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815 Agent for H.A.R.M. 08/02/97
816 Prince of Space 08/16/97
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816 Prince of Space A Best Brains Production
Transcripts by zapman24@home.com
Prologue
Segment 1
Segment 2
Segment 3
Segment 4
Segment 5
816.wav "I like it very much." -Mike 47k



Prologue


Crow: Mike! Mike! Mike! Grr!
Servo: Grr... woof...
Mike: What's going on here? Down, down, down!
Crow: We were playing dog and bear, you know, and Servo was chasing me and I ran panicked over logs and through streams, you know, maddened with primal terror, you know, and I turned and raked my deadly claws against his howling snout, you know, and I rose to my hind feet, towering, and still bellowing he came, and I mewled and spewed gore from my wounds and snot from my flaring wild maw and... and... and we were locked like lovers and, and, and, and I was encurled by spotted hound bodies and my entrails were hanging out and I tried a savage feral roar but, alas, my force was spent and I died. Then Servo took it too far!
Mike: I understand. Is that what happened, Servo?
Servo: Well, I guess that's about right. I mean, what's too far when your entrails are spilling out? I mean, where's the line?
Mike: I see your point. But I'll tell you what: why don't you guys just play a nice game?
Crow and Servo: Okay, okay.
Crow: Could you stick my entrails back in, Mike?
Mike: Sure I will. We'll be right back... Entrails back in... There you go, how's that?
Servo: Woof, woof.


Segment 1


Crow and Servo: Hehe... Lalalalalala...
Servo: It's fun!
Mike: What's so funny, guys? You're not playing dog and bear again, are you? 'Cause you know how that can get out of hand.
Crow: Oh no, now we're playing sea lion and squirrel and we have nothing at all to do with each other!
Servo: And it's fun! Lalalala...
Mike: That's great. Oh, Pearl Bailey's calling.
Crow and Servo: Huh?
Observer: Oh, hurry up.
Pearl: Hey, Nelson Eddie. Time to take your movie medicine.
Bobo: Don't look!
Pearl: We're not looking! Bobo has to... go, so Brain Boy here tied a rope around him and sent him out. Anyway, your movie today is...
Bobo: You're looking, I know you are!
Observer: Believe me, there's nothing I'd like to look at less.
Bobo: Well, I'm gonna go into this big tunnel thing so you can't look at me even if you tried. Ahh!
Observer: Wait, wait, wait, don't go in there! Don't go... I wouldn't do that, that's a... No, don't, that's a... wormhole.
Pearl: A worm what?
Observer: A wormhole.
Pearl: A what hole?
Observer: A wormhole. Worm hole. A cosmic rift where all time and matter is rearranged; seemingly at random!
Pearl: Oh, big deal.
Observer: Well it is! They're very unpredictable and dangerous.
Pearl: So am I, brainiac, let's go in there and get that monkey.
Observer: May I ask why?
Pearl: What if Bobo causes one of them weird numbers where he goes back in time and steps on a butterfly or something, and then 'cause of that, mammals as we know them never evolve, and then 'cause of that, mankind never invents slot machines, and my favorite hubby goes straight down the toitey, huh?
Observer: Your logic is irrefutable...
Pearl: Hey Nelson, we're going wormhole surfing.
Crow: G'bye! So long! G'bye! G'bye now!
Mike: So long! Don't forget to write! Bye!
Servo: Arrevederchi! Bye! Bon voyage-y!
Pearl: N-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-no. No. You're coming with. Hey, whitey, how about using that brain of yours to give these guys a tow?
Observer: Yeah, I'll do that for ya, ma'am, but then I gots to be moseying along. I got spurs that go jingley jangley jingle, after all, that's just the way I am. I'll kiss you now, ma'am, and then I...
Pearl: Will you just lasso the stupid ship, please?!
Observer: Okay, okay. I'll show you where all the cowboys have gone!
Servo: Woah, we're being bronco busted!
Mike: Hang on, little dogeys!
Observer: Woah! Woah, that's heavy.
Pearl: We hope you enjoy flying Wormhole Express Airlines. Your in-flight movie today is a little confection from our friends in Japan called "Prince of Space".
Mike: Wow, a wormhole. All sorts of weird stuff could happen!
Crow: And it probably will!
Servo: Even worse. We have Movie Sign.
Mike, Crow and Servo: Woah!


