All language subtitles for Robotica Destructiva 2023 1080p AMZN WEB-DL H264-FLUX

Beyond space and time,

lies a dimension where life
has evolved into machines,

and the most dangerous
weapon in the universe

is a force called love.

We've detected an
unidentified spacecraft

approaching the citadel.

They are not responding
to our transmissions.

They're going to smash
into the energy field

if they don't slow down.

Something's wrong. The
energy shields are dropping.

Impossible.

Red alert.

Energy shield has
been deactivated.

All units stand by.

Situation critical,

Situation critical.

All units proceed
to the citadel.

Ah, what you got there,
a karaoke machine?

I don't know what it is,

but it's gonna bury us
in gold-coated plastic

for years to come.

Better find a good
place to hide it,

in case we get boarded by the
interplanetary goon squad.

Yeah, I'll just tuck it away

in one of these
junkers over here.

Gonna have to talk to Krogarr

about using our ship
as a storage unit.

You think if we sold this
for scrap, he would notice?

Ah, if you know Krogarr, he's
got inventory on everything.

Yeah, I hear ya.

For thousands of years,
the Arculon Destroyer

has protected our planet
from the intergalactic hoards

that would seek to
strip of its resources.

We must activate
the Destructivas.

Only their primitive
warlike ways can save us.

The Destructivas are
too unpredictable.

They may elect to
destroys us themselves.

We have no choice.

Once word gets out that
the Arculon is gone,

our world will be picked
apart from all sides.

Are you sure you
want to do this?

Once they're out,
there's no turning back.

Do it.

You have reached the
doors of enlightenment.

To open the gates and
advance to the next level,

you must choose.

The all-seeing heart of love,

or the chainsaw of destruction.

One will take you into a
world of joy and happiness.

Hmm. Ugh.

The other will
take you to a place

of death and destruction.

Ah, yes!

Hey. Take it easy.
I'm just an employee!

Who dares awaken us
from our slumber?

Please. We mean you no harm.

What year is this?

The year is 8675309.

Our world is in desperate
need of your capabilities.

I was having the
strangest dream.

Everything was green
and I was made of water.

For thousands of
years while you slept,

our world has evolved
into a utopia,

free from war and strife.

Our utopia's come to
rely on a super weapon

called the Arculon Destroyer.

It has been stolen from us.

We are now defenseless against
the thousands of worlds

that hunger for our resources.

This weapon is so
important to you,

yet you lose it so easily.

Why do you call on us?

We need your help to
hunt down the Arculon

and return it to us so
we may defend our world.

Clean up your own messes.

I was one step away from
enlightenment, you droogs.

Retrieve the Arculon Destroyer
and you will be returned

to the dream existence with
which you were extracted.

Never to be bothered again.

You have our word.

They have proven to be
honorable custodians

of our hyper sleep.

Mytra?

I'm on board with
whatever you want to do.

I dunno.

Ugh. All right then.

We accept your terms.

We've located the Arculon
heading 38 degrees

towards the outer
rim of the galaxy.

Most likely to be delivered
to one of the many pirates

that reside in that sector.

We have your
coordinates locked in.

We will bring back your weapon.

May the eternal drums of
the night guide your way.

Okay, get on with it.

This is cargo transport
vessel Egulon Nepsis,

reporting heavy damage.

Reactor core has ruptured.
Engines are inoperative.

Our weapons have been disabled.

Please send repair crew

at the earliest
possible convenience.

This is cargo transport
vessel Egulon Nepsis,

reporting heavy damage.

Reactor has ruptured. Engine-

So what are you gonna
do with all the tokens

you're about to make?

Trog not think so
much about future.

Trog always in present.

Trog enjoy journey. Not
so much destination.

Hey, it's a Kro mission!

Hello my friends.
How was your mission?

Let me tell you, it's
been quite the adventure.

And a successful
one I might add.

That's what I like to hear.

Uh, you will all be
rewarded mightily.

May the solar winds guide
you to your salvation.

Or whatever.

What'd I tell you guys?

