BraveStarr

Deputy Fuzz:
[looking at a hologram] That my bad cousin Scuzz. He should not smoke!

Thirty/Thirty:
If Thunderstick lays a hand on my little buddy, he'll answer to me!

Thunderstick:
[to Outlaw Scuzz] You and your smoke-smokin'. For a smart fella, you sure are stupe-stupid to smoke!

Uncle Mern:
[reluctantly casting a spell] Razzle, ruzzle, frizzle, ree, open up, so says me!

Thirty/Thirty:
[the Dingoes are on the run] There they go, like a bunch'a scared jackrabbits.

Thirty/Thirty:
[Wimble has grabbed on to Thirty/Thiry's leg and won't let go] Eh, eh, eh, somebody explain to this kid that I ain't no merry-go-round horse.

Gup:
[referring to Wimble] He's chosen you to be his temporary father.

Thirty/Thirty:
[whines] But carn sarn it, I ain't cut out to be nobody's daddy. [BraveStarr laughs loudly at this] What's so darn funny, marshal?

Marshal BraveStarr:
Well, now that you mention it, nothing. Child care is serious.

Thirty/Thirty:
Carn sarn it, I know how to take care o' people.

Marshal BraveStarr:
An' I can't agree with you.

Thirty/Thirty:
I've been takin' care o' you, long enough!

Marshal BraveStarr:
Say, Big Pard', I was a might hard on ya before and, well, I just wanna say you're the best pard' a marshal could have.

Thirty/Thirty:
[grunts] Aw, mount up. I've wasted enough time with that nicey-nice stuff today.

Dingo:
We won't help. [stutters] Maybe the Fever Flower'll clear all you human trash off the planet, yeah.

Wild Child:
There's sure to be a lot more booby traps coming up. The Dingo Llama likes his privacy.

Marshal BraveStarr:
I'm proud of you, Wild Child. Helpin' people, especially people you don't like, that's what makes a real hero.

Dingo Llama:
[growls] That's what makes a human. And I'm ashamed of you, Wild Child! A Dingo would celebrate an enemy's sickness.

Thirty/Thirty:
There's a cloud of dust appearin' on the horizon, ma'am.

BraveStarr:
And I think we're in for a storm a' trouble. Tex Hex style.

Ally Kingston:
I mean, isn't that what life's really is about? Loving and caring for each other?

[Tex pushes her hand away and turns her back on her]

Ally Kingston:
What is it?

Tex Hex:
Lovin' and caring for each other... Someone once said the very same thing to me... but that was a long time ago.

Thirty/Thirty:
I don't know if my stomach can take much more of this cutesy talk!

Deputy Fuzz:
Marshal BraveStarr, this old boy be hurt bad. Prairie People's Kingdom nearby. It's best we take him there, pronto!

BraveStarr:
Right Fuzz. Rest easy, pilgrim, we'll get you outta here.

Jeremiah:
Why, you can't see!

Munchie:
It's true, meez don't seez whith my eyes.

Jeremiah:
What do you mean, not see with your eyes?

Munchie:
Meez seez with my hands, my ears, my nose, but mostly meez sees with my feelings.

Munchie:
Jeremiah, Jeremiah, Tussle say it's ok youz come live with us. Youz want to?

Jeremiah:
You mean, live in the Prairie People Kingdom? But why?

Munchie:
Because, because, we needs each other. You helps me see things I can't see with my eyes, and I help you feel things with your heart.

BraveStarr:
[during moral] Just remember, that friendship is a two-way proposition. I mean it works both ways. To have a good friend, you must be a good friend. So long from your friend, Bravestarr.

Deputy Fuzz:
Ooh, town sure quit. Maybe time for BraveStarr vacation?

Marshal BraveStarr:
A little too quiet, Fuzz. A marshal learns to read a town. This one feels like there's pressure building up. Wrong time for a vacation: it might blow.

Tex Hex:
Them stupid Prospectors are gonna help me dig that Kerium!

Cactus Head:
They are? How come?

Tex Hex:
'Cause they're gonna declare war on those wicked Prairie People! [laughs]

Cactus Head:
[joins in laughing] You sure?

Tex Hex:
As sure as I'm Tex the Terrible!

Marshal BraveStarr:
We'd better get movin' before there's more trouble.

Thirty/Thirty:
But I like trouble!

Marshal BraveStarr:
I've a feelin' you're gonna get it. Now lets go.

Old Timer:
Never judge a thing until you've slithered a mile in it's trail.

Tex Hex:
War is about to be declared: the nitwits arre gonna attack the Prairie People!

Cactus Head:
[laughs] Oh, yippees!

