All language subtitles for Leprechaun.4.In.Space.1996.1080p.BluRay.x265-RARBG

Hey, Lucky, got a cigarette?

- No, Mooch, I don't have any cigarettes.

Why don't you ask me
for a breath mint sometime?

What's that supposed to mean? Hey!

MOOCH Hey, Sticks, give me a cigarette.
Will you, man?

Cool. Hey, could I have one for later?

All right, well, can I have a match?

Mooch, leave me alone, okay.
Get yourself adopted or something.

Shit.

Dolores, let me have
a couple of those eggs over easy.

Thank you, babe. Yeah.

Hey, who's hungry?

Martinez...

Whoa, Martinez, baby, baby!

- Wake up.
- Yes, sir.

You better wake up,
you drop one of them,

you'll end up looking like
a hunk of Swiss cheese.

Come on, give me a break.
You never dropped anything?

Attention!

All right. Listen up.

We are orbiting the planet of Ithacon.

In a few minutes,
we will board the shuttlecraft

and proceed to target area Delta.

Our mission is search and destroy.

I repeat, search and destroy.

We've been chasing this alien
son of a bitch long enough.

In the past six months, he has disrupted

the galactic mining operation
to the tune of a half billion dollars.

Word's come down from above.

Kill the bastard!

Now, what is our motto?

Semper fi. Do or die. Kill, kill, kill.

I can't hear you!

Semper fi. Do or die. Kill, kill, kill.

Good, good!

What the hell are you doing here, lady?

You're in the wrong place at the wrong time.

This is for authorized personnel only.

Uh...

I'm looking for Sergeant Hooker.

Well, you found him. I'm busy.
What the fuck do you want?

- I'm Dr. Reeves.
- Great! Dr. Reeves is here.

- Dr. Reeves!
- Come on, guys.

- I've been assigned to your group.
- What the hell for?

I'm to collect samples of any alien life forms

and report them back to Dr. Mittenhand.

Bullshit!

Bullshit!

- Sticks!
- Sir! Yes, sir!

Give me Dr. Mittenhand, now!

- At ease!
- Computer...

Get your lazy butt online.
We need to speak to the boss.

What is it?

Sergeant Hooker here, sir, in the Armory.

We got a female of the species,

says she's assigned
to our search and destroy mission.

Correct.

Dr. Reeves is the ship's biological officer

and my personal assistant.

You will see to it
that she is protected at all times.

With all due respect, sir,
we can't be babysitting some little...

You have your orders, Sergeant.

I suggest you follow them.

- Books!
- Sir! Yes, sir!

Get this little girl ready for combat.

From now on, she's your responsibility.

Sir! Yes, sir!

Let's mount up!

See you in your dreams.

Ready to kick some ass, Mooch?

Is this really necessary?

Yeah, well, if you want to stay alive, it is.

Oh, do you mind, please?

Excuse me, excuse me. Gentle, gentle.

See, the problem my friend is having,

he's never had to put clothes
on a woman before.

Oh! As you were, Sticks. Thank you.

Having fun?

Damn! Who's driving?
Ray Charles?

Sorry.

You all right?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

Um...

Uh, better strap yourself in.

Good evening.

Ah! An angel's voice sends pleasure
to every part of my being.

Your shrieks, my dear,
provide a perfect accompaniment

to this romantic evening.

Dinner for two.

Don't be afraid, my dear.

I'm love's own messenger

sent to bring you tidings of joy

and the promise of newborn ecstasy.

Take a seat.

A little of the bubbly
to put us on more friendly terms.

Listen up.

We're going in.

Bow heads!

O Lord, be with us as we hunt down
this ungodly son of a bitch,

who's out there waitin' for us.

And give us the strength to kill
anything in our path,

and may all our wounds
be flesh wounds only.

- Amen.
- Amen.

I feel real safe now. Don't you?

Can I ask you something?

What happened to the sergeant's head?

Happened in the last war.

The sergeant went down
in a shuttle over Crilanium.

Took out half his skull.

He still managed to carry a wounded Marine

on his back for 15 miles
before he reached our lines.

Wow!

Did he live?

I mean, the guy he carried on his back,
did he live?

Oh, yeah, he lived.

If you call this living.

To the most beautiful woman in the universe,

Princess Zarina, my future wife.

Your wife? Your wife!

How dare you? Do you know who I am?

I am the daughter of a king.

And you will one day be a queen.

And it is your royal blood, madame,
that will make me a king.

What? You, a king?

Laugh if you like, my darling,
but I'll have my way.

I'm a man amongst men,

and it's tired I am of being treated like a dog.

From now on,
the rest of this miserable universe

will bow and scrape before me.

And if they don't...

Off with their heads!

A real vacation spot.

I've seen worse. You ever been to Detroit?

Have you ever been in combat before?

Yeah, lots of times.

Aren't you ever frightened?

Are you kidding? I'm scared now.

So is everybody else.
It kinda comes with the job.

Hey...

We fight better when we're a bit goosed.
Know what I mean?

Yeah. I think so.

I'll never marry you! Never!