Crime pays and pay is good. Ha!

Yeah, but just
think what we can do

if we had the right tools.

What are you getting at, Strobo?

Time travel.

Balderdash!

No! It's the opposite
of balderdash!

Look, we find some
time crystals,

recalibrate a hyperspace
drive to fold space time,

go back before the
beginning of all of this,

and I don't know,

go on "Wheel of
Non-Fungibility".

We'd be a big hit.

Balderdash!

We are representatives
sent by the Planet Radia

to retrieve the
Arculon Destroyer.

Stand down now and
prepare to be boarded.

Balderdash!

I think our ship just exploded.

It matters not. We
will take theirs.

Come on, they just landed
the boarding craft.

Haunted.

Ghosts.

Come on, we'll squeeze
through the service tube!

All right, everybody
just settle down now.

Where is the Arculon?

Gone. We delivered it yesterday.

Wrong! We traced the signal.

You'll never find
it on this ship.

I hid it good. Ha!

Found it.

Everybody freeze!

Like I said, free-

Ah!

Don't make another move
or I'll push the button.

Young lady, you have no idea
what you're messing with.

I don't suppose it's too
late to work out a deal?

All right, into the escape pod.

Don't make me push this button.

Get in there.

We have 600 tokens
coming our way.

We don't mind
splitting it with you.

Move it.

You know what, you
can take it all.

Just take me with you.
I'm good in a fight.

These guys are cramping
my style anyway.

Well you are.

We leave you with your lives.

Others have not been so lucky.

Pull that lever on your right.

This is cargo transport
vessel Egulon Nepsis

reporting heavy damage.

Reactor core has ruptured.
Engines are inoperative.

Our weapons have been disabled.

Please send a repair crew

at the earliest
possible convenience.

Egulon Nepsis reporting heavy
damage. Reactor core has-

This transmission
makes no sense.

Our weapons...

Why reveal you have no weapons?

Foolish mechanoids.

Or it's a trap.

But if it's not...

I feel we must know for sure.

You know how good deeds go.

Weapons have been disabled.

Please send repair crew at
earliest possible convenience.

This is cargo transport
vessel Egulon Nepsis.

It could be us in another life.

We'll see.

Our weapons...

Mytra. Prepare a boarding craft.

Roger. Prepping
the boarding craft.

If it's a trap,
we'll make them pay.

That we will,
sister. That we will.

"Mytra do this, Mytra do that."

I wanna be in charge!

Mytra. Your radio's still on.

Oh.

This is cargo transport
vessel Egulon Nepsis

reporting heavy damage...

We've got a heavy
cruiser closing in, sir.

Sensors indicate the
pirate ship Corsair.

Excellent. Our plan
is coming to fruition.

Prepare to activate
the troopers.

Yes sir.

Ready yourselves, vermin.
Prepared to be rescued.

Well, have we seen enough?

It seems your instincts
are not without merit.

Come on out, we're here to help.

See that? What'd I tell you.

My faith in your skepticism
has been restored.

We better find an exit.

Mytra!

They have defeated our troopers.

Activate the weapon!

Weapon activated.

So cold.

Tell my holo-cats I love them.

Oh, stop it, you
got a tiny scratch.

Now get up so we
can get outta here.

I am peacekeeper.
Prototype Exoria One.

I have been tasked
with your apprehension.

Yeah sister, that's just
not gonna work out for you.

Deactivate yourselves
immediately

and you will not be harmed.

No, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no!

Whoa!

Is that all you've got?
You wait till I get my-

I have a red cat, a
blue cat, a purple one.

I've got a silver one
too, and a gray one.

Will the defendants
please step forward.

Blow it out your
gasket, lead head.

We are not who you think we are.

This has all been a case
of mistaken identity.

Where are we?

We, the representatives

of the Third Robot
Empire's justice division,

hereby find you guilty
of deep space piracy

and resistance of apprehension.

Wait, don't we get a lawyer?

I am certain their
decision has been made.

