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It's observation.

Secure the grounds.
Make sure no one enters or leaves.

Take good care of these, Sylvester Grogan,
whoever you are.

I'll be looking you up at the Le Baron.

The crystals!

Move aside.

The collimating crystals are gone.

No. Call the IADC, then call the police.

Right.

Mr. Mac Freeman,
please come to the desk.

Mr. Mac Freeman,
please come to the main desk.

Mr. Genteel,
please pick up the house phone.

That's right, sir.

Fire regulations prohibit 10 people...

from sleeping in a single room.

May I...

I'm sorry. May I help you?

Yes. My name is Diana Prince
and I believe I have a reservation.

- Prince?
- Yes.

You're not here
for the convention, are you?

- That's what this is, a convention?
- Yes. The science fiction convention.

It's being held at Paragon Studios
down the street.

And we have the misfortune
of being the closest hotel.

Why is it being held at a studio?

Paragon Studios is bringing back
its old Space Quest series.

The convention is part of their promotion.

If you'll please be patient with me,
Ms. Prince...

I'm sure your reservation
is here somewhere.

I'm beginning to hope it isn't.

You were running a six-minute mile,
Mr. Kimball.

But then again, it never hurts
for a thief to be fleet of foot.

Wouldn't want to shortchange a client.

Speaking of clients...

I was expecting a delivery last night.
Where were you?

Had nothing to deliver.

I know the crystals were stolen
from the observatory last night.

- Where are they?
- They're safe and sound.

No thanks to you.

The alarm system layout
you provided for me...

wasn't exactly up to date.

Once again, Mr. Kimball,
what did you do with the crystals?

I think they're on their way
out of the complex by now.

You left them there?

I didn't think it would look too good
if they were found on me.

You don't seem to understand,
Mr. Kimball.

There are big people involved
and I hired you to get me the crystals.

Look, you'll get the crystals.

- When?
- When I catch up with them.

You hired the best, Mr. Rohan.
You'll get the crystals.

Indeed I shall, Mr. Kimball.

Because of you, or in spite of you.

If you'll excuse me,
I've got a few more miles to run.

I said collimating crystals, Diana.

They were developed for lasers
used in space navigation.

They were on loan to the observatory.
Up until last night, that is.

So you got me on a 6:00 a. m. flight...

just because something that tells
how far away the moon is was stolen?

Collimating crystals
concentrate laser beams...

meaning that in the wrong hands, Diana...

small tactical laser weapons
are not only possible, but very practical.

And you want me to find out
whose hands they've fallen into.

Right.

You got the file of suspects
I sent to the airport, didn't you?

Yes. I studied it on the plane.

Most of the second-story men
you've singled out...

I've had some dealings with before.

No, it's all right.

Thank you.

Diana?

- That's another thing, Steve.
- Let me help.

You booked me into a hotel
filled with science-fiction conventioneers.

Yeah, I'm sorry about that.
The Torrence people suggested that hotel.

Have you been to the observatory yet?

First things first. Sylvester?

- Diana Prince.
- Sylvester Grogan.

What a pleasant surprise.

- Dr. Grogan's son is there?
- Yeah.

What are you doing here?

I'm in charge
of the C-6 Club moon-rock exhibit.

- The science fiction convention?
- Yeah.

Dad arranged it so we could borrow
the Torrence moon-rock collection.

You here for the convention, too?

No. I'm on an assignment.

He's gone into the hotel.

Perhaps, he's trying to find
a higher bidder.

It's going to be a pleasure
eliminating that arrogant fool...

once this is over.

Follow him.

Sooner or later he'll lead us
to the crystals.

All right.

I'll call you when I get back
from the observatory.

- All right. Goodbye.
- Bye.

All those guys in there are spies, or what?

Let's say they're not exactly
upstanding citizens.

First, where can I find
the Space Questicon...

and second, what the heck is it?

- Diana, what is it?
- Do me a big favor, Sylvester...

and have the desk clerk send this up
with my luggage. Okay?

- Yeah, sure.
- Thanks, Sylvester.

Hey, call me Sly! Remember?

Can I give you a hand, Mr. Kimball?

That's very kind of you.

I was wondering when we'd meet again.

Looks like you've already set up shop.
You have business here?

- Just attending the convention.
- I see.

Then you won't mind that Diana Prince...

wanted me to ask you a few questions.

Mostly about
some stolen laser equipment.

You won't have to use that.

But you will have to do something
that you've never done before.

Really?

And what's that, Mr. Kimball?

Catch me.

Kimball, you wouldn't.

Sorry.

You've never been
to a science fiction convention before?

I'm only going now
because something here...

- apparently ties into my assignment.
- Really?

The convention doesn't really start
until tonight...

with the masquerade contest.

- Right now they're just setting up.
- I see.

- What are they doing?
- Those are Logies.

Logan's Run fans.