I'd rather die first.

Would you rather be dead,
or would you rather be rich?

Excuse me?

Your father, the king,
hasn't a penny to his name.

He's a stupid old fool

who gave everything he had
to his loyal subjects,

leaving his family with nothing.

He was being noble.

He was being a fool.

I'll make you rich
beyond your wildest dreams.

Oh, really?

Yes, really.

They're beautiful!

There's plenty more where that came from.

You begin to interest me. Vaguely.

Lucky, you're up.

I'm getting a reading. Check it out.

You were meant
to be a queen, and with me by your side

you'll have the richest kingdom
in the universe.

I'll cover you with jewels
from the far corners of the galaxy.

I deserve it, you know?

For all I've suffered.

Being a princess
and having nothing to wear...

People treating me as though
I were common...

You'll have everything you've ever wanted.

Gold is power. Gold is power.

Power, power...

Power.

Visitors.

My father! He's found me.

If he has, will you go with him?

The king is dead. Long live the king.

Oh, yes.

Uh... Roadkill.

- Nice work, Lucky.
- Sorry, Sarge.

Now the whole planet knows we're here.

Check out that passageway.

- The rest of you, stay alert!
- Hey, sir.

- Lucky!
- Go! Move, move!

No! No! No! No! You stay with Cupcake.

Cupcake?

Stay here and don't move!

Sarge!

Go!

I'm gonna take this bastard out!

Get down!

Let's move out!

Let's do it! Let's do it!

Go, go, go!

- Nice toss, Kowalski.
- Grand slam.

Way to go, baby.

Good job, men.

She's alive.

We need some help.
We need to get her to the shuttle.

Danny, get over here.

I'm doing my best,
but this doesn't look good.

Hey, Books, give us a hand here.

Hey.

- Shit, man.
- What are you doing?

I can reattach this. Stop playing around.

Ugh!

Shit.

Kowalski, Sticks!

Start packing this up.

Wait a minute, Sarge. It was my kill.

I get to add the final touch.

Pure Rocky Mountain spring water.

Death from above.

Let it rain!

Oh, shit!

Way to go, KO.

I'd give you a round of applause,
but I see you already got the clap.

That's not funny.

This is Eagle One to base.

Mission accomplished.
Target has been destroyed.

We got one killed
and we're bringing back a casualty.

Humanoid female. Origin unknown.

Estimated time of arrival, 12 minutes.

- Harold...
- I'm busy.

Harold, come look at this.

What?

You know what this is?

Educate me.

It's from the planet Dominia.

It signifies royal birth.

This is quite an opportunity.

For what?

If we can save her, it will mean
better relations with the Dominians.

I want a complete work up
on her bodily fluids,

organ delineation charts
and let's run an encephalogram too.

Run everything through the main computer
so Dr. Mittenhand can look it over.

Excuse me?

I don't work for you.

Harold, just do it.
We'll fight about who's in charge later.

You heard the lady, Harold. Move your ass.

Hey, don't touch me unless you mean it...

Cowboy.

Don't ever do that again.

Do what? I was trying to help you out.

I understand,
but that's not the time of help that I need.

Uh-huh.

What was your name?

Sergeant Malloy. Friends call me "Books."

Well, Sergeant Malloy,
I have a lot of work to do around here,

so if you don't mind,
why don't you return to your little unit

and do whatever you people do
when you're not killing something?

Strip.

I beg your pardon.

I got to take the body armor.

The entertainment lounge
is now open for refreshments.

Please drink in moderation

and have a wonderful evening.

- Wow! High grade material.

The cave is riddled with gold.

Hurry up, dickhead!

Get this secured so that I can go get drunk.

Handy little gadget.
What do you do when you want to unload it?

Not bad.

It was invented by Dr. Mittenhand.

He's a real genius.

Yes, Harold.

Thank you for that heartfelt testimonial.

I have informed
Galactic Enterprises of our find.

Our instructions are to orbit the planet

until a mining crew
and the appropriate equipment arrive.

Once the mining procedure has begun
we can return home.

Sergeant, your men will act as security
until we are relieved. Any questions?

Yeah, I got a question.

Our contracts expire at midnight tonight.

I am sure a bonus of some kind
can be arranged.

We signed on for 30 days.

Legally, we are free agents
as of midnight tonight.

No one leaves this ship unless I so say.

Say so.

Is that clear, Sergeant?

Is that clear?

With all due respect, sir...

Thank you for understanding.

Carry on.

I wouldn't argue with Dr. Mittenhand.

Ever.

Let's go someplace.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

They're gonna see us leaving.

They're not gonna know. They're all drunk.

- You think so?
- Yeah.

Okay.

Where are you kids going?
Can I give you a ride?

Hey, KO, I spoke with the medic.
He said everything's just fine,

as long as you use
your protective glove when you pee.

- What?
- It's a joke.

Yeah, it better be.

That's about the size of it!

Whoo-hoo.

Get you some, boy!
Get you some of that, boy!

Here's to nasty sex,

- and women who never say no.
- Yeah!

