Thundercats

[repeated line]

Mumm-Ra:
Ancient spirits of evil, transform this decayed form to MUMM-RA, THE EVER-LIVING!

[Mocking maniacal laughter follows]

[repeated line]

Lion-O:
Sword Of Omens, give me sight BEYOND sight.

[repeated line]

Lion-O:
Thunder... thunder - thunder - THUNDERCATS, HOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Snarf:
I was taken by surprise, or I - *we* could've handled him.

Snarf:
I'm twice you size, short-legs.

Gregory Gregyan:
True. True. But I've always felt that one's legs were long enough if they reach the ground.

Lion-O:
I'd know that laugh in my dreams.

Tygra:
This is madness, Lion-O. You can't go inside that, and live!

Lion-O:
I must, Tygra. It's the only way to regain the Sword's powers. If I don't return, you will be the new Lord ot the Thundercats. Good-bye.

Snarf:
Panthro and Cheetara will never return in time. I'm going after Lion-O.

Tygra:
Not while you're within *my* reach, little Snarf.

[last lines]

Cheetara:
The true hero is *you*, risking your life to risk that awful curse.

Cheetara, Tygra, Panthro:
Hail Lion-O, Lord of the Thundercats!

Cheetara:
[laughs as he lifts her] Lion-O, put me down!

Tygra, Panthro, Lion-O:
Hail Cheetara, worth her weight in gold!

Wilykat:
Wow. You did it. A Thundertank. And you built it just with the junk you scrounged from the spaceship?

Panthro:
Salvaged. The equipment I *salvaged* from the ship.

Tygra:
I must admit, Panthro, I didn't think even you could do it.

Panthro:
Are you kiddin'? You're looking at the Master Scrounger of the Universe.

Wilykit:
Wilykat, it's raining stones! Ow!

Wilykat:
Stones, my whiskers. Those are boulders!

Lion-O:
Oh, pretty soon, you'll be jumping at your own shadow.

Snarf:
Who, me? Old Snarf isn't afraid of noth - YAA!

Lion-O:
[laughs] See?

Snarf:
When you're fierce like me, you throw a fierce shadow, that's all.

Lion-O:
[when he turns around and lets out several battle-yelps suddenly at nothing] Nice going, Snarf. You scared 'em clear out of sight.

Lion-O:
What's the matter with you, Snarf? That thing was twice your size.

Snarf:
That don't faze me. Just so you see that everything I see isn't shadows and imagination.

Lion-O:
Never thought that for a second.

Snarf:
*Now* where are they taking us?

Lion-O:
Maybe I'd better, uh, keep my fightin' spirit in check 'til we find out.

Lion-O:
[finally understanding what their speech means] I think they're *called* Berbils, Snarf. RoBear Berbils.

Snarf:
That's not what I'd be callin' 'em.

Snarf:
Well, I gotta admit, they look better to me than they did when we was tied up.

Lion-O:
Those stun-darts aren't doing much good.

RoBear Bill:
No. They never do.

Lion-O:
Then, why do you use them?

RoBear Bill:
Because we would not want to hurt anyone.

Lion-O:
Then why don't you just let the Trollogs march into your village and take your RoBear Berbil fruit?

RoBear Bill:
And behave like cowards?

Lion-O:
[sighing in frustration] I don't get it!

Snarf:
I dunno; makes perfect sense to me.

Lion-O:
Anyway, the Trollogs shouldn't be bothering you for a while.

RoBear Bill:
No, poor Trollogs.

Lion-O:
You feel sorry for them? Even though they keep raiding your village for your RoBear Berbil fruit?

RoBear Bill:
Oh, they don't do that for themselves. Trollogs don't eat Berbil fruit. They can't eat anything but the fruit on the trollberry bushes. The mountains above their caves are covered with those bushes. But the Giantours who live there won't let the Trollogs pick from them, unless they bring them Robear Berbil fruit. And now, the Trollogs must return empty-handed. Oh, the Giantours will be *furious*.

RoBear Bill:
Thank you, Lion-O. And please, thank your friends again too.

Lion-O:
They're your friends too, RoBear Bill.

Lion-O:
I think there's something peculiar about that swarm.

[runs toward them, they merge into one giant insect as he stops]

Lion-O:
Uh, in fact, I know there's something peculiar about it.

RoBear Bill:
[pointing to the blueprint] Your home?

Tygra:
Yes. Well - it *will* be. We'll be building it right up there.

RoBear Bill:
You will build it? Just you few?

Lion-O:
Oh, it will take quite a while, of course, but...

RoBear Bill:
Please.

[huddles with the others then turns back to them]

RoBear Bill:
We will help you build your home.

Tygra:
Well, thank you, but we couldn't allow you to. It's much too great an undertaking for...

RoBear Bill:
You said we were friends. Friends help each other.

Lion-O:
[to the one who is already grinning] He has a point, Tygra.

Snarf:
Why is everyone so willing to help me? It's never happened before.

Snarf:
For generations, Snarfs have served Thundercats. Now if I want it, Thundercats will serve Snarfs.

Mumm-Ra:
I might as well do some annoying while I'm here.

Lion-O:
[swatting at him in fly-form] Hey, buzz off.

Panthro:
Get out of here. [after he flies near again, swats him with the transmitter to send him crash-landing] Gotcha!

Mumm-Ra:
Maybe this wasn't such a great - idea.

Mumm-Ra:
I hope you find your accommodations miserable and uncomfortable.

Lion-O:
Prison suits you, Mumm-Ra.

[last lines]

Snarf:
Do me this small favor, will ya?

Lion-O:
What's that, Snarf?

Snarf:
Take this blasted bracelet away from me. And never let me see it again, let alone wear it!

Lion-O, Cheetara, Panthro, Tygra, Wilykit, Wilykat:
[monotone] Yes, O great Snarf. Your wish is our command. [laugh, making him smile grudgingly]

Mumm-Ra:
Ah, Luna. Welcome to my humble abode.

Luna:
Cut the small talk, Mumm-Ra.

Luna:
Hm. It might work, I suppose.

Mumm-Ra:
Of course it will work!

Mumm-Ra:
Once I have used the Lunatacs to beat the Thundercats, I will cast them aside.

Luna:
As soon as we've beaten the Thundercats, we'll get rid of him.

Mumm-Ra:
Now, Lion-O and his feline friends will be ready for trouble. And I, Mumm-Ra, will make sure they get it.

Luna:
The Thundercats are no pushover. If we're going to beat them, we need all the help we can get. That's why, just this once, we're going along with Mumm-Ra's plan.

Alluro:
[laughs scornfully] Mumm-Ra?

Luna:
[appears] Yes, Alluro?

Alluro:
I was just saying, we couldn't do without you.

Luna:
Correct, Alluro.

Snarf:
Take that, you little furball!

Snarfer:
[dodging him] Nope, nope, I'm not taking anything from you!

Luna:
Looks like the odds have turned against us, Redeye. So get us out of here!

Panthro:
But what about Amok?

Luna:
He can look after himself. Move it!

Panthro:
[extending his hand] If we're going to do it...

Cheetara, Lion-O, Pumyra, Bengali:
[putting theirs on his] Let's do it!

Mumm-Ra:
Lunatacs, destroy him!

Chilla:
Forget it, Mumm-Ra. We're not risking our necks to save your miserable hide.

Tygra:
[enters the Council Chamber to find it full] Well, well, the gang's all here. What's going on, guys?

Wilykit:
Hey, we didn't miss anything, did we?

Pumyra:
Oh, nothing much. Just a civil war between the Thundercats.

Wilykat:
[dismayed after the others reveal that after the internal fight Cats' Lair was nearly and the Tower of Omens was captured] And all this happened while we away having lessons!

Cheetara:
Well, we learned a lesson too, Wilykat.

[last lines]

Snarf:
Well, all I can say is, it's a good thing we stopped fighting when we did, because I was just about to pulverize Snarfer.

Snarfer:
Oh, yeah? Let's settle it right now! C'mere! C'mere! Put 'em up! Put 'em up!

[continues thrusting fists toward him after the chase halts, causing the others to laugh]

Wilykit:
What's your problem, Egbert?

Wilykat:
A little too much spring and not enough heel, perhaps? [both laugh]

Panthro:
So, even on Thundera people leave their litter all over the place. A very nasty habit.

Cheetara:
[calls good-naturedly as the unsteady branch Tygra crawls on groans] You've been eating too much of Snarf's candy-fruit pie!

Snarf Egbert:
If I ever get out of this, I have to start working out.

Snarf Egbert:
We Snarfs know our duty. We're brought up to work with Thundercats, to help whenever we can.

Lion-O:
That may be, Egbert, but you showed courage above and beyond the call of duty. Thank you.

Crownan:
[after the approaching craft crash-landed on and extinguished their campfire] Who did that?

Luna:
Too bad it didn't squash you, featherface.

Crownan:
Featherface, am I? Well let me ask you who's behind bars, Luna, you or me?

Polly:
We're going to strip your gibbets from ear to rear and quarter your quarters from here to there.

Snarf:
[of Snarfer] He's making one of his pizza-runs to Third Earth.

Crownan:
We have to do something, Crownan.

Snarf:
Well, I don't know about you, but I'm going to whimper.

Chilla:
[collapsing out of ice-inducing breath with the boomerang-gun still going] Help me, Alluro.

Alluro:
Not me, Chilla. I bend minds, not machines.

Redeye:
[eats the boomerang-gun] Not bad.

Crownan:
[Lion-O drops onto the Electracharger] Thundercats from Heaven.

Polly:
[flying off Cracker's shoulder] Abandon ship. Abandon ship.

Captain Cracker:
[grabbing his tail-feathers] Oh, no, ye don't, matey. The parrot always goes down with the ship.

Alluro:
[flies to the crash-landing after shooting them down] That's good night and thank you, Thundercats.

Tygra:
[reaches down to support him after he sinks back attempting to stand] Lynx-O.

Lynx-O:
Don't-don't-don't worry about me; I'm a tough old cat. I'll - I'll survive.

Tygra:
He's still alive.

[Lynx-O raises his head up toward where he is carrying Lion-O down and inhales sharply, startled, and Snarf now conscious on his other shoulder begins to whimper]

Tygra:
Will he survive?

Snarf:
Of course he'll survive. He's Lord of the Thundercats.

Lynx-O:
I'm afraid that's no guarantee, Snarf.

Snarf:
I'll be as quiet as Mumm-Ra's tomb.

Lion-O:
[of the Keystone's hypnosis] This could be a threat as dangerous as any the Thundercats have ever faced.

Lion-O:
I'm really worried about him, Snarf.

Snarf:
Well, at least everything else on Third Earth is calm. [the alarms start blaring, he groans and clutches his head] Me and my big mouth!

Alluro:
[laughs attacking their village] Like shooting Berbils in a barrel.

Alluro:
If you're good, I may even give you to Chilla. What a wonderful pet you'd make.

[last lines]

Panthro:
We've brought you some gifts. For Snarf...

Snarf:
My favorite - Snarfnip!

Panthro:
[handing something to Lion-O] A rare thundrilium stone from the Caves of Condus. For Lynx-O, a pet sandy-tailed poochie. [it jumps on his shoulders causing everyone to laugh] And for Tygra, a crystal scepter from the Ruins of Karrl.

Tygra:
Thanks, Panthro. But do you have anything in, uh, wood? [laughs with Lion-O, Lynx-O, and Snarf]

Tygra:
[of the abrupt thunder and lightning] Uh, weather disturbance, due to the eclipse, I presume...

Jackalman:
Welcome to the party, Thundercats - your *farewell* party!

Panthro:
We have to make a run for cover or the Thundertank will be Thunder-junk.

Monkian:
They're done for without that rotten Thundertank.

Jackalman:
[Pantrho guns ahead, forcing the two to dive aside with two pieces of debris falling after them and one striking his head] Ha! The Thundertank looks as mean as ever to me.

Panthro:
Routine maintenance is the basis of an efficient operation.

Lion-O:
[the Eye of Thundera growls] There's trouble at the Lair. Now tell me something I *don't* know.

Tugmug:
[battering the wall with a pillar] Mumm-Ra's spell was a doozy. This place is falling APAAAAA - [the floor caves beneath him and Redeye]

Tygra:
If anything, the computers are functioning better than they did before.

Lion-O:
[laughs] Maybe Mumm-Ra's magic did us more good than harm. Let's remember to thank him next time we see him.

[last lines]

Lion-O:
Snarf, are you all right? Is anything broken?

Snarf:
Only my pride, along with a few cups.

Lion-O:
For a second, we thought Mumm-Ra was up to his old tricks.

Snarf:
Unfortunately, I can't blame this on Mumm-Ra. Unless he's discovered a clumsiness curse. [the Thundercats laugh]

Slythe:
[to Mumm-Ra] What are you babbling about, my revolting comrade in evil?

Mumm-Ra:
[laughs as the Thunderkittens he plans to possess approach] The Twins of Mischief.

Cheetara:
Will I see you again, Wizz-Ra?

Wizz-Ra:
Only in your dreams, beautiful Cheetara. Only in your dreams.

Slythe:
Don't play tricks.

Vultureman:
It's more than a trick, Slythe.

Slythe:
That voice-imitator is the best idea I've ever had!

Vultureman:
*Your* idea? *I* invented it.

Lion-O:
[the Thundertank crashes in through the wall] What's happening?

Panthro:
It's on remote-control or something. And it's gone beserk! [it brakes and opens to reveal the Thunderkittens are driving]

[last lines]

Tygra:
What's happened to the food? I'm starved.

Wilykit:
It may take a while. We're having... fish.

[everyone groans in dismay]

Wilykat:
[comes in wearing his shark-costume in front of Snarf] Well, how do you want me - broiled or fried?

[everyone laughs and tosses the silverware at him, causing him to run and Snarf's food-plates to scatter]

Mumm-Ra:
Sleeping Thundercats, I will control your dreams. Soon your worst nightmares will come true!

Slythe:
Let's give those Thundercats a wake-up call they'll never forget, yes?

Cheetara:
Do you think we should disturb him? He looks so comfortable.

Lion-O:
I think he'd appreciate knowing we were all safe, so he can stop worrying.

Panthro:
He doesn't look very worried to me.

Wilykit:
Here. Since you missed all the fun, Snarf, why don't you have them? A momento.

Snarf:
I... well - they're beautiful. Hey, does that mean I'm your master now?

Lion-O:
I don't know, Snarf. But if you were our master, what would you command us to do?

Snarf:
[stands up to his full height and gives a deep cry then voice like Mumm-Ra] Get a good night's rest, Thundercats! [they laugh]

Merlin:
Fool! Did you think that the greatest sword of all time would serve your evil purposes? You brief moment of glory is over! Get back to your dar sarcoughagus!

Merlin:
I am the wizard, Merlin. Excalibur is yours now. *You* must decide its fate.

Lion-O:
Where did Mumm-ra get it?

Merlin:
From the Lady of the Lake who has guarded Excalibur for thousands of years.

Lion-O:
Then Merlin, you must return it.

[raising the Sword of Omens]

Lion-O:
HO!

[plants the sword into the ground]

Lion-O:
We have a sword that fights for truth, justice, honor and loyalty. The code of Thundera!

Merlin:
So be it!

Luna:
I bet sure you can tell me where the Thnderstrike is.

Wilykat:
Well... I might.

Wilykit:
[being grabbed by Redeye] Wilykat! You wouldn't!

Wilykat:
Why not? There's no sense in getting hurt over this. Lean down, and I'll whisper it.

Luna:
Ah... And?

Wilykat:
[points upward] There!

Lion-O:
You Lunatacs refuse to live in peace and abide by the laws for the good of all. Therefore, we must punish you. What is their sentence?

Lynx-O:
There is only one humane sentence for them, and for us. Exile.

Wilykit:
Where have you sent them, Lion-O?

Lion-O:
Far, far away.

Snarfer:
[finishing a message while having pizza] Over and eat!

Lion-O:
I shall leave the Sword of Omens here.

Wilykit:
[horrified] NO!

Wilykat:
WHY?

Wilykat:
If the tanker were to explode, the Sword of Omens would be lost, the Eye of Thundera destroyed, and that would mean the end of the Thundercats.

