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Narrator:
This is Washington,

New Washington,

a thriving colony
on the surface of the moon.

We no longer have need
of your intergalactic warship.

Not today,
but maybe tomorrow.

For what purpose?

To wage war with the universe?

No, Senator Smedley,

for the defense
of our moon colony.

( Computer beeping )

John, this is total madness.

This creation of yours,
Starstreak,

it hasn't even been tested.

We don't even know
if the damn thing will fly.

That's my responsibility, Senator.

And my responsibility
is to the Moon Council

and to the Master Computer.

I can reason with Lomax.

Cargo vessel Phobos 4,

you are entering
Lunar Area 7-5.

Please confirm docking orbit.

John, I'm trying
to do you a favor.

I'm telling you what the council
have already decided.

The Starstreak Project is dead.

Let's see what Lomax
has to say, shall we?

Phobos 4, please acknowledge.
This is Lunar Space Control.

Phobos 4, confirmation
of docking orbit negative.

We are overriding and beginning
cobalt reverse drive

in 10 seconds.

( Alarm blaring )

( alarm continues )

( machines powering down )

Master Computer Lomax,
this is Lunar Space Control.

We have an emergency.

Delta 3 cargo vessel
on crash course.

Probable impact,
New Washington center port.

Master Computer
confirms crash course

New Washington
in 12 minutes.

Suggest full emergency
procedures.

Man on PA:
Your indulgence, citizens.

The New Washington
Cultural Exchange Committee...

( beeping )

...is pleased to announce
a performance tonight

...at the Joey Ramone
auditorium.

Jason Caball here.

Woman:
This is Lunar Space Control.

We have an emergency.
Please report.

Okay, on my way.

What's the problem, Kim?

The problem
is Delta 3 cargo ship

with 10 metric tons
of RADIC-Q-2 on board

on crash course
with New Washington.

- When?
- 8 minutes 52 seconds.

- Lomax confirms?
- Lomax confirms.

Emergency division,
yellow alert.

Evacuate entire population
to lower city.

Seal off access to main dome.

Look, you sure it's not

some sort of
communication problem?

Jason, right now
I'm not sure of anything.

I just don't want
to take any chances.

Let's see what else
we can do.

May I remind you that the council
have great influence

with the Master Computer?

Don't fight it, John.

Don't make me
ask for your resignation.

( Beeping )

Yellow alert?
The whole city's on yellow alert!

Go to red.

Red alert.

- Impact?
- Six minutes.

Man on PA:
This is not a drill.

This is not a drill.

All citizens proceed
immediately

to emergency
underground shelters.

Evacuate all surface dwellings.

Kim?

Look at the weight distribution
on that cargo ship.

Kim :
It's almost empty.

An empty cargo ship?
Doesn't make sense.

Excuse me.

Master Computer Lomax,
this is Jason Caball.

ID confirmed.
Go ahead, Jason.

Okay, I need a bypass circuit

to overload
the Phobos 4 engines.

- State priority classification.
- Come on, Lomax.

Cut the read tape.
We have to destroy that ship.

Lomax:
Priority request acknowledged.

Two minutes to impact.

Lomax:
Phobos 4 engine circuit

display available.

Okay, give me input control
for a bypass circuit.

Kim? Kim, do you have
this emergency under control?

We're working on it, Father.

Son, are you sure that none
of Niki's people are on board?

No life signs at all.
Lomax confirms.

Man on PA:
Red alert. Red alert.

Evacuate all surface
dwellings immediately.

Sectors one to six
to shelter A.

Sectors seven to ten
to shelter...

Come on, Lomax.

Stand by.

Man on PA:
This is not a drill.

70 seconds to impact.

Procedure complete.
Now you may activate.

Sensors indicate
negative response.

Cargo ship did not destruct.
Repeat, did not destruct.

Impact 45 seconds.

( Chattering )

( chattering )

( clamoring )

Man on PA:
Crash site on monitor two.

( Computer beeping )

Master Computer Lomax,

request dome repair units

to begin work immediately
on Sky Dome breach.

Lomax:
Commencing restoration

of protective
environment enclosure.

All residents to remain

in emergency
underground shelters.

( Murmuring )

Lomax, status
on dome repair, please.

Dome repair near completion.

Repressurization
will commence

upon structural test.