Here's to Lucky,

the Marine who gave his life today.

Semper fi.

- In here.
- Okay.

What is this?

Let me take off your belt.

Oh, baby.

- Shake hands with the Big Guy.
- Okay.

Baby, take it easy.
You don't want to hurt Mr. Snake.

What is it? What's wrong?

God, not so rough!
You want to take it home with you?

I haven't done anything yet.

Ow!

What's wrong?

- What?
- God!

What did I do?

Ah! God!

What the hell's going on in there?

Kowalski, my God! What is it?

Let that be a lesson to you, lad.

Always wear a prophylactic.

Hurry!

Ah!

Hold it right there, pilgrim.

I'm not gonna hurt ya.

No, I'm not gonna hurt ya.

The hell I'm not!

Come on, man,
this thing is getting boring.

You guys take so long.

I think I sense
a love connection.

Doctor in the house.

Get it while the getting's good.

Uh, I'm gonna get a refill, guys.

Oh, hey, get me one, too.

Hey, bring me back a sandwich,
will you, Books?

Oh, oh, and a pack of cigarettes.
Menthol Blues.

I'll catch you later.

Hey, hey, hey, bro.
He ain't coming back for a while.

He ain't coming back for a while.

Small though I am,
mighty is my spirit

when bloody battle calls.

Come at me with what you will,

shoot me, stab me, kill me a hundred ways

and still I fight on.

I am eternal as the sun.

I am a thousand demons from hell.

Death and destruction are my game.

Agony is my name!

So how's the casualty?

She's resting comfortably, more or less.

We won't be able to save her hand though.

Too much arterial damage.

That's tough.

Mmm.

- So you're a doctor, right?
- A biologist.

A doctor of biology.

Well, that must mean
you're pretty smart, then, right?

Well, smart's a relative term.

Relative to what?

Relative to the level of intelligence
you're referring to.

What are the criteria
for determining a person's intelligence?

That means, what standards do you use?
Prerequisites.

I know what "criteria" means, Doc.
And what a "prerequisite" is.

You see,
just because I am wearing this uniform

does not mean they've surgically
removed my brain.

Well, I didn't mean...

Anyway...

The point is that I was just thinking that
I'd kind of like to get to know you better.

But since you obviously think
of me as a Neanderthal...

- Why are you so defensive?
- I am not defensive.

I'll shoot anyone who says I'm defensive.

Okay, what the hell.

Um, you know what?
Why don't we just forget that I was here?

Yeah, come back when you're feeling better.

You know I feel a lot better than I look.

I'll bet you do.

- I get the impression that you don't like me.

Don't bother to deny it.
You really don't like me, do you?

First dates are always the hardest.

Ow!

Damn, 21st century and they still can't dance.

They're getting better.

I was about to call the medics.

Nothing wrong with being a Marine,
now is there, Sticks?

Hell no. Semper fi, do or die, baby.

It's all I ever wanted to be.

You made it, so be happy.

I am happy.

Till somebody like her comes around.

- Oh, so you don't like her now?
- No, I do.

That's the problem.

Wait, wait. Come again?

Well, come on, Sticks, think about it.

We're not exactly made for each other.

A PhD and a high school diploma?

Conversations might tend to be
a little one-sided.

It depends on
what you're talking about.

That's the problem.

I might not know what we're talking about.

It's alive!

Hello.

Oh, look at those knees.

Yes! Oh!

Impossible!

No, Harold.

It is not impossible.

Her tissues have regenerated.

I wasn't really...

Yes, Harold, I know what you were doing.

You are a naughty, naughty boy.

She is amazing, is she not?

Yes, sir.

We have work to do.

Do you know what I could do with her DNA?

Do you, Harold?

No.

You'll tell no one
what you've seen here, understand?

- No one.
- No one?

But this is a great discovery!

Yes.

But for now...

It will be our secret.

- Here, take this.
- I don't believe in guns.

Yeah, you need a little more
other than a PhD., Doc.

For your information, Sergeant,
I have a black belt in karate.

Hmm.

I needed a merit badge
when I was in the Scouts.

Scouts, huh?

Wow! Should have told me earlier.
I would have taken the day off.

It'll take more than penicillin to fix that shit.

Shut up, Danny!

Knock it off! Knock it off!

We got to find it before
it does any more damage.

All right, let's check this place out.

You can't go in there.
That's the waste disposal chamber.

We can go anywhere we want, lady.

We're Marines.

It's filled with flesh-eating bacteria.

Mooch, you're up.

Hey, now, whoa. Now wait a minute.

What do you mean, flesh-eating bacteria?

That's how they dispose
of the organic waste.

Now if he's gonna go in there,
he's got to wear protective clothing.

I can go in with him,
I can show him what to do.

No, no, no, Sergeant,
we can't let her go in there.

I'm the only one who knows
how to run the equipment, Sergeant.

She goes.

And I gave you an order.

Fine, she goes as far as the air lock.

Mooch and I go in. All right?

- Yeah.
- All right.

Let's go.

This is the decontamination chamber.

It'll kill any bacteria in the air lock.