[puts his hand atop Lion-O's on the Sword-hilt]

Wilykat:
Go with justice...

Wilykat:
[puts his down] Truth...

Wilykit:
[puts hers down] Honor...

Lion-O:
And loyalty.

Lion-O, Wilykit, Wilykat, Panthro:
[raise them] HO!

Lion-O:
[thinking] I feel naked without my Sword. But I brought along a few common remedies that might cure those Lunatacs of their nasty habits.

Chilla:
If I didn't know better, I'd swear that was Lion-O of the Thundercats. But where's the famous Sword?

Chilla:
[he throws something on her] Stop... You're melting me! Stop! What is that? A secret formula?

Lion-O:
No, Chilla, an ancient one: rock salt.

Chilla:
AHHH, no! No, not that! Anything bur rock salt!

Alluro:
[heard in the lie-translator] Just as soon as Lion-O's guard is down, I'll bash him with the Psyche Club.

Alluro:
That's my voice!

Lion-O:
And that's what you were *really* thinking.

Alluro:
And *this* is what I'd really like to do.

[raises the Psyche Club]

Luna:
Well, well, if it's not the Lord of the Thundercats. But where's his famous Sword? I'd say you had a bad case of overconfidence?

Luna:
I suppose you've got something in that bag that Amok can't stand?

Lion-O:
*This* is something they can't get *enough* of. In fact, they go crazy over it. Candy.

[flings out his handful; Amok's eyes widen and he goes charging]

Luna:
Come back here, you big lump of nothing!

Captain Cracker:
You know me, Your Excellency. I'm a harmless old sea-dog.

Lion-O:
You got the dog part right.

Snarfer:
[of the advancing palm tree] What do you suppose it's gonna do?

Lion-O:
Well, it's not going to present you with a coconut, matey.

Panthro:
[seeing it fly past the window they are by] That was the Sword of Omens.

Wilykit:
It can't be!

Wilykat:
Lion-O didn't take the Sword with him. How could he call us?

Panthro:
Obviously that doesn't make any difference to the Sword. It's going to *him*. And we're going after the Sword.

Lion-O:
There is no way I can lay the Sword of Omens aside. It is a part of me.

Monkian:
The- the Thundercats, they're loose!

Cheetara:
Tygra, look who's joined us.

Tygra:
Well, well. Grown some, hasn't he?

Monkian:
The - the Thundercats! They're, they're - loose!

Panthro:
We're gonna loosen your *bones* for you, too.

Jaga:
Thundera is gone. But the Code of Thundera will live on, as long as you, as Lord of the Thundercats, carry it in your heart. It will be your sacred duty to rule according to that code in our new home, wherever it may be. Justice, truth, honor, loyalty.

Lion-O:
I will, Jaga, I swear it... I mean, I'll try.

Tygra:
[becoming invisible] Now you don't see me... [leaps down from the ceiling-bars to jump on and attack the Simians] Now you do!

Panthro:
If you guys were as mean as you are ugly, then maybe you'd be trouble!

Snarf:
You'd better get right out of here or you'll have Snarf the Fierce to deal with.

Slythe:
Now, boy, give me the Sword.

Lion-O:
You shall not have it while I live.

Jaga:
I wish I were as sure of their chances as I pretended to be. Still, there *is* a chance.

Lion-O:
[he appears to him in spiritual form] Jaga? Is it really you? You're still with me?

Jaga:
I will always be with you, Lion-O.

Jackalman:
And who is that?

Slythe:
What does it matter? The question will soon be "Who *was* that?"

Panthro:
The Mutants will not rest until they have the Eye of Thundera in their clutches.

Lion-O:
That will never happen. I'll see to it.

Panthro:
He did pretty good for his first time out.

Tygra:
He did indeed. And a fine figure of a Thundercat you've grown up to be, Lion-O.

Cheetara:
And so handsome, too.

Jackalman:
[approaching the Sword of Omens and Claw-Shield while Lion-O tries to rescue lSnarf from drowning] While the cat's away...

Snarf:
Jackalman thought he could catch old Snarf. But I was too smart for him. [sneezes]

Lion-O:
You could've drowned.

Snarf:
Maybe I should carry the Sword. Then no one would dare to bother me. [sneezes]

Lion-O:
Come on. We better get you back to the Lair before you catch pneumonia.

Panthro:
[chuckling] When we get there, I'll make you a Sword of your own. Then you can fight the Mutants whenever you want.

Lion-O:
[stops and takes the Sword of Omens out] Tell me, Panthro, can you actually duplicate this?

Panthro:
Sure. Why not? Everything except for the Eye of Thundera. Why?

Panthro:
HIIIIII-YA! [lunges forward with the sword he is practicing with]

Tygra:
Hey, Panthro, be careful with that thing.

Panthro:
HIIIIII-YA! [lunges toward his face with it and laughs with Snarf]

Tygra:
Have you all gone crazy?

Snarf:
Is that what I think it is?

Panthro:
[kneeling] Your sword, Sir Snarf.

Jackalman:
Let's find Slythe and get going.

Monkian:
Slythe? Why, that reptile. Once I've... *we've* got the Sword of Omens, we'll put him back in the kitchen where he belongs!

Snarf:
[shutting down and leaving the control-room after the Mutants approach on-screen] Right on, on schedule. Time for me to get lost.

Monkian:
Soon, the power of the Eye of Thundera will be mine... ours.

Jackalman:
Now it's my turn to carry the Sword, Monkian. You take Snarf.

Monkian:
Not on your life. I know you. You'll run off with it.

Jackalman:
But we're supposed to be friends. Allies.

Monkian:
I have the Sword, and I have the power to keep it.

Slythe:
[off-screen] Not yet you don't, Simian!

Slythe:
If you please.

Monkian:
No, Slythe. We found it - we're keeping it.

Jackalman:
Quite right. Why should we always listen to...

Slythe:
Shut up, Jackalman! [he whimpers]

Slythe:
[sees the bundle moving on his back] What have you got there?

Jackalman:
It's Snarf.

Slythe:
Yes. Give.

Jackalman:
But...

Snarf:
Let me out of here!

Slythe:
[taking him] I'll let you out, all right. Once we're at Castle Plun-Darr. You can be my... slave.

Lion-O:
I swear by the Eye of Thundara, I'll tear Plun-Darr apart with my bare hands if they've harmed one hair on Snarf's head.

Mumm-Ra:
You seem pleased with yourself.

Slythe:
You should be more respectful, Mumm-Ra.

Mumm-Ra:
Me? Respectul of you? You? [laughs]

Slythe:
Hold it right there, Mumm-Ra. The Sword is mine!

Mumm-Ra:
Yours? You dare to claim it as yours?

Slythe:
I'll let you share it, if you share the secret of the pyramid's power with me.

Mumm-Ra:
Mumm-Ra shares with no one!

Lion-O:
[finding Snarf] You're safe!

Mumm-Ra:
But you are doomed!

Panthro:
Next he'll be wanting his own Thundertank.

Snarf:
[enters sneezing] I heard that, and - it's not such a bad idea. Snarf, in his Thundertank, fighting the Mutants. [strides around making a steering-gesture]

Tygra:
If you don't get back in bed, Snarf, you'll be fighting *me*.

Snarf:
Sometimes I wish my nose would just fall off so I wouldn't have to blow it all the time.

Lion-O:
Better be careful what you wish for, Snarf. Mumm-Ra wished for the Sword of Omens, and look what happened to him. [Snarf pinches his nose shut]

[last lines]

Tygra:
He'll be all right in a couple of days.

Lion-O:
And that should give you plenty of time to make his Thundertank.

Panthro:
What?

[everyone laughs]

Ratar-O:
If you'd called me before, the Thundercats would be finished by now, Vultureman.

Vultureman:
You know Slythe, Ratar-O; he never listens to me.

Ratar-O:
[laughs] Slythe. When he was in my command he was in charge of the field-kitchens!

Cheetara:
All the signals are scrambled, and you know what that usually means.

Panthro:
Trouble with a capital T for Thundercats.

Slythe:
This better work, Vultureman, or I'll have your feathers.

Snarf:
Who are you? How did you get here? You're a Snarf. How can that be?

Snarfer:
[panting] One, one question... at a time, Uncle Osbert.

Snarf:
Snarf!

[runs over and whispers]

Snarf:
Sh! Don't say that. I hate that name. No one calls me Osbert. "Uncle Osbert"?

Snarfer:
I'm Snarfer.

Snarf:
Snarfer? My nephew Snarfer? That's impossible.

Snarfer:
It's true.

Snarf:
But you're just a baby... Oh... I must be getting old. That was years ago. Snarfer!

[they cheer and dance around for a moment]

Snarf:
But never call me Osbert, OK? I'm Snarf. Just Snarf.

Snarfer:
Just about anything grows there, Uncle Osbert. Oops.

Panthro:
Uncle *Osbert*?

Snarf:
Uh, it's kind of a, Snarf delicacy, Panthro. I, uh, wouldn't expect you to have heard of it.

Snarf:
Hey, is Snarf Oswald up there?

Snarfer:
Of course.

Snarf:
That furball still owes me fifty Thunder-dollars from our last tailball game.

Snarf:
[moaning] This is the worst day of my life.

Panthro:
You shouldn't feel so bad, Snarf. Some good *has* to come from all this.

Snarf:
Good? Those blasted Mutants have my nephew and you call that good?

Tygra:
At least you know your friends and relatives survived when Thundera exploded. And that there's a planet of Snarfs. If none of this had happened, we wouldn't have that information.

Ratar-O:
[to SLythe] A sitting target, and you bungled it! Call yourself a gunner! You'd do better back as a cook.

Snarfer:
Uncle Osbert!

Lion-O, Cheetara, Wilykit, Panthro, Tygra, Wilykat:
"Osbert"?

[first lines]

Ratar-O:
Rats!

Snarf:
Tell me more about the planet of Snarfs - our home.

Snarfer:
"Our" home? No, Uncle Snarf. You got a home right here in Cats' Lair. And, as for the planet of Snarfs... let's face it. [crying] I'm never gonna see it again.

Snarf:
We'll get you home, Snarfer. Maybe I'll come with you.

Snarfer:
Oh, oh! You will, Uncle Snarf? You mean, you'd leave the Thundercats?

Snarf:
Lion-O's grown up now. He doesn't need a nursemaid like me. Sometimes, I feel as if... I'm just in the way.

Snarfer:
Oh, you'll love it on our planet, Uncle Snarf!

Snarf:
Besides, I wanna collect that fifty Thunder-dollars Snarf Oswald still owes me.

Snarf:
There must be something you can do to get this thing going, Panthro.

Panthro:
I'm working on it, Osbert.

[laughing]

Panthro:
I'm working on it.

Lion-O:
Why are you so keen, Snarf? I thought you said nothing could get you into the Feliner.

Snarf:
I know, Lion-O, I know. But... I'd really like to see the planet of Snarfs.

Panthro:
[laughs] You just want to collect your fifty Thunder-dollars, *Uncle Osbert*.

Snarf:
I've got it!

Panthro:
What?

Snarf:
Ohhh, no. First ya have to promise never to call me Osbert again.

Panthro:
[seriously] OK... Snarf. But it better be good.

Panthro:
Snarf. You may turn out to be a genius!

[picks him up and spins him around, laughing]

Snarf:
Hey, Panthro! Put me down.

Snarfer:
Hey, Uncle Snarf, this doesn't seem like such a great idea anymore.

Snarf:
If we want to get home to the planet of Snarfs...

Snarfer:
"We"?

Cheetara:
You're not... worried, are you, Panthro?

Panthro:
[chuckles] Worried? Me? About a Mutank? No problem.

Slythe:
[of the Thundercats] What do they want?

Monkian:
[laughs] I know what they'll *get*.

Lion-O:
Think we can bargain with them?

Panthro:
Since when do the Mutants listen to reason?

Lion-O:
What's the matter, Snarf?

Snarf:
I might as well tell you all.

Cheetara:
Tell us what, Snarf?

Snarf:
I'm... I'm not coming back.

Wilykat:
You're not coming back?

Snarf:
I'm going to stay with Snarfer on the planet of Snarfs.

Panthro:
You mean you're going to visit - to see your friends.

Snarf:
No, Panthro. I'm going to stay there, forever.

Lion-O:
You're going to... leave us?

Snarf:
[crying] Yes.

Lion-O:
[reaching toward him] Snarf, you can't mean it.

Snarf:
[backing away toward the Feliner] I do, Lion-O. I'm an old Snarf now. You - you don't need me anymore. Best to be with my family.

Lion-O:
But we *do* need you, Snarf.

Snarf:
I've made up my mind.

[last lines]

Snarf:
Good-bye, Lion-O.

Lion-O:
Bye, Snarf. I'll miss you.

[he and Tygra raise their hands in farewell and turn away as the Feliner takes off, he wipes his eyes, then turns as he hears the ship relanding]

Snarf:
[running to him and leaping into his arms] Lion-O! You're absolutely right! What in Thundera would you ever do without me?

Snarfer:
[on his face] Watch out!

Panthro:
Watch what? I can't see a thing with you...

Snarfer:
Forget it, chains.

Wilykat:
I don't understand. How can your sword be used against Lion-O?

Hachiman:
Since the warrior who bears it is only a machine and is neither good nor evil, then the Thunder-Cutter itself cannot distinguish between right and wrong. It can only fight.

Luna:
This will be a fight to the finish, Thundercat!

Lion-O:
You want a finish? I'll give you a finish!

Luna:
Remember this, you fools, and remember it well: I will command and you will obey.

Luna:
Do you really think you can fight all of us? Wouldn't you rather surrender?

Lion-O:
We're not going to fight, but we won't surrender either.

Luna:
Then what are you going to do?

Hachiman:
This. HII-YAA! [sinks the Thunder-Cutter into the ice wall to cause a cave-in]

Luna:
Quickly, you fools. Back to the cave. We can still beat those Thundercats.

Alluro:
Luna, you've got to be kidding. [dunks her head in the snow]

Lion-O:
Give it up, Snarfer. No machine can ever replace you.

Snarfer:
Well, that's some consolation, I guess...

[groans at his damaged robot's imitation "Consolation I guess I guess I guess", causing Lion-O and Lynx-O to laugh]

Snarf:
[Snarf as Ma-Mutt imitating Mumm-Ra] Ancient spirits of Evil, please transform this decayed form to SNARF-RA, THE EVER LIVING! [Snarf becomes Snarf-Ra and flies out of the pyramid to rescue the Thundercats]

Snarf:
[singing] I'm off to get a candy-fruit, all juicy-fresh and sweet./It's such a fine and dandy fruit, the one I like to eat.

Mumm-Ra:
The cats are away, so we shall play!

Snarf:
[bagging fruit] One for Lion-O, and one for me. [eats one]

Snarf:
[charging what scared him] I'll get you for that!

Mumm-Ra:
I should have destroyed you when you were at my mercy. But it's not too late!

Snarf:
[catches their whip-rope after it breaks from the rock as they were climbing the ravine-side] Hey, what are you guys hanging around here for?

Snarfer:
Ride 'em cowboy! [laughs]

Snarf:
[Snarfer leaps off his ride and ends up sliding down the Head of Cat's Lair through one of the Eyes into the control-room where he catches him] Snarfer. What in Thundera are you doing here?

Snarfer:
Oh, uh, gee, Uncle Snarf. I just thought I'd... drop in. [he then Lion-O laughs]

Mumm-Ra:
[laughs uncontrollaly after getting doused with laughter-inducing swamp water] This is so undignified! [falls over a waterfall] Mummy overboard! Man the life rafts! Women and children first! My cloak! The colors will run! The bandages will shrink! [laughs] This is... not... *funny*! [laughs]

Snarf:
As soon as we get to the canal, I'm diving straight in.

Panthro:
[smiling sympathetically] I doubt there'll be enough water left for that.

Panthro:
What's so funny?

Snarf:
[laughing uncontrollably] Not much... Except... I almost drowned.

Panthro:
[laughing] This water's dangerous, Snarf. We could die of laughter.

Bengali:
Bengali to Panthro. Do you read?

Panthro:
[laughing] Yes, I read. Novels, mostly.

: You must learn to use your resources, your knowledge, and your technology.

