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[NARRATOR] Up to now, the Robotech Masters'

main problem in recovering the last known supply

of Protoculture has been restricted

to a constant battle

with The Army of the Southern Cross.

Recent loses by Earth forces did little to dissuade

the valiant troops of the United Earth Government

and on the eve of yet another attack,

the Robotech Masters have detected a new

and more deadly threat:

an Invid sensor nebula.

With the appearance of this migrant gaseous cloud

that scans the universe in search of Protoculture,

the Robotech Masters' worst fears might be realized.

That the Invid will be coming

to consume their "Flower of Life."

[OFFICER] This is 7-Alpha.

We're realigning weight distribution

from starboard to port.

Scanning altitude is approximately 24,000 kilometers,

showing no sign of intrusion.

Sector five scan results are also negative.

Location of the Robotech ship is 36,000 kilometers.

Yes. And defense plan A is complete.

Good. Tell them to stand by in first alert position.

Yes, sir.

[ROCHELLE] Attention, Spacecraft Force

and all flagships.

Stand by in first alert position.

I repeat. Stand by in first alert position.

[ROLF] I wish there was some way

we could get to Moon base Luna

without having to battle the bioroids.

But we have to be prepared for anything.

[DANA] Wow! This is fun!

Yay!

- -[BOWIE] Nice playing, Dana. - -[DANA] Thanks.

- -[LOUIE] Not bad. - -Not bad?

Well, why don't we bet a chocolate bar on that.

Be my guest.

Let's make that two chocolate bars.

It's a game I made myself.

I'll even give you a handicap

and take a thousand points off my score.

[LOUIE] I'll teach you to tangle with Louie the Invincible.

Here we go!

What?

[ALL laugh, chatter]

[LOUIE] Huh?

[LOUIE chuckles] There must be a few bugs in it.

- -It's hopeless. - -Apparently.

Two chocolate bars.

[LOUIE] Ehh, not yet.

[DANA] Come on, Louie. Give up.

Blam, blam, blam!

[LOUIE] Ohh!

Hey, Louie, you end up with a negative score.

I don't understand. It was perfect before.

What's wrong?

I won. You lost the bet.

Sorry. Better luck next time.

[LOUIE] Uh...

You may have programmed the game, Louie,

but you'll be beaten every time

unless you aim at the bull's-eye.

What do you think I'm hitting?!

[ALL laugh]

Huh? Bowie?

I think I'll be going now. See you later. Bye.

[DANA] What's keeping you out so late these days?

Ah, you know how it is. I'm just playing piano.

Playing the piano.

That's about all that boy can think about anymore.

It's the single life. That's what he's running from.

No. The problem is he's still a kid.

Oh! The second lieutenant

is beginning to talk like an officer.

Sean, Don't you get smart with me!

Ouch! Ow, ow, ow, ow!

[SEAN laughs]

[grunts]

[ROLF] Attention.

Earth Defense Corp and all flagships.

Stand by in second alert position

until further orders are given.

Repeat.

Earth Defense Corp and all flagships.

Stand by in second alert position

until further orders are given.

[RADAR TECH] Monitors indicate that we are now entering

the outer fringe of the nebula.

[ROLF] Hm?

[RADAR TECH] The Robotech Masters' ship is now

on the main screen.

- -There it is! - -Their command ship.

Let's widen the monitor field.

Monitor field increased by 120, sir.

Do their movements indicate an attack?

The monitors indicate no sign of attack.

Their movements are strictly routine.

The only movement we detect is in that gaseous nebula.

The Robotech ship shows no activity.

Let's move in now with a surprise attack.

Not so fast.

Our first and foremost goal is to orbit Moon base Luna.

Right.

What is our current altitude?

38,000 kilometers. We are 2,000 kilometers

from escaping the edge of the nebula.

[PILOT] Everything looks calm from out here.

[RADAR TECH] Two thousand kilometers.

One thousand. Five hundred.

Four hundred. Three hundred.

Two hundred. One hundred.

Fifty. Twenty. Ten. Zero.

Ah! We've passed it.

Stand by in the third alert position

but keep your eyes on that Robotech ship.

[ALIEN] Masters! Attention, Robotech Masters.

The Southern Cross Earth Defense Corps

heading toward the moon has passed Nebula Area 21.

