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[NARRATOR]
In our last episode,

Captain Gloval
ordered his troops

to accompany Breetai
on a unique mission.

They were to persuade
the remaining Zentraedi,

stationed at a remote
Robotech factory,

to join them in their
quest for freedom.

The mission did not turn
out exactly as planned.

[WOMAN over radio] Transport UN,
you are cleared to land

at vector pad 17.

Reverse thrusters
at my count, over.

[PILOT] Roger, Tower.
Awaiting your count.

Cleared to pad 17.

[WOMAN over radio]
On my count.

Five, four, three,

two, one.

Shutdown.

Welcome to the
Robotech factory.

You are cleared to
disembark your passengers.

[NARRATOR]
Admiral Gloval is well aware

of the Robotech
factory's capability

to manufacture desperately
needed weapons.

For the people of Earth,
these weapons spell

the difference between
survival and destruction.

[COMPUTER VOICE]
Make ready units 152 to 158

for protobolt adjustments
and laser-bond processes.

Units 159 to 165
are on line

for radio-krypto
equipment encoding.

[NARRATOR] Although the
initial presentations

at Admiral Gloval's
inspection tour have gone well,

the results of the damage

inflicted by the previous
Zentraedi attacks

soon become evident.

[COMPUTER VOICE]
Warning: Shutdown.

Warning: Damage.

[WORKER]
Side trace computer

and go to manual
Protoculture shutdown.

[NARRATOR] The Robotech
equipment is down again.

Although uninterrupted
production

of the defensive units
would not ensure safety

against inevitable attack,

the situation,
as it stands now,

is desperate.

[WORKER] Status report
on the way, sir.

We'll be right here.

[MANAGER] Maintenance
to process center at once.

[EXEDORE]
How are you, sir?

Not as well as I was hoping.

When can you start
operating again?

I'm afraid the situation
is worse than first thought.

We may be down permanently.

Are you sure the reports
are accurate, Exedore?

[EXEDORE]
Mm-hmm.

[CLAUDIA gasps]

Our defense depends
on continued operation.

[GLOVAL]
Never mind.

Do whatever you can,
and do it quickly.

Carry on.

[NARRATOR]
In the meantime,

20 light years away...

[YOUNG ZOR 1]
I think that the best plan

is to completely educate

another deprivation
tank tissue

so that by the time
we get it to Earth,

it will appear a Micronian.

Why do you think
this clone

will be different
than the others

that have been
generated and failed?

[YOUNG ZOR 1]
Such insolence!

Have you forgotten the basic
matrix generation process

and our time requirement?

We must begin
programming the tissue now

so that if there is a failure,

we can try again
with the remaining tissues.

After all, there are only
14 remaining in the tank,

and how many of us do you think
will survive the trip to Earth?

It is my judgment
that we proceed.

[YOUNG ZOR 2]
All right, but one more thing.

Why don't we check
the matrix figures

on the remaining Protoculture?

But why?
They've been rechecked.

We don't even have enough
to make the hyperspace jump

to Earth's solar system.

[YOUNG ZOR 3]
Hmmm, if that is correct,

then we have no choice

but to proceed
with your new plan.

So then, we begin
the trip under impulse power

and rely on the cell tissue
to complete our mission.

Yes, because that
is the only chance

of regaining the control
of the Protoculture.

After all, look at what
is left of their culture.

Observe and survey
the remnants

of their once
great civilizations.

We must have the
Protoculture furnace

if it has not been destroyed.

Then we will have what we need
to control the entire universe.

So, even if it takes 20 years

and the last developing
clone from our tank,

we have no choice
but to proceed.

I can see no other solution.

So, if there is
nothing further...

Old Council is with you.

We acknowledge your wisdom

and appreciate the generosity
of your support, Elder.

And we want you to know

that it's out of loyalty
to you and our forefathers

that we have decided thus.

We understand the importance
this mission holds,

not only for ourselves,
but for all intelligent life.

Proceed with your plan then,

but know there can be
no margin for error

without grave consequences.

The future of all cultures,
including ours,

is in your hands.

[NARRATOR] Meanwhile,
the quest for peace on Earth

becomes more desperate.

[WOMAN over radio]
Veritech Squadron Leader,

we have a disturbance
in New Detroit City.

- -Can you respond?
- -[RICK] Roger, Control.

We're approximately
three minutes ETA,

New Detroit City.

Listen up, we're on alert.

Hit your afterburners
and follow my lead.