Snarf:
[laughing like him] D... d... does the canon work, Panthro?

Panthro:
[after shooting it around to test it and ending up blasting him with the contents] It's filled with this blasted swamp-water. It's completely useless.

Snarf:
We can't fight Mumm-Ra with that.

Panthro:
No. But we can do his laundry.

Mumm-Ra:
[smirks after knocking Lion-O and Bengali into the flood-zone] Aw. You look like a couple of drowned cats.

Panthro:
[both laughing] It's a tidal wave.

Snarf:
Surfs up!

Snarf:
Ah. Water. I'll never take it for granted again.

Lion-O:
Why would the Mutants fight each other?

Panthro:
Beats me. Who knows how Mutants think?

Slythe:
Don't you have any loyalty? We're meant to be allies, a team.

Jackalman:
My loyalty is to me, Slythe! Me!

Vultureman:
[Slythe and Monkian take off in the sky-cutters] Hey! Wait for me!

Jackalman:
[laughing and shoving him] Looks like you've got a long walk ahead of you. Get going, buzzard-brain.

Snarf:
General Jackalman? That's the stupidest thing I ever heard.

Bollkin:
Easy for *you* to say that, Snarf. You've got the Thundercats to protect *you*.

Lion-O:
And we'll protect you too, Bollkin.

Cheetara:
There's something strange going on out there.

Panthro:
Yeah, we know. Jackalman's army.

Snarf:
And you don't get much stranger than that.

Lion-O:
Cheetara, can you catch Molemaster before he reaches the forest?

Cheetara:
Gentlemen, place your bets.

Cheetara:
I wonder what will happen to Jackalman now.

Tygra:
One thing's for sure: he's run out of friends this time.

Cheetara:
[placing her hand on top of Lion-O's] Justice.

Tygra:
[placing his down] Truth.

Panthro:
[placing his down] Honor.

Lion-O:
And especially, loyalty.

Cheetara, Tygra, Panthro, Lion-O:
Thundercats, ho!

Wilykit:
[laughing with Kat as they watch the camera showing them Jackalman whimpering being confronted by the other Mutants] Boy, you don't see a show like *this* every day!

[last lines]

Snarf:
[of Vultureman and Monkian's pulling Jackalman's legs and causing him to flee while Slythe looks on] Now that's what I call a real good ending. [everyone laughs]

Mumm-Ra:
The Lord of the Thundercats trapped in a book! What better way for him to catch up on his reading?

Snarf:
Lion-O, come out of that book this instant!

Mumm-Ra:
I'm getting too old for this!

Panthro:
[using it to keep the throttle still] We finally found one thing this blasted key is good for!

Mumm-Ra:
Let me out of here!

Mumm-Ra:
Save me! Help me! Get me out of here!

Lion-O:
Hold on, Mumm-Ra.

Lion-O:
I had to do it, Wilykit. Besides, I couldn't leave Mumm-Ra loose inside the Book of Omens.

Snarf:
Ohhhh... I mean, we'd better find Lion-O and the other Thundercats. They'll know what to do.

Leah:
But Snarf, *you're* a Thundercat.

Snarf:
After you.

Leah:
No - after you. [both grin and spray the mirror with fire-extinguisher foam to block it]

Snarf:
The important thing to remember is that whenever something bad happens, talk it over with someone who cares. It just doesn't pay to keep it a secret.

Panthro:
Has any Lord of the Thundercats ever faced a power as evil as Mumm-ra without the Eye of Thundera to protect them?

Tygra:
Not that I know of.

Mumm-Ra:
It will indeed be his final trial! By the end of the day, Lion-O will be... no more!

Mumm-Ra:
He has defeated all my devil forms, and soon he will penetrate my home. My fortress. The Black Pyramid itself. That is the moment he will face [evil chuckle] my full *fury*!

Mumm-Ra:
You've come a long way to meet your doom, Lion-O!

Lion-O:
It's not over yet!

Lion-O:
I'm sorry I did not ask for your advice, Jaga. But if I'm to be the true Lord of the Thundercats I have to make my *own* decisions.

Jaga:
You are right. And by making your own decisions, and by making them work, you've passed the final trial.

Lion-O:
Jaga, wait! Does that mean I'll never see you again?

Jaga:
No, Lion-O. I will always be here when you need me.

[first lines]

Snarf:
Lion-O!

Tygra:
[running in with the others] Is Lion-O here?

Cheetara:
He's not allowed to use the Sword during the anointment-trials.

Snarf:
He knows that, Cheetara. But for some reason the Sword's got itself all worked up on its own.

Panthro:
We can't blame it for getting agitated.

Slythe:
What about your own invincible powers, Your Ever-Living Lordship?

Monkian:
Surely you can crush him yourself, with one flick of your mighty hand?

Tygra:
Every Lord of the Thundercats had to survive the trials.

Wilykit:
We know, but that was on *Thundera*.

Tygra:
The Code of Thundera: Justice, truth, honor, loyalty is needed here on Third Earth as much as it was on Thundera.

Tygra:
As Lord Protectors of the young Lion-O, it was *our* duty to prepare him for this day. If Lion-O fails the trials, *we* have failed!

Wilykat:
[sarcastically] Well, that sure cheers me up.

Lion-O:
I've been taking my title for granted. And yes, I've been a bit cocky about it at times. But the ancient wisdom of the Thundercats cannot be denied. It's only *right* that I *prove* myself fit to command.

Lion-O:
Well, then, if it means fighting a friend, I don't have what it takes.

Panthro:
*That* is what we're here to find out.

[attacks Lion-O]

Lion-O:
Am *I* allowed to help *you*?

Panthro:
Nothing in the Code against it.

Panthro:
You've done it, Lion-O. You're stronger than I am.

Lion-O:
I'd hate to put that to the test when you've recovered, Panthro.

Tygra:
The Code of Thundera, justice, truth, honor, loyalty, is needed here on Third Earth as much as it was on Thundera.

Panthro:
Third Earth needs it even more.

Tygra:
If all goes well, by the end of this week, we'll be annointing the new Lord of the Thundercats.

Wilykit:
Now you're talkin'. To Lion-O.

Wilykit:
Lion-O.

Tygra, Wilykit, Panthro, Wilykat:
Lion-O. Thundercats, ho!

Lion-O:
Why didn't anyone tell me?

Snarf:
'Cause of Lord of the Thundercats, you'll be expected to deal with anything you'll ever come up against. Especially the unexpected.

Lion-O:
And that means I'll have to be as strong as Pantrho... as fast as Cheetara... as cunning as Wilykat and Kit... *and* have the powerful intellignece of Tygra?

Snarf:
It's, uh, not that easy, Lion-O.

Lion-O:
Easy? You call *that* easy?

Lion-O:
[chuckling wryly] An acid lake, the Great Void - and the trials are just beginning?

Panthro:
[wrestling] You're - very - strong, Lion-O.

Lion-O:
Because - of you, Panthro.

Panthro:
It's forbidden to help you in any way during the trials. Blast the trials! Hang on, Lion-O.

Snarf:
Why am I worried? Wasn't he raised by the mighty Snarf?

Wilykat:
Why hasn't he ever used these illusions before?

Panthro:
Using his mind power's a terrible strain on Tygra. He's been saving all his energy for today's anointment trial.

Tygra:
The Lord of the Thundercats must be able to tell what *is* from what is *not*. Have you prepared yourself?

Lion-O:
That's what we're here to find out.

Tygra:
I *am* allowed to tell you this. Before this day is over, Lion-O, you will face your greatest fear.

Lion-O:
But I fear nothing... that I know of.

Tygra:
We shall see. Let the trial begin!

Lion-O:
Can't tell if this storm is real or another one of Tygra's illusions. Either way it's cold! No! Can't let myself feel it. Concentrate! It's not cold. It's *not* cold!... It's *freezing*, is what it is!

Tygra:
I'm forgetting it's forbidden to help Lion-O during the trials!

Lion-O:
Now that I've survived the trials of all the Thundercats. I wonder why they were so important.

Tygra:
It is our tradition.

Lion-O:
Tradition?

Tygra:
Yes, Lion-O. It gives our lives form. It tells us who we are and what we must do.

Snarf:
He survived all the Thundercats' trials.

Cheetara:
Only one more to go.

Snarf:
Which one is that?

Panthro:
He must challenge and defeat his *deadliest* enemy.

Wilykat:
But that would be - MUMM-RA!

Mumm-Ra:
So Lion-O must seek out and destroy Mumm-ra. Thus do the annointment trials end with the *end* of Lion-O!

[laughs]

Tygra:
So much for the warm-up. Now for the game!

Lion-O:
[of Snowmeow] I'm sure glad he's a friend.

Lion-O:
It's my nightmare. It's waken me in terror ever since. I hid my fear then, as I hide it now, because...

[he remembers what Tygra said earlier]

Tygra:
Before this day is over, you will face your greatest fear.

Lion-O:
My greatest fear is that - that I'll be afraid again. But I fear it no more. Do you hear me, Tygra? My nightmare is over!

Jaga:
It is an important learning experience, Lion-o. Without the Sword you have to use ingenuity in addition to courage and strength.

Lion-O:
But I'm not better than the other Thundercats.

Jaga:
You don't have to be better, Lion-O. But you do have to prove your leadership qualities.

Cheetara:
And you concede defeat?

Lion-O:
No! I haven't lost until you've won, Cheetara.

Cheetara:
In that case, it's almost sundown, Lion-O.

Lion-O:
Yes. Let's do it!

Lion-O:
I may lose, but it *won't* be because I gave up!

Lion-O:
Do we have to continue with this?

Tygra:
Every Thundercat Lord must pass the anointment trials, Lion-O.

Panthro:
It's not just a ritual, Lion-O. You have to prove you're worthy of that title.

[first lines]

Slythe:
Are you sure this information is correct? It seems improbable.

Monkian:
The Thundercats are fighting among themselves. I tell you it's true. The information comes from my best source.

Slythe:
I'll only believe it if I see it with my own eyes.

Monkian:
There's another thing. According to my source, Lion-O travels alone, without the wretched Snarf. And without the Sword of Omens.

Jackalman:
Impossible.

Slythe:
Who is this source of yours?

Monkian:
Um, I, uh, I met her in a tree.

Jackalman:
[laughs] She sounds a little out of her tree to me.

Lion-O:
And, if I fail?

Jaga:
You *will* fail, if you give up before you even begin.

Cheetara:
[thinking] There's got to be a little extra reserve somewhere, but... there - isn't.

Monkian:
My source tells me that Lion-O fights the kittens tomorrow. Maybe...

Slythe:
Your source, said he'd fight Cheetara today, and all we've done is spend hours chasing her.

Jackalman:
And fighting that blasted Thundertank.

Slythe:
Are you sure your source is on our side!

Mumm-Ra:
I shall have to get into this game myself!

Lion-O:
Competing with you is the hardest thing I've ever done in my life. I hate it.

Snarf:
Don't let yourself feel that way, Lion-O.

Tygra:
[of the Thunderkittens] They'll use every cute and wily trick in the book to stop you.

Snarf:
And some that *aren't* in the book.

[last lines]

Lion-O:
[extending his hand to have them place theirs on his] I'll do my best. But even if I win, I'll never forget that you are my friends. Everything I am, I owe to you.

Lion-O, Cheetara, Tygra, Panthro, Snarf:
Thundercats, ho!

Jackalman:
[speaking of Wilykat and Wilykit facing Lion-O. Jackalman scoffs] They don't stand a chance against that wretched Sword of Omens.

[laughs]

Monkian:
That's the whole point! He's not allowed to use *any* weapons. And he can't ask for help. If he does, he fails the trials!

Wilykat:
How could we be lost? We explored every inch of these caves.

Wilykit:
Well, it sure looks like we missed a few inches!

Wilykit, Wilykat:
You tricked us!

Lion-O:
Yep. It's been a trick for a trick all day. But it's the last trick that *wins* the day!

Wilykat:
Did you get to the tree?

Lion-O:
Well, almost. Then I heard your calls, and then...

Wilykat:
Then you haven't beat us yet!

Snarf:
Does that mean?

Panthro:
That Lion-O failed the Wilykats' trial? Probably. I wasn't crazy about Lion-O's chances against Tygra even if he *had* beaten the Wilykats.

Snarf:
Hey, come on, guys! We don't know that he lost.

Lion-O:
Anytime you're ready, then.

Wilykat:
We're always ready!

Wilykit:
I'll catch you, Wilykat! Hang on!

Wilykat:
[on his deflating air-monster] I can't help hanging on! I'm trying to let go!

Wilykat:
You stopped to make friends?

Wilykit:
And risk failing the anointment trial?

Lion-O:
[touching their shoulders] I didn't plan it that way. But it turns out you can't have too many friends, as you two found out.

[last lines]

Snarf:
[grinning] Look out... Tygra. [laughs]

Lion-O:
[while trying to rescue Wilykit and Wilykat from the molten crevasse] I'll try to get lower.

Wilykat:
Got it.

Lion-O:
Slippery! I can't hang on!

[Just as Lion-O loses his grip, a cave dweller grabs him]

Lion-O:
You!

Cave Dweller:
We heard the cries. We'll help your friends.

[Cavemen form a chain to reach Wilykat]

Cave Dweller:
Are my hands close to yours?

Wilykat:
Yes. Just a few inches more.

Cave Dweller:
A bit lower.

[grabs Wilykat]

Cave Dweller:
I have him. Pull us up.

Wilykat:
Wilykit is still down there, Lion-O!

Cave Dweller:
We'll get her.

Lion-O:
Your eyes! You've hurt them!

Cave Dweller:
They'll be all right. We kept them shut.

Lion-O:
No. You might damage your eyes for good. Do you still have your larriat, Wilykat?

Wilykat:
Yes

Lion-O:
Kit! When you catch the larriat, loop it under your arms.

Wilykit:
[after letting go of a deflating dinosaur, Wilykit and Wilykat both fall into a molten crevasse and hang on for dear life] I... I can't get a handhold!

Wilykat:
Me neither! The wall's too slippery!

Wilykit:
Getting kinda hot, Wilykat.

Wilykat:
Yeah!

Snarf Egbert:
[to the mysterious red sphere that nearly strikes them as it passes the path] You come back here and try that again, roadhog!

Snarf:
[after the system shocks him] There has to be a better way of communicating.

Cheetara:
Come on, Thundercats. We're getting nearer. [uses her staff to pole-vault to land] So? What are you waiting for?

Tygra:
Two can play at that game. [flings out his whip which hardens into a line marked with right angles which he leaps out onto as a bridge] HAA! Beat that!

Lion-O:
[Panthro shoots out his vest-spikes and leaps out spinning to roll on the cliffside by them] I've never seen three worse show-offs in my life. So get this. HO! [uses the extended Sword of Omens' blinding power-rays to vault from the stone to the ledge over the others] Well, what are we waiting for?

Snarf Egbert:
Oh, boy. If I thought we were gonna try out for the Snarf Olympics, I'd've stayed in bed.

Tygra:
No bones broken.

Panthro:
Pride's a bit hurt, though.

Mumm-Ra:
Ding dong dell, kitten's in the well.

Panthro:
You'll regret today, Mumm-Ra. When I'm finished with you, you'll need more than a few yards of bandage to hold you together.

Mumm-Ra:
Hope you like your new cage, Thundercats. You'd better. You're going to be there a long, long time. For all eternity, if you don't try to escape.

Mumm-Ra:
How dare they? How *did* they?

[last lines]

Lion-O:
Snarfs...

Lion-O, Cheetara, Panthro, Tygra, Snarf Egbert, Snarf Oswald:
HO!

Lion-O:
What is it?

Panthro:
Some kind of meteor. But we're so low on power I can't focus the laser-scopes.

Snarf:
[groans hungrily] Laser-scopes aren't the only things low on power around here.

Wilykat:
[running and gripping Lion-O's arms with Kit] Hey - what's happened to all the lights?

Panthro:
[amused] Not frightened of the dark, are you?

Wilykat:
[letting go] No. I, I - just wondered, that's all.

Lion-O:
Thundercats, ho!

Panthro, Cheetara, Tygra:
[touching their chests] Thundercats, forever!