They must be relieved to have passed our zone

without confrontation.

Prepare to destroy them.

[DANA] Huh?

[LOUIE] I'm going to get back

those two candy bars I lost to you.

Just one more little adjustment and you're in for a surprise.

[DANA] Come on, Louie. You can't beat

a born warrior like me.

Not even with all your technological tricks.

You think so, huh?

Of course the plan begins at Moon base orbit,

but nobody knows what might happen.

[MAN] Hey, look at what he's doing.

Huh?

[clamoring]

[BOTH] Huh?

[LOUIE] All right!

You haven't missed one bioroid at all.

- -[DANA] Hey! Great! - -[LOUIE] Phew!

You like that?

It's perfect.

It seems as if there's a machine gun

built right into your glasses.

Exactly!

The glasses pick up the movements

of my pupils and respond with impulses

which program the memory in the cartridge.

The cartridge remembers the patterns on my pupils

producing a recognizable firing zone

which is activated by organic impulses produced

when my pupils intercept

the reflected light from the target.

Spare me the details, please, Louie.

What do you call that?

I call it Nichol's Special Vision Track Firing System.

Abbreviated VTFS.

Or if you prefer, the "Pupil Pistol."

- -[MAN 1] Excuse me. - -[DANA, LOUIE] Huh?

I wonder if I could examine that instrument?

Uh, what can I do for you?

May I see the cassette?

What for? Why?

Because...

[BOTH] Hmm.

...I'd like to try it.

[MAN 2] Let's check it out and see what we have.

[MAN 1] Hmm!

[MAN 2] Fairly complex circuitry.

This device could be very useful in the plan.

Yeah.

You're in the A-L-P-H-A Tactical Armored Corps, aren't you?

Who's your commander?

- -l am, sir. - -[IMAN 1] Hmm?

This guy, he's real bright.

May I please borrow him?

What?

[MAN 2] Oops. Excuse me. I'm Major Cromwell, ma'am.

Robotech Department.

We'll be more than happy to lend you

our assistance and equipment.

We'll help you upgrade your device.

Our staff will be at your complete disposal.

But why? What for?

Nichols, we can use you.

Your device will play a crucial role

in our simulation training.

I'll meet you in my office tomorrow at 1300 hours.

I'm looking forward to it. Goodbye.

[DANA gasps]

[DANA] Louie, give me a hug!

I'll be happy to but...

I'm so proud of my brainy boy.

That was good work.

Yes.

[MAN] Tristar ship is now approaching the orbital zone.

Tristar arrival time is approximately 2200 hours

and ten minutes, Earth standard time.

Retract main gun machinery

and prepare for gradual descent onto Moon base Luna.

[ROLF] I'd like to discuss the strategy

we'll use on Moon base Luna.

- -Come to my office. - -[ROCHELLE/GREEN] Right.

Wha...?

Radar has picked up an object that has not identified itself.

[ALL] What?

The unidentified object is approaching

very rapidly from the Northeast sector.

There are others appearing on my primary monitor.

I'm switching immediately to the main panel.

[BOTH] Hmm.

Their location?

They have us surrounded, sir.

[ROLF] Enter into first stage alert.

We could be in for trouble.

Keep all artillery in standby position.

Get yourselves ready for battle but do not begin firing.

What are the possibilities of breaking through the enemy net?

In our current formation, estimate 20 percent.

All right. Proceed to the starboard,

approximately 30 degrees at full speed.

We're going to break through the enemy's barricade

They have read our move, and their bioroid reinforcements

are counterattacking.

The enemy is sending out an attack force

from their bioroid squadron.

What the...?

General, we have to do something

and whatever it is, we'd better do it fast!

All cosmic tactical battalions, attack!

Let's move out. This is not a drill.

[MARIE] It's now or never, gang.

Attack with everything you've got.

Go get 'em.

[MARIE] Let's surprise 'em and try something new.

All ships change into cosmo-attack configuration.

[ROLF] I hope we make it through this one.

Hey, doesn't that get boring?

Uh... no, not really.

Not you, Bowie. Those two.

They must be working day and night without any sleep.

How do they do it? And why?

I'm not positive Major Cromwell wants

the device merely for simulation training?

What's next?

I don't need you anymore, Dana.

[DANA] Hmph! I'm not going.

I'll bet I'm good at building machinery,

even better than you are.

