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(dramatic suspenseful music)

- Okay, Venus?

- Okay, Steve.

- Right, let's go.

(dramatic instrumental music)

(engines roaring)

(engines booming)

(dramatic suspenseful music)

(triumphant music)

(suspenseful music)

(engines rumbling)

(suspenseful music)

- Well, Dr. Sampson, | think we can now confirm

our previous reports to Earth.

- Yes, Dr. Baker.

Planet 73 is very suitable for habitation.

| can't say I'll be sorry to leave this deserted world.

We have been here for six months now.

- | know, Sampson, but we had to make absolutely certain

this glass soil could provide for the needs of men.

You can radio to Space City on Earth that Planet 73

can be the next world to be populated.

(engines rumbling)

- Proceed to Earth man's laboratory and destroy.

Repeat, to destroy.

(engines rumbling)

(suspenseful music)

- Well, Steve, Fireball XL5's the next ship due away

from the launch rail.

- Yeah, Commander Zero,

but we still got another night on Earth

before we begin our patrol.

- And I'm going to make sure | get a good night's rest.

I'm going to bed early.

- Good night.

- Pleasant dreams, Venus.

But be ready for our medical check bright and early.

Good, she's gone.

Now we can go and buy that disc, Matt.

- Yeah, Steve.

It'll sure be a nice surprise for Venus's birthday.

(eerie music)

(explosion booming)

- Dr. Baker, take a look at the radar scanner.

It seems to have picked up some moving objects

on the planet's surface.

- But that's impossible.

We established there was no motivation whatsoever on 73.

- But | tell you the scanner has located six moving objects.

- Yes, yes, you're quite right, Sampson.

Turn on the long-range monitor.

(monitor whirring) (clock clicking)

- They are very hazy,

must be on the other side of the planet.

- Yes, but | can see enough to tell you

that they are a threat to our very existence here

and any other form of life that comes to 73.

(engines rumbling) (eerie music)

- Continue course CBO3.

Destroy all obstacles.

(artillery booming)

Destroy all obstacles.

(artillery booming)

(explosion booming)

- There is nothing that can stop them.

They are robots of hostile intelligence

that have been seeking a home for years.

- Yes of course, the Granatoids,

but isn't there anything we can do?

- Well there is a mineral called Plyton that repels them,

but it is very rare.

- Then there is not a moment to lose.

| must radio Space City for help.

(upbeat jazzy music)

- Well, hello there young fellas, come in.

I'm glad you stopped by.

Now, | wanted to ask you something, Colonel Zodiac.

Now | don't know if I've ever told you this

but me pappy was one of the first men

to go into outer space.

- Yeah, Ma, you told us.

- Well you'll understand why I've got this hankering

to follow his lead, Colonel Zodiac.

- Now I'm sorry, Ma, the answer's still no.

| can't take passengers in Fireball, it's a patrol ship.

- But I'd be no bother to you, Colonel.

- I'm real sorry, Ma. Now how about that disc?

Can we hear it?

- Oh, all right, Colonel.

Just go into the audio lounge

and I'll switch it through to you.

(upbeat jazzy music)

- Say, Matt, what's that contraption?

- It's called an Electro Orchestra.

A kind of one man orchestra run by electronics.

I'll show you how it works.

- Sure, Matt, when the disc is through, huh?

It sure is a cool number.

(upbeat jazzy music)

- Hey, Ma, that's great.

- All right, Professor, I'll gift wrap it for you.

(dramatic music)

- | can't get through to Earth, Dr. Baker.

- Increase the signal, Sampson.

We've got to get a ship up here

before those machines reach us.

- Now, I'll give you a demonstration

of the Electro Orchestra, Steve.

- | didn't know you were a musician, Matt.

- (laughs) Get a load of this.

- Do you mind if | listen?

- Why no, Ma, grab a seat.

(upbeat jazzy music)

That's a gasser, Matt, Venus has got to hear this.

- Oh, it would make a nice present

for Dr. Venus's birthday, Colonel.

- Sure, | wonder Steve, why don't we get it for her?

- Okay, okay, we'll take it, Ma.

Can you have it delivered to Fireball XL5?

- I'll arrange it at once, Colonel.

Now don't worry, it will be well crated

so that it won't be damaged.

(explosions booming)

(suspenseful music)

- Planet 73 to Space City, come in Space City.

Planet 73 to Space City, come in Space City.

Come in Space City.

Planet 73 to Space City. Earth come in please!

- Go ahead Planet 73, receiving you force two.