Lion-O:
[bracing himself against the wind] Cold! Cold as a Reptilian's smile.

Lion-O:
[spins around to face his follower causing Snarf to jump and his yell to echo so a chunk of snow falls from the mountain and grows increasingly] Snarf! You shouldn't have followed me! Now look what you've done!

Snarf:
What *I've* done? You scared *me*!

Snarf:
Don't look down! I'll do it for both of us.

Snarf:
[excited by the sight of the Snowmen's fort after Lion-O flings him off his shoulders to the summit] We did it! We conquered Hook Mountain!

Lion-O:
That part was, uh, easy. This looks harder. Come on, conqueror.

Snowknight:
You want the meteor. But what have you to trade for, Knight of the Red Cloak? [laughs]

Lion-O:
I offer friendship, honor, and alliance with the Thundercats.

Snowknight:
Friendship, honor, and alliance must be earned, youth. Earned in deadly combat.

Snarf:
The Thundercats, Lion-O; call them!

Lion-O:
That would be admitting failure.

Snarf:
Who cares about failure? We need them!

Lion-O:
It's a matter of honor. I cannot call them.

Jaga:
[appears] Perhaps you've overreached yourself this time, son.

Snarf:
I have to fight with honor. I must earn this Snowman's friendship alone.

Lion-O:
[going to where the one who threatened him fell] I came herer to gain allies and claim the meteor. I cannot make friends with a dead man. I must go after him.

Lion-O:
How'd you get here so fast?

Panthro:
Better ask Cheetara.

Cheetara:
Woman's intuition. [winks]

Mumm-Ra:
This thing must have the worst gas-mileage on New Thundera.

Lion-O:
You can't live your entire life suspecting the worst of everyone. You have to give them the benefit of the doubt sometimes.

Mumm-Ra:
[as Lion-O eclipses the boiler's beam with the homemade shield] Your petty heroics will not save the lair, Lion-O! All I have to do is turn up the power.

Lion-O:
We better get the Feliner ready and go check it out.

Cheetara:
But, Lion-O, that's way beyond the Feliner's range.

Lion-O:
I'm sure Panthro will think of something.

Snarfer:
How long do you think we've got?

Bengali:
Your guess is probably better than mine, Snarfer. You're the one who studied these things at Snarf college.

Lion-O:
[stopping him from falling off the side of the clliff that gave way] Don't be so jittery, Snarf.

Snarf:
Easy for you to say.

Lion-O:
[laughs helping him out of the water he landed in after he rolled downhill on the boulder that broke from the cliff] There are easier ways down this mountain, Snarf.

Snarf:
Yeah. But none quicker.

Lion-O:
I don't mean to be rude, but I don't have time to waste.

Malcar:
[laughs] You have never spoken a truer word.

Jaga:
[appears where he is almost unconscious] Coruage, Lion-O.

Jaga:
Through the Thundercats, you will remain an embedded relic of past evil.

Jaga:
You have destroyed Malcar's power. Now I will destroy *you*.

Mumm-Ra:
In another life perhaps, Mumm-Ra. But on New Thundera, never.

Mandora:
Captain Cracker, I place you under close-space arrest.

Captain Cracker:
Not likely.

Mandora:
Cease and desist, Cracker, before anyone else is deactivated.

Captain Cracker:
You recognize Quickpick here? I'm told he's an old friend, a reformed man, and not popular among the other honest thieves and murderers.

Lion-O:
As I remember, you were an expert with other people's locks.

Quickpick:
Who, me?

Quickpick:
As a trustee, I had, uh, access to all the prison keys. Fortunately, I had... copies made against just such an emergency.

Quickpick:
What with their head start, you'll never catch them.

Mandora:
Wrong. The Electracharger will catch them easily.

Quickpick:
[mounting it] I was afraid of that.

Lion-O:
The Eye of Thundera! You retrieved it!

Quickpick:
Well, I certainly wasn't going to let a valuable piece of property lay around with all those, uh... crooks, loose?

Lion-O:
Will Quickpick be pardoned?

Mandora:
I might ask the Galaxy Governor to parole him under *my* custody, as an assistnat.

Lion-O:
[touching his shoulder grinning] Hear that? You're going to get to ride around on the back of the Electracharger with Mandora.

Quickpick:
[dryly] Marvelous.

[last lines]

Polly:
Boil 'im in oil. Boil 'im in oil. Boil 'im in oil.

Captain Cracker:
TRAITOR!

Snarf:
Remember what curiosity did the cat.

The Living Ooze:
Who dares to pollute my streams and kill my trees? That's MY job.

Lion-O:
What is *in* that gun?

Mandora:
An ancient formula, now a closely-guarded secret. It used to be called "soap".

Mandora:
Hop on. I'll give you a crash-course.

Snarf:
It'll be a crash course, all right.

Lion-O:
[to Burnout] Stay back! I don't want to destroy you.

Snarf:
Who's going to destroy whom?

Quickpick:
For once I'm glad to see you, Mandora. Anything you have in store for me would be an improvement over this.

Mandora:
Before it's too late, Lion-O, I have to say you'd make a great evil-chaser.

Lion-O:
Thanks, Mandora. Coming from you that says a lot.

[last lines]

Lion-O:
Now don't say it.

Snarf:
Don't worry, I won't say it.

Lion-O:
I know you; you will.

Tygra:
[coming in] Will what?

Wilykit:
Say it.

Snarf:
Not only that, but I didn't get my purse back.

Tygra:
What purse?

Snarf:
The one that had my Jaga penny. If Lion-O hadn't let...

Wilykit:
He's gonna say it!

Panthro:
[comes in] Snarf, I think this belongs to you. That friend of yours Mandora left it.

Snarf:
My purse! She found it! Your only problem is...

Lion-O, Tygra, Wilykit, Panthro, Wilykat, Cheetara:
"You're too curious!"

Snarf:
That's my boy!

[everyone laughs]

Snarf:
It doesn't really look like me, but - it's not, *too* bad. Run it again. I like the part where I dodge around the table.

Tygra:
Was that Snarf?

Snarf:
Of course it was me.

Tygra:
Strange... didn't *look* like you. [laughs with the other Thundercats]

Wilykat:
Who cares about what happened in the past?

Tygra:
We can *learn* from the past.

Snarf:
Know why ducks don't fly upside-down? 'Beause they'd quack up.

Snarf:
[to the camera still recording as he is stuck on the automatic clothesline] Buzz off.

Lion-O:
[to the camera during the fight] I hope you're getting all this. Because I'm not doing any retakes.

Lion-O:
I think I've had it with this show. Time to change the scene.

Mumm-Ra:
Rest assured, Thundercats, this was just a rehearsal.

Snarf:
Please, fellas, let me down!

Lion-O:
[thoughtfully] Well, this is the one thing the Sword can do that we haven't recorded.

[last lines]

Lion-O:
You were great, Snarf.

Tygra:
The star of the show.

Snarf:
That's the last time I do a comedy-part. Next time, I'm going to be serious. The Real Snarf.

Panthro:
You know what they say.

Snarf:
What's that?

Panthro:
There's a hidden Hamlet in every comic.

Snarf:
Exactly! [heading off] What the heck is a Hamlet?

Mongor:
[laughing] I am the power of everything you fear.

Lion-O:
Sword of Omens, do not fail me. For Thundera, for Jaga, and for the Thundercats, strike now.

Wilykat:
Don't look at him, Lion-O.

Lion-O:
No, Wilykat. I no longer fear his power. And without fear, he is nothing.

Lion-O:
Go back to your ruined temple, and leave Third Earth to live without fear.

[last lines]

Lion-O:
Coming back here must have been the bravest thing you've done.

Wilykit:
Oh, not really, Lion-O. It's just...

Wilykat:
That we were even more scared of your anger more than we were of Mongor! [everyone laughs]

Monkian:
Give me the spheres, Mumm-Ra! If they work, I'll pay anything!

Monkian:
[imprisons Tygra in of his spheres just above the lake so it floats] Cats don't *always* land on their feet.

Mumm-Ra:
You rule Third Earth. But it is a kingdom you will never see, because you can never leave my pyramid. That is the price of your power, Monkian.

Cheetara:
Why don't I drive home? Looks like you've had a busy day.

Lion-O:
I've got to admit it, that was a close one.

Snarf:
Close? If you guys hadn't shown up, it would've been our *last* one.

[last lines]

Tygra:
Some creatures are ready for power. Some, aren't.

Panthro:
Yeah. Monkian tried to make his own bargain with the Sword, but he just couldn't cut it. [everyone laughs]

[first lines]

Lion-O:
[giving a toast] Here's to Third Earth, and to peace at last.

Panthro:
Peace, huh? That's gonna take some getting used to. I'm not sure I believe things will be that easy...

Snarf:
I dunno how I'm gonna handle being an unemployed warriror.

Lynx-O:
Keeping the peace can be as difficult as winning it.

Mumm-Ra:
[laughing] You see, long before you Mutants arrived here, the Lunatacs tried to overthrow me. A fatal error of judgment.

Jackalman:
You destroyed the Lunatacs of Plun-Darr?

Mumm-Ra:
To destroy them would have been too easy a punishment. No, Mutants. I encased them in molten lava.

Jackalman:
They're too vicious even for my liking.

Mumm-Ra:
Exactly, Jackalman.

Vultureman:
Even if we find them, Mumm-Ra, how do we free them?

Mumm-Ra:
[chuckling] That, Vultureman, is up to you. You are the technician, alfter all.

Snarf:
I don't care about Mumm-Ra, Lion-O. At least we know him. But these... Lunatacs. What in the name of Thundera are they?

Lynx-O:
I have heard of some such. Fearsome raiders from the moons of Plun-Darr. But they were before my time.

Tygra:
How can we find out about them?

Lynx-O:
I could find out, if I could touch the places they have been and interpret the information thus gained on a Braille board.

Panthro:
A Braille board? What it that?

Lynx-O:
We have the technology. We could build one.

Jackalman:
Well, if that's Dark Side, I don't like the look of it. It - it's scary.

Slythe:
More scary than Mumm-Ra, coward?

Jackalman:
Oh, all right, all right... Let's go.

Pumyra:
What is Dark Side, Lion-O?

Lion-O:
Forbidden territory, according to local legends.

Snarf:
[whimpering] It's full of weird creatures and monsters and... stuff like that.

Lion-O:
It's guarded by the thundranium pits and Fire Rock Mountain. No Thundercat has ever been there.

Snarf:
But I got a nasty feeling we'll soon be breaking that rule.

Slythe:
This better work, Vultureman, or Mumm-Ra will have your beak.

Vultureman:
Trust me, Slythe.

Slythe:
I've trusted you before, featherbrain!

Vultureman:
When the molten lava fills the chanel surrounding the Lunatacs, you and the Fist-Pounder have to cut off the flow of lava before it traps us.

Slythe:
And if you foul up, Jackalman, you'll end up as a bath-mat in Mumm-Ra's pyramid.

Jackalman:
Oh, wind your neck in, Slythe.

Slythe:
[and lifting him by his waist after the plan he described thus looks as though it will result in their being engulfed by lava] What happens now, pure genius?

Vultureman:
We, um, uh, take - cover!

[last lines]

Lion-O:
We have to find a way into Dark Side.

[Snarf groans]

Vultureman:
You owe it to me, Lunatacs. [Slythe grunts in a tone demanding "WHAT?"] Uh, *us*. We freed you.

Panthro:
Looks like the Thunderstrike's first test-flight will be its first combat-mission.

Lion-O:
Who are you?

Tugmug:
They call me Tugmug, and I am a Lunatac from the Moons of Plun-Darr. Ours will be a short acquaintance.

Panthro:
Who...

Tygra:
Or what...

Panthro:
Was that?

Slythe:
Get moving, featherbrain. Our friends are in a hurry.

Vultureman:
[slouchng] Give me a break, Slythe. I've just filled the thundrilium hoppers.

Luna:
Then power up, Mutant.

Vultureman:
[leaping back up] A-OK to power up, Luna. Standing by for...

Luna:
Never mind the technical gibberish, Vultureman. Do it!

Bengali:
A Thundarian blacksmith forged that mighty blade, Lion-O. Only another smith, like me, would know the secrets of its mighty alloys.

Lion-O:
It's my guess there are some secrets in that hammer, too.

Panthro:
[pounding the table] If we could only find a way to bypass Fire Rock Mountain, we'd stand a chance of finding out what this new evil alliance is all about.

Bolkin:
But there is a way past Fire Rock Mountain.

Lion-O:
[as Snarf jumps up] There is?

Bolkin:
Sure. I thought everyone knew that. Well, it's a legend really. They say there's a canyon that leads directly into the Dark Side.

Wolo:
It starts in the Forest of Mists.

Panthro:
[sighs] Much use that is. No one's ever found a way of navigating through that stuff.

Lynx-O:
But perhaps I could. Since my blindness, I have had to learn many new ways and develop other senses. The Forest of Mists deprives you and our vehicles of sight, of radar. But it deprives me of nothing. I might be able to guide you through it.

Lion-O:
[Lynx-O steers by dodging and twisting as he can perceive the Forest of Mists] Relax, Wolo. We're in the hands of a master.

Wolo:
[choking] Re-relax?

[last lines]

Lion-O:
The Lunatacs can move anywhere. Terrorize and plunder anywhere they want to. There is no safe place on Third Earth.

Luna:
Mutants may be stupid, Chilla, but they are also capable of great treachery.

Luna:
Once Sky Tomb is fully operational, we will dump the Mutants and those miserable slaves.

Alluro:
We will? Who says so? You?

Luna:
Yes, Alluro, I, Luna, say so.

Tugmug:
Who put you in charge? Lunatacs are free agents. We owe you nothing.

Luna:
I put me in charge. I will command and you obey.

Luna:
You say the Mutants are dumb, but you're no better. It was fighting among ourselves that enabled that bag of bones Mumm-Ra to defeat us the first time we visited this miserable planet. This time we'll fight united under my leadership. And when we've wiped out the Thundercats, we'll teach Mumm-Ra a lesson in revenge.

Luna:
Mumm-Ra the Ever-Living will become Mumm-Ra the Nonexistent.

RoBear Bill:
Helping the Thundercats means helping everyone on Third Earth.

Panthro:
From this vantage-point, Lion-O, Lynx-O will be able to see any attempt to invade Third Earth by way of the canyon or the Forest of Mists.

Snarf:
How can he see, Lion-O? Lynx-O's blind.

Lion-O:
[quietly] Shh. Snarf!

Lynx-O:
That's all right, Lion-O. Most people assume that anyone without sight is practially useless.

Snarf:
[ashamed] You - you heard me?

Lynx-O:
[smiling then going over to touch it chuckling] Of course, Snarf. I may not see the way you do, but I have developed my other senses so that I know as much as you do about what is happening around me. And now that Panthro and Tygra have built my latest Braille board, I probably know more about what goes around here than you do.

Panthro:
You see, Snarf, this board is connected to the Cat's Eye. And the Cat's Eye scans the surrounding countryside, picks up signals, amplifies them, and transmits them to the Braille board. Only Lynx-O's super-developed senses can interpret those signals to tell us what's happening.

Bengali:
What news of young Snarfer, Snarf? Shouldn't he be here by now?

Lion-O:
Yes, Snarf, where *is* young Snarfer?

Snarf:
Oh, relax, he's on his way... I hope.

Luna:
Sky Tomb is impregnable.

Mumm-Ra:
[appearing] Impregnable to all except Mumm-Ra the Ever-Living.

Alluro:
Ha! I should have known.

Mumm-Ra:
You know nothing, Alluro. Nothing unless Mumm-Ra tells you.

Tugmug:
What have you to tell us, you broken-down bundle of bandages?

Lion-O:
Let's get out there and see what we can do, partner.

Panthro:
[swinging his nunchucks in an adrenaline-rush] Just try and stop me.

Jackalman:
[laughing] A ringside seat at the Thundercats' final defeat.

Slythe:
Don't be too sure, Jackalman. The Thundercats aren't finished yet.

Monkian:
Perhaps we should join in and make sure.

Vultureman:
No! Not until we have a plan to defeat the Lunatacs.

Jackalman:
Wh - what are you saying, Vultureman?

