.
It was me and two other guys.
But I reckon that if we are
here and very much alive,
t's because our gracious host was
eager to meet your gorgeous crew.
What our friend Juan assumed is
actually correct, I shall admit.
When I saw these beautiful and rare
flowers that were accompanying you,
I saw fit to guide your path all the
way here, to smell them up close.
Do you realize that
you have misled us?
Please, take a seat.
I'm so glad to have you here.
You wouldn't imagine what a boring
life we lead on this old planet.
I was sure that after my friend Juan
landed here, a couple years ago,
Zocor would have destroyed any other
spaceship approaching Lorigon.
When Juan took that small
sample of Antalium,
Zocor ordered his
men to kill him.
Juan was lucky enough
to takeoff immediately,
Without even realizing how
dangerous his situation was.
Since then, Zocor has always been wary of
travellers coming here to find Antalium.
That's why he had all the mineral
extracted from the planet's core.
There are 30 kilos of pure Antalium
that he keeps inside himself...
... to defend it from
the risk of an attack.
Just one kilogram of Antalium can provide
energy for a million years, imagine that.
Do you mean that all the
trouble we've faced was due...
... to the homicidal
will of an old, half-crazy computer?
- Yes, Captain. That's correct.
- How could you let it happen?
Don't forget that Zocor has always
acted for the planet's good.
Lorigon would cease
to exist without him.
By the way, putting him under
control would be impossible.
Free will has ceased to
exist on this planet.
Zocor has utmost
control on our minds.
- I will destroy that damn piece of junk!
- Don't pay attention to his words, Onaf.
The Captain is a tad impulsive,
but he's as meek as a lamb!
He won't touch a single transistor
of that electronic brain of yours!
He's aggressive because he
has lots of insecurities!
The little angel wouldn't hurt a fly!
Isn't that right, old friend?
Very well.
You can leave now.
Kindly pass me your
glass, Captain.
This flower looks great on you.
You're gorgeous!
- I feel weird...
- Yeah, so do I...
- This wine is great!
- Yes, you're right!
-
- Yeeeees...
I feel weirdly aroused!
You space fleet ladies are hell a cute!
Who would have thought!
I may join you guys. I'm
sick of being a trader,
Months and months of space travelling
with two or three dirty, hairy folks!
Wait, I have a better idea.
Drink up!
Why don't you come work
as a trader with me?
No! No!
Captain!
Captain!
Come on, pal! Wake up!
Quick, swallow this.
Come on, swallow the pill,
it's for your own good!
Come on, swallow it already!
My goodness...
I had a horrible dream...
- I felt like a puppet.
- A puppet?
That son of a bitch would tell
me to eat and I complied.
Same for when he
asked me to drink.
He asked a lot of other stuff. It
was too crazy, even for a dream!
- And you know something else?
- What?
- In my dream... Yeah?
Well, the owner of this kind of
brothel had the legs of a faun.
Yeah, and also a
thingy like a horse's.
He was screwing Sondra
over and over again.
And when I...
- Shut up.
- What's wrong? Is my dream that boring?
Listen, chum, that wasn't a
dream, it happened for real!
- You drunk or something?
- It wasn't a dream, trust me!
I had to give you a gram of
Psychotine to clear up your mind.
You've been under mental
control until now.
- It's true.
- Is this one of your jokes?
Look around you!
I found your clothes and weapons while you
were having fun. We gotta leave at once!
But if we want to leave the planet
we must destroy Zocor first!
We have to get rid of that
damn heap of transistors!
We'll leave Sondra here
to keep Onaf distracted.
I reckon that Onaf is the physical
manifestation of that old, senile computer!
First thing to do is to give a
pill to each of your crew mates.
- Let's start with Erika.
- Here, take it.
- Be careful.
- Make sure she swallows it.
Erika! Come on, wake up!
Hey! Hey!
Wake up! Hey!
Get out! Hurry!
Watch out! It's the golden men!
Stand back!
Come on, keep moving!
Listen up! Keep your eyes
peeled and your weapons ready!
The computer is down there.
Let's move!
Go ahead, I've got your backs!
Move it! Move it! There's
no time to waste!
Wait! I hear something!
Fire!
Take cover!
They are robots!
Time to leave!
- Frida!
- It's an energy shield.
Poor Frida ended up right
in the middle of it!