Send search teams
to damaged sectors.

All debris from cargo vessel

should be sent here
for examination.

Understood.

Sector 20,
totally destroyed.

Area should be leveled.

Danger of falling debris.

Sector 18,
minor damage.

Report assessment
to engineering and repairs.

All debris from cargo ship
to be sent to lab six.

Stand by, I have visual
communication with Delta 3.

This is Omus,
Robot Master on Delta 3.

I would like to talk
to Dr. John Caball.

Yes, Omus, this is Caball.

Ah, Doctor,
you remember me.

Oh, yes, indeed.
Now where's Niki?

I want to talk
to your superior.

My superior?

Oh, yes, you mean
the former governor of Delta 3.

I'm afraid Niki and her followers
have fled the citadel.

I am in control now.

Well, in that case,
you know what just happened.

One of your cargo ships
crashed into New Washington.

But of course.

That was my plan.

Omus!

This is Senator Smedley
of the Moon Council.

What is it you want?

I have made giant strides
in technology, Senator.

I can bring a new

and more efficient
way of life to the moon.

Well, that's certainly
encouraging.

Omus, you haven't
answered the question.

You mean,
what do I really want, Doctor?

Your respect, of course.

And your support...

for my return
to the moon colony.

Return?
In what capacity?

As supreme commander
of the moon, the Earth,

and all the outposts
in our solar system.

Well, that of course
is out of the question.

If that is your reaction,
Senator,

then you will be hearing
much more from me.

Beginning immediately,

there will be no further
shipments of RADIC-Q-2.

This is madness!

You're talking more
like a blackmailer

than a man of science.

- John, don't provoke him.
- Now listen to me, Omus.

We will never surrender
New Washington

to you or anyone else,
even if it means war.

John, you don't have the authority

to make that decision.

Don't talk of war,
my dear Doctor.

It would be disastrous,

as tragic as the robot wars

that devastated
the Earth planet.

Please...

consider my proposal.

You mean your threat?

Man on radio:
Lunar Control?

Lunar Control,
this is Sector 20.

We found the pilot.

It's wedged in here.
May take a while to get it out.

- What do you mean "it"?
- A robot.

Send it to robot repair
as soon as possible.

See you later,

I'm gonna go take a look
at this suicide robot.

Good.

Well, Senator,
we've survived one attack.

We may not be so lucky
the second time.

John, this man, Omus,

you said he was
a student of yours.

Oh, yes,
one of my brightest.

In fact, I recommended
his appointment

to the Delta 3 unit.

Well, then
you should be able

to tell us how
to deal with him.

Well, he's a superb technician.

But I could never quite decide

what value he put
on human life.

Sir? We have
another problem.

What now?

How do we treat radiation

without a supply
of RADIC-Q-2?

We have emergency supplies.

What we must do immediately
is stop shipments to Earth.

Even if it means people
will die, Senator?

- Now, Jason.
- Jason.

My first responsibility
is to the Moon Colony.

Naturally, I'm concerned
about the Earth people.

But we have
a greater responsibility

than just that
to ourselves, Senator.

We've got to stop Omus.

We're gonna have
to mobilize Starstreak.

John, we don't seem to be
able to agree on anything.

Hmm.

Humpty Dumpty
had a great fall.

Well, let's see if we can't
put you back together again.

Lomax,
what is your opinion?

How do we handle
this emergency?

From data stored
in computer backfills,

it would seem that an act
of aggression on our part

would be imprudent.

Lomax, you authorized
the building of Starstreak.

For exploration
and defensive purposes only.

Even so, the ship
has never been fully tested.

Her guidance system
is not stabilized.

The spectrum drive--

g-forces may prove too intense

for the new alloy on the hull.

And certainly, the distance
to Delta 3 constitutes

an inhibiting factor
to such a journey.

I suggest you extend

the early warning
detection range

and carefully monitor
all approaching cargo vessels.

Senator,
instruct the moon council

that no aggressive acts
are to be taken against Delta 3.

The council shall
be so instructed.

Well, Kim, you were right.

There was something weird
about that circuitry.

The robot was programmed
to blow himself up.

This one will turn him
into a pussycat.

- ( Beeping )
- Okay, get the tapes, quick.

Tapes.

- Here you go.
- Okay.

( Whirring )

Okay.
Let's give him a jolt.