[RICK]
Well, here we go again.

[NARRATOR]
With the Veritech fighters

on the way to handle a
seemingly routine disturbance,

the severity and magnitude
of the chaos in New Detroit City

continues to increase
moment by moment.

[WORKER] Th-They've stolen
the Protoculture chamber.

Stop them.

[GIANT 1] Hurry up.
Move it, move it!

[DRIVER 1] I'm driving
as fast as I can!

[GIANT 2]
Oh, oh.

Quick hit the
laser-sentry posts.

[GIANT 3]
Right away!

[MAN]
Run for your life!

[GIANT 2] Keep shooting
at anything that moves.

- -[GIANT 1 laughing]
- -[GIANT 3] We're home free now!

[RICK] We're over the
disturbance now, Control.

I see them.

Left Wing, go in low
and give 'em a warning.

[PILOT]
Roger.

Okay, men, let's go!

[GIANT 1] Hey, we've got
fighters on our tail.

Heads up!

[GIANT 3]
They're in my sights!

[RICK]
Left Wing, knock the gunner

off the lead unit
immediately!

[PILOT]
Roger. Going in low.

[GIANT 1]
Watch out!

That one's going to
hit us. Shoot him!

[GIANT 1]
Hold it! Stop the vehicle!

[DRIVER 1]
Be careful up there!

[GIANT 1]
Hold on. Watch the road.

[RICK] Don't move or
you'll be destroyed.

[RICK]
It's useless to resist.

You're completely surrounded.

You must understand
that what you've done

is unacceptable behavior
by human standards

and that you will be punished.

Move aside. We will now secure
the Protoculture chamber.

[NARRATOR] In the ice
and snow further north,

Khyron's ships have landed

and are hiding from the
remaining free-Earth forces.

Outside, the aliens
prepare for battle,

while inside the main ship...

Idiot. Your feeble plan
has failed us again.

[GREL] I'm sorry, sir,
but they failed to eliminate

the communications center
and the Veritechs.

Enough, Grel!

Our soldiers couldn't
even defend themselves.

[GREL] But, sir,
if you'd only listen to--

Shut up, Grel.

Your leadership ability

has been getting worse
and worse every day.

- -Well, I wouldn't exactly say--
- -[KHYRON] Ha!

Do not interrupt. I say that
you should have had no trouble

in capturing the
Protoculture chamber.

Look, it might appear as
though this is my fault,

but the truth of the matter
is that our power--

Enough! I don't want to hear
one more excuse out of you.

Stop arguing, Azonia.

Grel, I want you to listen.
Understand me?

[GREL]
Sir, I'm listening.

Excellent! Because my
reputation is at stake here,

and I need that Protoculture
chamber to save face.

And if I don't get it,
I shan't spare yours.

You understand me?
Now, get out of here!

- -Yes, sir.
- -Now, Grel.

[GREL]
Yes, sir. I'm going.

[AZONIA]
Tell me confidentially, Khyron,

do you really think
he can handle it?

I certainly hope,
for our sakes, that this time

he is able to do exactly
what I told him to.

You know how to handle
your soldiers, Khyron--

[KHYRON]
Stop it, Azonia.

Now, listen. There is something
I couldn't tell Grel,

but that I'm going to tell you.

I'm going after that
Protoculture machine myself.

I can't count on him to do it.

I want you to stay here and
take command while I am gone.

Hmm. This is starting
to get good.

[RICK]
That's it. That's it.

Just a little more,
and we're fine.

[CROWD mumbling]

[RICK]
Fine, fine.

Keep it coming...
Slowly now.

Easy... Easy...

Now, bring it down.

Okay, good, good.

Perfect, perfect,
just a little more now.

[RICK]
Huh?

It's Minmei!

[MAYOR]
Oh, look, Minmei.

Isn't that your friend,
Captain Hunter?

Yes, it is.

[MAYOR] Excuse me,
Captain Hunter, I'm the Mayor.

Is anything the matter?

[RICK]
Yes, sir, there is.

May I be of any assistance?

[RICK]
Yes, sir. Thank you.

I need you to provide
security for this machine.

I can't do that.

The reason being that most
of the population here

is Zentraedi, as you can see.

I'm afraid that this machine,
as you call it,

would only create dissent
here among the people.

We all know what it's for.

Yes, I'm sure you do know

what this particular
machine is for, sir.

And that's just one reason
why I need your help in this.

This Protoculture chamber
must be properly protected.

[MAYOR]
Mm-hmm.

