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(dramatic music)

- Okay, Venus?

- Okay, Steve.

- Right, let's go.

(dramatic music)

(thrusters blasting)

(engine roaring)

(thrusters exploding)

(upbeat music)

(bright music)

(upbeat music)

(engine roaring)

(machines whirring)

Fireball XL5 to Space City.

Steve Zodiac here checking in at end of patrol.

- Your routine check logged, Fireball XL5.

Anything to report before you leave the sector, Steve?

- Not a thing, Commander.

In fact, it's been real dull this trip.

- The trouble with you, Steve,

is that you're strictly an action guy.

Okay, you can make for home now.

- Fireball XL5 leaving patrol area.

(engine roaring)

- Hold homing course 2340-blue, Robert.

- Holding homing course 2340-blue.

- Everything a-okay with you, Matt?

- Everything's just boss, Steve.

- Say, Venus, how about you?

Doing anything?

- Zoonie and | have got a date.

- Oh, you have.

Anyone | know?

- Well, you should.

It's you, you tootie.

- Well | hope it's more exciting than this patrol.

(explosion booming)

(dramatic music)

- Help!

Help!

It's here!

Steve, help!

(suspenseful music)

- Robert, take over this is an emergency.

(explosion booms)

(dramatic music)

(foreboding music)

- Arcon commander in gamma ship

3-0 reporting to Electra control.

Neutroni bomb on Earth spaceship.

Fireball XI5 successfully exploded.

Awaiting further orders.

- [Ultra Arcon] This is Ultra Arcon.

Congratulations, Commander.

Now carry out stage two of plan.

Capture the Earth men

then return to base for recharging, over.

- Stage two commencing.

(dramatic music)

- Steve's overdue with the latest routine homing check.

Call him up, Lieutenant.

- Space City to Fireball XL5.

Space City to Fireball XL5.

(static crackling over radio)

Space City to Fireball XL5.

Space City to Fireball X15.

- Ooh!

Stop!

Help!

(Steve coughing)

- Stand back, Venus.

(dramatic music)

- Oh, the heat it's terrible.

(dramatic music) (fire crackling)

- Space City to Fireball XL5.

Space City to Fireball XL5.

Are you receiving me, Fireball XL5?

Over.

(static crackles over radio)

- | don't like it.

They've just disappeared.

- Not just disappeared, sir.

Look at the star map at the edge of sector 25.

- Fireball is absolutely stationary.

A sitting target.

Where's the nearest patrol ship?

- Uh, Light Patrol LP22 in sector 26.

- Call him up.

Tell him to investigate.

- Space City to LP22.

(engine roaring)

Space City to LP22, over.

- LP22, Master Astronaut Kelly

receiving you loud and clear, over.

- Investigate Fireball XL5

in free-float sector 25,

reference code 2410-red.

Proceed at once and maintain contact, over.

- LP22 go, go, go.

(thrusters blasting)

(dramatic music)

- Mmm, Space Gyro mechanism is badly damaged.

- Can it be repaired?

- | sure hope so.

Without it we can't get Fireball back to base.

Better ask Matt what he thinks.

- By the way, where is he?

- Come on, Robert, switch off.

- Switch off.

Switch off.

- Not that switch, you stupid robot.

The other switch.

- Other switch.

Other switch.

- Oh, let me down!

Let me down!

Now the other switch, Robert.

- Now the other switch.

- Oh, thank goodness.

Oh!

Help!

Robert, Robert!

You raving, ridiculous robot.

- Raving.

Ridiculous.

- Oh.

Let me down!

- Raving.

Ridiculous.

- Oh!

- Hey, what goes on?

- Help, Steve, help.

Robert's gone crazy.

- The master switch, Robert.

- Master switch.

(light comical music)

- Wait til | get my hands on that robot.

Ouch!

- Poor Matthew,

but you should know better

than to call Robert names.

He's a very sensitive robot, you know.

(dramatic music)

- A good thing the fire didn't reach the fuel tanks.

You must've moved fast, Steve.

- | had to.

What do you reckon caused the explosion?

- This, in the mechanism of the Space Gyro itself.

- A bomb.

- A neutroni-controlled bomb, to be exact.

- Must have been planted on Fireball

and exploded by remote-control neutroni signals.

