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Jonny Quest, brought to you by...

Ah. I missed.

Well, we haven't missed many, have we, Willy.

Julio, hand me the binoculars.

- What is it, Race? - I'm not sure, Dr. Quest.

Looks like another leak in the oil line.

I should've checked that relief valve back in San Martin.

Hm. That's bad.

There's no place to put down in these mountains.

We better find a place. The pressure's dropping.

Hey, Bandit see something.

Look, it's a landing strip.

You're right, Jonny, on top of that plateau.

A landing strip in the heart of the Andes, it's like a miracle.

It'll be a miracle if I can land this thing on that short runway.

Looks like we are about to have company, Julio.

Unexpected.

And uninvited.

Landing at this altitude would be tough enough

even with perfect engines.

Poor Bandit. I think he would like to be safe on the ground.

- And so would I. - Me too.

Hold on. We are coming in.

If... I can just keep her nose up.

Well done. Excellent flying. Excellent.

You handled that beautifully, Race.

Thanks, Doctor.

For a minute there I thought we weren't gonna make it.

I was so scared, I forgot I was air sick.

So did Bandit.

Say, that's quite a building

for the middle of nowhere.

Tnko a look at those old planes.

One looks like a Fokker D-7 and the other could be a Spad.

- Or maybe an old Nieuport. - Hey, that's right Jonny.

Hey, this place is gonna be fun.

Let us go and greet our visitors, Willy.

Keep the rifle handy, Julio.

I am Baron Heinrich Von Freulich.

Welcome to Mariembourg.

Mariembourg, my humble castle at the Andes

named after my family's castle on the Rhine.

Thank you, sir. I am Dr. Quest. Benton Quest.

I gather you have motor trouble.

Yes, an oil leak, I'm afraid.

We've had trouble with the relief valve.

My hangar workshop is fully equipped.

You are welcome to use it and please accept

the hospitality of Marianne Pope such as it is.

We have few guests.

It takes Bandit a little while to get used to strangers.

Bandit and I have something in common.

Hey, you're a nice little fellow, what's your name?

My Dachshund, Willy.

His father was the great German champion,

Wilhelm of Honobat.

I wouldn't expect to see two planes like that up here.

Mementos of the past.

I fly them very little anymore.

You've kept them in fine shape, Baron.

How else would a man treat his memories, Dr. Quest.

Very interesting, Dr. Quest.

I heard the Chilean government was installing a new type

air filter in the silver mines.

But, I didn't think I would have the honor

of a visit from the inventor himself.

You know, uh, you were lucky to sight my landing strip.

There isn't another between here and La Paz.

We were lucky to get our ship down on that short run way.

Considering the altitude and your cross winds.

Oh, you are, you are far too modest, Mr. Bannon.

I haven't seen flying like that since my old squadron was...

disbanded.

Your old squadron, you mean those planes.

Bandit has discovered that big bird up there.

I think he is afraid of it.

He should be. The mountain ledges above this castle are one

of the last few homes of the giant condor.

Aren't they sort of a giant vulture?

That's right. Sometimes they drop in unexpectedly

to pick up one of my sheep.

Your sheep?

Of course they usually feed on carrion, dead bodies,

but sometimes they will go for small live animals.

I, uh, I never let Willy out of my sight.

They are the kings of the Andean skies.

Strong, fearless and free. I envy them.

And now if you will excuse me gentlemen, I retire early.

Julio will-will show you your rooms.

Poor Julio, a fine and faithful servant but, unable to speak.

Born mute.

Come, Willy.

Goodnight, gentlemen.

- And bless Dad. - And Race.

And that landing strip.

Amen!

Aren't you forgetting someone boys?

Baron Freulich.

Oh, and that spooky old Baron Freulich. I guess.

Amen again.

I have a strange feeling about this place, Jonny.

Scary, isn't it?

What was that?

Maybe one of those hungry condors.

It sounded more like Bubo, the owl.

Poor Bandit, he's really scared.

He is scared. Look at me.

And I thought this place was gonna be fun.

Let me see... the Baron.

Where have I heard of him before?

What do you think, Race?

About Freulich, I think he's a weirdo.

Between his memories, his condors and his old squadron

he's got it bad.

Of course. The condor squadron.

I knew the name Baron Von Freulich

sounded familiar.

Back in 1918, he was his country's top ace

with 84 kills to his credit.

They say that when the war ended, he flew into a rage.

He wanted to raise his score to an even hundred.

Looks like he's never gotten over his disappointment.