There are always those
who will misuse power

if given the chance,

and the power
this chamber holds

could be very dangerous
in the wrong hands.

[CROWD clamoring]

[MAYOR]
See my problem, Captain?

I know that the last
thing you want

is trouble here in
New Detroit, Mr. Mayor,

but there's one thing
that remains clear.

Misuse of the chamber
would be disastrous.

[MAYOR]
But what can I do?

We must all cooperate

to protect the
Protoculture chamber.

You must do your part.

[KYLE]
Then tell all the facts.

[RICK]
Military business, Kyle.

Don't interrupt us.

This isn't just
military business.

It's everyone's, Captain,

because you're talking about

is the Zentraedi's right
to change back into giants

whenever they want.

You've got to be kidding.

If you think I'm kidding,
you're a bigger fool

than I ever
dreamed possible, Captain.

And I'm sure that most
of the people in this city

would agree with me on this.

- -Isn't that right?
- -[CROWD] Yeah!

[MINMEI]
Get out of here, Rick,

before there's trouble.

[KYLE]
See what I'm saying?

[RICK]
Oh, Minmei!

[KYLE]
Well, do you?

[KYLE]
So, he's still in love with her.

[KYLE]
Hmph! Listen now!

When they take away your right
to use the Protoculture chamber,

it's the first step
toward martial law.

This Protoculture chamber
should be controlled

by the citizens of this city.

- -[MAN 1] You tell 'em, Kyle!
- -[WOMAN] That's right.

This is our city.

[MAN 2] You'd better
listen to us right now!

[GIANT 1] Hey, why don't you
climb back into your plane

and get out of here
while you still can.

Listen to me, please!
Thank you.

Now isn't it better
to have this machine

secure from people who
would use it against you

than to endanger
the whole city--

All of your lies are making
me sick to my stomach!

Go on now. Get out of here!

[WOMAN] We don't want help
from your kind anyway!

We're not going to
take this anymore!

[MAYOR] You see, these people
mean business, Captain.

I've heard enough, okay?

This is a piece of
military hardware,

and I've been ordered
to make sure

it doesn't fall into
the wrong hands,

and I fully intend on carrying
out my orders, understand?

[GIANT 1]
Oh, yeah?

[GIANT 2]
We'll see about that.

This is your last warning.

Leave here now!

[CROWD chanting]
Leave here now! Leave here now!

Leave here now!

[MAYOR] Please, Captain,
you have to go.

[CROWD continues chanting]
Leave here now! Leave here now!

[MINMEI] Oh, Kyle,
how could you do this to me?

Rick. Oh, Rick. Rick!

[NARRATOR]
Khyron's soldiers gather

for the attack orders that
spell doom for New Detroit.

[KHYRON] Listen to me.
We are the last true Zentraedi.

We must capture the
Protoculture chamber.

No sacrifice can be
considered too great.

We shall succeed. Follow me!

[NARRATOR]
Later that day,

inside New Detroit City's
exposition center,

the Protoculture chamber

is placed carefully
in its new home.

[WORKER]
Gently...

That's it, good job!

[MAYOR]
Hmm. Will it be safe?

- -[KYLE] Huh?
- -Nothing.

Is something
bothering you, Mr. Mayor?

It's just--
Well, I was just thinking

about the consequences
of having the chamber here

should we be attacked.

I only hope we did
the right thing.

A lot of friendly
Zentraedi citizens live here.

They'd help us, you know.

I hope you're right.

[KYLE] Don't worry,
we did the right thing

and the people
appreciate it.

And besides,
this Protoculture chamber

rightfully belongs to
the Zentraedi people.

[clears throat]

[KYLE] There's nothing
to worry about.

- -Trust me.
- -[MAYOR] Yeah.

[RICK]
Go ahead, Left Wing.

[PILOT]
Sir, it's bothering me.

All that power...

Leaving it here and--
Never mind.

No, please,
speak freely, okay?

Well, I just hate to see

a bunch of innocent
people get hurt

because of some
harebrained troublemaker.

Yeah, so do I.

[KHYRON]
Remember our mission.

Fight to the end.

Find the Protoculture chamber.

For, no matter
what the sacrifice,

it's for a greater
cause than life itself.

[MAYOR]
Yes, you're right.

A Minmei concert

promoting goodwill and
brotherhood in our city

would be great.

Well? Well, Minmei?

Of course, she'll do it.

The whole city will want
to come see the show.

By the way,
we seat 3,000 here.