[LOUIE] Your motivation is self-centered,

not like a true genius.

Listen, Louie. You're not much better than I am, you know.

[LOUIE] Ah, but you see, Lieutenant,

I just like machines.

Machines can be made to do anything that humans can't do.

Someday, I'll make a machine that enhances life

by supplementing all human inadequacies,

thereby creating an ideal society.

Well, what do you know? You're such a romantic.

Just positive thinking. Final check is okay.

[DANA] Now what?

Now we begin the ultimate test.

[DANA] Let me do it, Louie.

Sure. This one won't let you make a mistake.

[LOUIE] Just press the master switch

and pull the lever on the lower left.

[DANA] Hmm.

Your vision accompanied by your own personal computer

will help you to find the target.

[DANA] Oh, wow!

The possibility of missing the bioroid the first time

is approximately eight percent, but if you do,

two shots will be fired simultaneously right after.

[DANA] This is absolutely incredible, Louie!

[grunts]

We won't be able to hold up very much longer

under the power of these blasts, General.

Yes, General, we must have reinforcements.

That's impossible. We are the only ship

capable of sustaining this orbit.

What will we do?

First, we've got to determine

our exact orbit time and orbital location.

We are at Lagrange Point Six

approximately 20,000 kilometers from Mars.

Orbital time is 2300 hours and 30 minutes.

Now what?

There may be a possibility, Colonel,

that we can create a phenomenon known as "the molecular vacuum."

I've heard of that, General. That's where space

within a radius of two kilometers can be warped.

Yes, and what happens

to non-orbital objects in that space?

They'd almost certainly break up into atoms

and be sucked into a small black hole

on a one-way trip into another dimension.

But, no!

Yes. Attention, all ships of the Defense Force.

Lead all bioroids within two kilometers of us.

Get them as close to our ship as you can

before 2300 hours Earth standard time.

We'll try to blast them into the afterworld forever

with a molecular vacuum.

Uh, wait.

Even if we do blast the enemy into the black hole,

we might be sucked in right along with them.

We can't jeopardize the lives of our crew members like that.

I know that. But we either have to take that chance

or be blown to bits right here.

We must do it. Now.

Stand by for the warp blast. Start countdown immediately.

[MARIE] 2230? That only gives us 30 minutes.

Get those bioroids rounded up no matter what.

Only 20 more minutes till orbital blast.

[MAN 2] Second trigger lock on.

[ROLF] Good luck, pilots.

[MARIE] Caine. Jason.

The bioroids in sectors D2 and D3 aren't moving.

Lead them in with a rear attack.

[AMOS] Commander. This is Amos.

I've got four bioroids on my tail

and I can't shake them.

They're getting closer every second.

[MARIE] Don't panic, Amos.

Just hold on and I'll be right there.

We have less than five minutes left!

Bioroids in position, 70 percent.

[AMOS] I can't hold them off much longer. Oh, no!

[MARIE] Amos. Are you all right? What's happening?

[AMOS] Commander!

[MAN 1] Three more minutes to orbital warp blast.

[MAN 2] Bioroids in position, 88.5 percent.

Attention, all ships, attention.

Clear out of the orbital flux area

as quickly as possible.

We've got 13 seconds to orbital warp blast.

[MAN 1] Ten. Nine. Eight.

Seven. Six. Five.

Four. Three. Two. One.

- -[MARIE gasps] - -Zero!

[MARIE] Chief Emerson?

[MAN 3] Commander, what happened to our mother ship?

[MARIE] Don't worry. It'll be back.

[MARIE gasps, grunts]

[MARIE] Darn. There was one battleship left!

[MARIE] What?

[MARIE] It's back.

[ALL chattering excitedly]

[sighs]

It's all over.

[MARIE] Emerson, you may be stubborn,

but I actually began to miss you.

[NARRATOR] With the blasting of the Robotech Masters

into hyperspace

and the atmosphere back on Earth tense and expectant,

the situation relaxes somewhat, at least for now.

You mean it's really finished?

That's just great. You've both worked very hard.

You are to be commended. Thanks so much--

[DANA] Don't be so darn sheepish, Louie, you made it.

You can be sure we'll only use

the Pupil Pistol for its designed purpose.

Yes, sir.

Good, Major. That will please him.

That was Major Cromwell.