I'll let you out into
the main chamber from here.

- Got it?
- Yeah, I got it.

- Don't want it, but I got it.
- A walk in the park, right, Mooch?

- Yeah.
- All right.

Okay, Mooch, you go that way.

Keep in touch, huh?

Hey, Mooch, are you all right?

Yeah, I'm just doing great.
Let's head back now.

Nope.

- Aw, shoot!
- What's the matter, man?

- My God!
- Talk to me, talk to me.

What happened? Books... Books!

Yeah, I'm all right. Walked into a shitstorm.

Looks like a lubricant or something.

Probably runoff from the hydraulic system.

Jesus!

God damn!

Books, I don't think he's here, man.

Yeah, I guess you're right.

Okay, let's make our way back.
We've wasted enough time in here already.

Amen.

Mooch, where are you?
Mooch, what's happening? Mooch!

Oh, Jesus!

Books!

Books, what's happening?

I got you.

You'll be okay. Hang in there, big guy.
Come on now. Come on now.

Give me the princess
and I'll spare your miserable lives.

Come out, you little bastard!

Open the door for decontamination.

Books, are you all right?

It's Mooch.

Oh, my God.

Hey!

I'm sorry. Do you have an appointment?

Listen, you pencil-necked geek!

You give me the doctor now,

before I knock out your teeth
and shit down your throat!

Thank you, I've already had my lunch.

Funny.

Dr. Mittenhand,

something wants to talk to you.

Gentlemen, ladies.

I've been expecting you.

I have been tracking your activities.

I understand that the creature we are after

has offered to spare us any more difficulty

if we simply give him
the beautiful princess now resting in my lab.

Yes, sir.

Since we've lost three men already,

it might be a good idea
to give him what he wants.

I don't agree, Sergeant.

The princes is part of
a very important scientific experiment.

If that means killing that creature
out there, then so be it.

Those are my orders. Harold, show them out.

Dismissed!

Sit your ass down, Harold.

Sir, with all due respect,
we're not going anywhere.

You refuse to obey me?

I'm not gonna risk the lives of my men

so you can fart around
with test tubes and formulas.

I say we give her up
and we can all get out of here in one piece.

You dare to defy me?

Hell, yeah,
in a couple of hours our contracts are up!

When that clock strikes midnight,

we're climbing in our shuttle
and we're headed for home.

I think not, Sergeant.

Let's get out of here!

No one leaves this ship
without my permission.

No one!

Yeah, right!

- Holy shit.
- My God.

Dr. Mittenhand,

you look much taller in person.

Thank you, Harold.

I'll do the jokes.

So, I am not what you expected.

No matter.

Don't look quite so horrified, Doctor.

I'm still the seductively brilliant
and powerful man I was before.

Rather like the Wizard of Oz,

I always think,

running things from behind a curtain.

The only difference, gentlemen,

is that this wizard is not a fake!

In spite of my appearance, I'm quite capable
of running this ship and everything on it.

Make no mistake. I am in command!

You will do as I say.

We have a contract, Sergeant, do we not?

Yes.

Your time is up, it is true.

But subparagraph four
states I have the power

to extend your contract
in the event of an emergency.

And that is what I'm going to do!

If you disobey my orders

and refuse to carry them out,

you will be tried for mutiny,

and I promise you, you will be shot!

If, on the other hand, you follow my orders,

and manage to kill this creature,

I will arrange a very generous bonus

for each of you.

How much?

Say, 100 times what you're being paid now.

- Sounds good to me.
- Yo, I'm in.

You can count me in.
But I'm not doing it for the money.

I'm doing this for Kowalski.

Books?

I'm a Marine, Sarge.

You want me to stay, I'll stay.

Anybody who stays becomes a shareholder
of everything you make on this deal.

And we want 5% of the gross
of everything you bring out of that cave.

Anything over 50 million,

we get another point as a bonus.

2.5% percent of the mineral rights.

That's net, not gross. No bonus.

4%. No deal without the bonus.

- 3% with the bonus.
- Done!

I'll have the papers drawn up.

One more thing.
If I lose any more of my troops,

your ass is grass!

If you've even got an ass! Let's go!

Call me if you need me.

Sticks...

- You and Danny Boy take the sub-levels.
- Yes, sir.

- Books...
- Sir?

You and Cupcake take
the engine room and everything around it.

- Dolores...
- Sarge?

You're with me.

Stay close. Stay in touch,
and use your locators

to track that alien. Move out!

Good lads, stouthearted and brave.

Seems almost a pity to kill them.

But the path to power
is often soiled with innocent blood

and I will let nothing stop me
from becoming a king.

I'll have power and glory

and a beautiful queen to share it with.

"Share."

There's a word that lies crooked upon me.

The very sound of it sets my teeth to grate

and conjures up pictures of my gold
being carted off

to pay for feminine pleasures,

leaving me with less than what I want.

And what I want is everything.

I'll wed her, bed her, and bury her,
all in the same day.

I wonder if her father will pay
for the wedding and the funeral.

- What's wrong?
- It ain't working.