Okay, I don't know what they
called you on Delta 3,

but I'm gonna
call you Sparks.

- I-I-I am. I am.
- You're working!

I am-- I am self-adjusting.
New circuits.

I am self-adjusting.
New circuits, new circuits,

- Give him another jolt.
- N-n-new circuits.

Thank you.

You are the dark lady
of my sonnets,

the lily of my valley.

Uh, yeah.
You can call me Kim.

Looks like I made a poet
out of you, friend.

( Beeping )

( Kim laughs )

Son, Omus wants to control
all of our lives,

just the same way
he controls his robots.

He sees himself as some
kind of benevolent dictator.

He wants us to respect him,

but at the same time
fear him.

Well, our society has
no place for a dictator,

not even a benevolent one.

So what do we do?

Meet me in the space terminal,
sector two.

Starstreak.

Woman on PA:
Danger.

Extreme radiation hazard.

This fuel chamber
is a class A prohibited area.

Okay, Sparks.

This should complete
your history course.

Thank you,
my dark lady of the sonnets.

Now I have something
to show you.

I do have certain talents,
you know.

- ( Whirring )
- Watch this.

( Whirring )

How was that?

It's terrific.
What do you call it?

Bi-Locational Transference.
BLT, for short.

Oh. Whatever you say.

( Machinery whirring )

Woman on PA:
Please be advised,

sensors indicate
fuel rods are overheating.

Stability region
has been surpassed

and spectrum drive fuel pile

is approaching meltdown point.

Emergency cooling system
must be reinforced

with auxiliary supply
of moderator.

Sensors detect unauthorized
presence on Starstreak.

Determine whereabouts
of all senior personnel.

- Kim? That's the pilot?
- Yeah.

Well, I've sort of shored him up,
reprogrammed him.

He really does some
incredible things.

- Hello, Jason.
- ( whirring )

( whirring )

So I see.

Listen, my father's
up to something

involving Starstreak.

I may need your help.

Okay, what do
you want me to do?

Just come with me.
It won't take too long.

No. Sparks,
you've gotta stay here.

Whither thou goest,
I will go.

He's sort of attached to me.

Well, bring him along,
he might be useful.

Okay.

Woman on PA:
Fuel pile is cooling

and reactions decelerating.

Radiation reaching
tolerable level.

Cobalt drive reactors
will achieve full power

- in ten minutes.
- ( beeping )

( alarm blaring )

Danger.

You have been exposed

to extremely high
radiation levels.

Immediate treatment
with RADIC-Q-2 imperative.

Danger.

You have been exposed

to extremely high
radiation levels.

Immediate treatment
with RADIC-Q-2 imperative.

Danger.
You have been exposed--

Have you found Dr. Caball?

- No, Senator.
- Or his son, Jason?

- No.
- Lomax?

They're up to something.

You must shut down

all launch support
systems immediately.

I am in full control
of the situation, Senator.

Be patient.
We will locate Dr. Caball.

( Computers beeping )

- Dr. Caball.
- Kim, what are you doing here?

What's this all about?

I'm taking Starstreak to Delta 3.

But we have orders
from Lomax.

No, the Master Computer
is wrong.

Soft words now
could destroy us.

I'm going to stop Omus,
by myself if I have to.

You won't have
to do it by yourself.

Well, I was rather counting
on your help, son.

- Thanks.
- I'm going, too.

I would like to help.

Oh, hello.
Who's your shiny friend?

That's Sparks.

Oh, well. All right,
the four of us then.

But we have
to launch immediately.

No, we're not ready.
I gotta do a pre-flight check.

No, I'm afraid
we don't have--

( rippling tone )

I've located Dr. Caball.

Visual scanners
on Starstreak activated.

Lomax has tracked us here.

Son, we've gotta go now
or not at all.

Yes, sir.

- Countdown to ignition.
- Now, Mr. Sparks...

Sequence for launch.

Dr. Caball:
...this is a robot console--

similar to those on cargo ships,

but much more sophisticated.

Dr. Caball, I detect
a need for medication.

Yeah, well, you just keep that
to yourself, Sparks,

you understand?
Now, that's an order.

Stand by for liftoff in 30...

- I'm going to the jump seat.
- 29, 28, 27, 26...

...16, 15, 14, 13,

12, 11...