And wait till you see
our lighting system.

Open the curtain, Pops,
and hit the main spots.

[POPS]
Sure thing, Mr. Mayor.

Pssst. Hey, Minmei.

What seems to be the
problem today, anyway?

You're going to
upset the Mayor.

I just don't feel
like singing.

And why not?

'Cause I don't feel
this place is safe

with the Protoculture
chamber here

and because of what you
did to Captain Hunter.

He did save my life,
you know.

You make it sound like it's
a lot more than that, Minmei.

Well, you asked me,
so I told you.

Well, I just wish you weren't
so upset, that's all.

We're in no danger here,

and it didn't hurt your fly-boy
to have his feathers ruffled.

[POPS] Okay, Mr. Mayor,
ready or not.

[MAYOR]
Yeah, how about that?

I think the whole place
looks great, sir.

- -[MAYOR] Why, thank you.
- -[rumbling]

[MINMEI, KYLE scream]

[POPS]
What's that?

Sounded like an
explosion to me.

[rumbling]

[KYLE]
Quick, let's get outside.

[MAYOR]
I'm afraid our worst fears

have come to pass.

- -[MINMEI] Look!
- -[MAYOR] Yeah...

[MAN]
Run, run for your lives!

[MAN screaming]

[MINMEI screaming]

[NARRATOR]
In the SDF-1 Conference Center,

unaware of the alien attack
in New Detroit...

[RICK] And we had no
choice but to leave, sir.

[GLOVAL]
Hmm. I want to commend you

for using good judgment
in a very difficult situation.

Exedore?

I have finished my research
on the relationship

between Protoculture
and the Zentraedi.

They were developed
by the Robotech Masters

for the sole purpose
of fighting.

You're saying that other
beings created our race

through Protoculture?

Uh... Mm-hmm.
That's correct.

It is as I thought.

Correct me if
I'm wrong, Exedore.

Over 500,000 years ago,

that race discovered and
developed Protoculture.

It was extremely proud

of its advanced and
powerful civilization.

Just after discovering
Robotechnology,

they decided to develop an
intergalactic police force

to protect themselves from
any hostile alien lifeforms.

Through proto-genetic
engineering,

a race of giants was created

solely for the
purpose of fighting

to keep the peace.

[EXEDORE] But the newly
created race of giants

had ideas of their own.

Incorrect programming,

combined with
their physical size,

proved to be a problem.

[GLOVAL] Soon they began
fighting among themselves,

but then they realized they
were so superior physically

compared to their creators,

that nothing could
stand in their way.

If they had been
originally programmed

with feelings and emotions,

such as love, trust,
and empathy,

the fighting and
destruction that ensued

would probably
not have taken place.

So the great Robotech
civilization collapsed,

caught in the crossfire
of the fighting giants

they had created.

And those giants evolved
into the Zentraedi.

[EXEDORE]
Excellent, Admiral.

[GLOVAL]
Thank you, Exedore.

And now if there
are no questions,

let's go on to the next
piece of business.

I'm getting high
reflexactivity readings.

Soon I will have that
Protoculture chamber.

All Battlepods converge
on my signal immediately.

[explosions]

[MINMEI screaming]

[KYLE]
What have I done?

What have I done?

[MAN over radio]
They've over-run our position,

and they're heading your way.

[MAYOR]
This could be it.

[MAN shudders]

Oh, we've lost the
Protoculture chamber!

[EXEDORE] Before we go on,
Admiral Gloval,

I think there should
be some discussion.

I, for one,
am quite impressed

that you know so much
about our race.

[MIRIYA]
I have a question.

Are the people of
Earth Protocultured?

From what we have learned,
I would say probably not.

Well, then, Exedore,
can you explain

why our genetic structures
are identical?

A coincidence of
genetic engineering.

- -[IMAX] Huh?
- -[GLOVAL] Please explain.

[EXEDORE]
Proto-genetic engineering

may have had an influence
on your predecessors,

but they were definitely
not Protocultured.

A coincidence?
Exedore, the odds on that

are a trillion-billion to one!

Phew!

Well, Commander,

the odds of our
coexisting together,

they might be even greater.

So the truth is,

although our races are similar,
they are not the same.

My race was Protoculturally
devoid of everything

but the genetically
engineered desire to fight.

My people evolved as
toys for our creators,

the Robotech Masters,

toys of destruction.

[NARRATOR] Regardless
of all the talk of battle,

the SDF-1 remains virtually
a useless shell,

following its last great battle
to defeat Dolza's armada.