We hereby sentence you to
a minimum of 1,000 years

of hard labor in the mining
colonies of Arborus Seven.

You can hereby kiss
my shiny metal-

Aah...

We've got a transmission
coming in from the lead ship.

Put it through.

Lower your defenses,
people of Radia.

You no longer possess
the Arculon Destroyer

and cannot withstand our attack.

We don't fear you, vultures.

Turn back now before
we pulverize you.

I guess you scared them off.

Where are you, Destructivas?

Step off the pad and proceed

toward the assimulation
facility for orientation.

I've got a better idea.

Why don't you give
me that staff,

so I can shove it up your...

Aah!

We are not here to make trouble.

Krogarr, we've got a coded
transmission coming in

from one of our spies
on Arborus Seven.

Put it through.

Captain Krogarr,
this is Agent Worlow.

Three inmates just
arrived at Arborus Seven.

They fit the description
of the three warriors

who hijacked the Corsair
several days ago. Over.

Good work Worlow.

Prepare to receive
extraction details.

You will each be
issued plasma blasters

to break down metal ore infused
within the asteroid walls.

A truck and crane unit
will be by periodically

to pick up the
products of your labor.

You must meet a daily
quota of four tons

or you will be taken
to the furnace,

melted down, and recycled
into patio furniture.

This is our last chance. No
one expects us to attack.

Agreed. We act now.

Wait, what?

Trust me, now is not the time.

What's it to you?

I've got a line on something.
You might be interested.

Better turn around.

What?

Not now.

Remember.

You break the rules,
you pay the price.

The Centuries are shielded
against the plasma blasters,

if you're wondering.

You like being a prisoner,
that's your business.

I'm gonna escape or
kill myself trying.

In about 30 seconds,

my time as a prisoner
will come to an end.

Keep your head down
and so will yours.

Here we go.

Let's move.

Where's Azalla?

Return to your work
stations immediately!

Or be destroyed!

I've got you, boss.

Initiate self destruct sequence.

Mission accomplished.
Reel us back in.

We're all on board. Hit the gas.

Get off of me you dolt!

Wilhelm scream!

Oh! What a world, what
a world, what a world.

Ah, these must be
the great warriors

I've heard so much about.

We've seen better days.
What do you want with us?

Straight to the
point. I like that.

Several days ago I sent a
group of my best warriors,

or so I thought,

to obtain the device called
the Arculon Destroyer.

We lost all contact
with our comrades

and we can only assume

they've either been
lost or destroyed.

What is this, how do you
say, Arculon Destroyer?

Yeah, what's an
Arculon Destroyer?

That's not important right now.

We've tracked its location
to an impound unit

on Taurus Five.

An interplanetary
justice location.

We need a skilled
band of raiders,

such as yourselves,

to break into it.

You want us to raid an
outpost? We raid an outpost.

I can't believe our luck.

What are the chances?

He's delivering the
Arculon Destroyer

right into our hands.

Better play it cool.

Yeah, this is all
very interesting.

What's in it for us?

I can't believe they're
falling for this.

I really am a
criminal mastermind.

Better play it cool.

You get an autographed
picture of me

and I let you live.

And I'll pay you 600 credits.

If you want us to
do heavy lifting,

we will need weapons.

Hey!

An unidentified ship

has just entered the
outpost perimeter.

Activate sentries.

We're approaching the drop
zone. Are you ready for launch?

Just get on with it.

Hello, Worlow.

Have we provided the distraction
you've been looking for?

I'm all clear.

Moving towards the
impound as we speak.

This isn't the impound.

Sorry to do this to you,

but the impound was
too heavily guarded

and I needed someone to
distract the patrols.

You have performed your roles
with the greatest enthusiasm.

Please feel free to
keep the docking ship

and as many tokens
as you can carry.

Krogarr out.

Is trap?

We were decoys the whole time.

Please enter the
correct ignition code.

I did enter the correct code.

Mothership has departed.

Ugh, we've been had!

I am peacekeeper
prototype Exoria Two.

I have been tasked
with your apprehension.