Smedley:
They're preparing for takeoff.

Lomax, you've got
to stop them.

7, 6, 5, 4...

...one, ignition.

My God.

Lomax...

what are their chances
of reaching Delta 3?

Lomax:
Percentages do not favor

a successful journey.

Disaster through
malfunction predicted.

Oh, God, no.

Leveling out.

Kim: ...3277.
Course set for Delta 3.

Gylectron compass
reading normal.

Well, we're on our way.

Out there is
the vastness of space,

the unknown...

where all possibilities exist

and man's future is limited
only by his imagination.

And his vision of the stars.

Father, Starstreak
is everything you wanted.

Very impressive.

Correct pulse ratio, .004.

And how about you, Sparks?
What do you think?

It's better than a Delta 3
cargo ship, Doctor.

Delta 3.

Yeah, I wonder
what happened to Niki.

I hope she's all right.

( Grunting )

I think we're
ready now, Niki.

Listen, everybody!

We must get back
into the citadel.

We have to send
a message out somehow.

We should get through
the tunnels all right,

but the citadel itself
is like a fortress.

I think that there's a way
through the abandoned caverns

into the power plant.

Okay, come on.
Let's go.

( Beeping )

Robot master.

We've completed the mining
right through 2 and tunnel 4.

Omus:
Excellent.

Request your
immediate inspection.

Everything is falling
neatly into place.

So far,
no sign of Omus' robots.

I know, but you'll have to
move fast, Niki.

When I get into the center,
I'm not gonna need much time.

Tell them we can't
hold out much longer.

- Good luck.
- Thanks.

( Siren approaching )

( low siren )

( siren approaching )

( low siren )

( computers beeping )

Calling New Washington.
Calling New Washington.

This is Niki,
the Governor of Delta 3.

Calling New Washington.

This is the Delta 3 citadel,
Niki calling!

We need some assistance.

We need some assistance!

( Distant shouting )

( Omus murmuring )

What's this?

The channels are open
to New Washington.

Woman on radio:
This is New Washington.

We hear you, Niki.
Proceed with your message.

( lock beeping)

( door chiming )

Sound general alarm.

( Alarm blaring )

( alarm continues )

( siren blaring )

( Niki gasps )

I couldn't get through.

Damn.

( Man screaming )

( woman screams )

Come on, move it!
Let's go!

Two more dead.
What now?

I'm not sure, Merrick.

Sparks:
Doctor?

We have malfunctions
of the gylectron compass,

auto guidance systems,

and the contra-flow units.

We're gonna
have to set down.

Well, we can't
go back to the moon.

There's only one place
we can go to make repairs.

Earth.

Set coordinates
for Vector 759.

There's an old emergency
tanker station there--

more or less abandoned now,

but the guidance beacon
ought to be in working order.

Is there anyone
living in the area?

Yeah, Charlie Montgomery,
an old friend of mine.

Sort of a guard,
caretaker at the station.

He's due to retire back
to the moon in a few years,

but he'll be able to help us.

Coordinates set for Vector 759,
planet Earth.

Any chance Lunar Control

might have put out
a report about us?

Possible,
but we can trust Charlie.

It's gonna be strange being
back on the Earth again.

It's been almost seven years.

Seven years since the last
of the great robot wars

and the end of civilization
as we had known it.

It's funny, I still think
of myself as an Earth child.

You were one of the lucky ones
who escaped in time.

Estimated arrival,
0600 hours.

Good.
I'm gonna strap myself in.

Approaching orbit
altitude for Earth.

Locking into
orbit coordinates.

Counter-gravitational control
set for tanker beacon YR321.

Gravity equilibrium confirmed.

Prepare for module separation.

Module separation confirmed.

Descent block
to beacon YR321.

( Chirping )

Sparks:
Shutdown completed.

I'll stay with you, Doctor,
and help with your repairs.

Dr. Caball:
All right, Sparks.

We'll see if we can find
Charlie Montgomery.

Sure, give him my regards.

Tell him he owes me
a rematch at chess.

- Okay.
- Bye.

What's wrong?

I don't know.

Well, come on.
Let's take a look inside.

Charlie?

( Knocking )
Charlie?

Charlie Montgomery?

He must be around someplace.

- How's the equipment?
- Seems to be all right.

I'm gonna go check the tower.