Vultureman:
I know those Lunatacs. Once they've beaten the Thundercats, they'll turn on us. And if we don't want to end up as their slaves, we'd better have a plan.

Jackalman:
[looks out the window and cries out] Here comes trouble.

Mumm-Ra:
Mumm-Ra the Ever-Living is back on stage, Thundercats. My debut will be your final curtain.

Lynx-O:
[an alarm goes off] He's off course.

Snarf:
Dang. I knew the kid would goof.

Lion-O:
Hey, hold on a minute, Snarf. It might not be his fault.

Lynx-O:
It isn't. A thermo-conduit snapped.

Snarf:
I know darn well it wasn't his fault. He's my nephew, after all.

Snarfer:
[stumbling] Not exactly a textbook landing, but... any landing you can walk away from... is a great landing.

Snarfer:
[preparing to run] They said I'd come down in enemy territory. And the worst thing about enemy territory is THERE'S ENEMIES IN IT!

Lynx-O:
I think the Lunatacs are jamming the Braille board, Lion-O. And without the Braille board, I am truly blind.

Bengali, Snarf:
[after Snarf's collision] Snarf/Bengali!

Bengali:
You gave me quite a shock. I hope I didn't scare you.

Snarf:
[rising laughing] Old Snarf, scared? No. I've been around Third Earth too long to be scared by sounds in the undergrowth.

[jumps and leaps into Bengali's arms at a rustling sround]

Snarf:
WHAT WAS THAT?

Snarf:
Did you check the pressure-gages?

Snarfer:
Yes, sir, Uncle Snarf. I sure did. Right on the money. 78 pounds per square inch.

Snarf:
78 pounds? It should be at least 94!

Snarfer:
Gee. Are you sure, Uncle Snarf? For a generator this small?

Snarf:
Oh, uh, yeah, yeah, qu - quite right. Just testing you. OF course. Cat's Lair is different.CAT'S LAIR! The communications hook-up with Cat's Lair! I forgot to do it!

Snarfer:
That's OK, Uncle Snarf. I did that already.

Redeye:
You mean the Thundercats will try to rescue them?

Tugmug:
Why? They are worthless slaves.

Mumm-Ra:
[laughs] The Thundercats have the foolish notion that all life is precious. Rest assured: they will come here, and we will profit from their... weakness.

Panthro:
If we're going to do it...

Lynx-O, Cheetara, Lion-O, Tygra, Pumyra:
Let's do it!

Panthro:
Let's hope it works.

Lion-O:
[laughs] It'll work, Panthro. Nothing you invent would dare not to work.

Lynx-O:
[of Mumm-Ra's pyramid] I have a strange feeling that for all its evil, this place has known great foces of good.

Panthro:
[descends the hill to see him sitting in the tank with his feet on the dashboard] You've got a lot of nerve, friend. Get out of here.

Alluro:
Relax, Thundercat. You don't need the Thundertank where you're going.

Panthro:
Are you going to go the easy way, or the painful way?

Alluro:
[leading off the mesmerized Panthro] So primitive, these Thundercats. But he'll probably make a first-class stoker.

[laughs]

Luna:
Good work, my friends. You see how well we work together. Teamwork is what counts.

Alluro:
[laughs] It has nothinig to do with teamwork, Luna. The Thundercats are no match for us.

Redeye:
[laughing] They are primitives. Like the Mutants.

Chilla:
And hampered by outdated notions of honor, truth, justice, and loyalty.

Tugmug:
They are worthless.

Luna:
And you are overconfident, conceited fools.

Cheetara:
[he flies them through Dark Side] We did it. Some close calls, but we made it.

Lynx-O:
All by good fortune and good judgment.

Cheetara:
[chuckles] Fortune favors the bold, Lynx-O.

Lynx-O:
Then let us hope it continues to favor us.

Lion-O:
Your evil will never defeat the Thundercats, Mumm-Ra.

Alluro:
That talisman. It is even more powerful than Mumm-Ra.

Chilla:
Whoever has it will defeat Mumm-Ra.

Tugmug:
And control Third Earth.

Redeye:
[advancing toward Lynx-O] I must have it. Give it to me, old man.

Chilla:
[grabs his shoulder] No. *I* will take it.

Alluro:
[grabs her arm] It will be mine.

Luna:
Stop this, Lunatacs. We must not fight amongst ourselves. We must not...

[yells as Amok, whom she is mounted on, is knocked over by Tugmug running by]

Tugmug:
Give me the talisman!

Lynx-O:
Take it. It's yours.

[tosses it down so they trample it]

Lynx-O:
We're a team. That's our strength.

Lion-O:
Good will never succumb to evil!

Snarf:
[shoots out of the "money"-sack Slythe stole] Put 'em up, S-Slythe!

Lion-O:
Good against evil!

Mumm-Ra:
Evil will prevail!

Lion-O:
Never!

Luna:
You do good work, Amok. Maybe that should be your new job: bricklayer at the thundrilium mine.

Amok:
...But - I go where you go.

Luna:
I don't need you anymore.

Monkian:
[playing cards with him when Luna knocks] We're not home.

Slythe:
Nobody here, yes?

Monkian, Slythe:
Beat it! [laugh]

Amok:
It's nor fair. Luna sent faithful Amok away. Not fair! I show her. Amok get revenge. Luna regret day she messed with Amok.

Luna:
Amok, Amok! Quick, throw me the belt!

[he shakes his head]

Luna:
Amok, *throw me the belt*.

[he tosses it]

Luna:
That's better. Now you wait 'til I catch up with you. I'm going to whip some sense into your stupid head. You could have at least thrown it *to* me.

[he picks up a rock and aims for where it fell several yards away from her]

Luna:
No! No! Amok, no!

[he throws it so it hits the belt which goes over the cliff]

Luna:
NO! Look what you've done! You destroyed it!

[he chuckles and leaps down to her level of the cliff]

Luna:
That's it. I'm finished. No more Luna the All-Powerful.

Amok:
[pats her head and puts her on his back chuckling] Friend.

Wilykat:
If we had been there, maybe we could've saved the magic belt.

Panthro:
I dunno, Wilykat. Maybe Amok knew what he was doing after all.

Pumyra:
That's right. Now we'll never have to worry about Luna getting her hands on that belt again.

Lynx-O:
And neither does Amok.

[everyone laughs]

[last lines]

Pumyra:
But according to Snarf's story, as long as Mumm-Rana kept the belt, the people of Third Earth would be free from slavery.

Lion-O:
But that was before the Thundercats came to Third Earth.

Panthro:
That's right. And now that we're here, we'll make it our business to be sure the people of Third Earth remain free forever. That is, with a little help from Mumm-Rana.

Tygra:
[shoving Jackalman in the cell] This is your rightful place, you useless wretch! Locked up, out of harm's way!

Nayda:
[invisible] NOW!

Tygra:
Just keep going, Willa. This leads straight to the front gate.

Willa:
I know that voice. Tygra! So you're behind this.

Tygra:
[laughs] Let's just say it's a joint operation.

Vultureman:
Give yourself up, Willa! You cannot escape.

Tygra:
Willa, try to get him to land that thing.

Willa:
OK. I'll never give myself up to you, bird-brain!

Vultureman:
You'll never beat Lion-O with brute force. What's needed is a spark of imagination.

[last lines]

Tygra:
Well, invisibility has its uses, but, as a way of life...

Nayda:
I just can't see it.

[everyone laughs]

Alluro:
There is no one on this or any other planet who can resist my mental powers.

Mumm-Ra:
Yet you allowed Luna to lead you and the others when you should be rightful leader of the Lunatacs.

Alluro:
You are very wise, Mumm-Ra.

Snarf:
Life's no fun anymore. The Thundercats are so busy, no one's got time for a game of hide-and-seek with poor old Snarf.

Lion-O:
[leaping down behind him] Gotcha! [Snarf jumps violently and crash-lands a few feet away; he laughs at the unexpected reaction]

Lion-O:
Rule number one of tracking: when you're being tracked, don't leave behind a trail of Snarf-hair.

Snarf:
[groans] It must be the shedding season.

Alluro:
Very good, mongrel. Once I find the Igora Tallisman, all of Third Earth will roll over and play dead at my feet.

Alluro:
I beat you to the talisman. And that means, I'm invincible.

Lion-O:
Actions speak louder than words, Lunatac.

Snarf:
The Thundercats aren't finished yet, Lunatac.

Alluro:
They look pretty finished to me, furball. And what can you do about it, you and that blind old man?

Snarf:
[after Alluro leaves, to the one who did not verbally respond during the hypnotic spell] Do something, Lynx-O!

Lynx-O:
Hm. That's strange. Alluro's power over me has faded.

Panthro:
I just don't see how we can defeat him.

Tygra:
"Don't see." Hm. Maybe that's our answer.

Cheetara:
What do you mean, Tygra?

Cheetara:
I think Tygra means that the fact that I am blind may be to our advantage. Alluro's hold over Lion-O and Bengali is total, but he never did completely overpower me.

Snarf:
Alluro, prepare to meet your match!

Snarf:
[approaching with the Thundercats' weapons] Alluro! Come out and fight! Alluro?...

[tentatively]

Snarf:
Alluro?

Snarf:
Hey, this is the box that contains the Igora Talisman! Now I've got supreme self-confidence. I'm invincible!

Alluro:
[advancing from behind laughing] But you cannot defeat Alluro, you wretched creature. Give up, Thundercat. You cannot win.

[raises his Psyche Club]

Snarf:
Wrong, Alluro. I've got the Igora Talisman. I'm invincible.

Alluro:
You are a mere furry joke.

Snarf:
I'm... no joke! I'm a Thundercat!

Snarf:
I, uh, never did open this box to see what the Talisman looks like.

[does and reacts in shock]

Snarf:
The Talisman was smashed! It never even gave me any special power!

[faints]

Lion-O:
Snarf's self-confidence and power came from within himself, not from some external source.

[Snarf stirs and groans, causing the Thundercats to laugh]

Lion-O:
I hope you learned something from your run-in with Alluro, Snarf.

Snarf:
Uh, uh, never take on a Lunatac by yourself?

[last lines]

Snarf:
First, I dazzled Alluro with my fancy nunchuck-moves.

Panthro:
[laughs] Couldn't have done it better myself.

Snarf:
I really had Alluro on the run with the ol' kung-fu moves.

Cheetara:
Faster reflexes than *I* ever had.

Snarf:
Old Snarf had Alluro shivering in his boots.

Cheetara:
[hiding in the corner] You cannot defeat Alluro, Snarf. Give up. You cannot win.

[Snarf yells, jumps, and flees, causing the Thundercats to laugh]

Jaga:
The mystic Sword of Omens cannot be used for evil deeds! Attempt it and know the wrath of Jaga!

Mumm-Ra:
[searching for a way into the Thundercats' sword chamber] They have used an ancient Egyptian locking device... unknown for a thousand years. Unknown, except, to one who has LIVED for a thousand years.

Mumm-Ra:
Where evil exists... Mumm-Ra lives.

Panthro:
Cheetara late? That's like the sun forgetting to set.

Snarf:
[Groans as Lion-O uses his tail as the stick for ring-toss] This game is beginning to bore me.

Snarf:
That mummy-creature was really something to see.

Tygra:
I hope that we never see it again.

Cheetara:
But you know that we will.

[last lines]

Tygra:
Trust is something that takes time to grow.

Lion-O:
And, I guess new friends are not as easily made as I thought.

Snarf:
And friends like the Thundercats are forever.

Tygra, Lion-O, Snarf, Panthro, Cheetara, Wilykit, Wilykat:
[join hands] Thundercats - forever!

Snarf:
You can't do this to me! I'm a Thundercat!

Spidera:
Thunder... food!

Snarf:
Lion-O's not the only one with muscles around here.

Lion-O:
We did put the Thunderclaw back together pretty fast, Snarf.

Snarf:
Are you sure it's working OK?

Lion-O:
Well, there's one way to find out.

Slythe:
No one can control my mind!

Jackalman:
[laughs] Not even Slythe can control his mind!

Mumm-Ra:
Welcome to Ravage Island, Thunderslaves!

Vultureman:
It will be easier for you if you submit quietly.

Panthro:
[advancing with his nunchucks] I'll give you submit quietly, you mutated macaw.

Mumm-Ra:
Nice work, Mutants. Four cats in a bag.

Mumm-Ra:
Forget it, Lion-O. Not even the Eye of Thundera can give you the willpower to break these prison bars. In fact, you may as well give me that toy.

Lion-O:
[clutching his head] I... I'm so confused. [about to give the Sword to him] NOOO! [flings it up so it sails away and embeds itself in the ground] You will, never have the Sword of Omens, as long as I - have breath in my... body.

Mumm-Ra:
[laughs] In that case, the Sword will soon be mine.

Snarf:
[groans trying to fly back to the Tower of Omens] There must be an easier way to earn a living.

Snarfer:
[appears laughing after Snarf expresses relief that Panthro did not see him crash-land] But I saw it, Uncle Snarf.

Snarf:
Can I help it if there's something wrong with the gyroscopes?

Snarfer:
Sure, Uncle Snarf. I understand. A wink's as good as a nudge. Say no more. No, sir. Gyroscope-failure.

[laughing]

Snarfer:
Yep, that's it.

Snarf:
See, it takes something more than a Mutant floodlight to confuse me.

Snarfer:
Uh - something like the protection of the Thunderclaw, maybe?

Lynx-O:
We'll follow the beam to its source, then play it by ear, if you'll excuse the expression. [laughs]

Slythe:
[after he barrel-rolls the Flying Machine] Do you have to do that, Vultureman!

Vultureman:
[laughs] If you can't stand the flying, Slythe, don't join the air force!

Snarf:
There they are!

Lynx-O:
I hate to sound like a know-it-all, Snarf, but I had already located Lion-O.

Snarf:
Well, what were you waiting for?

Lynx-O:
The Braille board tells me that the Sword of Omens is missing.

Mumm-Ra:
There is nothing more tiring that organizing these wretched Mutants.

Snarf:
Here. The Sword of Omens is a very special item, you know, Snarfer. It only responds to people it respects. Don't take it hard. You just haven't been around long enough.

Snarfer:
Oh... OK, Uncle Snarf.

Snarf:
[struggles to release it for a moment to Snarfer's amusement] Sword of Omens, come free!

Lynx-O:
[comes forth clearing his throat] Uh, perhaps I might.

Snarf:
It's stuck, Lynx-O. There's nothing you can [he pulls it free] do?

Lynx-O:
Sword of Omens, free the Lord of the Thundercats!

Snarfer:
I wasn't afraid for a moment.

Snarf:
What? Not even for a second, Uncle Osbert, I mean - Uncle Snarf? Gee, that's something, not to be afraid at all. [Snarf jumps as the door opens, causing everyone to laugh]

[last lines]

WIlykit:
Hey - look what we found. [holds out something red and shiny resembling the beacon's crystals that causes Snarf and Snarfer to gasp and look spellbound]

Lion-O:
What is that?

Snarf, Snarfer:
Rock - candy. [everyone laughs]

Wilykat:
You made me do that, Wilykit.

Wilykit:
No, I didn't. You fell because you broke the law.

Wilykat:
Broke the law? Which law?

Wilykit:
The law of gravity!

Lion-O:
You're sure that motor's nailed down tight? If this superfuel is as good as Tygra says it is, it could rip that motor right off the table.

Panthro:
Trust me. It'll never leave the table.

Tygra:
Ignition!

Panthro:
Ignition.

[activates it and a jet of flame shoots out the back before it causes the table to take off around the room breaking crates and finally through the door]

Lion-O:
You did it, Tygra!

Panthro:
[grinning] And like I said, the motor never left the table.

Lion-O:
Most of the giant insects feed at night.

Snarf:
[whimpering] And me without my bug-spray.

Lion-O:
A few seconds more and I might've been living in that wormhole.

Panthro:
If we don't get that sponge-fog back in time to save Cats' Lair from that acid, we might *all* be living in a wormhole.

Panthro:
Nice landing, Cheetara, considering.

Slythe:
Us, help the Thundercats? You're insane, Vultureman.

Vultureman:
And you're near-sighted, Slythe.

Vultureman:
Once we're in deep space, we'll deep-six them!

Mumm-Ra:
Have a nice second childhood!