Deactivate yourselves
immediately

and you will not be harmed.

Ugh. Here we go again!

We need some sort of
magnetic vacuum cleaner.

This is peacekeeper
prototype Exoria Two

requesting back
uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh...

Help me! Help me! Help me!

Let's get out of here.

Engine requires maintenance.

Come on, Don't cut out now.

The Corsair has been located
and retrieved, Krogarr.

En route to docking as we speak.

It's a teleportation platform.

Yes. But to where?

Let's find out.

Oh, no.

Will the defendants
please step forward?

How about I step forward,
remove your head,

and shove it up your-

You have been accused of prison
escape, illegal recycling,

breaking and entering, piracy,

and destruction of
private property.

You forgot the murder of
three public officials.

Good one.

Don't help them.

You have been sentenced
to serve out the remainder

of your existence on the
inter-dimensional prison

planetoid of Interprison.

May the great programmer
have mercy on your circuits.

Someone should have
mercy on your ugly-

Aah...

Surrender now, people of Radia.

And we promise to only
torture three-thirds

of the left sides of your bodies

and four-quarters
of your right side.

The force field generators

can't withstand this
bombardment for much longer.

We may need to
contemplate surrender.

Where are you, Destructivas?

What is this place?

We appear to be inside
an artificial planetoid

in a pocket dimension.

If so, the skies
would be impenetrable.

It appears we are not alone.

Get in quick!

This place is gonna be
swarming with berzerkers

any second now!

All aboard!

They made it back.
Lower the drawbridge.

Uh oh.

Ah. You answered that
distress signal, didn't ya?

Any way off this rock?

Unfortunately this
planet has been placed

in a pocket dimension.

There's no conventional
way of escape.

Lucky for us,

Strobo built that time
machine over there.

Thank you, Max.

While you're at it,

why don't you just give
'em the launch codes

so they can steal it and
leave us here stranded.

Look.

We'd take you with us,

but we only have enough time
crystals for the four of us.

We'll leave you the karaoke
machine in case you get bored.

♪ Ahoo hey-eh-eh-eh ♪

This, this is unfortunate.

The fate of the
universe is at stake

and we are trapped here.

The poor Radians.

Left defenseless against
the scourges of the galaxy.

While that mad man
Krogarr roams the galaxy

with a doomsday weapon.

Yeah, Strobo! Have
some compassion, man.

Strobo mean.

Yeah, Strobo. You're just mean.

Mean, man. Selfish.

All right, already!
I'll do what I can.

Who wants to go
out there with me

and find some more
time crystals?

All right, you guys
hold down the fort

and you all don't even think
about using your feminine wiles

to extract the codes
from these bumpkins.

They've got years of...

No they don't.

Trog ticklish.

Now Trog tickle you.

Try not to be distracted by
my sensuous movements, Auto.

I know what you're
trying to do, Luna.

I am like the Alturian
devil snake, no?

It's not gonna work.

My mind's like a
box of concrete.

Nothing's getting in or out.

Oh yeah, a little to the right.

No offense, but Trog
better at this than you.

Yeah, less talk
more drumming, pal.

"Whoa, whoa, what
are we gonna do?"

It's me, Max, here to
save your butts again.

The protector of the universe.

"Oh, Max, you saved us again!"

I know. It's what I do.

"Oh, how are you so awesome?"

I don't know. I just am.

"I love you, Max!"

I know.

"Wait, don't leave us!"

I'm back! I'm back again.

To protect the universe.

"Oh, we love you, Max."

I know, but I can't
stay here for long.

Sorry. I gotta save
the universe again!

"We love you Max!"

"I wish you could stay!"

Hello, Max. What are you doing?

Playing with my toys.

Ooh. Can I play too?

Sure.

Hey, look at me.

I'm an innocent
little robot girl,

trapped on a planet
with no way to escape.

If we only had the launch
codes to the time machine!

Mmm. Tell me the
launch codes, Max.

What's that? You ate
all of the donuts?

This relationship is over.

Save your tears
for someone else.