- Kim?
- Yeah?

- Mind how you go.
- Okay.

( Low growling )

( chirping )

He must have some tools
around someplace.

Charlie?

Charlie, is that you?

( Chirping )

( gasps )

Kim?

Kim? Kim?

Kim?

- ( Beeping )
- Kim?

Come in, please, Kim. Kim?

This is Jason
calling Starstreak.

Come in, please,
Starstreak.

Yes, what is it, Jason?

I found a dead body
in the Earth station.

What? Charlie?

Afraid so,
and that's not all.

I can't seem to locate Kim.

What do you mean?

I don't know.
She disappeared.

- Disa--
- Oh, sir?

I've got a vehicle here.

I don't know if I can
get it running, though.

Well, it's rough terrain.
You'll need it.

I'm gonna send Sparks
to help you.

Okay, out.

Now, Sparks,

I want you to check radiation
readings in the area.

Yes, doctor.

I want to know if Jason
and Kim are in danger.

What about you, Doctor?

Don't you worry
about me, Sparks.

I've never had
a nursemaid before

and I don't intend
to have one now.

- Sorry, Doctor.
- That's all right.

So, why don't you
just get on with it?

- Precisely what I had in mind.
- ( whirring )

( whirring )

What took you so long?

I'm a little out of condition.

Detectors locate
Kim's vital signs

three kilometers
west two quadrant.

- Oh, yeah? Is she alone?
- I can't get an exact reading,

but I'm picking up
a high radiation level

in this area.

Well, hop in,
unless you wanna walk.

Gotta stop doing that.

( Engine starts )

Hold on.

( Chirping )

( engine stalls )

Sparks:
I detect a malfunction

in the H2O
containment system.

Now what?

( Whirring )

I'm picking up Kim.

All life functions seem intact,
but she isn't alone.

Sensors also detect
higher radiation levels ahead.

( Chirping )

( chirping )

Sparks:
Stop, Jason.

Let me lead the way.

Jason!

Jason!

Kim, get behind these cars!

- Jason, what's wrong?
- Come on, Kim!

They're not gonna hurt you!
They only want our help.

What do you mean?

They're children.

Jason:
Oh, my God.

These children
must be survivors

of the great robot war.

They must have been
taken from the city

just before it started.

I don't believe this.

These kids must have been
living out here for years.

- You all right?
- Fine.

- I was scared.
- Yeah.

I found a dead body
in the Earth station.

- It was Charlie.
- The children told me.

He was trying to help them.

Jason, they're sick.

- Very sick.
- Yeah.

Radiation.

( Whirring, beeping )

Hey, don't be afraid!

Sparks is our friend.

Sparks:
I guess they still have

a fear of robots

after what they did
to this world.

These old weapons
are leaking toxic substances.

I suggest that children
be treated with RADIC-Q-2

- as soon as possible.
- ( whirring )

I'll be going back
to the ship now.

Jason, let's get
the kids out of here.

- Let's get back to the ship.
- Come on, kids.

We must inform Jason
and Kim of your condition.

No, they've got enough to do
without worrying about me.

Anyway, I feel fine.

No, I--
I've managed this far

and I'll make it
through to the end.

Jason on radio:
This is Jason calling Starstreak.

Come in, please, Starstreak.

( Jason muttering )

...got Kim. We're on our way
back to the ship.

- Sparks: Affirmative.
- All right, out.

Jason, would you just
listen to me?

We've gotta get
back to the ship

and back on our way
to Delta 3.

These children need our help.

Look, we can't go back
to the moon now.

We can't take
these children with us.

Look,
if we can get to Delta 3,

we can pick up
a supply of RADIC

and be back here
in a few days.

That's the best chance
these kids have got

and you know that.

Yeah.

Okay.

Listen, kids, I know
you've had a tough time of it,

but, please, just trust us.

We won't let you down,
I promise.

Okay, now, you kids
just stay here, okay?

'Cause we're gonna
come back and get you.

( Whispers )
Okay?

Okay?

All secure here.

5, 4, 3, 2, 1.

Correct compass ratio,
point 289.

Initiating docking maneuvers
with mothership.

Airlocks activated.
Docking completed.

Jason:
Okay, set course, Kim.

Kim :
Course set for Delta 3.

Sequence for spectrum drive.

Activate pulse generators
for force shield.