Snarf:
You Mutants are so dumb. Now, now listen carefully: connect yellow to red to get you ahead but yellow to green will make you scream.

Slythe:
[grips him] *I'll* make you scream, furball!

Lion-O:
Is this how you Mutants keep your word?

Vultureman:
No. *This* is how we keep our word. [fires on him]

Vultureman:
[the Rat Star overturns] We're upside-down!

Slythe:
Thank you, Sherlock Holmes.

Snarf:
[Lion-O rights the ship he flipped] Care to take another turn, Mutants?

Mumm-Ra:
Neat party trick, Thundercats, but nothing like mine.

Mumm-Ra:
Spare me, Thundercats. Have mercy.

Lion-O:
Revenge is the delight of a mean spirit.

Slythe:
I must be the dumbest Mutant alive. Every time you come up with a scheme, Vultureman...

Vultureman:
Stop complaining, Slythe, and help me think of a way to prevent those blasted Thundercats from leaving for Third Earth without us.

Monkian:
[panicking] They wouldn't do that... would they?

Snarf:
[comes over] Well, Mutants, that all depends on how well you grovel. [the engine can be heard starting up and the three strain against their bonds jabbering]

[last lines]

Lion-O:
Well, Mutants, much against my better judgment, Snarf has persuaded me to take you back to Third Earth.

Cheetara:
And since the Feliner's baggage compartments are empty...

Tygra:
We have just about enough room.

Lion-O:
Of course it won't be very comfortable, but it's more than you Mutants deserve.

Jaga:
I can be anywhere, and I am always near you.

Jaga:
Take care that your dream does not turn into a nightmare.

Lion-O:
Cane-O! No! Stop! [the creature attacking him gets off him] Cane-O, it's me. Lion-O. [Cane-O leans against him and licks his face, causing him to laugh] Cane-O, you old saber-toothed beauty. You remember me.

Claudus:
Cane-O, you have brought a friend to me. [touches Lion-O's shoulder] Who are you?

Lion-O:
I am Lion-O, your son.

Claudus:
[feeling his face] You cannot be. Lion-O is a mere boy. You are a grown warrior.

Claudus:
Plans of a Plun-darrian war-robot, copied by one of my spies. They might come in useful in another world, another time.

Claudus:
I thank you for your help. May my son Lion-O grow up to be as brave and noble as you, and carry on the code of Thundera.

Claudus, Lion-O:
[clasping one another's wrists] Truth, justice, honor, loyalty.

Claudus:
The tremors grow worse. Go, while you still can.

Lion-O:
[exits and looks back at him] Farewell, Father.

Panthro:
Never thought I'd live to say this, but - stand by to abandon Cats' Lair.

Lion-O:
[lands from the catapault in the war-robot's hand which allows him to leap down its arm and in front of it easily before it has the chance to grab him] Thanks for the catch.

Lion-O:
Sword of Omens, give me power beyond power!

Panthro:
No one can change history. We can only learn from it.

[last lines]

Lion-O:
Claudus, my father, wherever you are, my thoughts and love go to you. May we meet again, somewhere in time.

Willa:
We'll miss you, Thundercats.

Nayda:
You changed our lives here on Third Earth.

Lion-O:
The safety of Third Earth is now in your hands. The League of Third Earth. Mandora, Willa, Nayda, Snowman and Snowmeow, RoBear Bill, RoBear Belle. So, wish us luck, and we'll be on our way.

Snowman:
Thundercats...

Lion-O, Snowman, Snarf, Snarfer, RoBear Bill, RoBear Belle, Willa:
[with the Thundercats] HO!

Mandora:
I'd like to stay for the party, guys, but I have a rendezvous with the Serious Space-Crime Squad on Galaxy 2. Keep in touch.

Mumm-Ra:
Help me. Help me.

Mumm-Ra:
The Thundercats may think this is their new home, but we will turn it into our backyard!

Lynx-O:
As we all know, the Sword of Omens cannot harm the innocent.

Lion-O:
Which means this stone giant is not an evil force.

Panthro:
Too bad nobody bothered to tell *him* that.

Snarf Egbert:
[hauling a cart] Where do you want this, wretched stuff?

Snarf, Snarfer:
[point in opposite directions] Over there.

Snarf Egbert:
Well, make up your minds. Which is it?

Snarf, Snarfer:
[point in the opposite directions as before] Over there.

Snarf Egbert:
Oh, never mind.

Lion-O:
I've got you, Cheetara. Hang on.

Cheetara:
[notices his grip on the wall slipping] But who's got *you*?

Panthro:
[grabbing his wrist] I have.

[last lines]

Panthro:
I get the feeling we're in for a rough ride up here on New Thundera.

Cheetara:
And *I* get the feeling that whatever's happening, it's not a natural phenomenon.

Lynx-O:
I'm sure you're right. And I'm sure there'll be more.

Wilykat:
You mean, someone's working against us?

Lion-O:
That's what we have to find out.

Grune the Destroyer:
[to the one who is startled by his size when he appears] Mumm-Ra! So it was you who freed me from my tomb.

Mumm-Ra:
Indeed it was, Grune. And now you must repay me.

Grune the Destroyer:
There is nothing I "must" do, Mumm-Ra. But tell me what you want, and I *may* oblige you.

Snarf:
[running toward Grune's gigantic ankle] Try someone your own size, you bully oaf!

Lion-O:
Find the pieces of the Sword of Omens and take them back to the new Lair. Maybe Bengali can forge them into a new blade. [thinking] If not, we're done for.

Snarf:
What in the name of all the Osberts is that?

Char:
Interesting.

Snarf:
Interesting? I should say so. That is - was, the Sword of Omens.

Cheetara:
I wish I could tell you I have a good feeling about this.

Snarf:
It looks good as new!

Char:
Better than new.

Char:
[the Sword flies off] It's possessed!

Mumm-Ra:
I feel that I have slept for ten decades.

Wilykat:
See, Lion-O, while you've been running around New Thundera, getting yourself in trouble...

Wilykit:
We've been helping Panthro to build...

Wilykat:
Ta-da!

Wilykat:
The Whisker!

Twotime:
[after flinging them upside-down] Welcome to Domedown, my friends.

Lion-O:
A strange way to treat friends, whoever you are.

Panthro:
[hung upside-down] This has gone beyond a joke.

Lion-O:
Well, I'm not hanging around here any longer.

Cheetara:
That's - Mumm-Ra!

Lynx-O:
It can't be. He disappeared before we left Third Earth.

Bengali:
It *is* Mumm-Ra.

Lynx-O:
Our first priority is to help Lion-O.

Bengali:
You're right, Lynx-O. We'll deal with that bonebag later.

Twotime:
[to his downward head which has hit the wall and whose eyes blink pointlessly] Hey, get up. Don't quit on me now.

Wilykat:
[hanging upside-down in the forcefield] Go for it, Lion-O. Don't keep us in suspense!

Panthro:
[going to where Twotime lies on the ground] Two down. None to go.

Lion-O:
Here comes the cavalry.

Panthro:
[good-naturedly] Late as usual.

Torr:
You look like Thundercats. But, so young!

Cheetara:
We may be young, but...

Wilykat:
We'll soon get you out of there.

Jaga:
[appears; Mumm-Ra in disguise] Some kind of - trouble, Jagara?

Jagara:
Jaga. I'm glad you're here.

Mumm-Ra:
[thinking] My spell must have been more powerful than I thought.

Lion-O:
This New Thundera is a strange place.

Cheetara:
Not as strange as it's going to be.

Panthro:
[flexes his nunchucks as he responds to Jagara's being unable to tell who is an imposter] We can settle this thing easily.

Jaga:
[Mumm=Ra in disguise] I'll finish you!

Panthro:
Ah, ah, ah, that's not how Jaga would act. You *are* Jaga, aren't you?

Jagara:
It is part of the Thundercat truth that the Sword of Omens cannot be used for evil. You know that?

Panthro:
I do.

Jagara:
[offering it to Mumm-Ra] Here, "Jaga". If you are true and we are false, use the Sword of Omens to destroy us.

Wilykat:
Panthro will fix it.

Wilykit:
He can fix anything.

Lion-O:
Can you, Panthro?

Panthro:
The truth: this is a new technology to me. It'll take time to figure it out.

Lion-O:
And the one thing we don't have is time.

Crownan:
I want to call my lawyer.

Snarfer:
Uncle Osbert!

Snarf:
[stirs weakly] D - don't call me Osbert, Snarfer.

Lion-O:
[the Eye of Thundera not only lights up but sparks] Danger.

Panthro:
You're telling me.

Slythe:
First we'll get rid of Snowman and his animated fur coat Snowmeow, yes?

Snowman:
To Cats' Lair, Snowmeow. Tell Pumyra we need all the help we can get.

Captain Bragg:
Oh, no, not you again! [Mandora tosses a boomerang-knife to unbind him then catches him on the back of her Electracharger] Wait a minute, you're the real Mandora.

Mandora:
I like the way you think, bozo.

Slythe:
[after being struck in the Nose-Diver] Blast, yes!

Captain Bragg:
A thousand thank-yous, dear lady.

Crownan:
And I got a thousand and one.

Captain Bragg:
Permit me to offer you free and complimentary tickets to Captain Bragg's circus. Perhaps one night, when you are... off-duty...

Mandora:
Pal, I am never off-duty.

Captain Bragg:
Once again, I am in your debt, Thundercats.

Crownan:
He'll never cough up, though.

Snarf:
[they laugh in relief to see him] A lot of fuss about nothing, Thunderkittens. We Snarfs have thick skulls. [prods himself in the bandaged part of his forehead and yelps]

Lynx-O:
There's no point in starting to build a new Lair again. Every time we put up a wall, Mumm-Ra just knocks it down again.

Lynx-O:
There is an alternative.

Lion-O:
What's that, Lynx-O?

Lynx-O:
It may just be impossible to live here. We could abandon New Thundera.

Torr:
No, Thundercats! Forgive me if I speak out of turn, but there are many more like us out there - Thunderean refugees, wanderers in space. Thundera is our home, too. We must overcome Mumm-Ra, and help our people come home.

Panthro:
What's happening down there?

Lion-O:
Mumm-Ra. That's what's happening down there.

Panthro:
We have to get in there, somehow.

Lion-O:
Somehow is the operative word.

Jaga:
[appears in it] Call upon the Eye of Thundera, Lion-O. It will not fail you.

Lion-O:
Eye of Thundera, give me your power.

Mumm-Ra:
So it comes down to you and me. One on one. The power of my evil pitted against your feeble goodness.

Mumm-Ra:
Evil prevails!

Panthro:
Lion-O's on his own. There's nothing we can do.

Wilykit:
We heard that, Panthro!

Mumm-Ra:
Have a nice eternity!

Lion-O:
Thundercats...

Panthro:
Ho!

Bengali:
Ho!

Cheetara:
Ho!

Wilykat:
Ho!

Wilykit:
Ho!

Lion-O:
Jaga, Thundercat ancestors, Eye of Thundera, Sword of Omens, do not fail me now!

Lion-O:
[attacking Mumm-Ra with the Sword of Omens] Ho!

Lion-O, Panthro:
[attacking] Ho!

Lynx-O:
Stop! Snarf, Snarfer, stop!

Snarf:
[not getting it] No time for that, Lynx-O!

[last lines]

Lion-O:
We owe everything to the Sword of Omens, and the Eye of Thundera. And as long as we are entrusted to the Sword Omens, we have the power to fight evil, wherever we find it. Thundercats...

Panthro, Cheetara, Wilykit, Wilykat, Bengali, Jagara:
[responding to his raising the Sword] Ho!

Wilykat:
Wilykit, let's get out of here! Let's leave Cats' Lair!

Wilykit:
You mean, run away?

Wilykat:
Sure! Why not?

Wilykit:
I - I dunno, Wilykat. Lion-O and the others would worry.

Wilykat:
Worry? [scoffs] They won't even notice. They hardly know we exist. Anyway, what does it matter if they do worry? It'll teach 'em a lesson for ignoring us.

Wilykit:
It would be like an adventure. Going out into the real world. Being treated like adult Thundercats instead of kids who can't take care of themselves. OK, Wilykat. Let's do it.

Cheetara:
Don't worry about the Thunderkittens, Snarf. They can take care of themselves.

Snarf:
What about me?

Lion-O:
Someone has to guard Cats' Lair, Snarf.

Snarf:
But Lion-O...

Lion-O:
Snarf.

Snarf:
Oh... all right. After all, who's best qualified to take care of this place?

Wilykit:
I wonder if they've started to search for us.

Wilykat:
I doubt it. They probably haven't even noticed we're missing.

Panthro:
Wilykit, Wilykat. Can you hear me? Where are you?

Wilykit:
It's Panthro.

Wilykat:
I know that!

Panthro:
[follows him back into the cave] Well, what are we gonna do?

Wilykat:
Just sit tight. They'll go away soon.

Wilykit:
I dunno. It doesn't seem fair. They'll be worried.

Wilykat:
Well, they haven't been fair to *us*, Wilykit. Always leaving us out of everything; they deserve to be worried.

Wilykit:
No. That's not right.

Wilykat:
Well - do you wanna go back to Cat's Lair and stand around all day feeling useless?

Wilykit:
No, but...

Wilykat:
Well, there you are, then.

Lion-O:
I was hoping that maybe you'd seen them.

RoBear Bill:
[patting his arm] You're in luck, Lion-O. They bought some food here this afternoon.

Lion-O:
Well, that's something. At least they won't starve.

Lion-O:
Blankets? They obviously plan on being away for a while. Those rascals.

Kudai:
Running away never solves a problem. In fact, it makes it worse.

Panthro:
We came to say we're sorry.

Lion-O:
We miss you at Cats' Lair.

Panthro:
And we need you. You're a valuable part of the team. We've always known that. It's just that we never let... you know it.

[repeated line]

Safari Joe:
Safari Joe does it again!

Lion-O:
[taking away Safari Joe's gun] All out of ammo, Safari Joe? Looks like you ran out of courage too!

Safari Joe:
P-please don't hurt me.

Snarf:
Yeow! Safari Joe turned out to be a coward? Didn't he Lion-O?

Lion-O:
Most bullies are, Snarf. Most bullies are...

Lion-O:
[laughs after Snarf succeeds in catching the falling vase then struggles to get up and flips so ends up flinging the vase upward then catching it again] Way to go, Snarf.

Panthro:
[laughs] I know a couple of Thunderball teams who could really use you.

Snarf:
Piece o'cake. Hey, you should see me when I really try. [humming casually, tosses it back to perch it in the crook of his tail and spins to fling it high, then catches it on a jump, flips on descent, and leaps up to the shelf to replace it]

Lion-O:
We need the engineer; what's happening?

Bengali:
Well, um, that kind of depends on what you're asking.

Lion-O:
What? Is he with you or not?

Bengali:
Uh... I think so...

Lion-O:
It's a simple enough question, Bengali. Is the gyroscope-specialist with you or not?

Bengali:
Well - yes and no. I mean, parts of him are, and parts of him aren't.

Screwloose:
The mind is strong, but the flesh - uh, the alloy, in my case, is weak.

Lion-O:
Snowmeow, my last command: fetch... fetch the THundercats at once.

Lion-O:
[the Ice King pounds his fist on the battlement in front of him after receiving heat from the Sword of Omens] lThat raised his temperature a degree or three.

Panthro:
Ahead - something moving toward us.

Tygra:
Looks like...

Cheetara:
A big cat.

Snarf:
Lion-O?

Panthro:
Bigger.

Snarf:
Uh-oh.

Snarf:
Snarfs aren't made for cold weather.

Panthro:
He looks pretty good for a guy a thousand years old.

Tygra:
True love, huh?

Snarf:
A thousand years' worth. Boy, that's remembering.

Snarf:
My riches are my friends. And a better family, a Snarf couldn't wish for.

Snarf:
We're going up like a big-bottomed bird!

Panthro:
Check. Only we're not on air-drive.

Lion-O:
Let Claudus go free, and I will take his place as your prisoner.

Snarf:
[to the Sword after the Winged Terror is clawed and disappears in a flash of light, leaving him in midair] Gotcha! But who has, meeeee...!