Mass production of the new equipment

for space combat has begun.

- -Good. - -Now we can start preparations

for the invasion plan.

What time is Rolf Emerson expected to be at our location?

Sir, Emerson has used quite a bit of fuel

in the warp blast maneuver.

But he will probably be back sometime tomorrow morning.

Hmm. Gentlemen, our plan of invading the enemy battleship

with the help of Moon base Luna must remain a priority mission.

[DANA] Come here, everyone.

Why must you always work?

Why do you always complain?

Because we're still on our lunch break, that's why.

I'm here.

Your friend Rolf, I mean, Chief of Staff Emerson,

has arrived at Moon base Luna.

[BOWIE] Hmm. Wonderful.

Now the invasion plan can begin.

Gee, Bowie. Don't be so happy.

They were only blasted into another dimension.

Fortunately, they got back okay.

I'm sure that's gratifying to Commander Leonard!

Huh?

Let's move on. Could you give us our orders, please, Lieutenant?

The 15th Armored Tactical Space Corps

is going to invade the alien battleship

the day after tomorrow.

[SEAN scoffs]

You expect us to fight them out in space? Get real.

Do you believe this?

Our hovertanks have been totally remodeled

for space combat.

I want your battloids checked and double-checked. Move it!

[LOUIE] But they're totally different machines.

Wow! These babies could give fighting

a whole new thrill. Great.

Yeah, and this time I'll be able to keep an eye on Marie.

How have the computer programs been changed for the mission?

Hmm.

[gasps]

[LOUIE] It can't be!

Uh... this is my program.

Good. You're all here.

First Lieutenant Brown!

I'll be participating on this mission also.

You mean you're coming too, sir?

This battle will be one of the greatest missions of all time.

I'll prove to General Emerson what a brave officer I am.

Oh, Louie. Is it true?

I heard this new system was your brainstorm.

[DANA] Brainstorm? You mean the game?

It's no game, it's a system

that's been integrated into the weaponry

to help fight the bioroids.

[DANA] What?

[LOUIE whimpers] I didn't know.

They told me it was for simulation training.

Wow! What a beauty!

This thing is more like a murder weapon

to use against bioroids

than a tool for training recruits.

[whines]

- -Shut up, Sean. - -I'm not going!

There are humans like us in that bioroid machinery.

I'll have no part of it.

[sighs]

[DANA] Oh, wow!

It works!

We're not surprised.

Oh, Louie.

[grunts]

Huh? Wait!

- -[ZOR] Huh? - -[BOWIE] Hey!

[LOUIE] Stand back. This system wasn't designed for murder.

And I won't let it be used for murder.

No, Louie, it's a mistake, don't be mad.

Our hovertanks have saved your life many times.

- -Go ahead, Louie. - -What?

If you can't do it, then I will.

Huh?

They lied.

Well, you're setting a great example.

You're supposed to be the commander here!

[DANA] Stay out of my way!

I'm part of this too but...

...NO More.

[gasps]

[ZOR] Dana, I understand how you feel,

and believe me I know the pain

a bioroid goes through when they revive.

I'll be aboard this hovertank.

Some of my friends might die.

I don't want any more deaths,

but the new machine is our best hope.

Now put that gun down.

Okay, Zor.

But why? Tell me why.

It's because we must succeed

in our mission of invading the battleship.

You know that's our only sure means

of achieving peace.

[LOUIE] That's a lie.

Louie, wait!

[ZOR] He doesn't understand.

[BOWIE] Poor Louie.

[DANA] Oh, Louie.

I wish there were something I could do to change all this.

How can I make it clear to you?

I guess I'll never be able to.

I have the report, My Lord.

Mass production of the new

armored bioroid fighter is complete.

This is a magnificent example of advanced mecha.

Utterly invincible.

The humans' battloids will be totally worthless

against the awesome power of the Invid fighter.

And finally, the Protoculture will be within our grasp.

[NARRATOR] In the next episode of Robotech,

a battle rages between the Robotech Masters

and the entire Interstellar Fleet

of the United Earth Government.

It is a crucial battle which could decide

the fate of the two civilizations.

Utilizing advanced weaponry and fighting with renewed vigor,

the stage is set for a battle royale.

Be watching for "Mind Games,"

the next thrilling chapter in the amazing odyssey

of Robotech.

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