Shit!

- Sarge, you there?
- Yeah.

Yeah, our locator isn't working,
so if anybody spots him...

All right.

- Ready?
- This blows, man.

- Why don't we sit this one out.
- Say what?

We find a nice, safe place to hold up
until they catch the bastard.

We collect our bonus and go home.

I mean, why risk our lives for that maniac,
Dr. Mittenhand?

Did you get a look at that guy?

He ain't hardly human.

This isn't about him.

It's about us sticking together
and doing our job.

Well, I ain't taking any chances,
you understand?

Move your ass, Danny.

Okay, you wait here.

I'm gonna check out the next level.

I'll go first.

I'm ready to proceed, Doctor.
I've got a sample of her blood.

Gentle.

Sorry.

I am brilliant!

- Hey, Sarge?
- Yeah?

You don't think Kowalski's getting killed
was my fault, do you?

What do you mean?

Well, I mean,
I'm the one who gave him a boner and all.

Forget about it.
Kowalski would have wanted it that way.

He was a Marine.

Come to think of it, when it's my time to go,

I hope I'm standing tall like he was.

Really?

Lordy, Mr. Daniels, it sure be dark in here.

Laugh it up, wise guy.

Won't be so funny when that bastard
shoves a laser up your ass.

Ooh, laser up my ass?
Oh, come on, feet, don't fail me now!

Oh, come on, Mr. Daniels. Come on, man.

Dick.

- Got him. Sarge?

Yeah.

- He's here.
- Where are you?

Engine room.

Everyone copy that? Sticks? Danny?

Getting nothing. No static, nothing.

It's because we're in a deep, dark hole.

Let's get outta here.

Sticks?

Hang in there, Books. We're on our way.

Well, we're gonna go after him, aren't we?

Not "we." Me.

You're going back. I'm waiting for the others.

Damn it! I thought we went through all this.

I am part of this operation. I have a job to do!

Yeah, well I have a job to do too,

and part of my job
is making sure that nothing happens to you.

I'm not going back.

- Listen, Doc, you don't...
- Tina.

- What?
- My name is Tina.

Listen, Tina, you're in the way here.

You don't know how to fire a gun.
You're not trained for combat.

And you can get us both killed.

I can assure you, sergeant,
I am quite capable of taking care of myself.

Okay, fine, we'll both go. Ready, you go first.

- You go first.
- God!

What the hell?

You're busted, lad.

Give me back the princess,

or I'll barbecue your buns to a crisp.

Get out of here. Go!

- What about you?
- Never mind me. Get outta here! Move!

How do you like it? Medium or well done?

I'm not leaving you here!

Get outta here!

Hot stuff, coming up!

Go!

Okay, get on the hoist. Let's go. Get on.

You on?

Going up.

Clever, lad. But I'll roast you yet.

This barbecue's only just begun.

Are you all right?

You saved my life.

Part of the job.

- You can put me down, now.
- Oh!

You're really good with that rifle.

Maybe I could, uh,

teach you how to use it some time.

I don't think that I'm the killer type.

Right time, right place,

we're all killers.

- Hey, Sarge.
- Hey. Did you get him?

He got away. Where's Danny and Sticks?

I don't know.

I gave the order to converge.
Must be on their way.

Sarge, you read me?

Books?

Anybody?

Damn it. I told you we should
have never come down here.

Will you relax, Danny?

Cheap-ass equipment. Nothing works.

Gotta be an exit coming up soon.

What the hell was that?

Hello?

Anybody here?

I think we found him.

I'm outta here.

Danny, get your stinking ass
back here.

- Danny!

Shit.

Danny, open the door. My light went out.

Danny, that's an order.

Hello, Danny boy.

Let's talk about safety in the workplace.

Oops!

Be very careful when handling
sharp instruments.

And watch out for naked flames.

Ow!

As Shakespeare said, "Shit happens."

Oh, Danny boy

The pipes, the pipes are playing...

What's the matter, lad?
Don't like my singing?

Listen to me.

I got no fight with you.

You want that alien broad? Take her.

Hell, I don't care.

You understand?

I just want to live.

Ah, of course you do.

But I'm not after you, lad.

- You're not?
- No.

As a matter of fact, I could use your help.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah. Maybe we could be partners.

Yeah, that'd be okay with me.

Now, but I don't know
if I could trust you, lad.

Nah, you could trust me.

Let's talk it over, face to face.

Sure. Why not?

Where are you?

Over here. Behind these pipes.

I'll be right there.

Where are you, Danny boy?

Right here.

Oh, smashing. Simply smashing.

Harold, prepare the DNA.

I have computed the formula.

May I say what an honor it is

to be working with such a great genius?

May I say how much I loathe
and despise toadies like you?

Thank you.

May I say what an honor it is to be despised

by such a magnificent mind?

- Shut up.
- I'd love to. Thank you.

Harold, I wonder if your tiny brain

could even begin to comprehend
how important this is to me.

For years I have dreamt of the opportunity

to rejoin the human race.

Did you know that I was
once considered quite dashing?

Really?