Commander Karen Kane:
The Krang are my responsibility and they're dangerous. They'll be giving me enough trouble without my having to babysit a couple of amateurs. Go home.

Judge J.B. McBride:
Amateurs? Why you overbearing dip-switch, how dare you!

Judge J.B. McBride:
Since when are giving the orders?

Commander Karen Kane:
Since berore you were born, young lady.

Commander Karen Kane:
Good to see you again, Angus. What happened to the legs? Running away from too many girls?

Angus McBride:
[chuckles] Fell over a cliff.

Thirty/Thirty:
Well, I like a well-armed enemy. Makes the fight last longer.

Marshal BraveStarr:
[after defeating Thunder Stick and Outlaw Scuzz] Seems to me you two've been mighty rude to this gentleman.

Thunder Stick:
[stuck in a barrel] Gentle man? Hah! Ain't no man that I know of plays-plays with baby dolls!

Thirty/Thirty:
Hmm... He's got a point there.

Marshal BraveStarr:
As long as I'm the law around here, a person has the right to play with whatever they want. Even dolls.

Thirty/Thirty:
That man's got the backbone of a jellyfish.

Marshal BraveStarr:
[referring to Paco and Michelle] I reckon they'll be all right in that little valley.

Thirty/Thirty:
[snort] What do you think he's gonna grow? Baby dollies?

Marshal BraveStarr:
Lets give Sand Storm a taste of his own grit.

Marshal BraveStarr:
Every time I take out my Neutra-Laser, I pray I'm not gonna hurt anybody.

Outlaw Scuzz:
[moral] Hi there, ya li'l shrimps. I got somethin' to tell ya. [coughs] There's one bad thing that I do that I hate, and that's smoke. Now this here's a cigar, it stinks. Even Tex Hex don't like it. It ain't no fun, and it makes me sick. [takes a drag and coughs] You know, one day it might even kill me. I wish I could quit, but it's hard once you've started. Best thing is: not to start. Or you might end up like me. [more coughing]

Queen Singlish:
But I wanted a horse with 4 feet you fool! How can I ride this 2 footed one?

Grovel:
B-B-B-B-But he had 4 feet when we beamed him up your Majesty. He-He-He seemed to have transformed himself.

Queen Singlish:
Transformed himself? Oh really!

Queen Singlish:
[Looking Thirty-Thirty straight in the eyes] Well you can just transform yourself right back again. I want to ride you!

Thirty-Thirty:
Forget it lady!

Whimper:
[Together after kissing Queen Singlish's boots] Huh, what was it you wanted again?

Grovel:
[Together after kissing Queen Singlish's boots] Huh, what was it you wanted again?

Queen Singlish:
Huh! A superior Stallion, a big strong fast powerful horse! A great and magnificent horse!

Queen Singlish:
Remember I don't want just any horse. I want the best!

Marshal BraveStarr:
[using Eyes of the Wolf] It's Rider and his Dune Buggy Gang! They're trying to rob the stage.

Thirty-Thrity:
[whines] Hooray! It's stompin' time!

Rider:
My computer's warning me we're being followed.

Sllither:
It's gotta be that meddling Marshall BraveStarr and that weirdo with the long arm.

Rider:
Hmm. Lets give 'em the razzle dazzle decoy!

Thirty-Thrity:
Just like an outlaw: full o' hot air!

Marshal BraveStarr:
Listen Mayor, if you get rid of Fuzz, you get rid o' me, too. You'll have to find yourself a new Marshall.

Sherlock Holmes:
You are not human.

Dr. Wt'sn:
No, Rigellian, that's me. And proud of it. Why?

Sherlock Holmes:
Rigellian... from the Constellation Rigel?

Dr. Wt'sn:
That's right.

Sherlock Holmes:
Hmm. A large planet, with high gravity. A hot, intensely bright sun, a thick soupy atmosphere and a strong, handsome native population.

Dr. Wt'sn:
Ah, you've been there, then.

Dr. Wt'sn:
I never heard of it before. I simply deduced it from your weight, your skin, your breathing and your obvious pride.

Sherlock Holmes:
This century is certainly confusing. This confounded scanner pipe, for instance. I simply cannot get it to function. Why can't I have my old one?

Dr. Wt'sn:
Eh, tabacco's been outlawed, old boy. It was dangerous.

Sherlock Holmes:
Well, I was aware of that. I see this century is more sense than mine. But I still can't figure out this confounded gadget.

BraveStarr:
[about to break open a door] Strength of the...

[Mycroft Holmes blasts the door open using her Ray-Derringer]

BraveStarr:
Oh, never mind.

BraveStarr:
I have a sinking feeling about this.

[a trapdoor opens and all slide down]

Professor James Moriarty:
And as for you, Holmes, I'll be back later. As king of the world, to preside over your doom! Take them. And don't be gentle.