Pulse generator activated.

Good.

Initiating spectrum drive.

Sparks:
Force shield functioning

as programmed.

What a strange experience.

I don't feel anything,

and we're approaching
the speed of light.

It's just incredible.

As a matter of fact,
I feel very comfortable.

Well, just be glad the force shield
is fully operative

because at these speeds
a particle of dust

could punch a hole
in the side of the ship.

I'm beginning to feel
a little less comfortable.

So am I.

Spectrum drive
approaching control speed.

I'm gonna lock off now.

Well, that couldn't
have been smoother.

Any course
corrections, Sparks?

Negative.

No deviation from
set flight path path path...

path path path path...

( stutter continues )

- ( beeping )
- ( stutter fades )

Okay, take it easy, Sparks.

I'll reprogram a better
self-adjusting tape for you

when we get back
to the moon.

- ( Popping )
- Path path path path.

Pattern.

- Thank you.
- Any time, Sparks.

Well, the ship's
performing beautifully

and I'm beginning to feel
just a little hungry.

- You look a little tired.
- No, no, Kim.

I'm not tired,
I'm just hungry.

Yeah, well I guess we could all
use something to eat, huh?

- Sure.
- Nothing for me, thanks.

- Okay.
- Perhaps later.

I hope we have
enough parts here.

It's our last hope to send
a signal out into space.

( Sirens approaching )

( low sirens )

- Take cover.
- Come on.

Sparks:
Kim, look at this.

It's on replay.

Jason:
It's unbelievable.

Yes, but I detect
we are in some danger.

I suggest a course alteration.

- ( Beeping )
- Now, what's that?

Nothing serious.
A minor malfunction

in the spectrum drive
auto-locks.

I'm gonna make
a systems check.

Not necessary.
Everything's under control.

Okay.

( Low sirens )

We've got to get
our transistor activated.

If we send out a signal,

Omus could pinpoint
our location.

Yes, well, we'll just have to
take that chance.

By the way, Kim,
I am looking forward

to that new tape
when we get back.

I don't know, Sparks.

Sometimes the way
you look at me,

you give me the feeling that--
forget it.

You are just a robot,
aren't you?

I'm afraid so,
but if there is any change,

you'll be the first to know.

Yeah.

- Hmm. Hi.
- Hi.

What's that?

Oh, this is a very old book

rescued from the Earth museum
many years ago.

- Must be very rare.
- Oh, yes, it is. Yes.

Most of them were
destroyed, of course,

some of them survived
in memory baffles,

but that,
that's the real thing.

What's it about?

About? Well, uh--

well, it's about your people

and ancient country
called Greece.

There were a bunch
of philosophers,

and they-- well, they--

they tried to understand
the nature of the universe.

Of course, they had only
their own imagination,

but what
an imagination it was.

Their vision, their ideas...

...never cease to amaze me.

Pay no attention.

I'm just a musty
old professor

lecturing to myself.

No, you're much
more than that.

Oh, you don't
have to humor me

just 'cause I'm an old man,
you know.

You're the youngest
man I know.

Thank you.

I'm getting
an intense gravitational

pull on my readouts.

Kim :
Onboard computer reports

proximity of an enormous
magnetic field.

What do you suggest, Sparks?

Sparks:
Counter with equal push.

We'll have to increase
spectrum drive.

- 5.002.
- 002.

- Locked in.
- I've got 004, Jason.

- No, 002.
- It's 006, now,

and we're still increasing.

It just can't be.

We're going out of control.

Sparks, the switches
are jammed.

Give me the manual override.

Negative.
It won't release.

What do you mean, negative?

I can't bring the speed down.

Spectrum drive,
we're locked into it.

Jason:
Get back!

Sparks:
Closing rapidly on magnetic field.

- We're gonna break up.
- Just hold on.

( Muffled explosions )

What the hell
was that all about?

I believe we have been
through time dilation.

Kim.

Kim?

Kim?

We rode it out.
We're still in one piece.

Sparks:
Correct pulse, point 004.

Decrease thruster level.

Drive control
now reading normal.

Switching off force field.

Pulse generator deactivated.

Jason, look.

Jason:
Delta 3.

Sparks, can we have an update
on our coordinates?

We're within the gravitational
pull of Delta 3,

but our excessive speed
has used up

most of our nuclear power.