Of course. Of course.

And then... The experiment.

- The experiment?
- Yes.

I would have been the first computer
with an organic structure.

Something went wrong.

No, Harold, it all went according to plan.

Moron! Look at me!

But now, with her DNA,

I shall recreate Mittenhand.

I shall rise like a phoenix from the ashes

and stand triumphant before the world.

I shall be beautiful!

Cool.

Dolores, you're up.

Clear.

Shit!

Books, what's going on?

- Books, open it!

Access denied.

Get it open!
Get her out of there, Books!

Try it again, Dolores.

- Won't work.
- Access denied.

Just get it open.

- It's the wiring.
- Hurry up!

Ah!

Come on.

Hurry up!

Access denied.

Oh, couldn't your friends make it, lass?

What's going on?

Too bad.

Take this, you son of a bitch.

Sarge! I got him!

Yeah, way to go, Dolores!

Great shot, Dolores!

All right. One for the good guys.

Shit. Shit. Open up. Get it open, Books.

You like hanging around, eh?

But there's no future in that.

- Hang in there, Marine!
- Come on, Books, come on!

How about a little game
my mother taught me?

This little piggy went to market.

This little piggy stayed at home.

Hang on, Dolores. Come on, man! Come on!

This little piggy had bread and butter.

Open it up!

And this little piggy went...

- "Wee, wee, wee," all the way home!

- Got it! Go!
- Come on!

Dolores!

- Get some! Get some!
- Come on.

Dolores.

Tina, she's gone.

Kill him.

All right, you heard her...

Let's get that son of a bitch.

It's ready.

Finally!

Ah!

The delicate scent of my own true love.

Harold, see who's at the door.

Let me in, please.
They tore off all my clothes.

Let me in before they come back.

Dr. Reeves?

Just open the door. Hurry.

Okay. Okay, hang on.

I just have to disable the security system.

Oh, thank you, thank you.

You saved my life.

Hold that for me, will you, lad?

Make way for the king.

Now where's my future queen?

You, lad. Where is she?

You are the monster?

You?

I'm sorry. I really don't want to be rude,
but I had no idea. I mean...

How very tall you are.

How wonderfully amusing!

You find me laughable?

Only slightly, dear boy, only slightly.

And I suppose now you'll want to kill me.

Now, which part is it that still lives?

Is it the arm, or the bald thing in the middle?

Oh, touché. Yes, very good!

But do not let my appearance fool you.

I was about to say the same thing.

Perhaps we could come to an arrangement.

It appears to me that
we have a lot in common.

You are a monster,

and in my own charming way, so am I.

I am greedy, and you are insatiable.

Two peas in a pod, don't you think?

You ought to know that
what I want, you can't give me.

I want a throne. I want to be king.

I want people groveling at my feet.

I want respect.

Respect is nothing!

Fear is what makes
the universe go round, my friend.

Fear is what you want.

Unfortunately,

you won't live long enough

to frighten anyone ever again.

Harold.

Thanks for returning it, lad.

Now, boyo, it's time you were punished.

I got him. He's in the lab. Let's go!

She loves me.

Oh, it's you.

I had a dream that he was draining my blood.

Destroy him.

Ah, yes, of course.

But I have something wonderful
in store for him, my lovely.

DNA.

All things bright and beautiful

All creatures great and small...

A little added spice.

Oh!

Dinner is served.

Now, let's see if we can't get this
through your thick skull, Doctor.

You like it, lad? It's from an old family recipe.

Someone's coming.

Mmm. Good.

Quick.

All right, don't shoot at any of the hostages.

Let them go or you're dead meat!

Take a bite out of this.

Come on!

Ow!

Ah, it's burning!

This way, dear.

Ow!

It's acid!

Books, help her out! Damn it, get it off her!

Move out!

God... Dr. Mittenhand.

All right, I'm taking him out.

No! You'll kill the hostage.

Look, lady, it's them or us.

I want him as bad as you, Sticks
but we can't start killing innocent people.

Besides, she's a member of
the Dominian royal family.

I don't give a damn
if she's the Queen of Soul.

That bastard killed Dolores,
and I'm taking him out!

- No you're not!
- Sticks, at ease!

Cupcake's right. We can't hurt the hostage.

- Books, you're up.
- Sir.

Cover me.

What is the meaning of this intrusion?

Lady, are you all right?

Kneel before me, swine.
I am the future Queen of Dominia.

Where is he?

That is none of your business,
you impertinent moron.

You really are beginning to annoy me.
Not a wise idea as you would see.

I'm right here, laddie.

Hold your fire, hold your fire.

Bullshit! Blow his brains out!

Can't do that, Sarge. He's got the detonator.

Right you are, lad.

If you want to stay in one piece,
keep your distance.

Now, the princess and I will take
our hostage elsewhere.

Your Highness.

You may find this cruel,
but your behavior leaves me no choice.

This is your fate.

You have no one to blame but yourselves.

Unspeakable pain awaits you.

Yeah? Well, hurt me first.

Look upon them and know
that you are forever doomed,

for I am she who is all-powerful.