- [Samson] Granatoid tanks have landed

on other side of planet.

- Granatoids!

- Okay, Lieutenant, I'll handle this one.

- [Samson] Request pick up ship calls to help us.

- You betcha!

Doctor, I'll get a patrol rocket up there but fast.

This is serious!

Red alert, Fireball XL5 crew report to control room at once.

Granatoid tanks have landed on Planet 73.

- Oh no, not those things again.

| thought we'd finished with them.

- Oh yes, the Granatoids.

Yes, me father told me about them.

He said that | was never to be afraid of them.

- Some other time, Ma, we've gotta go now.

- But don't you see, Colonel?

If you take me with you | could help.

| remember it well.

He gave me this necklace at the same time.

Oh me pa wouldn't have told me not to fear the Granatoids

if they could harm me.

- I'm sorry, Ma, but we have to go.

- But I'm sure | could help.

- There's no stocks of Plyton left

and that's the only thing that can stop those tanks.

- But wouldn't missiles do the job, Commander?

- Missiles? Missiles?

Do you think I'd be worrying my head off

if it was as simple as that Ninety?

Missiles, huh.

| don't know what you use for brain some days, Lieutenant.

Where's Zodiac and Matic?

Wow, it's about time you two got here.

Now Professor, can you rig something

to get rid of these Granatoid tanks?

- Well now, that's some question, Commander,

but I'd have to get your okay

for the special apparatus | need.

- You have my permission to go jump off the moon

if it'll help Matic, but get something working!

(suspenseful music)

- There, that's ready.

The parcel should be here to take it to Fireball soon.

(dramatic music)

- Roger, Commander, ready for liftoff.

- All systems read green, XL5. Blast-off!

(engines booming) (engines roaring)

(suspenseful music)

- [Samson] | sure hope Fireball XL5 gets here in time.

- I'm afraid there is nothing they can do.

We are doomed.

(dramatic instrumental music)

(suspenseful music)

- Professor Matic doesn't hold out much hope

for the gadget he's making, does he, Steve?

- I'm afraid not, Venus.

But there's just a chance it might work

- Hand me the interactive coil, Robert.

And for Pete's sake, don't drop it.

- [Robert] For Pete's sake don't drop it.

- I'm fresh out of orange pills, Steve.

I'll go down to the hold and get some supplies.

- Roger, Venus.

How you making out, Matt?

- Slow but sure, Steve.

Gee, | hope this thing works,

but we'll have to get mighty close to use it.

(dramatic music)

- Now let me see, | need two boxes of these

and the vitamin capsules are over there.

Say Steve, what's that large crate in the corner?

| never seen a crate that size in emergency stores.

- Oh yeah, that, it's a surprise, Venus.

I'll tell you about it later.

- Gee | love surprises but what a big crate.

(box rattling)

That's funny, | could have sworn

| heard a knocking sound then.

(bright music)

Steve, there isn't anything live in this crate is there?

- No, Venus, why? Is something wrong?

- You better come down take a look, Steve.

- Okay, Venus, as soon as | get Robert back

to take over the controls.

- (gasps) Good heavens!

- Why hello, Dr. Venus, I'm glad you came in.

It was getting very hot in here.

- Ma Doughty?

- No, no, don't be angry, Colonel.

| am the only one that can help you.

- Don't be angry?

Do you realise that everyone

aboard the ship will be in deadly danger

when we reach Planet 73?

You're a stowaway, Ma, and | oughta lock you

in the prison compartment.

You sure put me on the spot, Ma.

| can't turn back, we've got a strict schedule to keep.

What am | gonna do with you?

- She'll be alright with me, Steve.

- Oh yes, please Colonel, | won't be a bit of trouble.

(dramatic music)

(explosion booming)

- Mission proceeding as planned.

Approaching Earth man's laboratory.

(engine roaring)

- Okay, Steve, it's finished, let's get down there.

We haven't much time to spare.

(suspenseful music)

- I'll have to take the whole ship down, Matt,

those doctors have a lot of equipment

to be transported back to Earth.

(dramatic music)

We're on our way down to Planet 73.

| want Ma Doughty to remain in the lounge

until further orders, is that understood?

- Very well, Steve.

Now you hear what Steve says, Ma?

- Yes, yes Venus, but | just wish you'd allow me to help.

(dramatic music)

- Ready to land on Planet 73.

(engine whining)

Prepare jet mobiles Matt, Venus.

Keep on free-float, Robert.

- [Robert] Keep on free-float.