Segment 2


Servo: Oh yeah, Mike, I was wondering that myself, weird, isn't it?
Mike: Oh hey, Tom... How'd you get here so fast?
Servo: Oh, he'll be along. I have his chicken puppet.
Mike: Hey, where's Crow?
Servo: Talking like what?
Mike: Why're you talking like that?
Servo: Well, no, I'm not, I'm just way ahead of you, Mike.
Mike: Well, like that, you know? You're answering my questions before I ask them. I dunno, I'm asking him the same thing.
Servo: No, you dope, I mean I'm moving faster than you temporally speaking.
Mike: Hey, whaddya mean you're way ahead of me?
Servo: Well, I asked you for it. Crow, you were right here.
Crow: Hi guys! Hey, how'd you get here so fast?
Servo: That's what I've been trying to tell you, Mike! I'm ahead of you by about three seconds.
Mike: You know what, guys, I think there may be something wrong with the time-space continuum.
Crow: Servo, how'd you get my chicken puppet?
Gypsy: Whoops, sorry, everything's on the fritz. My burrito was done before I put it in the oven!
Servo: Alright, alright, take your damn chicken puppet! I'll have it back before you know it, anyway! Hehehe...
Mike: Hey, Tom, why don't you just give him his chicken puppet back, alright?
Servo: Say, why don't we ask Gypsy to mess with the warp engines?
Crow: Well, alls I know is I want my chicken puppet back! Hey, how'd that happen?
Mike: That's a good idea. Gypsy, there's something wrong with the space-time thingy, isn't there anything we can do?
Servo: Well okay, Gypsy, I guess all we can do is ride it out, I'm outta here...
Mike: Okay, Gyps', I guess all we can do is ride it out. I'm gonna... Wow, that's a weird déjà-vu.
Servo: Hehehehehehe...
Mike: Yeah, that's a good idea, Crow. You do that. This is really weird. We'll be right back.
Crow: Well, I'm just going to play with my chicken puppet till this blows over... I'll see you Mike, Tom... Hey, anybody seen my chicken puppet?


Segment 3


Servo: Yup, seems like it, doesn't it?
Crow: So, you think we're back in sync on this time thing?
Servo: Hehehe...
Crow: D'oh!
Servo: I'm sorry, sorry.
Mike: Okay, hey, guys! Listen up! I think I have some answers, apparently the separate universe layers are co-mingling. If we don't isolate our position in space and time, limitless potentiality will... what?
Crow and Servo: Hehehe!
Mike: Wh-wh-what?
Servo: Uh, Mike... You're a small robot!
Crow: Hehe. Yeah!
Mike: Hehehe, well of course I am! What did you expect?
Crow: Well, normally, when we're not in a worm-hole and stuff, you're a big, chunky, human thing.
Servo: Yeah, I don't mean to offend you or anything, but as you are, I have the urge to put you back in your case!
Crow and Servo: Hahahaha!
Mike: Now c'mon, cut it out now! I can't speak for your reality, but in mine we are all robots serving on this vessel and I'm in command! You have tremendous respect for me, you do! Now, now, my orders are as follows: now, I want you to...
Crow: Ah sorry, Mike, but I only take orders from Willie Tyler and Lester! Hahahaha!
Servo: Hahahaha!
Mike: Oh, that's... that's... Oh now, stop it! C'mon, stop it! Listen up! Now, we all wanna get back, right? Okay, listen up! If we wanna put things right, you'll do exactly as I say! If we over-drive the plasma thrusters to create a gravity well, isolating us from the other universe layers, we untangle our co-mingling reali...
Crow: He's just, he's just so cute!
Mike: Hey! C'mon, cut it out! You guys are gonna be annihilated and stuff!
Crow: Ah, Mike. I don't care, man, it's worth it to see you like this!
Mike: Stop it! Don't you make fun... Ah, we got Movie Sign! Don't push, don't push, don't push!
Servo: Movie Sign! Hahaha!


Segment 4


Mike: This is good. Okay, everything seems to be back to normal. I'm a befleshed human being, and you guys are... Oh, no. Oh, no!
Crow: Um... Mike? Why are we in a sylvan glen?
Servo: Achoo! Hey, I've got hay fever! Cool! Hehehehe.
Mike: I'm uh... I'm gonna go lay down until this all blows over...
Servo: Uh, I may need a Kleenex!
Mike: You're fine.
Crow: Poor guy. He doesn't handle alternate realities well, does he?
Servo: Achoo! Sorry.
Crow: Still... nice day, though.
Servo: Yup, yup, yup, yup. Fishin'?
Crow: No thanks.


Segment 5


Servo: Okay, okay, okay. We're on the Satellite of Love, right? Right? There's no time lags, Mike's not a puny little robot?
Mike: No, no. Well, I don't think so.
Servo: 'Cause I tell you, guys, you get to the point where you just wanna say, "Wormhole, back off!"
Mike: I hear you. Seems like everything is back to normal. Oh, you guys know my wife Krankor, right?
Crow and Servo: Woah! Get me outta here!
Mike and Krankor: Hehehe.
Mike: That was good, Krankor, thanks a lot.
Krankor: We certainly got them that time! Hahaha!
Mike: Well, there's no reason for you to hang around. You can take off.
Krankor: They ran like fools! Hahaha!
Mike: Yeah, I guess they did, Krankor.
Krankor: We pulled the wool over their eyes! Hahaha!
Crow: Wow.
Mike: You know what, Krankor? I want you to leave, alright?
Krankor: Oh, do you? Well, you may be interested to know that I have already conquered your puny satellite and that you have no defense against me!
Mike: Agh!
Krankor: Oh, please don't hurt me! Don't hit, don't hit!
Mike: Krankor.
Gypsy: Mike! Crow! Servo! Krankor! We're orbiting a planet that looks like Earth!
Mike, Crow and Servo: Earth? Wow, Earth!
Gypsy: I'm not sure. Yes!
Mike: It is!
Gypsy: I think.
Mike: Would you knock it off? Mrs. F, how about you? Do you know where we are or when we are?
Pearl: I don't know, Mike. There's no sign of Bobo, but there are marble columns and intricate frescoes.
Observer: Evidently a sewage system of some sort.
Pearl: Could it possibly be...
Callipygeas: Welcome to Roman times!
Flavia: Guards! Seize them.



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