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(dramatic music)

- Okay, Venus?

- Okay, Steve.

- Right, let's go!

(vehicles whirring) (dramatic music)

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(rockets booming) (engine roaring)

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(man whistling) (upbeat music)

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- Yeah, uh-uh, well. Hm.

- [Zero] What do you think, Professor?

- I'm inclined to agree with the lieutenant, sir.

Now, we know the planet Floran is virtually a jungle planet,

but from the latest evidence,

I'd say the plant life has disappeared.

- Acomplete and total famine?

- Exactly.

And it is our duty to preserve life

as much as possible on the planets.

- Yep, part of the Space Patrol code.

Okay, prepare to start the countdown, Lieutenant.

XL5 leaves immediately.

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- Course code 1-7-2-0 Black.

- Check.

Code 1-7-2-0 Black it is.

Well, that's it, we're on our way.

(engine roaring)

- Keep Neutroni contact open with XL5, Lieutenant.

- Yes, sir.

- I'm gonna have a spot of shuteye.

Things should be quiet.

(explosion booming)

Lieutenant!

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- | didn't touch a thing, sir!

It just happened!

- Don't make excuses!

If it wasn't you, who was it?

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(Zoonie humming)

| might have guessed.

Why did | ever agree to have you around Space City?

- | don't think he meant it, sir.

- He never means it.

But that doesn't stop him from doing it.

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(engine roaring)

- Nearing Planet Floran now, Steve.

We'll soon be in orbit.

- Okay, Matt.

I've sent Robert back to rear control.

Preparing to land.

- Roger, Steve. Join you in a few minutes.

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(engine whining)

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(vehicles whirring)

- [Steve] Wow, the vegetation has sure been wiped out.

- [Venus] To find out how, I'll need as many samples

as we can collect, Steve.

- Okay, let's go.

(vehicles whirring)

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- Consider yourself under close arrest, Zoonie.

Locking you up is the only way to keep you out of trouble.

Okay, follow me.

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- Follow me, follow me.

(alarm blaring)

- Oh no!

(alarm blaring)

- [Announcer] Fire emergency, evacuate Space City.

Reroute all landings, clear launching pads.

All personnel report to emergency stations.

- Report false alarm, Lieutenant.

- | can't, sir. The control panel's out of action.

(sirens blaring)

- I'll get even with him!

Somehow, I'll get even with him!

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(lighthearted music)

(Zoonie whistling)

(Zero chuckling)

(engine roaring)

- Message from Fireball Junior, sir.

They're returning to XL5 with samples.

- Okay, Lieutenant.

(engine roaring)

- Maintain course, Robert.

- Maintain course.

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- Get out!

- Well, how do you like that?

- [Venus] Okay, you can come in now.

- What was that all about?

- I'm sorry, Steve, but | was using cillathene gas

in that experiment.

If it got onto the spaceship,

we'd all be dead in a couple of hours.

There, let's put it away.

- [Steve] How did the experiments go?

- | discovered traces of Planetoid-3.

- Planetoid-3? Wow, the dreaded plant disease.

- That's right, Steve.

A meteorite must have carried it to Floran.

That accounts for the dying plant life.

It means that nothing can grow there,

and the inhabitants will starve to death,

if they haven't done so already.

- Now the XLS5 is carrying it to Earth.

- You'd better radio Space City, Steve,

and tell them to have the decontamination unit standing by.

This is serious.

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- XL5's approaching, sir.

- Okay.

(engine roaring)

(rockets booming)

Stand by decontamination unit.

(decontamination unit whirring)

(crane rattling)

(decontamination unit whirring)

(crane rattling)

(computer beeping)

(unit thudding)

(lights whirring)

- [Ninety] Okay, you're all clear.

Metre reading is normal.

- [Steve] Where's Zero, Lieutenant?

- The commander's in the conference room.

He wants to see you, Steve, right away.

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- Thank you, Dr. Venus.

You've made the position quite clear.

Well, now what?

- Well, | think Professor Matic has got a solution

to the problem.

- Well, uh, |, um.

| suggest that an alvium bomb be exploded

in the planet Floran's atmosphere.

- Of course, alvium. Mm.

The fallout would then kill the planetoid disease.

- That's right, Commander.

- But what about human life?

If there's still anyone left there, how would it effect them?

- Oh, it's quite harmless to human beings.

It's only effective on plant life.

- Okay, an alvium bomb it is.

- The XL5's been cleared, we can leave just as soon

as the warhead's fitted.

- Okay, gentlemen, then the XL5 leaves in two hours.

(rockets booming) (engines whining)

- Liftoff A-OK.

- Roger.

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(Zoonie whistling)

- Zoonie, stop that at once!

For Pete's sake, quit blowing that tin whistle!

(Zero chuckling)

- What's the matter, sir?

Did | say something funny?

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(Zoonie whistling) (Venus gasping)

- Oh! Oh, Zoonie.

Now, Zoonie, who gave you this?

Commander Zero, | suppose.

- Welcome home, welcome home.

- No, no, no, you can't have it back, Zoonie.

You'll drive us all crazy with it.

Now, I'll keep it safe until we get home.

Now you go and have a nice snooze, Zoonie.

- Welcome home.

- Stand by, Venus. We're approaching Planet Floran.

(engine roaring)

- Range, bearing 5-3-0-0 Green.

- Stand by warhead.

- Stand by warhead.

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- Three, two, one.

Fire!

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Detonate, now!

(explosion booming)

Bang on target!

Really board??.

- Matt, Venus, prepare for exploratory landing.

Zoonie and Robert to remain here.

(engine whining)

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(vehicles whirring)

Okay, let's take a look around.

- Welcome back, Earth people.