- I'll bring the Plyton registering metre along, Steve.

Just in case there are any deposits of the mineral around.

- [Steve] Roger, Matt.

(mysterious music)

- I'll be quiet.

| do wish they let me set foot on the planet.

(mysterious music)

- Colonel Zodiac is leaving the rocket, we are safe.

- Not yet, Sampson, the tanks are heading for the clearing.

(mysterious music)

(dramatic music)

- Thank goodness you've arrived in time, Colonel Zodiac.

- Don't start raising your hopes, Doctor.

Professor Matic is by no means sure that his apparatus

will stop those Granatoid machines.

- Afraid there's no Plyton in the area, Steve.

The counter registers nil.

- Well our only hope is that your gadget will .

- But we could all get aboard Fireball

and leave those things here.

- I'm afraid not, Dr. Sampson.

While those Granatoid machines are here

Planet 73 is not fit for habitation.

They've got to be dispersed before we leave this spot.

Come on, Matt.

(dramatic music)

(explosion booming)

- Earth man's laboratory coming into range.

- Now, Professor, before the tanks get too close!

(suspenseful music)

(machine whirring) (tanks rumbling)

- Increase power, Matt, it's having no effect!

It's not working, Matt, the power's not enough!

(machine whirring) (tanks rumbling)

- I'll by god, they'll all be killed.

Oh, the professor's machine won't help.

Only | can stop those tanks, | know | can.

(tanks rumbling)

- Come on, Matt, we'd better get to cover

before those things start using some power of their own.

- Interceptor three, fire,

(explosion booming) (dramatic music)

- I'm sure | can persuade them to go.

- Steer course ZBGO Green,

surround all the people.

Surround all the people and destroy!

(artillery booming)

- We better take cover and try to make it to Fireball!

- Yeah, but | sure hate to admit I'm licked.

Say, look!

(dramatic music)

(artillery booming)

| guess that settles it.

The Granatoid tanks are surrounding us.

We can't reach the ship!

(dramatic music)

(artillery booming)

- Get down, everyone!

Oh, Steve, are you hurt?

- No, Venus, I'm coming across.

- It's only a matter of time before those tanks destroy

every piece of cover around, then it-

- Oh, don't, Professor! Steve, hurry!

(suspenseful music)

(artillery booming)

- Stop!

Granatoid machines, stop!

- She's gone crazy, | knew | should have locked her up.

- Proceed towards the woman and destroy.

(suspenseful music)

- Leave this planet. Go!

Never return.

Leave us in peace.

Go!

(mysterious music)

Get back!

You can not hurt me.

| have the secret.

(mysterious music)

(artillery booming)

- Got to save her!

- No! Steve!

Hey, come back, there's nothing you can do!

(mysterious music)

- Registering strong Plyton radiation

from the woman.

Abandon mission, abandon mission.

Return to Granatoid.

Return to Granatoid.

(triumphant music)

- They're going away, | don't understand.

They're going away.

(dramatic music)

- Are you okay, Ma?

- I'm quite okay, Colonel, but for a moment there

| thought me dear old pappy had let me down.

- But how did you do it? It's a miracle!

- When you had a pappy like mine, Colonel Zodiac,

all things were possible.

- Yes, Ma, you must be very proud of him.

Come on, I'll take you back to the ship.

- | got down here on me own

and I'll get back to XL5 on me own.

You have to be tough to be an astronaut.

(bright music)

(monitor crackling)

- Plyton.

- What?

- Plyton.

Didn't you see, Steve, it's the answer.

Those unusual pearls Ma Doughty wears are made of Plyton.

- Oh | get it, so that's why the Granatoid tanks were beaten

and | thought she had some power over them

- Well she did, Steve.

(engine roaring)

(people chattering)

- Space Patrol, this is Commander Zero.

| want you to know that | do not approve

of holding parties in the control room.

But this is an exception.

Okay, Matt, tear it up!

(upbeat happy music)

(upbeat jazzy music)

~ 1 wish | was a spaceman S

~ The fastest guy alive

< I'd fly you round the universe f

f In Fireball XL5 I

~ Way out in space together J

~ Conquerors of the sky

My heart would be a fireball

A fireball

f Every time | gazed into your starry eyes f

S We'd take the path to Jupiter

~ And maybe very soon J

¢ We'd cruise along the Milky Way ¢

¢ And land upon the moon J

¢ To a wonderland of stardust J

~ We'll zoom our way to Mars I

My heart would be a fireball

A fireball

£ and you would be my Venus of the stars