Oh, I can't stay mad at you.

Mmm.

Hmm. That looks familiar.

Bunch of bull slag.

1 8 9 7 3 2 4 8.

Well that wasn't too hard.
Everybody buckled up?

They are a curious lot.

I detect a small
pang. Is this guilt?

Sure, a little bit.

Maybe we wait till
Strobo returns.

We all leave together
like big happy family.

Nah, let's just go.

Yeah, let's go.

Yes, they will understand.

Alright.

It was a harrowing adventure,

but I managed to find
some more time crystal...

All right.

Who gave away the launch codes?

Ha ha!

Hey, where'd they go?

Max! I should have known.

Et tu, Auto.

Seems like Trog and
I are the only ones

pulling our weight in
this glorious operation.

Trog ready to leave
dopey friends behind

with great enthusiasm.

Where the girls at?

Well at least we got
the karaoke machine.

Well, nevermind.
That's gone too.

Hmm.

Uh. Where are we?

We've gone back to the
time of the initial raid.

They've just stolen
the Arculon Destroyer.

We can strike now and
return the Arculon

before any of this happens.

It won't work. How would
we exist right now?

They would have no
reason to wake us up.

You're thinking
about this too much.

In gold-coated plastic
for years to come.

Better find a good
place to hide it,

in case we get boarded by the
interplanetary goon squad.

Yeah, I'll just tuck it away

in one of these
junkers over here.

Gonna have to talk to Krogarr

about using our ship... Hide!

You think if we sold this
for scrap, he would notice?

If you know Krogarr,

he's got inventory
on everything.

Yeah, I hear ya.

Trog, I'm starting to
believe this ship is haunted.

That or we're gonna have to
start overhauling the wiring

on this jalopy.

Hmm. Must have picked
up some space ghosts.

Whoa! Yeah! Finally
making some gains!

Whoa!

Ah! I think there's
something wrong

with the artificial gravity.

Oh, I'm think I'm
gonna be sore tomorrow.

Haunted.

Ghosts.

Come on, we'll squeeze
through the service tube!

All right, everybody
just settle down now.

Where is the Arculon?

Gone. We delivered it yesterday.

Wrong! We traced the signal.

You'll never find
it on this ship.

I hid it good. Ha!

Found it.

This is cargo transport
vessel Egulon Nepsis

reporting heavy damage.

Reactor core has ruptured.
Engines are inoperative.

Our weapons have been disabled.

Please send repair crew

at the earliest
possible convenience.

Ah. How young we were.

And naive.

Many lessons we have learned.

The ship appears to empty.

Make sure you check
the cargo bay.

Whoa, easy. The
gravity is all wonky.

Place is haunted.

Looks like we've got
some time to kill.

Any suggestions?

We might as well
help our past selves

in their futile escape.

Engine requires maintenance.

Come on, don't cut out now.

This is peacekeeper
prototype Exoria Two

requesting back
uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh...

Help me! Help me! Help me!

Let's get outta here.

Help me!

We've safely entered
hyperspace, Krogarr.

There are no ships in pursuit.

Excellent.

I'll be down in the
docking bay. Hold my calls.

We've got a transmission
coming in from Mohana.

Should we ignore it?

Put him through.

Krogarr!

It's been a long
time, my old friend.

I've heard chatter
amongst the stars

that you've raided a
certain little outpost?

Well, yes.

And would you believe it?

We've managed to carry
away all 6 billion tokens

that we owe you.

Krogarr.

I never doubted you for
more than a few millennia.

I'll have my minions
transmit the coordinates

for our rendezvous.

May the solar winds guide your
way, et cetera, et cetera.

Whatever. Just
bring me my stuff.

Well there it is.

The infamous Arculon Destroyer.

You know how to work this thing?

If it's galactic
domination you desire,

then by pushing the big red
button, you will acquire.

I'm not picking up
anything on the sensors.

Are you sure they're coming?

They'll be here.

I owe that goon a lot of money.

I knew they wouldn't disappoint.

Prepare the Arculon Destroyer.