That shield wasn't here before!
We must get through
or we're done for!
There must be a way.
Hit the control panel!
Peter! Erika! Quick, take care of those robots!
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- Here it is.
- So this is Zocor?
I'm kinda disappointed,
you know?
I was expecting something
more threatening!
We
better not underestimate this little toy.
Come on, let's not
waste minutes.
-
One tiny mistake
and we are toast.
- All right.
- Try to act natural.
Allow me to show you one of the marvels
of planet Lorigon: Zocor, the computer.
The most incredible electronic machine
made in this part of the galaxy.
It's a real work of art. Would
you like to take a closer look?
Yeah, with pleasure.
Get naked, then.
Zocor may have some fairy
transistors you can distract.
- Knock it off.
- I always joke around when I'm scared.
- What are you afraid of?
- Ol' Zocor is mighty powerful, after all.
- Zocor's just a scrap of iron!
- Hey, he's pretty touchy!
A scrap of iron! Why, Zocor
is a real masterpiece!
Look at his profile!
- Come on, let's do it.
- Wait, take it easy!
Stay back!
Don't come closer, beings from another
planet! Nobody will take the Antalium!
It belongs to Zocor!
Nobody must know about the
existence of Antalium.
One hit with those rays
and we're done for!
It's all your fault, you shouldn't
have called him scrap of iron!
There's no way out for you!
Our only chance is to make
him pop a nice tranquilizer.
- What's that?
- The best on the market.
- What's inside it?
- Can't tell you. Top secret.
Just wait and see.
Ready?
Emergency! Engage
automatic alarms!
Disconnect symbiotic controls!
Begin immediate decentralization of
automatic functions...
... regulating atmospheric and
gravitational control of planet Lorigon.
The Antalium! Follow me!
Disconnect detonator's
lock number 4.
Imminent danger of explosion.
Main power connection to the
Antalium supply disconnected.
Beings from other worlds, you
won't be able to leave Lorigon!
Antalium is vital for me to function, and
I'm essential to the planet's survival!
Lorigon will explode as soon as I,
Zocor, will go into total failure.
- Coast is clear, Captain!
- Where's Juan? I thought he was with you!
I saw him run away moments
ago, he was holding a box!
Damn it! He played us good!
The whole place is
gonna blow up, hurry!
- What about Sondra?
- We gotta save the spaceship first!
I've lost the energy control
of the Antalium cells!
The planet is about to explode!
Sondra!
Sondra! Get aboard, hurry!
Quick, dammit! We cannot afford
to waste a single minute!
Lorigon is about to disintegrate!
Run!
- I'm coming.
- Hurry!
- Faster!
- I don't understand.
- Move it!
- I'm coming!
We need to take off fast! Give
full power to the engines!
Full power, I said, Peter!
It's too risky! We could
disintegrate the ship!
What do you think will happen if
we stay here one more minute?!
- Sondra, remove the landing supports.
- Right away, Captain.
Get ready for takeoff as soon
as the engines are ready.
No serious damages,
protective shields operative.
Sooner or later they'll
start zeroing in on us!
The engines have reached
maximum temperature, Captain.
Ready for immediate takeoff.
Calculate docking trajectory.
Disengage engine.
Open the braking jets.
Engage the automatic system.
Time to get away from Lorigon!
The sensors are showing the beginning of
a chain reaction on the planet, Captain.
Atmospheric radioactivity
rising sharply.
- We made it just in time!
- Yeah, you can say that again.
I'm afraid Juan wasn't as lucky.
You talking about me, bud?
I'm alive and well!
And, last but not least, I'm
also much richer than you!
Juan, you old scoundrel! So it's true that
the mean ones are always hard to kill!
You betcha. I even brought a
small souvenir from Lorigon.
Take a good look.
Tell your bosses that if they want
it, my price is two billion credits.
Arrange this deal for me and I'll
buy you a nice dinner, guaranteed!
See you around!
Well, I guess that's what you
get for trusting a trader!
What matters is we'll get the Antalium.
- Well said, Sondra!
Captain! Contact with
Earth established!
MK31, is it really you?
Say something!
We thought you were missing
in action, what happened?
Mission accomplished, Commander.
Would you believe this fella?
He comes back from the
end of the world...
... and barely gives
us a two-word rundown!