How bad is it, Sparks?

We'll be lucky just
to limp into orbit, Doctor.

Hold on.
I have a monitor sighting.

A Delta 3 cargo ship,
the same as Phobos 4.

Robot pilot aboard.

Full explosive load
in the hold.

Dr. Caball:
No doubt on another

collision course
with New Washington.

We don't have the power now
to catch up and destroy it.

We could try
and fire a missile.

No, no. We haven't got
the maneuverability, Jason.

Even if we could get close,

our armament system
hasn't been tested.

It means more destruction
to New Washington

and we just have to stand by
and do nothing.

I'm picking up
radio signals from Delta 3.

It's a distress signal.

Can you get
a fix on that, Sparks?

I have the exact coordinates.

All right, then.
We're going down.

Prepare to disengage.

- Okay.
- Okay.

Approaching orbit altitude
for Delta 3.

Docking into
orbit coordinates.

Counter gravitational control
set for signal beacon WA3581.

Gravity equilibrium confirmed.

Prepare for module separation.

Anti-gravitational
controls activated.

( Alarm blaring )

Well, well,
what do we have here?

An expedition
to our fair planet.

Niki, look!

- Someone did hear!
- Come on!

It seems to me
we ought to send out

a little reception committee.

( Creature growling )

Well, someone seems
to know we're here.

( Creature snarling )

It can't be!

- Niki!
- John! John Caball!

This is Niki.
Kim Smedley.

- My son Jason.
- Hello.

- This is Merrick, my deputy.
- Hello, there.

Welcome, friends,

but we'd better get
away from here.

( Low sirens )

It's too late.

Run. Discharge
the robot electro force.

( Sirens fade )

I am Omus,

emperor of Delta 3.

Welcome,
my dear Dr. Caball.

How marvelous to see you.

I wanna talk to you, Omus,
in person.

Not just to a disembodied face,

however impressive your
holographic invention.

Ah, doctor,

I have many impressive things
to show you in my citadel.

All right, let's get on with it.

How do I get to the citadel?

It's nearby.
My guard robot will bring you.

John, this could be
dangerous.

I'm aware of that, Niki.

Father, please,
don't try it alone.

Kim:
It's too risky.

If anyone can get to him,
maybe I can.

Jason.

Omus:
Starstreak.

Yes, perfect.

No better way to return
to New Washington

than in Caball's pride and joy.

Well, I'm not
waiting any longer.

- I'm going to the citadel.
- It's not that easy.

Show me the way, won't you?

Do you really want me to?

- ( Beeping )
- Sparks?

Go ahead.

- How's the power problem?
- Still working on it.

Okay, keep monitoring us,

and maintain sensors
on Dr. Caball, all right?

Affirmative.

- It's this way.
- Okay.

( Low sirens )

Dr. Caball...

...my old mentor.

Considering our
past relationship, Omus,

I think you owe me
some sort of explanation.

Wait until you see
what I've accomplished.

It's astonishing.

Come here, Doctor.

Come.

Now watch this.

This is a RADIC-Q-2 factory.

My empire...

with a network
of underground tunnels.

My mechanical warriors--

mining robots turned
into obedient soldiers,

with a new circuitry to handle
more sophisticated input,

and a capacity
for independent thought.

But totally loyal to you,
no doubt.

You spoke to us
of a new technology,

of peace, not war.

Don't you understand?

Once you accept me as ruler,

there will be no acts
of aggression, only peace.

Under my rule,
the people will want for nothing.

Except freedom.

Well, the moon colony
will never accept a dictator.

That's one thing at least

we've learned from
the history of the planet Earth.

You insult me, Doctor.

You are the one
who inspired me,

taught me to place science
above all else.

But never above humanity!

If I didn't teach you that,
then I failed you miserably.

Omus, give up.

Give up this insane
plan of yours.

But I am Omus,

emperor of Delta 3.

- There--
- I don't want to hear anymore!

I don't think I even know you.

You're some
sentimental old fool

who doesn't
understand anything.

I-- I am the world
of the future.

You're back
in some dark past!

People are no longer necessary.

Even I, someday,
may no longer be necessary.

And you, Dr. Caball...

are certainly
no longer necessary.

Omus, you're a sick man!

- Let me help you!
- No, Doctor!

Let me help you.