Open up a channel.

Krogarr.

For once in my many lives,
I'm happy to see you!

Now, Mohana.

I confess, I may have
exaggerated a little bit

on the 6 billion tokens.

You dare to hoodwink the
great and powerful Mohana!

Give me one reason
not to blast you

into radioactive space dust.

You deceitful charlatan!

Now Mohana, I know we've
had our differences.

I've defaulted on
a few loans, yes,

I may or may not have destroyed
some of your space stations,

and I assure you,

had I known they were
your space stations...

Captain Krogarr,

the Arculon Destroyer is ready.

You know what Mohana,
I've had it up to here

with your ranting and
raving and complaining.

You knuckle dragging moron.

You primitive sub-humanoid being

with your paid escorts and
your sycophantic followers.

I think it's about
time you learned

who's really the
boss around here.

Krogarr!

There will be no forgiveness.

Activate the Arculon Destroyer.

The Arculon Destroyer?!

How can this be?

♪ Ahoo hey-eh-eh-eh ♪

Oh boy.

Destroy that ship!

Have a nice life, Krogarr.

Whoa, what happened back there?

Ah, who cares?

We've got nothing but
the future ahead of us.

Yes. The boundless freedoms
of our dreams awaits us.

I'll get you, Destructivas.

Somehow, someway, I'll get you.

It appears we may be too late.

Better late than never, let's
get this thing hooked up.

It's time for distraction, no?

Help me!

I am peacekeeper
prototype Exoria Two.

I have not been tasked
with your apprehension.

Deactivate yourselves
immediately

and you will not be harmed.

Do yourself a favor
and run, little girl.

Events are about
to get apocalyptic.

Distraction achieved. Let's go!

Mercy.

There will be no mercy this day.

Without your precious
Arculon Destroyer,

you're nothing but fodder

for my hoards of
barbarous warriors.

Who dares interrupt my
poetic pontifications.

Um, I give up. I
was just leaving.

Thank you.

Uh, I have an
announcement to make!

They have the Arculon Destroyer.

Run for your lives!

You have done
well, Destructivas.

But your story is not over yet.

You got your weapon back,

now return us to
our dream world.

All right, what's going on?

I'm gonna go look for a broom.

You're not the only ones
with a time machine.

We traveled back in
time 10,000 years,

introduced the
Arculon Destroyer,

and brought peace in
this once war-torn world.

Just to see the
looks on your faces.

And to be honest, I'm
a little disappointed.

10,000 years! Poker faces.

Now, if you don't mind.

We can get 600 coupons

for delivering this
bad boy to Krogarr.

So step aside.

Well, you better go back in time

to about 10 hours ago.

'Cause Krogarr is
now a dead-garr.

Surprise!

I'm back, baby.

Thought you could pull
one over on me, did ya?

Back away from that
Arculon Destroyer

or I'll fry your circuits.

Bite me, Krogarr.

To enter the gates of
enlightenment, you must choose.

The all-seeing heart of love,

or the chainsaw of destruction.

What are you doing in my dream?

We're here to help you choose.

This is an important decision.

Hmm.

I built my whole life
around this moment.

Now that I have the
Arculon Destroyer,

I can destroy my enemies

and anyone else
who gets in my way.

Wait. Are we still getting paid?

Are you kidding me?

You idiots are the
worst bunch of criminals

I've ever had the
displeasure of working with.

I'll buy you a slice of
pizza, but nothing more.

That's fair.

I like pizza. - That's fair.

- I like pizza.
- I love pizza!

Foolish mortals.

You cannot stop the
architects of annihilation.

The executors of extinction.

Bow down before your destroyers.

Or be

destroyed.

Not so fast, Mohana.

Take one more step and
I push this button.

Your threats mean
nothing to me, Krogarr.

Now put down that toy.

And eliminate yourself,

so I may refrain
from lifting my arms.

Easy, Krogarr,

you have no idea the power
you're about to unleash.

Yeah, man. That thing's
hotter than a supernova.

Don't push it.