I am Zarina, Queen of the Damned.

I leave you now,

to ponder the remainder
of your pathetic existence.

Come. We go.

Attention!

Yes, sir!

- I can't hear you!
- Sir! Yes, sir!

About face!

Forward march!

That girl sure knows how
to get your attention.

Don't get too excited, boys.

On Dominia, when a woman of royal blood
shows you her breasts,

it's a death sentence.

What part of her anatomy
is she gonna kill me with?

What the hell?

Okay, come on, Tina.

Left, right, left, right...

We will return to Dominia in triumph.

You will sweep my father from his throne,

and we shall rule the world.

Yes, my queen.

But first...

Attention!

You must execute these peasants.

Have them boiled in oil.

Or, perhaps we shall enjoy seeing
them eaten by the wild dogs of Naytron.

Aw, leave it to me, my lovely.

They shall pay dearly for their insolence.

Sir! Yes, sir!

I know a girl who lives on a hill

She don't do it, but her sister will

- Attention! -Sir! Yes, sir!

Right shoulder, arms!

Now, my boyo,

we'll show them what kind of man
you really are.

Come on, little crackhead-lookin'
freak. Where are you at?

Huh? Huh?

He was standing on the corner
of 31st and Main

I was feeling kinda flirty...

Sarge?

Then I knocked him off his feet...

Ah, this should be a darling floor show.
Don't you think?

Sarge, it's me. It's Books.

Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey.

Love of my life,
why are we wasting time here?

- Someone could be collecting your gold.

My gold?

Whoa... Sarge.

Not into that, Sarge.

Where is it?

Someplace called "Cargo Bay."

Delightful little fellow.

I shall give him a splendid funeral.

Sarge, this is a plan, right?
And I must say, you look very nice.

But tell me, where's the alien?

- Sarge... Sarge! Look at me. Knock it off.

What is your malfunction, Sticks?

I can't go on like this.

Attention. Nunchucks.

- Books, I'm gonna take him out.
- Sticks, no!

- I owe him. He saved my life.
- He's gonna kill us.

I can walk!

All right. That's it.

I think we've been
very patient with you, Sergeant.

Now it's time to get serious, Cupcake.

Due to interference,
my experiment has gone awry.

I am becoming a mutant.

My brain slowly losing human perspective.

I am no longer Mittenhand.

I am now Mitten-spider.

Damn. Nice moves.

Well, thank you. If you'd like,
I could give you a lesson.

Uh-oh.

Kill! Kill, kill, kill, kill!

Bag it and slash. Kill! Kill!

This is far too violent.

Shut up, you pussy!

I have such a headache.

You're a Marine. Snap out of it!

I can't.

Kill!

No, no, don't shoot.
We can handle it.

Why are you stopping?

I don't want them following me to my gold.

They'll have to be destroyed. All of them.

Well, it's about time. Do it. Do it.

Bitch.

Twerp.

Sarge!

Come on!

Come on, you bastard! Come on.

Damn.

He wasn't even human.

Cyborg.

Human or not, he was a Marine.

The best.

Now, off with their heads!

Attention, attention, all ship's personnel.

The ship's auto-destruct has been activated.

You have 20 minutes to abandon ship.

What the hell?

We gotta get to the shuttle. Come on.

You know, my father may not
want to give up the throne.

No problem. I'll kill him.

How dare you? He's my father. I'll kill him.

Detonation is now in 19 minutes.

No! You can't! My work!

All personnel must abandon ship.

Flies. I need flies.

Everything will be lost.

I have to remember the code.

Bring me flies.

No! No, I must save the ship.

My work!

Mmm.

Ah, the shuttlecraft.

Fully-loaded instrument panel,
and real Corinthian leather.

What are you doing, you fool?

We need that thing to escape.

Yes, my queen.
But first, we must find my gold.

The force field is to make sure
no on leaves without us.

You ballbusting bitch.

What did you say?

Rich. You'll be rich when we find my gold.

Help me, so we can get out of here.

Locked and bolted.

- Access denied.
- Shit!

Is there another way in?

- What about the ventilation system?
- Okay, we're running out of time.

Somebody's gotta neutralize
that auto-destruct program.

- Sticks, you're up.
- Talk to me.

Dr. Mittenhand had a codebook
for the computer.

I saw Harold with it once. It has a red cover.

I'll find it.

Look, if there's any reason I can't crack it,

- you guys take off without me.
- No.

We all go together,
or nobody goes at all. All right?

Right.

Attention,
destruction of this vessel is in 15 minutes.

This is not a drill.

I know it's here. I can smell it.

We don't have time for this.
We have to get out of here.

I won't leave without my gold.

You want to go, then go. I won't stop you.

But I can't fly the shuttle.

Ah, what a pity.

Then you're stuck, aren't you?

You're not the only wealthy suitor I've had.

I could marry someone else.

With a face like that? I doubt it, my love.

What are you talking about?

I could have anyone I want.

I'm beautiful.

Uh, not quite, my love.

You got a tiny little blemish,

right about there.

What the hell?

All right.