Let me...

give you your last lesson
on the power of science.

Merrick, you stay here
with the others.

Kim, Jason, and I
are going in.

( Whirring )

( grunting )

( shouting )

( high-pitched whirring )

( Caball screaming )

( whirring fades )

Where's your humanism
now, Doctor?

- ( Beeping )
- Sparks: Dr. Caball?

I'm not getting
any of your vital signs.

Dr. Caball,
do you read me?

- ( Beeping )
- D3R765?

This is not Dr. Caball.

- This is Omus, your creator.
- ( panicked beeping )

Niki:
It's Omus,

and he's alone.

Kim:
Go ahead.

Jason:
Omus.

Omus?

Omus, where's my father?

John! John!

John.

I knew.
He was wrong.

I knew he was too dangerous.

He knew the danger, Jason.

Get that cloak off him.

Be careful.

Over there.

Niki:
It's a severe radiation burn.

He was dying.

But that isn't what killed him.

- It was Omus.
- You sure?

Yes.

- ( Beeping )
- Sparks?

Sparks, do you read me?
He's not responding.

Kim:
Let me try.

Sparks, this is Kim.
Do you read me?

What's he doing?

Look the module's moving.
What's he doing?

Sparks? Sparks, please!
Don't you remember?

Omus could be anywhere--

in the tunnels,
the oil refineries,

the old staff quarters.

Get Merrick and the others.

- We're gonna need help.
- Okay, come on.

Sparks, come in, please.

Omus:
Don't waste your energies.

- Omus.
- Yes.

And you're the son
of John Caball.

I've been expecting you.

( Pulsing tone )

Starstreak module.

It will arrive at the citadel
any moment now.

What do you want
with Starstreak?

It'll become my new flagship.

I'm saying a last farewell
to this place

and to you and your friends.

Except, of course, Sparks,

who's now working for me.

You see, I am going
to destroy Delta 3.

Why?
For what reason?

Because I am
returning to the moon

as spiritual successor
to the late Dr. Caball,

who, unfortunately,
died heroically

along with the rest of you
in a tragic cosmic accident,

and there will be no one
to prove me wrong.

( Low sirens )

When I activate that switch,

it will set into motion
the most incredible forces.

What is normally
an evolutionary process

that could take
a billion years,

I can speed up
into a matter of minutes.

You'll destroy
the entire planet

and our only source
of RADIC-Q-2?

My cargo ships
are fully loaded.

They will accompany me
on my mission of peace.

Starstreak has arrived.

Omus!

( Pulsing tone )

- I must go now.
- Omus!

You murderer!

You're as big a fool
as your father.

( Whirring )

( inaudible screaming )

Come on, Niki.

- No.
- They're dead.

( Low sirens )

( high-pitched whirring )

I must reprogram
Omus' robots.

( Low sirens )

- ( sirens fade )
- ( scrambled beeping )

( high-pitched whirring
continues )

( scrambled beeping )

( scrambled beeping
continues )

Come on!

Omus:
Shut it off.

Shut it off!

( Whirring continues )

Omus:
Shut it off!

Turn it off!

( Whirring fades )

The activator
can't be stopped.

- It's too late.
- How long we got?

About ten minutes.

Jason!

We've got to get
back to Starstreak.

The planet's gonna blow up.

Merrick and the others
are dead.

- ( Rumbling )
- Come on. Let's go.

( Rumbling continues )

Jason, is everything all right?

Sparks, did you reprogram
these robots?

Sparks:
Let's just say we speak

the same language.

- Okay, where are you now?
- Aboard Starstreak,

just outside the citadel.

Sparks, Delta 3 is gonna blow.
Get to all the cargo ships.

We got to salvage
the supply of RADIC-Q-2.

Why are you doing this to me?

I am your creator!

Niki, secure yourself
to the robot console.

- Okay, let's go.
- Let's go.

Sparks?
Sparks, are you set?

All set, Jason.
Suggest immediate launch.

Okay, starting sequence now.

Come on.

( Gasps )

Jason:
Sparks, the first priority

is to get this shipment
of RADIC-Q-2

back to the Earth children.

Course set for planet Earth.

Dr. Caball:
Out there is the vastness

of space, the unknown,

where all possibilities exist,

and man's future is limited

only by his imagination

and his vision of the stars.

( Music playing )