Push it!

No, don't push
it. Push it! Yeah!

Trust has led to much chaos.

Maybe chainsaw would be best.

Trust isn't such a bad
thing. I trust you.

Sometimes it works out.

You guys aren't helping much.

I can't believe I'm saying this,

but can everyone just
relax for a second?

She's right. Everyone relax.

Nah!

Look, a few minutes ago,

I'd be the first person
to split a head open

or chop an arm off.

But I think right now we
need to use our heads.

I can't help but think we've
been drawn here together

for a reason.

That we're meant for
something bigger.

We have to figure this out.

And not with our fists,
but with our brains.

Our computers,

our hearts.

Our hearts.

Ah, screw this.

♪ We're a big, big family ♪

♪ In a big, big universe ♪

♪ Oh so many faces ♪

♪ But our hearts are one ♪

♪ We're a big, big family ♪

♪ In a big, big universe ♪

♪ Oh so many faces ♪

♪ But our hearts are one ♪

Love.

Love is the most powerful
force in the universe.

And what is music?

Music is love.

Balderdash!

Sorry.

Trog solve. Trog solve.

Okay Trog, go ahead.

A bird in the hand,

worth two in bosh.

I can't even believe
that. What the hell?

I'm sorry. But
"bosh" is not a word.

Oh wait, wait.
They're telling me...

Oh, oh, I guess it is a word!

Well ladies and
gentlemen, how about that?

What do I know?

Congratulations Trog.

Doltron, tell them
what they've won.

Get ready for fun in the sun!

You have won an all expense
paid trip to the planet Earth!

Home of the Tyrannosaurs Rex,

24 hour volcanic eruptions,

and the Pyramids
of Fun water park!

Information not guaranteed
to be up to date.

Off-planet taxes may apply.

Yay Trog!

Alrighty! Alrighty.

This is Ploot
Tellbot, signing off

and reminding you that
no matter where you go,

there you are.

Well that's just great.

Just leave me out
here, floating around.

Anyway, here's some credits
and some other stuff.

Hey look, I'm on TV!

♪ Listen all you humans ♪

♪ Don't run away don't flee ♪

♪ We have come to conquer
the entire galaxy ♪

♪ The rings of Saturn,
they twist and they fold ♪

♪ Round and round your head
and out through your nose ♪

♪ The winds on Titan
they burn icy cold ♪

♪ Up and down your spine,
right down to your soul ♪

♪ We are the ones that
they warned you about ♪

♪ Rip off your heads and
let your goodies run out ♪

♪ We'll snatch and peel
your coverings off ♪

♪ We'll take your bones
and throw them aloft ♪

♪ On mercury the
girls are real hot ♪

♪ And their kisses will melt
you right out of your socks ♪

♪ Their curves are sharp
and rubber will burn ♪

♪ On any fool that lines
up to take a turn ♪

♪ We are the ones their
fathers warned them about ♪

♪ We sent them home with
their fires put out ♪

♪ Yes we did ♪

♪ Chilled to the bone
they were still content ♪

♪ With memories of
the times we spent ♪

♪ Folks on Mars do
love a good fight ♪

♪ And you can hear them going
at it off into the night ♪

♪ Well they cur... ♪

Wait a minute, what
do they do? They...

♪ Curse and they wail til
they're blue in the face ♪

♪ And when they tie up ♪

♪ You can see the dust
cloud from space ♪

♪ Watch 'em run ♪

♪ They run for cover
when we come to town ♪

♪ We pick 'em up and
slam 'em to the ground ♪

♪ Dare them to breathe
or even move an inch ♪

♪ We kick their rasses
with a monkey wrench ♪

♪ Yeah, bring it on ♪

♪ I'm your huckleberry ♪

♪ Get it on ♪

♪ Come on robots ♪

♪ We'll just take it on home ♪

♪ We are the ones they
were warned about ♪

♪ Rip off your heads and
let their goodies run out ♪

♪ Deep to the bone
they was ill-content ♪

♪ Memories of the
times we spent ♪