- Yeah, it looks like somebody wanted us

to be stranded right here in space.

- A neat and very nasty piece of sabotage.

- We must try to get in touch with Commander Zero.

Maybe he can send help from the next sector.

- If somebody else doesn't reach us first.

Venus is trying to get through now.

(dramatic music)

(foreboding music)

- Fireball to Space City.

Fireball to Space City.

(sighs) It's no use.

The explosion must have damaged

the neutroni accelerator.

- Any luck with the transmitter, Venus?

- [Venus] No, Steve.

Have you found out what caused the explosion?

- A neutroni-controlled bomb in the Gyro mechanism.

We can make temporary repairs

to get us back to base,

but it'll take time.

- Meanwhile, Fireball's a sitting duck.

(dramatic music)

(ominous music)

- Look, Commander!

Unidentified spacecraft entering sector 25,

and it's travelling towards Fireball.

- | can see that,

but what is it that's what | wanna know.

- Your guess is as good as mine, sir.

- "Guess?"

We don't guess in Space City, Lieutenant.

- Yes, sir.

- Space City to LP22.

This is Commander Zero.

For pity sakes, step on it, Kelly.

- I'm doing my best, Commander.

(eerie music) (engine roaring)

- Now first thing we've gotta do

is to repair this section here.

- Steve, look.

(eerie music)

(machine whirring)

- Agamma ray.

There's nothing we can do.

(steam hissing)

- Only a second and all of them,

even the robot, are stunned.

The light will attract them,

draw them towards us like moths.

No living being can resist the gamma ray.

(ethereal music)

Come, little space moths,

into the gamma light, you come.

(ethereal music)

(foreboding music)

(suspenseful music)

(spacecraft humming)

(dramatic music)

Helpless as a collection of moths pinned on a show card.

Hey, Colonel Zodiac.

Everything is blood, isn't it, Colonel?

The effect of the gamma ray

seems to have affected your friends more deeply.

- You.

You.

- It's useless to try to get up, Colonel.

- Every Earth patrol in the area will be searching for us.

- I'm afraid not, Steve Zodiac.

Bombs have been planted on every ship,

and the gamma ray is still effective in Fireball XL5.

- Where are you taking us?

- To the planet Electra.

Now, while | am gone,

| shall switch on the gamma ray

just to keep you in your present weak state.

(gamma ray whirring)

Just relax, Colonel.

Relax and the journey to Electra will soon be over.

(gentle music)

- Look, Commander.

The unidentified ship is moving right away from Fireball.

(monitor beeping)

- Well, either that was a friendly spaceship,

or they've taken Steve and the crew with them.

Or worse!

Well, Kelly will soon tell us the answer.

(engine humming)

(control panel whirring)

(jet pack whooshing)

- No sign of life,

but all this bright light.

Eh, what gives?

(eerie music)

| should've brought my dark glasses.

Dark glasses.

(groaning softly)

(dramatic music)

(engine humming)

(Matic groans)

- Gosh, do | feel tootie.

- What's happened to us, Steve?

This terrible light.

- [Steve] Gamma light.

- Aray form of anaesthetic radiation.

- Under it's influence,

we're virtually paralysed.

Even Robert's out for the count.

- Gamma light has affected his photo cells.

- But, what will happen to us, Steve?

- | don't know, Venus.

According the Arcon Commander,

we are heading for the planet Electra.

- Guess we're gonna be recharged there.

Gamma spaceships can't stay in space for long at a time.

That's why they've never got as far as Earth.

- | just hope no one from Space City tries to find us.

They've all got neutroni bombs planted on board.

(gentle music)

- Space City to LP22 Master Astronaut Kelly

come in please, over.

(dramatic music)

LP22, are you receiving me?

Are you receiving me, LP22?

Something's very wrong, sir.

- I'll say there is!

Only one way to find out what goes on,

that's to go see for myself.

Prepare space rescue ship one for take off immediately.

- Yes, sir!

Space rescue ship one

required for immediate take off.

Space rescue crew emergency red.

Emergency red.

Code 24, go!

Code 24, go!

(alarm blaring)

(gentle music)

(electricity crackles)

(dramatic music)

- So these are the Earth people.

What a puny lot, pink and flabby.

- What have you got against the space patrol?

They only try to keep the peace.

- Silence, Earth man.

