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Slythe: Ugh!

Yuck! Slopp. Unfit for mutant consumption.

We need slaves, Slythe.

Cooks, servants.

Look at this place.

A jackal wouldn't eat in this mess.

Then go, Monkian. Go.

And do not come back without a few likely specimens.

A woman's touch is what needed here.

A chauvinistic reptile. -Slythe: What?!

I said, you're right, Slythe.

A woman's touch. By sundown.

No, too small.

Back you go.

A warrior woman. Alone.

I wonder if she can cook?

Alright, Slythe.

One servant, coming up.

This was too easy.

What do you want? You furry... -Come along, girl.

We have a nice job for you.

Willa. HELP! I...

All this struggling won't do you any good.

Whaaa...

That was just so you don't get any more bright ideas.

Monkey face.

Who was that sister?

One of the intruders who came out of the sky in that big ship.

I thought there were two spaceships? -Yes.

Those other strangers crashed near the Berbil village.

This is our territory, after all.

The warrior maidens have always lived here in the tree-top kingdom.

We have to rid ourselves of the whole lot of them.

Do they all look like that hairy monkey type?

Not from what I've seen.

I was at a distance. But they seem to be, cats.

Cats?!

Let's find these cats. And rid ourselves of them.

Lion-O: This ThunderTank Panthro built is really something.

But he never lets me drive it.

Snarf: Lion-O, what are you up to?

Oh, scoot Snarf. I'm just going for a ride.

Snarf. Snarf.

In that monster? You haven't got the experience.

You gotta wait to your first driving lesson tomorrow.

Don't be an old nanny.

Can't take much experience to get this thing going.

Is this going to be trouble or is this going to be trouble.

Now... Let's see what Panthro's toy can do.

Lion-O: Whhhow!

Dang blasted!

What's going on?!

Who's driving my ThunderTank?

Panthro: By thunder...

When I catch that tank snapper, I'll smash him into sonic smithereens!

Oh... hi Panthro. I was just bringing it back.

It... sort of got away for me for a moment there.

Panthro: I noticed.

You could have killed yourself.

This tank is a serious piece of business.

You're right, I... I know that now.

Does this mean no lesson tomorrow?

Well... I'll have to think about it.

Lion-O: Don't tell Tygra or Cheetara, OK?

Okay. But hands off until tomorrow's lesson.

Okay? Thanks.

The problem with joy riding is that it uses up Thunderillium.

And it's starting to run short.

We brought a supply from Thundera didn't we?

Not enough to last that much longer.

So we'll need to look around and see if any exists on this planet.

Or anything we have is going to run. Including the ThunderTank.

So...

The ThunderCat's are running short of Thunderillium, eh?

Old Slythe would be interested in that piece of news.

Okay. Here's how this little gadgets work.

When this detector comes any way near Thunderillium, that should know.

Too bad you just can't trim up a substitute power source.

In the matter of fact, Cheetara, I'm working on it.

But until then...

Let's go prospecting.

We'll, split up.

That way each can take a sector of the surrounding area.

I'll take the claw glove and the Sword. Good idea.

There's still a good deal about this planet we do not know.

It's best to be prepared.

You usually find stuff like Thunderillium in a mine or a some place.

So be careful you don't fall down a mine shaft, Lion-O.

Yes Snarf. I'll make a point of it.

And stay out of drafts.

I will Snarf. I promise.

He's not a bad boy. But he never listens.

Slythe: What this unseemly excitement?

The ThunderCats,

We... We can... -Slow down Monkian, yes...?

They're running low,

on something they call Thunderillium. Slythe, which...

Which is the source of their fuel, for their tank,

And for that blasted stronghold of theirs.

And if they run out, the ThunderTank is no more than a toy.

And their Cat's Lair is worthless,

As a fortress. Yes...?

Exactly! And right now they're out searching for the stuff

So we must...

We must prevent the ThunderCats from succeeding. Yes...?

That's what I've been trying to say.

Funny, I have a feeling that I'm being watched.

But I can't spot anything wrong.

Willa: Ah!

Lion-O: Who are you? Quickly!

Lion-O: Are you okay? - Of course I am.

Back off, will you?

I do not need any, help.

Listen, I don't expect a medal for saving you from that... whatever it was.

It was, a Lizaton.

But you could at least say thank you. -Thanks.

And now... - I'm Lion-O.

Thanks. Lion.. O.

Hey, why are you angry?

I had nothing to do with your falling out of that tree.

If you hadn't been sneaking around up there, trying to spy on me...

This jungle, is MY home.

You're the one who's spying.

I wasn't spying. I'm new here and I was just being caution.

Willa: Well, just maybe I judged you, wrong.

Maybe.

We'll see. -At least tell me your name.

It's Willa.

Willa. Soft name for such a tough girl.

He's one of the aliens, isn't he?

One of those who came on the strange ship.

Willa: Yes. a Cat.

Calls himself, Lion-O.

I followed him from the lair they've built.

What's he like? -I'm not sure.

Cat's can't always be, trusted.

We'll just keep an eye on him. -Yes.

Tell the others.

Lion-O must be carefully watched.

Don't much like the looks of this stretch of our adopted planet.

(Detector Beeping)

Must be some Thunderillium deposit near by.