Shadowmaster:
No! No! Not again!

Lion-O, Claudus:
[touching the Sword] HOOO!

Claudus:
Lion-O, my son, this is where I leave you. My time on Thundera has passed.

Lion-O:
What?

[extends an arm as Claudus drifts back from the Signal that is guiding them out through the great void]

Lion-O:
Father, wait.

Claudus:
No, my son. This was meant to be. Farewell, Lion-O, Lord of the Thundercats. You've made your father a proud man.

Panthro:
Where's Claudus, Lion-O? Did you save him?

Lion-O:
Yes, Panthro, I did. As to where he is now, let's just say he's... with a friend.

[first lines]

Lion-O:
Where's Snarfer?

Snarf:
We decided not to cook today. So he went to order Mexican takeout, from RoBear Roberto's taco-stand at the Berbil village.

Lynx-O:
Chile con carne.

Snarf:
Re-fried beans.

Lynx-O:
Beef enchiladas.

Snarf:
Guacamole.

Lion-O:
[laughs waving his hands] Enough; you're making my mouth water.

Lion-O:
Well, Snarfer should be here soon.

[into the radio]

Lion-O:
Snarf calling Snarfer. Where are you?

Snarfer:
Snarfer here. I'm taking the long way around Dark Side, Unc. This baby's been overheating. Yep.

Lion-O:
You were supposed to be here an eon ago; we're starving.

Snarfer:
Well, you sure won't have to worry about it being cold. Phew!

Chilla:
Gosh, officer - was I going too fast?

Mandora:
Too fast, too low, and too bad.

Mandora:
[choking after her throat has been unfrozen] Whoa. What was that you gave me? Some new super-secret space-medicine?

Snarfer:
No. It was the hot-sauce from the Mexican takeout dinner.

Snarf:
Where's our Mexican takeout food?

Snarfer:
We brought it on Mandora's bike. Except by now, it's chilly.

[laughs]

Snarfer:
It's a little joke - "chili"!

Lynx-O:
The law is the law. And the degree to which it is broken is not the point.

Luna:
I wonder what would happen if I touch this big button at the end of the line.

[does]

Luna:
What's happening? They've all gone but one.

Chilla:
Maybe you better not touch anything else, until we get an expert.

Luna:
I'm the expert.

Luna:
Lynx-O, the Braille board disappeared into thin air. Where did it go?

Lynx-O:
[touching the side of his head] Right back where it came from: in here.

Luna:
Are you telling me what I was holding in my hands was an idea?

Lynx-O:
Correct.

Luna:
All right, let's see it. Make it appear right now.

Lynx-O:
Oh, I'm sorry, but my ideas don't work in evil company.

Luna:
Oh, yes, they will, or Amok will pull them out of your head with his bare hands.

Mandora:
You are in serious trouble, Vultureman. Do you know the penalty for holding an officer against her will? Twenty years to life on the penal planet!

Vultureman:
[looks up from his newspaper laughing] No kidding. Well, it looks to me like you're the one doing time.

Luna:
That shape looks familiar. Who is Lynx-O thinking of? If I didn't know better, I'd say it was... Mandora!

[the silhouette takes on full form and the real Mandora leaps through the screen]

Mandora:
I suggest you give yourself up to the law.

Luna:
Law? I am the law here.

Mandora:
Oh, no. There is one universal law: good against evil.

Mandora:
Before we get underway, I want you to drink this, Chilla.

Chilla:
What is it?

Mandora:
Antifreeze. [laughs]

Snarf:
That Mandora's one tough cop. She always gets her man no matter what the crime, large or small.

Snarfer:
THUNDERING TRAFFIC TICKET!

Snarf:
What's the matter with you, Snarfer?

Snarfer:
I left my ship double-parked on the hangar-rail!

Snarf:
[groans causing Snarf and Lynx-O to laugh]

Cheetara:
It's cold. And it's frightened. And we have to find it, quickly, before it's too late. [sinks back]

Wilykit:
[studying the radio-transmissions on the scanner] They sound like they're coming from somewhere on Hook Mountain.

Snarf:
[whimpering] Cold and frightening - that makes sense.

Snarf:
I'm too close to the ground to enjoy snow.

Vultureman:
No, Monkian! Stop it! Cease fire! You'll destroy it! We need it unharmed.

Monkian:
Nothing attacks Monkian and gets away free.

Tygra:
Sometimes when people come up against something they don't understand, they feel threatened.

Panthro:
And their first impulse is to destroy it.

[last lines]

Wilykit:
Tell us what it was saying. Please, Cheetara?

Cheetara:
Well, it said it was sorry it caused so much trouble, but it had no choice. It needed help.

Wilykat:
And?

Cheetara:
And, it said to thank the Thundercats, and, one day it will do the same for us.

Wilykit:
And?

Wilykat:
[she laughs] Tell us, Cheetara.

Wilykit:
[laughs] If you want to know any more, you'll have to learn to read my mind. [everyone laughs]

Tygra:
You underestimated the seventh Thundercat.

Wilykat:
The bravest of us all!

[last lines]

Wilykat:
I don't know what he's saying, but he sounds angry.

Snarf:
He is. I promised to pay him for the ride... and I forgot. [the Thundercats laugh]

Panthro:
[narrowly escaping the Bottomless Chasm as a radiation-blast he was expecting to go off thirty seconds from his last count occurs] Twenty-eight seconds? That's foul play.

Lion-O:
[the clone advances on him] Stop! You don't know what you're doing!

Hammerhand:
Frightened, cub?

Lion-O:
[dodges the end of his nunchucks which sinks into the tree he was standing in front of] Don't force me to fight you, Panthro. Jaga forbade us to fight among ourselves.

Hammerhand:
Jaga is gone, cub. Now I serve a new master.

Lion-O:
Jaga, guide my hand, and free Panthro!

Lion-O:
Facing that thing taught me just how strong we are.

Tygra:
But strength alone is never enough to succeed.

[last lines]

Lion-O:
One thing's for sure: I'm glad you're one of the *good* guys.

Ecology Inspector:
That's the machine we're here to apprehend. It's been responsible for the wholesale theft of irreplaceable jungles, rivers, and lakes.

Wilykat:
But why would someone steal a lake?

Ecology Inspector:
To sell to unscrupulous parties who have ruined their own lakes with neglect and pollution.

Panthro:
That's what we're up against these days: people who don't care where they dump their waste, so long as it's not in their own backyard.

Panthro:
A long shot's better than *no* shot.

Lion-O:
HO! [the Sword of Omens lifts itself with Twotime trapped holding it]

Lion-O:
We're taking our home, home.

[last lines]

Lion-O:
Twotime was ripping up the environment for his own greedy reasons, to sell it off to the highest bidder. He didn't know it, but he really had a good idea. Why not use Domedown to move abundant topsoil to needy farmers, or lakes to areas where they need water?

Panthro:
That's a great idea. That way we can help balance the food-chain and stock wildlife and forests.

Wilykat:
Hey, I got an idea too. How about moving some of that stuff to Cats' Lair?

Lion-O:
Like what?

Wilykat:
Well, let's start with a swimming-pond. Nothing fancy - just, say, big enough for a raft. And, maybe a SWAN robot.

Wilykat:
Yeah, and how 'bout an astro-tennis court while we're at it?

Panthro:
[laughs] I don't believe you two. Next you'll want a laser bowling-alley and a fly-in movie.

Wilykat:
Great! Can you fix it?

Panthro:
Don't be ridiculous. Our job here is a serious one. We don't have time for luxuries.

Lion-O:
Panthro's right. We get enough exercise without those things.

Wilykat:
[laughing] Well... maybe a space-golf-course might be good to help us unwind.

Wilykat:
Yeah. I suppose *we'll* be caddies. [everyone else except Kat laughs]

Snarf:
We won't last twenty-four hours down here.

Lion-O:
I'm afraid - that's the idea.

Panthro:
You two all right?

Snarf:
Slightly par-boiled.

Panthro:
You can't reason with a computer.

Captain Shiner:
[being forced back to the sailors' resting place] I demand officers' quarters!

Lion-O:
[he appears] Jaga!

Jaga:
The Eye of Thundera is with you, Lion-O. The source of the Thundercats' power.

Lion-O:
But I cannot summon it, Jaga. Shiner has sealed the Eye. It sleeps, Jaga. And I cannot awaken it.

Captain Shiner:
[to Pannthro] Your young friend talks to himself.

Snarf:
[realizes] Jaga!

Cheetara:
It sounds to me like it took the teamwork of all of you to see it through.

Snarf:
That's right. And if it hadn't been for my, cheerful optimism, we would've given up without a fight.

Panthro:
[laughing] If that's optimism, I'd hate to see you depressed.

Cheetara:
There must be something we can do.

Lion-O:
You can wish me luck.

Jaga:
By Thundera, Lion-O, I never thought I'd see you again!

Lion-O:
Now we'll be together forever, Jaga. I can never return to Third Earth.

Lion-O, Jaga:
Thundercats, ho!

Jaga:
I owe my freedom to your bravery, Lion-O.

Lion-O:
I don't think I'd've been so brave if I had known what I was getting into in the astral world.

Jaga:
But you did confront the unknown, Lion-O. That takes real courage. It's always easier to deal with dangers that you know, and understand.

Lion-O:
Well, I couldn't just stand by and watch, Jaga. I had to do something.

Jaga:
I will always be grateful.

Lion-O:
Well, it was no more than you did for us when you saved the Thundercats and brought us here from Thundera.

Jaga:
[laughs] So, now we're even, Lord of the Thundercats.

[last lines]

Lion-O:
I tell you, Snarf, the thought of being stuck there in the astral world really made me appreciate our life here on Third Earth.

Snarf:
Mutantas and all?

Lion-O:
[laughs] Mutants and all.

Snarf:
Well, maybe from now on you'll keep your feet on the ground. [laughs]

[first lines]

Panthro:
What's going on, Lion-O?

Lion-O:
It's another one of our mysterious earthquakes. They're getting worse each week.

Mumm-Ra:
[to his superiors] I am in control here.

Cheetara:
What a cold, miserable place. It's hard to believe it was once called the Gardens of Thundera.

Panthro:
We'll be at the top before you know it.

Snarf:
I don't wanna know it.

Lion-O:
Sword of Omens, enter the Book.

Lion-O:
No one may possess the Key. It belongs to itself, as surely as a soul belongs to its body.

Mumm-Ra:
[laughs] But in my hand, it will do *my* bidding! It will destroy you, and your soul!

Guardian of the Book of Omens:
There is no way that the Key of Thundera will harm the Sword of Omens. These two are part of the Book of Omens, and as long as they are in the hands of opposing forces, they are impotent.

Lion-O:
Then, how may I retrieve the Key?

Guardian of the Book of Omens:
The way it has been done since the beginning of time: good must overcome evil in unarmed combat.

Lion-O:
Are you ready, Mumm-Ra?

Mumm-Ra:
Anytime, disciple of good.

Lion-O:
Justice, truth, honor, and loyalty!

Mumm-Ra:
I will twist off your lion head!

Lion-O:
It will take more than the feeble arms of a mummy!

Mumm-Ra:
It is not the strength of arms that will win this battle. It's the strength of will!

Mumm-Ra:
There's no way to fight fire.

Lion-O:
Oh, yes, there is. You fight fire with fire.

Wilykit:
Now that we've been able to help the land and the water return to its original state, how can we be sure that it will stay that way?

Panthro:
By staying alert, in tune with nature.

Cheetara:
By looking...

Lynx-O:
And listening to nature's cries of alarm.

[last lines]

Panthro:
You can never get rid of evil. It will always exist in some form or another.

Lion-O:
The best we can do is to keep evil at bay, by remembering our responsibility, by remembering our duty, by remembering ourselves, and who we are.

Cheetara:
We are Thundercats.

Panthro:
Upholding justice.

Snarfer:
Truth.

Wilykat, Wilykit:
Honor.

Snarf:
And loyalty.

Panthro, Lion-O, Cheetara, Snarfer, Wilykat, Wilykit, Snarf:
THUNDERCATS, HO!

Wilykat:
You coming, Wilykit?

Wilykit:
No, thanks. Circuses bore me. They're for kids.

Wilykat:
That's what you think!

Captain Bragg:
I'm well-known for my veracity.

Crownan:
And he tells the truth, too.

Jackalman:
[reading the sign] "One time only, see the galaxy's most talented Mutant."

Monkian:
This is something we shouldn't miss.

Wilykat:
[calling from within the train] Yoo - [clears throat, higher voice] Yoo-hoo, boys, come on in and meet Marvelous Merna...!

Monkian:
[taking Jackalman's wrist eagerly] Come on. This we gotta see.

Monkian:
Where's Merna?

Captain Bragg:
In your dreams, banana-breath. [slams the train cage-door]

Slythe:
[his pen-umbrella breaks] You and your useless inventions!

Vultureman:
This is your fault, Slythe! You put too much strain on it!

Redeye:
So we're stuck in this boring dump.

Luna:
All we need is a little transportation.

Chilla:
[hearing it approach] What would you say to an intergalactic circus-train?

Luna:
You're supposed to be the eyes of this outfit, Redeye!

Wilykat:
[acting as a straight-man] Why does a Mutant cross the road?

Captain Bragg:
Why, to get on the Dark Side!

Alluro:
[to Bragg doing his "ventriloquist act"] That's amazing! Your lips don't move!

Wilykat:
You're right, sir. Now watch *this* trick. While you stare at my lips... [cuffs him]

Captain Bragg:
Gotcha!

Captain Bragg:
We were just having a little fun. No harm intended.

Luna:
[laughs] But I intend to do *you* lots of harm.

Wilykat:
[Amok grabs him] B-but I'm invisible!

Luna:
Not today you're not!

Wilykat:
But Captain Bragg said...

Luna:
[causing Bragg to slump to his knees] Listen, kid, Bragg is a conman; he's a liar.

Wilykat:
But - I liked him. [Bragg winces]

Alluro:
I've had all the orders I'll ever take from you.

Chilla:
What could be more deadly than a simple weapon like ice?

Lion-O:
Fire!

Captain Bragg:
I'll take good care of them. I'll teach them table-manners and useful skills.

Crownan:
Well, either basket-weaving or computer-operation; we're not certain which.

[last lines]

Wilykat:
I had a lot of fun. But I'll never run off with a circus again.

Lion-O:
Did the engine break down?

Panthro:
No way. When *I* build 'em, they don't *dare* break down.

RoBear Bill:
Oh. It's Queen Tartara again. She's always trying to steal the Arietta Bird for the Crystal Kingdom. She wants it to sing for her alone.

Lion-O:
Why, that's the most selfish thing I ever heard!

RoBear Bill:
Yes. Isn't it sad. She never learned that the greatest pleasure comes from sharing.

Lion-O:
Well, I'm not about to wait until she learns!

Lion-O:
[the mountain-creature he bumped advances to ram] Aw, come on. Neither of us needs an avalanche.

Lion-O:
[shouldering the coat the chasing guard he tried to stop from sliding over the ledge fell out of] Jaga says there's always a benefit in misfortune. Hard to see what benefit that poor devil go tout of this. But at least *I* won't freeze.

Snarf:
Hey you're *the* bird, aren't you? The one who caused all this trouble. [it nods and sings] Uh-uh, no use tryin' to win *me* over. I'm tone-deaf.

[last lines]

Lion-O:
We couldn't have done it without you.

Snarf:
See? Old Snarf just gets better with age. [everyone laughs]

Demolisher:
Show yourself, Mumm-Ra. Face the Demolisher. Unless you are afraid - an ever-living coward.

Mumm-Ra:
[the size of an insect] Surely the greatest warrior in the galaxy can deal with such a tiny creature. [laughs as he dodges the Demolisher's feet] Or would you prefer someone larger? [becomes a giant]

Demolisher:
Show me the fighter you speak of, Mumm-Ra. And let's hope he is a better match than you.

Dirge:
Stay out of this, furball. He'll finish you next time. [Snarf turns, striking him with his tail] Ow. Don't take it out on me. I'm strictly a cheerleader.

Lion-O:
I called my friends to save *you*, not to save me.

Lion-O:
Fight, Demolisher. But one day you'll meet your match, and your string of worthless victories will be ended by a pointless defeat.