[RICK]
"A toy of destruction,"

that's what
he called himself.

[LISA]
Yes.

Genetically programmed
for fighting.

It's pretty sad.

If you ask me,
it sounds a lot like us.

[RICK]
Hmm?

Aren't we always fighting?

Oh, come on, Lisa,
that's not fair.

I wasn't trying to be.

- -Just making a point.
- -Oh?

[CLAUDIA] Rick, Lisa!
Oh, I'm glad I found you two.

[LISA]
What's going on?

Zentraedi warships
attacked New Detroit.

When was it?

[CLAUDIA]
Their communication signal

was lost about 10 minutes ago,

and their phone lines were cut.

One of our recon ships
spotted the fighting.

[LISA]
Rick, it's not your fault.

- -No!
- -[LISA] Don't blame yourself.

You know, I knew something
terrible like this

was going to happen.

[MAN over radio] Skull Leader,
you are cleared for takeoff.

[EXEDORE]
I'd say the chances are that,

no matter how much they
are exposed to humans,

the Zentraedis are still
a war-loving race.

Yes, but many of your people

have discovered an entirely
different kind of life

here on Earth, Exedore.

You shouldn't be
so hard on yourself.

Admiral Gloval is right.

Many of your people supported
peace from the start,

and most still do.

I agree that many want it.

It's just that I now worry about
those who still want to fight.

You understand,
don't you, Admiral?

[GLOVAL]
Mmm, yes.

[EXEDORE] Doesn't it seem
strange that no matter how far

even superior civilizations
have progressed,

there never seems
to be a solution

to the problem of war?

[GLOVAL]
How true.

That applies to humans too.

In fact, no species
in the cosmos

has ever turned
its back on war.

Yes, regrettably,
I have to agree,

as much as I wish
it were not so.

[RICK] I can't believe
that this has happened.

It was my responsibility.

It was my job to secure
the Protoculture chamber,

but I let Kyle and those people
influence me, and now...

Look at this! If I had
only followed orders,

this would never
have happened.

[NARRATOR] While Rick
and the Veritech squadron

survey the damage
and begin searching

for the stolen
Protoculture chamber,

a human drama takes on
greater significance

in the rubble below.

- -[KYLE] Come on.
- -[car engine stalling]

[MINMEI] Hurry, Kyle,
they could be coming back.

[KYLE]
I'm doing the best I can.

You crummy,
no-good pile of junk!

[MINMEI] Why did I let
Kyle do that to Rick?

I could have stopped him,

and none of this
would have happened.

And now look at the
mess we're in.

If I had just helped
Rick when he--

All right! Ah-ha!

Come on, Minmei,
hurry up and get in.

Minmei?
Minmei, I said get in.

Now, hurry up, Minmei.
Come on, let's go.

[NARRATOR] Khyron has taken
the Protoculture chamber

back to his command ship.

The lines of Zentraedi
grow longer and longer,

minute by minute,

as they wait to be
converted back

into the giant fighting
warriors they once were.

As each newly sized Zentraedi
steps from the chamber,

and as his army grows
larger and larger,

Khyron celebrates.

[laughs]

Now that I've got
the chamber back,

I'll rebuild my army
and crush them all, ha!

[laughing continues]

[MINMEI]
Okay, I'm getting in.

Huh?

Minmei!

Here, hold this.

[MINMEI]
Look!

Kyle, please don't leave yet.
It's Rick!

[KYLE]
We're late now!

[RICK]
Hello. Hey, wait a minute.

It's me! Wait!

Minmei.

[KYLE]
Turn around, Minmei!

Goodbye, Rick.

[RICK]
Wonder why they didn't stop?

[RICK]
I just hope she'll be safe

with all the fighting
going on down there.

When will all of this be over?

[EXEDORE] No species ever
turned its back on war.

[GLOVAL]
The odds of our coexisting,

they might be even greater.

[EXEDORE]
My race was Protoculturally

void of everything except
the desire to fight.

[EXEDORE] We were developed
as toys for our creators,

the Robotech Masters.

We are toys of destruction.

[NARRATOR]
Next time on Robotech,

Khyron succeeds in capturing
Minmei and Kyle.

He uses them in a plot
to gain control of the SDF-1.

The mission to rescue Earth's
most honored celebrities

becomes near pandemonium.

Be sure to watch next time
for "Broken Heart,"

the latest chapter in the
amazing saga of Robotech.

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