All right, Sticks.

Here you go. Do your thing, baby.

Come on, now. Be a hero.

Shit. Red cover.

What the fuck happened to you?

Attention.

It is time for all personnel
to board the shuttlecraft.

What's he done to the shuttle?

I don't know.
It's a force field of some kind.

Touch it, and we fry.

All personnel, proceed to Cargo Bay 1...

Let's find that little bastard
and see if we can't cut a deal, huh?

My gold!

If we don't leave now,
we're doomed.

Do you hear me?

What have they done to my gold?

This is it?

We've spent all this time
searching for pebbles?

They've shrunk it down to nothing.

You're a stupid, ugly little fool!

"Ugly," am I?

Have you looked in a mirror lately, darlin'?

Do you know what you look like, my sweet?

What are you talking about?
I know exactly what I look like.

I'm perfect. I'm breathtaking...

I'm...

Oh, shut your cakehole, you oozing great zit!

Ugh.

You're fucking with
the wrong one now, baby.

Okay. All right, here we go.
One step at a time.

I'll have it all back the way it was,
my beautiful shining gold.

- Hold it!

You again?

You don't know when to give up, do ya?

Attention,
you now have 1 1 minutes to abandon ship.

Do you hear that?

You can keep your stinking gold,
and take that bimbo from hell with you.

Just show us how to neutralize
the damn auto-destruct mechanism.

I'll neutralize something for you.

"Password"? What damn password?

Books, Tina, can you hear me? Come in.

Books, Tina?

Sticks, nice of you to call.

Look, I'm kinda hung up right now.

What?

Listen, I need a password.

I can't stop it without a password.

Tina, we've got to get up there.
He needs a password.

Maybe we can help him figure it out.

Somebody's got to take him out first.

- Cover me.
- Tina, no!

Tina!

What did you do?

I don't know.

Oh, my God.

What did you shoot him with? Steroids?

Okay, we're going to split up.

Take this, go through that
ventilation shaft, and help Sticks.

I'm huge!

I'm magnificent!

- Go. Go.
- Okay.

All right!

Big is good.

Hey!

You want some of this?

Ah, "G.I. Squirt."

Oh, the pain!

- Oops.

Get off!

Total destruction of this vessel

will occur in seven minutes.

You should be onboard the shuttlecraft now.

Come on, guys!
Hurry up! I need help! Hurry up!

Come on now,
stop all that lovey-dovey shit and come on!

Look, guys, hurry up! Hurry up!

I need a password.
I can't stop it without a password.

Books! Tina!

So, where are you, short ass?

When I find you,
I'm going to peel you like a grape.

Attention, five minutes until detonation.

You haven't got long, shorty.

Sticks?

Tina, get out of here. Go back!

There's a big, ugly motherfucking spider!
Go back! Get out!

What's happening?

Look out, Tina!

Feed me!

I'll get you.

Feed me!

Get the fuck away from me!

Sticks! Throw me your rifle!

That damned spider
took my weapon!

There's some liquid nitrogen
over here in the corner!

Hit him with that! Come on!

Get back! Get back!

Get him!

Take that, you bastard!

Yeah! Yeah!

Now, I'll get you.

Get him! Let him have it!

Help me.

I'm sorry.

Help me.

- Are you okay?
- I had a bad dream.

Right, look, we gotta get out of here.
Okay? Can you walk?

Carry me?

Attention,
you have three minutes to abandon ship.

- Come on.
- Right.

- Do these buttocks belong to you?
- Shut up!

Guards, bathe this one,
and bring him to my chambers.

...talking about, "Feed me, feed me."

Do I look like a fly to you?

Books? What is it?

Open the outer door to Cargo Bay 2.

Books, are you sure?

Do it now!

Ah!

Go ahead. On the left.

Guess who?

- Come on.

Now I'll get you.

My hero...

- Great.

The king is dead.

Long live the queen.

Come on,
let's figure this out.

Let's figure this out...
We can do this. We can do this.

Password...

- Try "Scientist."
- "Scientist."

- No.
- Shit.

Attention,
you have 60 seconds to avoid detonation.

Okay, wait a minute. It's gotta be here.

I don't know, I don't know.
I don't know. I can't think.

Thirty seconds before detonation.

Books! Yeah, right on!

- Books!
- So...

- How are we doing over here?
- Not too good.

- I can't get it. I can't get it.
- You can get it.

- No, it's not working! It's not working.
- Okay, think. Think.

Relax. Think.

I don't know shit!

Okay, when we first saw him,
what did he say?

He was an egomaniac,
who thought he was a genius.

- Right!
- Ten, nine, eight...

- No.
- Shit!

- "A brilliant scientist."
- Seven, six...

- Wizard!
- ... five, four, three, two...

One...

Detonation has been canceled.

Yes!

Have a nice day.

Yes!

Yeah!

Okay. I guess I don't get none.

Check it out.

Somebody went all to pieces out there, huh?

Completely fell apart, didn't he?

Same to you, pal.

Way to go. Way to work.

All right.

- Now, you're a Marine.
- Thanks.