[last lines]

Snarf:
[beating Dirge's drum] Victory to Lion-O, Lord of the Thundercats! Victory to Lion-O, Lord of the Thundercats!

Lion-O:
[covering his ears] Hey, Snarf, cut it out!

Panthro:
[clasping his head] Oh, no.

Cheetara:
Snarf!

Tygra:
Snarf, enough!

Snarf:
If you want the drum, you'll have to *fight* me for it!

Lion-O:
Now that's what I call a cause. [chases him with the others following]

Lion-O:
[running by Cheetara's markers] Another one. She must really be moving, Snarf.

Snarf:
[panting beside him] You don't say.

Snarf:
Who is that?

Lion-O:
I don't know... But she's, so beautiful.

Snarf:
[tensely] Lion-O...

Lion-O:
In a, kind of evil way, of course.

Wilykit:
[the Thundertank slams into and is stopped by one of the rocks in the Field of Daggers] Hey, I thought you said this thing was impenetrable!

Panthro:
[holds out his hands] Nobody's perfect.

Cheetara:
[confronting Jackalman] So, it comes down to this. Cat against dog. A foregone conclusion, wouldn't you say?

Cheetara:
Your mystical powers have no effect on *me*. You may mesmerize *men* with your evil beauty, but I am a woman. You hold no mystery for me.

Lion-O:
I'll get out of here. When I do, you and your harp will be singing a different tune.

Charr-Nin:
Here, Thunderkitten. I have something for you.

[presents the snake-bird to Wilykit]

Lion-O:
[gets a hold of the Sword] And I have something for *you*.

Lion-O:
Well, thanks for getting us out of a hole. [everyone else groans and laughs]

Willa:
Trees that have lived for millions of years destroyed in an hour.

Tygra:
Let's find the source of these fireball attacks. Together we may be able to stop them, and save your trees.

Willa:
All right. But where do we look?

Tygra:
Straight into the very soul of evil.

Slythe:
Well, open the can and let's see what kind of fish we've caught, yes? [Jackalman drops the cage out of the raised case] It looks suspiciously like a Thundercat-fish!

Snarf:
Better to be over-concerned than not to care.

Lion-O:
[looking at the burning Castle Plun-Darr] Slythe said he would start up a fire that would burn like a beacon. He got his wish.

[last lines]

Panthro:
What's this? A furry baseball?

[Bushy extends legs and head, causing Panthro to yell and topple backwards]

Panthro:
I hate spiders.

Willa:
Now you've hurt Bushy's feelings. He likes you.

Monkian:
So, um, all we have to do is spray Alluro's magic formula around the Lair?

Slythe:
That's right. And then the Thundercats are plant-food, yes?

Lynx-O:
[good-naturedly to Snarf] More haste, less speed, my loyal furry friend.

Slythe:
That Alluro really came up with a winner this time, even if was by accident.

Lion-O:
[the giant beetle who stole it earlier shows up] Nice of you to bring me my Sword. But this whole scene is beginning to *bug* me.

Lion-O:
I never thought I'd owe a plant a favor, but thanks.

Wilykat:
This thing's stronger than a Thunderean prison!

Wilykat:
[laughing after the plant trying ot devour him releases him when Pumyra beat the picnic basket against it and it went after the contents] Well, how about that! It looks like our friend prefers Snarf's wonderberry muffins to a nice tasty Thunderkitten!

Wilykat:
[caught in the cocoon] Get us out of here, please!

Lion-O:
[laughs] Are you sure you want out? If you stay in there long enough, you might turn into a butterfly.

Snarf:
What do we do now? Lion-O's in trouble!

Lynx-O:
[touching his head] I - I know, Snarf, I know. But we'll never be able to help them if we panic now. So, calm down, and mix the contents of those two test-tubes.

Snarf:
Oh... I just hope you know what you're doing.

Lynx-O:
[putting his hand on his chest] So do I, Snarf. So do I.

Lion-O:
Well, I guess we better get back to the Lair, and figure out how to put everything back to normal.

Wilykat:
[in the cocoon-binding with Kat and Pumyra] Hey!

Wilykat, Wilykat:
What about us?

Lion-O:
Huh? Wilykit, Wilykat? Why, I didn't realize you were still hanging around.

Wilykat, Wilykat:
Oh, no!/Oh, Lion-O!

[last lines]

Wilykat:
Gee, I don't know if we *should* go to New Thundera. We might miss something exciting, right here! [laughs with Kit]

Panthro:
Be careful.

Tygra:
As a cat.

Tygra:
[to the Head of Cats' Lair] Lookin' good, big guy.

Panthro:
[the tank crashes] How do you feel?

Wilykat:
With my fingers!

Mumm-Ra:
Nothing is without a taint of evil spirit.

Mumm-Ra:
The Sword works for Lion-O, but perhaps it will work in the hand of some other pure spirit as well.

Slythe:
That leaves all of us out.

Panthro:
It's impossible that you have that, but obiously you do.

Tygra:
Obviously, I have a lot to apologize for.

Panthro:
Not you, Tygra. That was some other person. We're just thankful you had the strength to pull yourself out of it in time.

Panthro:
Who could stand up to a Thundercat gone bad?

Jaga:
Better an honest enemy than a false friend, Lion-O. You must learn to tell which is which.

Lion-O:
You made a mistake, but mistakes can be valuable if you learn from them.

Tygra:
That sounds like Jaga talking.

Lion-O:
[sees a sunbeam fall] Maybe that's Jaga giving me permission to quote him.

[a rainbow forms from it]

Cheetara:
[on what knocked Panthro from his control-seat] There's a... force in here. An alien force.

Wilykat:
And it's stronger than... Panthro!

Panthro:
Stronger than me? Not likely!

Lion-O:
Jaga! Take my strength!

Jaga:
No... Lion-O... no!

Lion-O:
I command you, Jaga! As Lord of the Thundercats, I command you to take my strength!

Tygra:
Was there ever a battle such as this?

Cheetara:
[of the one collapsed and fell off the wall after giving away his energy] I just hope Lion-O survives it.

Lion-O:
You've... won, Jaga. As I knew you must.

Jaga:
No, Lion-O. It was the Lord of the Thundercats who won this day.

Wilykat:
I have a feeling, my nine lives are up!

Wilykat:
[he landed on his board in standing position so fell off until Kit drifted under him to re-catch him] And I thought they said practice makes perfect!

Mumm-Ra:
Don't worry about Char, Thundercats. He's just stunned. If you want to worry, worry about me. For I have the Golden Sphere of Seti.

Lion-O:
It's not over until it's over, Mumm-Ra.

Char:
Who's going to pay for the damage to my wonderful Flying Furnace?

Lion-O:
Mumm-Ra's responsible for all this, and Mumm-Ra will pay.

Hachiman:
[sees that where he is about to crash-land is the mountains] Ah. Good.

Hachiman:
Hear me, lords of light! Prepare me for battle against the dark!

Hachiman:
A man who allows others to do his fighting for him is truly a coward.

Mumm-Ra:
You will never survive this outrage, samurai.

Mumm-Ra:
[sinks after repowering after the Thunder-Cutter struck two statues] Why do I feel so weakened?

Hachiman:
Your evil lords pass their powers to you through the man-beast statues. That is why you are so weak.

Mumm-Ra:
Weak? I'll show you weak, samurai.

Mumm-Ra:
You have lived by the sword, and you will be destroyed by the sword.

Hachiman:
[Scooper panics when he teleports to him] Easy. Easy. I am a friend. You have nothing to fear, loyal one. I am here to help.

Hachiman:
[thinking] There is a risk, a chance of disaster. But life itself is a chance.

Lion-O:
It seems we owe you a vote of thanks, my friend.

Hachiman:
You owe me nothing, Thundercats. Although I have freed you from your prison, I cannot restore you to your full size.

Mumm-Ra:
He who laughs last laughs loudest, samurai.

Cheetara:
He may not be the bravest creature in the world, but he's certainly the most loyal.

Hachiman:
And no one could ask for more than that. [laughs as Scooper licks his face]

Wilykit:
He didn't even wait for us to say thank you.

Lion-O:
He doesn't do anything for thanks. He has his own motives, his own honor.

Snarfer:
We'll never make it back in time to rescue them.

Lynx-O:
We have to try.

Tygra:
Mumm-Ra. Bigger and uglier than ever.

Mumm-Ra:
[laughing] Destruction is too easy a fate for you. No. I will not destroy you. I will bury you alive. You will be trapped for all eternity in that prison of stone!

Lynx-O:
Pull yourself together, Snarf. You're a Thundercat.

Lynx-O:
Once you're inside, show the Guardian of the Book of Omens that you have the Key of Thundera, and ask him how we can defeat Mumm-Ra.

Snarf:
But - what happens if he doesn't know?

Lynx-O:
The Book of Omens holds all the Thundercats' secrets. The Guardian *must* know.

Snarf:
[groaning and clutching his head] But if he doesn't know, I'll be stuck in the Book forever.

Lynx-O:
More to the point, Snarf, is what happens if you *don't* get into the Book?

Snarf:
Third Earth will be destroyed, and the Thundercats with it. I'll do it!

Wilykit:
Where are we? How will we get out of here?

Cheetara:
I - I don't know. But I sense a friend is near. And he will help us.

Jaga:
[appears to transport them with him in a ray from his hand] You cannot see or hear me, Thundercats. But you must not lose hope. There may still be a way to free you from this place.

Lion-O:
[he appears] Jaga! You've come to help!

Jaga:
Not just me, Lion-O. [opens his cape to reveal the forms of the others] They cannot see or hear us, Lion-O. They are trapped in limbo.

Lion-O:
Tell me what to do, Jaga.

Jaga:
[causing him to gasp] I will enter the Eye of Thundera, Lion-O. And I will take the other Thundercats with me. The strength of all the Thundercats will combine within the Eye of Thundera. That may give the Sword of Omens the force you need to break out of this rocky prison.

Lion-O:
[takes out the Sword] Then, by all the powers of Thundera, let's do it!

Snarf:
I've got the Key, the Bracelet of Power, the Jade Dragon - sorry it's broken - the Chain of Loyalty, the Mirror of Truth, and all the rest of the stuff.

Mumm-Ra:
My time may be limited, Thundercat, but your time is up!

[last lines]

Lion-O:
Thundercats, this is a happy day. Mumm-Ra, the Mutants, and the Lunatacs have all been exiled from Third Earth. Third Earth is finally safe for all our friends. So now it is time for the Thundercats to return to New Thundera, and rebuild *our* home planet. Thundercats...

Lynx-O, Cheetara, Panthro, Tygra, Pumyra, Wilykit, Wilykat, Bengali:
[responding to his raising the Sword with Snarf and Snarfer] HO!

[first lines]

Snowman:
Oh, b-r-r-r-r-r-r-r! Twenty below! Just the kind of weather we like. Right, Snowmeow?

Snarf:
I'm spending the day at the Tower of Omens, showing that nephew of mine how to hook up the tracking-beam.

Panthro:
Need any help?

Snarf:
No, I don't, thank you! I may not be the super-heroic type, but I'm perfectly capable of installing a tracking-unit.

Lion-O:
[laughs] Snarf, anybody who can put up with all of us is pretty super-heroic in my book.

Snowman:
I cannot leave, Snowmeow. I've got to keep this fire from spreading and burning the whole forest. You bring the Thundercats, and hurry.

Chilla:
Pure thundrilium.

Luna:
[laughs] Lucky for us these Third Earthers are too cowardly to mine it.

Mad Bubbler:
[forming behind laughing] Lucky for me, you're not.

Cheetara:
Making any progress?

Snarfer:
Oh, you betcha. Yessiree bob. No problems. [Snarf connects two wires and is shocked so jumps and ends up in a control-seat resulting in the wires' being bound around him] Well, uh, [clears throat] maybe a minor snag.

Snarf:
Minor snag? I'd hate to see what he calls a major snag.

Panthro:
Typical Lunatac behavior: too busy fighting amongst themselves to get anything accomplished.

Mad Bubbler:
In every heart, there are the seeds of evil.

Mad Bubbler:
You will be the seeds of your own destruction!

Chilla:
That mine is inoperable for our purposes.

Luna:
But look on the bright side.

Chilla:
There are three Thundercats in there who are never coming out. [both laugh]

Snarf:
Now, uh, just keep a cool head, Snarfer, and everything will be fine.

Snarfer:
Sure thing, Uncle Snarf. No sweat. [jumps at a noise] YAAAH!

Mad Bubbler:
Welcome, my doomed friend. Destroy, or be destroyed! [disappears laughing]

Snarf:
[getting over choking in the same bubble as him which just popped] Wha'd he say?

Snarfer:
Beats me, uncle. Some character, huh?

Cheetara:
What happened in there?

Tygra:
Snarf. Snarfer. You saved our lives in there.

Snarf:
All in a day's work, Tygra.

Snarfer:
That's what we Snarfs are here for.

Cheetara:
You and Snarfer earned your day's pay. No doubt about it.

Pumyra:
You both performed bravely.

Lion-O:
And wasn't it you, Snarf, who said this morning you weren't the super-heroic type? No, it couldn't have been.

Snarfer:
And to think I thought that life on Third Earth was liable to be dull.

[last lines]

Snarfer:
Uh, I think you've got those reversed, Uncle Snarf.

Snarf:
I know what I'm doing now, nephew. This is an E-frequency, and this is an impulse-conductor. You put them together, and...

Panthro:
No, Snarf!

Snarf:
[is shocked and ends up in a long slow spin in the control-seat with the few wires around him] I guess maybe I'd better stick to super-heroics, and leave the electronics to Panthro. It's safer. [he groans and everyone else laughs]

[first lines]

Snarf:
Here it comes again! [leaps off the windowsill while everyone else flatten themselves beneath the Council table as the Thunderstrike, flying crazily, blazes toward the window then veers upward] Isn't Lynx-O a little old for joyriding?

Panthro:
Lynx-O is a grand old warrior who has fought every form of evil. What could his hands have seen to affect him so terribly?

Mumm-Ra:
Do you know the Treetop Kingdom of the Warrior Maidens?

Chilla:
That pack of muscle-bound Brawnhildas?

Nayda:
Hold! Don't come one step closer!

Chilla:
I don't know why I even waste my breath on you.

[freezes her]

Willa:
Gotta get help. Thundercats, ho!

Tugmug:
[being attacked by a volley of arrows] Winter had better come early this year, Chilla.

Tugmug:
[running behind it after it effects Chilla] Stone! The mask turned her to stone! Well, you won't get me, creep.

Mumm-Ra:
Poor little Lunatacs. But I had to see if the mask really did turn things to stone.

Lion-O:
Sword of Omens, give me Sight Beyond Sight!

Nayda:
[Mumm-Ra in disguise] *I'll* give you a sight!

[last lines]

Lynx-O:
Just remember: actions taken in a fit of anger are seldom successful.

Panthro:
And I guess there's nothing heroic about losing your temper.

Lion-O:
Yeah. Hotheads get turned to stone and miss all the fun.

Bengali:
You call being a living earache fun?

[everyone else laughs]

Snarf:
Why am I out here? He's all grown now. But I can't help myself.

Lead Micrit:
Just because you can't see something doesn't mean it's not there.

Lion-O:
If you will trust me not to harm you, I will trust you not to harm my friend here. I'll leave him with you.

Snarf:
[tensely] Lion-O...

Lead Micrit:
Very well. But I warn you: any treachery and you'll never find your friend again.

Lion-O:
[is released, stands] I'll be back.

Lead Micrit:
You have until dawn.

Snarf:
Hurry, Lion-O...

[Lion-O nods and runs off, he turns to the Micrits and grins tentatively]

Snarf:
You fellas know how to play chess?

Lion-O:
I kept my word, Micrit.

Lead Micrit:
You did indeed, Thundercat. And so, I will release your friend.

Snarf:
Not so fast, Micrit. We have business to finish.

[gestures to one of the Micrits he is using as a chess-piece, who advances and forces one of the leader's opposing players to move]

Snarf:
Checkmate, I belive.

[laughs]

Panthro:
There's a heavy-duty meteor-shower right in your flight-path. You'd better give it the body-swerve if you want to stay healthy.