Welcome back.

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- Any word from XL5, Lieutenant?

- The last message said they were landing

to explore it, sir.

- Fine, fine.

(chuckling) Guess they'll give us a whistle

when they're coming home. (laughing)

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- Follow me.

- Follow me.

Follow me.

(Zoonie whimpering)

(Robert whistling)

(Zoonie whimpering)

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- Well, you sure did us proud.

- [Matt] Best meal I've had for years.

- Delicious, quite delicious.

And it's such a relief to find that you are friendly.

- Yes, we didn't expect to find anyone here at all.

- [Mead] We thought you were under the impression

that our planet was unguarded.

- Yes, it must have been a nasty shock for you.

- A pleasant surprise, let's say, gentlemen.

- Well, | must say, for a planet with such a food shortage,

you certainly provided a wonderful meal.

- Yeah, how come?

- When the disease struck, we laid a stock of food.

Enough to last us six months.

- Anyway, your troubles are over.

The bomb we've exploded will kill the disease,

and your plant life will revive again.

- You and your stories of bombs that will bring back life.

We know that bombs only destroy.

A clever trick, Earth people.

- Yes, a clever trick.

But we have not fallen for it.

You have been drugged.

- You're crazy.

- No, you're crazy to think

that you would get away with this.

Trying to conquer our planet when we are helpless.

- If you think-

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- Steve.

Steve, | feel, | feel dizzy.

(body thudding) (dramatic music)

- All right, Mead. Take their ray guns.

Tomorrow they will all die.

(Zoonie whistling)

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(Zoonie whimpering) (dramatic music)

(Zoonie whistling)

(gas hissing) (dramatic music)

- [Steve] Ooh, my head.

(Matt groaning)

- What hit me?

- | feel real tooty. What happened?

- Seems we were drugged, Venus.

Remember our charming friends?

- But where are we, Steve?

- Looks like a tower, Matt.

We're about 100 feet from the surface.

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(gas hissing)

(Zoonie whistling)

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- Well, don't you see?

The bomb we exploded will make your vegetation grow again.

- A good try, Earth man.

But you will not escape so easily.

How does it feel to be a prisoner on the planet

you hoped to conquer?

- Can't you understand, we're trying to help you!

Ah, it's no use.

He doesn't believe me.

- They left the Neutroni radio, Steve.

It won't help us any,

but we should report what's happened to Space City.

- Sure, Matt.

But you'll have to relay it through Robert

in central control.

- Yeah. Calling XL5, come in Robert.

Calling XL5.

Come in, Robert.

(Zoonie whistling)

- Steve, the whistle.

- [Steve] What about it?

- | put it with the cillathene gas.

Zoonie must have knocked the cylinder over to get it.

Oh, Steve!

Steve, if we don't get back soon, Zoonie will die!

He'll die!

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Listen.

(plants creaking)

It seems to be coming from outside.

Steve, look!

The alvium must have become effective.

- [Matic] The plants here grow at a fantastic speed.

- [Steve] Well, when it reaches the window,

we'll climb down the leaves.

Boy, are we in luck.

- But Steve, will we be in time to save Zoonie?

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(Zoonie whistling)

- He stopped whistling.

- Come on, Professor.

The plant's grown enough now.

You first, Venus.

- Okay, Steve.

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- Now you, Professor.

- Right, Steve.

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(leaves rustling) (suspenseful music)

- The prisoners! They have escaped!

- Come quickly.

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- Steve, Steve!

Steve, | can't move!

Oh, oh, help me, Steve!

- Steve, Steve!

It's a man-eating plant!

We're trapped!

- Oh, Steve, Steve, help me!

| don't, | don't think I've got the strength to get out.

- You, you're our only hope, Steve.

- Hold on.

Whatever you do, hold on.

| think | can just get out.

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Okay, I'm clear.

- Congratulations, Earth man.

- Yes, congratulations.

- Still no answer, sir.

- They shouldn't have been this long.

I'd give anything to hear that whistle again.

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(Zoonie moaning)

- [Steve] Thanks for rescuing us.

Sure glad you destroyed that man-eating plant.

Just as well you had my ray gun.

- We misjudged you completely

and we are truly sorry.

- Come on, Steve.

- Any time we can be of help-

- We are your servants.

- Well, goodbye.

- Goodbye. - Goodbye.

- Goodbye! - Goodbye!

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- | must go and find Zoonie.

- Wait a minute, Venus.

I'll turn on the air purifiers first.

(purifiers whirring)

- He must be all right.

He must.

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(Zoonie moaning)

Steve, Zoonie's okay.

Now that the air purifiers are on, he'll soon recover.

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(rockets booming)

- Oh, gee.

It's nice to be home.

- It sure is.

- You know, I'm not so sure we should let Commander Zero

get away with that whistle gag, Steve.

- Don't worry, Venus.

I've already seen to that.

(trumpet blaring)

- Lieutenant Ninety, take that thing away from him!

- But | already fed him, sir.

- What are you talking about, Lieutenant?

Will you stop the noise?

- Yes, sir, I'll tell the boys.

- Not boys, noise!

Oh, what's the use?

This is driving me crazy.

(trumpet blaring)

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~ The fastest guy alive J

¢ I'd fly you 'round the universe f

J In Fireball XL5 I

£ Way out in space together J

£ Conquerors of the sky I

f My heart would be a fireball

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f Every time | gazed into your starry eyes f

~ We'd take the path to Jupiter and maybe very soon I

£ We'd cruise along the Milky Way and land upon the moon S

~ Through a wonderland of stardust, we'll Zoom away to Mars f

f My heart would be a fireball

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~'Cause you would by my Venus of the stars I