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NARRATOR: From his command center. Hawk Haven. In the Galaxy of Limbo...

Commander Stargazer contacts Earth headquarters...

to inform them that Mon'Star. Universal enemy number one...

has escaped from Penal Planet Ten.

Mon'Star has freed the most dangerous criminals...

in this or any other galaxy.

And now he's terrorizing Limbo.

Will Stargazer get the volunteers he needs from Earth to fight this evil mob?

Today's episode of SihlerHawks.

That must be it.

Hawk Haven, home for the next few centuries.

[WHISTLES]

Well. Sis. I guess the cowboy gave us a pretty good ride.

Just so long as he sits out a set to land this thing.

[PLAYING GUITAR]

Ninety seconds to breakfast.

Wonk! You care to stretch your wings. Shed-hawks?

STARGAZER: I'd like to welcome you to Hawk Haven. Silverflawks.

Now. You enter the door in the north wall.

[COPPER-KIDD WHISTLES]

Is that you. Commander Stargazer?

[BEEPING]

STARGAZER: Well. Come in.

[COPPER-KIDD WHISTLES]

Wow.

Sure is homey.

You're Quicksilver, light?

Yes, sir, that's right. —Oh, can the “sir” stuff, lieutenant.

We're gonna be working together too closely lo! All that.

Right. Let me introduce...

No offense, Quicksilver, but let's make the intros short.

You're Steelheali. Light?

And you must be he! Little brothel. Steelwill, light?

You got it.

Put it there. Commander.

Forget it. I've lead your file.

Guess you're the Copper-Kidd.

[WHISTLING]

From the Planet o1 the Mimes. Huh?

Heh—heh. Never been there myself.

Colonel Bluegrass. Light?

-Mm-hm. STARGAZER: Ugh.

Heh. Young 10! A colonel.

Oh. Shucks. Just naturally talented. Commander.

So you're the latest models. Huh?

Oh-ho. Pretty slick.

Been promising myself a trip back to Chicago.

Get refitted, couple of laughs with the old crowd.

But that blasted Mon♪Sta| has put an end to all that.

Yes. Uh...

What's the current status. Commander?

Well. Here's the situation.

That planet's the Blim♪Sta|.

And right at the bottom of that star-shaped crater...

is the mall's headquarters, Mon♪Star's fortress.

That dam thing's just about indestructible.

YES-MAN: Boss. It's me. Yes-Man.

Come in. Yes-Man.

They're here. Boss.

The SilvelHawks are here.

[MON♪STAR CHUCKLES]

Then we must welcome them. Yes-Man. Light?

Yes. Boss.

Certainly. Boss.

Anything you say. Boss.

Yes-Man, the transformation chamber.

Yes. Boss.

Moon ♪ Star of Limbo.

Give me the might... the muscle...

the menace of IUlon♪Star.

Call the boys together. Yes-Man.

Prepare all the weapons and load up the space limos.

We'll make a direct attack on Hawk Haven.

Yes. Boss.

Certainly. Boss.

Great idea. Boss.

Take cover.

[COPPER-KIDD WHISTLES]

[STAHGAZER CHUCKLES]

Relax. Guys.

Meet Tally-Hawk.

[COPPER-KIDD WHISTLES]

That's some bird. Commander. A robot?

No. Sir.

He's partly metal, partly real.

Just like you guys.

Hey. Little Will. You think we could build one ol those?

Like I always say. Sis.

Where there's a Will. There's a way.

Does he do anything else...

besides looking rnean enough to chew nails off a fence?

[TALLY-HAWK SHRIEKS]

STARGAZER: Does that answer your question?

He's a spy satellite.

Scout interceptor.

You control him with this panel.

[BEEPING]

You'd better learn it fast, because it looks like we got company.

[GHOWLS]

Come on and fight. YellowHawks.

[TALLY-HAWK SHRIEKS]

Call him back.

The green button.

[SHRIEKS]

Looks like we're going to see some action.

Ready to fly. Colonel?

Ready as a rooster in a henhouse.

Then let's go.

Wanna leave that toy behind. Colonel Bluegrass?

You ever seen a toy like this?

[PLAYING GUITAR]

'\Nhat was that, sheriff?

E-flat, lady.

E-flat major.

She's a sergeant, colonel.

Galactic storms. Destroy the silvelHawks.

You did it, boss. You did it.

They're running.

MON' ST AR: Don't be too sure. Yes-Man.

Yes. Boss.

No. Boss.

BLUEGRASS [OVER RADIO]: Prepare to launch.

Release.

QUICKSILVER: Wing it.

Cluster.

[TALLY-HAWK SHRIEKS]

[MON♪STAR YELLS]

Scatter.

[YELLS]

[MON♪STAR YELLING]

MELON A: Faster. Yes-Man. Taster.

We'll give them the big crescendo.

Yes. Melodia.

Certainly. Melodia.

They will never forget this concert.

[CACKLING]

You wanna jam. Lady?

We'll jam.

Let's join the party. Hot Licks.

[BLUEGRASS PLAYING GUITAR]

[G HU HTS]

YES-MAN: You did ii, Melodia.

He's bailing out.

[MELODIA CACKLING]

We tuned them out.

BLUEGRASS: Now you see it.

Now you don't.

YES-MAN: You got it. Melodia.

Blasted it right out of the sky.

Now 10! The pilot. Yes-Man.

Yes. Melodia.

Whatever you say.

Yes. Yes. Yes.

What a session.

You are out of tune, lady.

Well, that's the end of that song.

Looks like the party's over.

[WHISTLES]

[MON♪STAR YELLS]

No one escapes Mon♪Sta|.

[ROARING]

[GIBBERING]

Whatever you say.

[GHOWLING]

Don't mean to horn in on your act, sis...

but maybe we should give him the old heave-ho.

STEELHEART: Let's do it.

- Heave-ho. - Heave-ho.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

[WHISTLES]

[YELLS]

Lightning. Take Windhammel.

[BEEPS]

[MON♪STAR GHOWLS]

MON♪STAR: Mon♪Sta| will find you.

You cannot hide.

Tally-Hawk.

[TALLY-HAWK SHRIEKS]

MON' ST AR: Back.

Back to Brim ♪ Star.

Uh. Nice try. SilvelHawks.

Nice try?

That's a hard man.

Oh. You're all heart. Commander.

He's light.

Mon♪Sta| and his mob are still loose.

And the universe won't be saie until we get them back behind bars.

[SHRIEKS]

[STAMMERING]

You've got your work cut out 10! You.

Welcome to Limbo. SilvelHawks.

BLUEGRASS: Nice touch on those controls. Kidd.

Thanks. Bluegrass.

Hey. Look out.

Close call. Huh?

Gotta watch out for those pesky devils.

They can really dent your fender.

By the way. Kidd. For three points. What are they called?

Asteroids. Right. Three points.

And, brother, you sure earned them.

Here's a four-pointer.

What are asteroids probably made of?

I'll give you a clue with this one, Kidd.

There's more than one correct answer.

That's right, Kidd. Stone and metal.

And another four points.

Seven points today.

Not bad. Not had at all.

Uh-oh. What's that?

Ha-ha-ha. Got you, Kidd.

That's not tunny.

You're right, Kidd. I'm sorry.

Being a space pilot is serious business. Right?

Right.

[ENGLISH SDH]