[evil laughter]

Sherlock Holmes:
Hm. What is this place?

Booster:
It's the old New London to Paris Turbo-Train. They must've taken it.

Professor James Moriarty:
After 365 years, Sherlock Holmes, it is time to meet your doom.

Thirty/Thirty:
[whipping out Sara Jane] Allright, everybody stand back: it's boulder bustin' time!

Marshal BraveStarr:
But Shaman, without my weapons or my powers, I'll have no defence!

Shaman:
Hm, you will have your greatest powers: your courage and your intelligence.

Shaman:
Thirty/Thirty, wait, you must not go. The Spirits forbid intervention. BraveStarr must face his trials alone.

Thirty/Thirty:
[whines] Spirits. Huh! Fleas on a Dingo, I say!

Shaman:
[during flashback] Follow the creed of the tribe, and you cannot fail. Do you remember it?

Young BraveStarr:
Honor in all your deeds. Respect for all life. And be the protector of the weak and old.

Shaman:
Ah, you make me very proud, BraveStarr. Some day you will be a great leader.

Marshal BraveStarr:
A sandstorm... Oh oh, If that's who I think it is, evil is an understatement.

Shaman:
The time is near, BraveStarr... the time of your greatest trial.

Thirty/Thirty:
Uh, BraveStarr, I, I I know you didn't want any interference.

Marshal BraveStarr:
That's Right, Thirty/Thirty. The Shaman said the spirits would provide. And I guess they provided me with the greates partner I could hope for.

Tex Hex:
This time the walls that kept me out... will keep Bravestarr out.

Thirty/Thirty:
[to Wuzzella] You sure convinced me that little ladies can be pretty big when there's a job to be done.

Shaman:
[thoughs] Hm. Evil, I sense its approach. But it is not I who is threatened, no, it is another. Someone... young...

Jay:
[describing the effects of 'Spin'] It was like... like a whirling ride in... in purple space with smiling flowers...

Brad:
Man... you know how stupid you sound?

Jay:
Oh, torch out! You don't know anything about it.

Jay:
I gotta go find Dealer. Get some more Spin. That stuff is a real retroblast!

Shaman:
A promise is important, yes. But a life is more so. And, which would you rather lose forever, a promise or a friend?

BraveStarr:
[during moral segment] Drugs are dangerous. Drugs can kill. Don't mess with 'em. At best: you'll live to regret it. At worst: you won't live.

Outlaw Skuzz:
Badges? We don't need no stinkin' badges!

Lucas Conway:
They closed the gate!

BraveStarr:
Guess I'll better go knock, bear style...

BraveStarr:
Who invited a shootin' robot to this party?

Thirty/Thirty:
You know, if you walked a mile in my horse shoes, maybe you'd understand me better,

[BraveStarr howls with laughter as if he's never laughed at anything before in his life]

BraveStarr:
It looks like we won't have to make another trip like this for a while.

Thirty/Thirty:
I hope not, I hate this trip.

Judge J.B. McBride:
[laughs] You hate everything, Thirty-Thirty.

Thirty/Thirty:
I hate it when you say that!

[more laughter from J.B]

BraveStarr:
Can't you go any faster?

Thirty/Thirty:
I'm tryin', but my transistors are resistin'.

BraveStarr:
Lets see how you like being laser-lasso'd.

BraveStarr:
[referring to Togg Salter] I think he's gonna be okay.

Thirty/Thirty:
Aw, let's get outta here before one of us - I mean you - start slobberin'.

[everyone laughs]

Judge J.B. McBride:
[during moral segment] There is no good reason for stealing.

BraveStarr:
Right. Because there's always another way to get what you need. It might not be the easiest way, but in the long run, it's the best. It's called: the honest way.

Marshal BraveStarr:
What's the matter, big pard'? Don't you wanna find The Lost City?

Thirty/Thirty:
What for? I didn't lose it.

Thirty/Thirty:
[whipping out Sara Jane] Yahoo! Time to raise a ruckus!

BraveStarr:
[surprised at Wild Child's abilities] You can tell the difference between their scents?

Wild Child:
Me can do all Dingo things.

Judge J.B. McBride:
Seems y-you're not the only one with animal powers.

BraveStarr:
Guess you're right. I was given mine. Seems he learned his.

Zarko the Hunter:
You challenge me, human? Heh heh! You are very brave or very foolish!

Marshal BraveStarr:
You got it wrong, partner. I'm the law.

Shaman:
Violence is weak. Love is strong.

BraveStarr:
Guess this just wasn't our day to put people in jail.

Judge J.B. McBride:
I wish we could end them all this way.