We do not need your help.

We are a superior race.

We have had our eye on Earth for a long time.

It is the prize of the universe,

and it will soon be ours.

- You wouldn't stand a chance.

- First, we will take over your stranded spaceships,

and then make our way to Earth.

Our agents have already planted the neutroni bombs

all over Space City.

AS we approach,

we shall explode them all,

and Earth will be defenceless.

What do you say to that, pink people?

- | think you're crazy.

- Take them away, Commander,

to the store room.

Put them with all the junk,

but leave this one behind.

He is really interesting.

Nothing pink and flabby about him.

| think we'll conduct a few experiments with him.

(laughing sinisterly)

(dramatic music)

- Space rescue ship one, all checks here go,

so far, good luck, Commander.

- Thanks, Lieutenant.

(thrusters exploding)

(engine roaring)

- Sit down.

Stand up.

Walk.

Now stop.

Turn around.

Walk.

(Ultra Arcon laughing sinisterly)

- Poor Robert he's having a tough time.

- Yeah, serve him right if he goes berserk.

- If only we could get out of here.

- If only we could see to get out of here.

The effects of the gamma ray

still haven't quite worn off yet.

Hey, what's this?

These are great.

| can see perfectly!

Pity there aren't any more.

- A fascinating play thing.

Stop.

- The gamma ship will be almost ready.

| better go to see how the pink Earth people are getting on.

- Good, Commander.

(door whirring)

- Someone's coming, Steve.

- Now's our chance.

(Matic moaning)

- What's the matter pink man?

(dramatic music)

Oh!

- Venus, you take his glasses.

Lead Matic to the gamma ship,

and I'll join you there as soon as I've got Robert.

(dramatic music)

- Most ingenious.

Most ingenious.

The Earth men are not as stupid as | thought.

- [Steve] That's right, we're not.

- Earth man!

- And not so helpless as you thought.

(dramatic music)

- My vision is definitely clearing.

- We are standing by for takeoff.

All set to go when you are, Steve.

- Okay, you took him apart.

Now you can put him together,

and make it snappy!

Venus, we'll be ready for take off in two minutes.

(dramatic music)

(spacecraft whirring)

Entering sector 25 now.

- Look, Steve, the space rescue ship SR1.

(engine roaring)

- | can see a gamma spaceship at 210-red.

Prepare interceptors I'm going in to engage.

(mechanical whirring)

Gamma spaceship 210 closing.

- It's Commander Zero.

He's going to attack us.

Call him up on the neutroni radio, Steve,

and tell him we're aboard.

- Are you crazy?

If there's one of those neutroni bombs

planted on the rescue ship,

the neutroni radio waves could set it off.

- What can we do, Steve?

(engine humming)

- Interceptor one ready.

Standing by to correct course.

Ten seconds.

- Steve, 10 seconds before he fires.

We'll be blown to pieces.

- Quiet, Venus.

I'm trying to think.

(suspenseful music)

(engine roaring)

- Six seconds to go, five, four.

(dramatic music)

- I've got it!

(gamma ray whirring)

(eerie music)

- Say.

Hold it.

Say.

What goes on?

(dramatic music)

- On our way home.

- Sorry, Commander,

but it was either that or the end of all of us.

- Okay, but next time you cut loose

with a gamma ray, Zodiac, take it easy.

Boy have | got a headache.

- Have an old-fashioned aspirin, Commander.

Still the best cure for a headache.

- And while you're about it, Venus,

| could do with a couple of pills too.

| got an even bigger headache.

- That's because you've got a bigger head.

What are you trying to do,

qualify for a Purple Heart?

- Now see here, Commander,

I'm not used to being insulted like that.

- Well you soon will be.

We've a long journey back to Earth,

and if | don't knock some sense into that

thick skull of yours before we reach Earth,

my name isn't Zero.

They don't call me the terror of Space City for nothing.

- Well, Steve, by the sound of it,

the gamma ray hasn't harmed Commander Zero one little bit.

In fact, he sounds in better shape than ever.

(dramatic music)

(upbeat theme music)

~ 1 wish | was a space man J

~ The fastest guy alive

f I'd fly you around the universe f

f In Fireball XL5 I

~ Way out in space together J

< Compass 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

~ Because you would be my Venus of the sky I