Getting stronger over this way.

The cave. Sounds like it might be a large deposit.

Tired.

Got to rest.

Feel strange.

I... I feel my strengths, leaving me.

Growing, feeble.

I'm aging...

Getting years older, every minute I'm in this place.

Got to, get free of this. escape from here.

Don't want to end up a pile of bones.

Ran. Have to, run outside.

(Buzzing Detector)

Tired. So, so tired.

(Sword of Omens awakens)

Trouble, somewhere.

Let's find out what's wrong.

Sword of Omens, Give me a sight beyond sight.

Tygra! I can hardly recognize him.

I've got to get to him quickly.

Slythe: Not just yet, whelp.

I haven't got time to waste on you, Mutants.

So I'm going to take care of you fast and...

Strike at him, before he gets it back.

Don't know who your friends are, boy.

But they'll have to shoot better than that.

Pretty colors.

Oh!

We Monkians, now...

We never miss... eh, what we...

What we...

Sleep gas.

Retreat!

Breath deeply.

it will pass. -Thanks, Willa.

We're even now.

Excuse me, but I must hurry. My friend, Tygra...

Willa: You mustn't go that way.

Ahead lies the Cave of Time.

Lion-O: The Cave of Time?

That could explain why Tygra looked the way he did.

That must be where he's trapped.

Thank you Willa, But I must go that way.

Jaga: Wait Lion-O.

It's best to listen to what she has to say.

But, Jaga. Every minute I stay here I...

This is her home territory.

She knows it much better than you.

You should listen before you rush off head on.

But, Jaga. sometimes...

You can save time by waiting.

and finding out all there is to learn, about a situation.

Yes. I... I see that now, Jaga.

Okay. What can you tell me about the Cave of Time?

Who were you talk to?

Explain to you later. Right now, tell me about that cave?

If you go after him, you too will grow old swiftly.

There has be some way to save him?

There isn't, Lion-O.

No one can run fast enough to escape aging.

It can be done, Willa!

I can't do it. But Cheetara can!

Thunder, thunder, thunder,

ThunderCats. Hoooo!

The ThunderCats signal. And especially urgent somehow.

I'm getting a strong reading.

Meaning there's a got to be Thunderillium here abouts.

And in plentiful supply.

Time for this later.

Willa: There it is. The Cave of Time.

Your friend has no chance of ever returning I'm afraid.

If I move fast enough, the cave won't affect me?

It's not possible to move fast enough I tell you.

You never seen a cheetah move, if you think that.

Come on. Wake up.

I seem to have eh, dozed off.

They used a sleep gas on you, fool!

Oh, yes. I remember now.

We almost defeated Lion-O.

Success, was within our grasp,

until that fool girl stuck her nose into our affairs.

You told us that Lion-O and the girl would be in the Cave of Time.

It oughta be a perfect place to ambush them.

I don't wanna run into any more, arrows.

That gas gives me a, headache.

Slythe:This time we'll make certain she won't get a chance to use them.

Tygra!

Che... Cheetara.

Get out!

Or you'll be, like me.

I'm too fast to get caught by this place.

I've got him! -Willa: Amazing!

Not more than a few seconds.

This is not any Tygra that I know.

It IS, Panthro.

That cave did this to me.

Isn't there something we can do?

I know a way. But it will be difficult. And dangerous.

Danger doesn't deter the ThunderCats, Willa.

Yes. I'm beginning to realize that.

You mean, there's a way to make him young again?

We must take him to the Geyser of Life.

If he baths in its waters, hey may be restored.

Where is this Geyser of Life?

Willa: A few miles to the south. Across some pretty wild country.

Cheetara: We see nothing else on this planet. Lead on, Willa.

Tygra: I feel so, foolish.

We're almost there, Tygra.

Just rest. Conserve your strength.

That looks like it up ahead.

Willa: The fountain is guarded by the winged water snakes .

So be on your guard.

Now!

Lion-O: Oh!

Hoooo!

Wait! Must think this thing through.

The sword is mighty. But, we have no time for a lengthy fight.

Tygra is fading, fast! Distract them, Lion-O.

Panthro: Cheetara, dizzy them.

Hey!

Willa: No! He must go alone.

He's too weak to manage it by himself.

If you step into waters of the Geyser of Life, it will change you!

Make you young and weaker and...

Don't... Don't worry, Panthro.

I'll can make it, on my own.

Okay. I'll just get you to the edge of the water spot.

You must be careful not to stay in too long, Tygra.

It could return you to your infancy.

Cheetara: It worked! -Panthro: How do you feel, Tygra?

Tygra: A lot better than I did.

In fact, I was tempted to stay in,

until I was as young as Lion-O.

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha -ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

Lion-O: What ever happened to Willa?

She must have taken off while we were watching Tygra take his shower.

I wanted to thank the young woman for what she did.

Who is she Lion-O? -I never really found out.

They should pass this way, soon.

I.. I wonder if I have time for a short nap before...

Fool! You're still suffering from the sleep gas.

Quiet! I hear something.

Monkian: Guess I'll have my nap...

Whether I have time for it, or not.

Panthro: And I'm sure I've located a terrific source of Thunderillium.

So did I, Panthro. But I'm not going back for it.