The sooner we get out of here tomorrow, the better.

- Think we can? - I hope so.

I probably should be down at the hangar right now.

Working on that relief valve.

Now, that's that, Willy.

No one will leave here until I have played my little game.

[yelpingl.

Bandit! What are you doing out here, Bandit?

You could've been grabbed by one of those old condors.

Like the Baron said.

Hey! That sounded like a gun.

Boy, even in the daytime this is a scary ol' place.

An aim like that must be a little rough

on your feathered friend.

Only the cardboard ones, Dr. Quest.

It is not this easy when the target is alive and moving.

I am lucky to get an occasional tail feather.

Now, that shouldn't be too hard to do.

Ah, Mr. Bannon.

Would you care to try your luck?

Thanks, Baron.

How about that loose tail feather?

Good shot, Mr. Bannon.

You would make a worthy opponent.

Baron, I just came from the hangar. Someone seems

to have tinkered with our plane during the night.

Really? Ts k-ts k-tsk.

Julio probably.

Always trying to help. I will have a talk with him.

Well, talk won't replace that relief valve.

I'll have to get to La Paz for a new one.

Would you care to borrow my Spad, Mr. Bannon?

Is there no other way off this plateau?

None.

The only trail has been wiped out by a landslide.

In that case, Baron, I will accept your offer.

ExceHent.

You will find the necessary equipment in my study.

Thanks. I'll get my gear.

In this old flying outfit, I look like a late late movie.

With all these relics, it looks like the Baron came out of one.

I wonder what's on his mind.

He might've given us a hint when he said

I'd make a worthy opponent.

Gentlemen, I must-must warn you.

- Julio. - I thought.

Oh, I can talk gentlemen.

When there is something that has to be said.

What's wrong, Julio?

Mr. Bannon is dealing with the devil himself.

If he flies that plane, take care.

Well, what was that all about?

I don't know.

The old fellow's upset about something.

Bandit, a little exercise will help you dry off.

Here boy, fetch this stick.

Go on, fetch boy! Fetch the stick.

Speak to me, Julio. What did you tell them?

What did you tell them?

I know you can talk, I heard you!

And what have you done with Willy?

What have you done with Willy?

Alright, so you won't answer mo?

As soon as my little game with Mr. Bannon is finished

I will be back to take care of you once and for all.

C'mon. Tho ol' Baron just hit.

- We'll untie you, Julio. - Don't worry 'bout me.

Open that cupboard.

Just open that cupboard.

Willy is in it.

There goes dad and Race with the Baron.

Baron intends to kill Mr. Bannon once he is in the air.

Kill Race, how?

In one last dogfight. Mr. Bannon will fly the Spad.

The Baron, the D-7.

But, he may not succeed without Willy,

his good luck charm.

That is why I hid him in the cupboard.

C'mon, we better try to stop them.

Ah, there you are, Mr. Bannon. The Spad is warmed up

and ready to go.

- My other plane too. - Your other plane?

It is a difficult flight out of here to La Paz.

I thought I would lead the way.

I know the mountain passes.

Thanks, Baron. But that isn't necessary.

But, I insist Mr. Bannon. I insist.

C'mon Julio, step on it.

So long, Race. And good luck.

Thanks, Benton.

Oh, Dr. Quest, if you watch from the edge of the plateau,

you may have an interesting view of our flight.

Thanks and good luck to you.

Yes. I may need a lil' of that today without Willy.

Hurry, Julio, hurry!

(Jonnfl Dad! Dad!

The Baron is going to shoot Race down in an aerial dogfight.

An aerial dogfight. So that's it.

But with Race, the baron may have his hands full.

Possibly, except the Baron's guns are loaded.

Mr. Bannon's are not.

Hey, what is this. You crazy or..

Alright, Baron. You're asking for it.

I'll check my guns.

Empty.

- Dad'. What can we do? - Pray, Jenny. Just pray.

Switch tanks,

where is that selective switch?

Careful, Race. Careful.

C'mon, Race.

Well, here we go again.

Don't look now, you're being followed.

Thanks again for all the help, Julio.

Sure you won't change your mind and come with us?

Thank you. No, Dr. Quest. This is our home.

Mine and Willy's.

We wouldn't be happy anywhere else.

- Adios, Dr. Quest. - Adios, Julio.

An amazing story, Race.

Your being saved by a giant condor.

Look! There's one now.

It's sure good that condor was on our side.

Yes, it is. Thanks for all the help.

Amen!