He's a Sandman. The girls are Runners.
They chase each other periodically.

They're probably practicing
for a big run tonight.

Tomorrow we're gonna have
continuous movies...

and panels with your favorite actors
and authors...

and a blood drive for charity.

- What?
- A blood drive for charity.

- Hi, Janet.
- Hi, Ester.

And we'll also have
all these various exhibits.

In fact, we ought to go see
my exhibit right now...

- before it's mobbed.
- Well, I-

Come on. You'll love it.

Basically, everything's under control.

Don't forget to try to find that white glue.

I still got prizes to put together.

Excuse me. Could you tell me
where I might find a Sylvester Grogan?

Ester. He just went...
There he is, right there.

- We call him Ester. I'll get him. Hey-
- That's all right. He looks busy.

He must be showing her his exhibit.

Wonder where he picked her up?

- Old Ester got lucky.
- I'll say.

Why is the floor moving?

It's a simulation of space travel.
It's neat, huh?

It's fantastic,
but how about turning the lights back on?

- Please.
- Okay.

A rocking floor and spinning lights.

Really impressive, Sylvester.

- These are moon rocks, huh?
- Yep.

Using the special effects to display them
was my idea.

See, the C-6 Club is trying
to stimulate interest in space colonies.

So we thought it was only appropriate
that our exhibit...

showed what space travel was really like.

Please, Sylvester,
enough with the lights. Okay?

Okay.

It pays to have a dad who's
a heavyweight in the space program.

The Torrence folks lent us the display case
as well as the moon rocks.

Impressed?

And late, I'm afraid.

I warned you
I didn't have very long, Sylvester.

Sly.

- Okay, I'll walk you back to the hotel.
- Good.

I was afraid you were going to do this.

Here. This way.

Watch out for anybody
with overly large handbags...

or suspicious-looking umbrellas.

If you have any problems,
you can page me in the main area.

Sylvester, I think that he can handle it.

Right.

The masquerade contest tonight
is gonna be a real trip.

I'm sure you'll have a ball.

Janet, the Black A venger's just arrived
at the hotel.

Way to go. You just ignited a mob.

They should be at the hotel
in about two minutes.

That's quite a panic.

They'll never find him.
He's not in his costume yet.

Nobody knows what he looks like
without his costume.

- It's his trademark.
- Really?

No, I can't give out
the Black Avenger's room number.

I can't give you
Robby the Robot's room number, either...

so stop pestering me!

I'm here to see the Black Avenger.
My secretary gave me his room number.

I seem to have misplaced it.
Here's my card.

You're with Paragon Studios?

Casting department. Features.

Working on a three-pic deal
with the Black Avenger.

I have strict instructions
not to give out any-

- Left-handed Willie.
- What?

Part I've been trying to cast
for three weeks.

You're perfect for it. Ever acted?

In fact...

I have done a couple of commercials.

When can you come in for a test?
Tuesday okay?

Wednesday's my day off.

Wednesday it is. 3:00.
Stage 24. Ask for me.

Room number?

The Presidential Suite.

Thanks. You're beautiful.

Thank you, Mr. Mackleheimer?

No. Take a nice long look at yourself.

It'll be the last one you get for a while.

No more games, Kimball.

He's wearing this stupid costume,
isn't he?

- Simon Rohan?
- He has a long history of arrests.

Usually associated with military secrets.

Last year it was in Albany.

"lllegal sales of radioactive isotopes.

"Charges dropped
because of insufficient evidence. "

Yes. I know Rohan, Steve.

I ran into him last spring...

when he was arranging
to bug the UN Committee Room.

What makes you connect him
with missing collimating crystals?

Because he is presently in Los Angeles.

Rumor has it
that he has engaged the services...

of a professional burglar.
And we both know who that probably is.

Yes. One Mr. Kimball.

I'm going to need a photograph of Rohan
to leave with the desk clerk...

in case he does come around here.

I'll have the FBl
wire you a photo right away.

Okay. Give my regards to Ira.

- I'll talk to you later.
- Okay. Bye.

Her name is Diana Prince,
and yes, you have seen her.

Last year in New York.

The collimating crystals are one
of the government's pet projects.

I fully expected the IADC
to send someone out.

Unfortunately, she's one
of their best operatives.

By now she probably has an inkling
that I'm involved in this.

What do I do? I got a fix on Kimball.

Soon as he goes for the crystals,
boom, I'm there.

But what about her?

Perhaps, you should create
a terminal diversion for Ms. Prince.

I'm sorry. I have no pen.

Mr. Avenger! Mr. Avenger, sir.

Of your series, what was
your favorite episode?

My favorite episode. Yes.

That would be the one where the guy
with the pointy nose...

- falls into the fifth dimension.
- That wasn't your show.

Leroy Leonard's never been on your show.

- We just shot it.
- Wait a minute.

I know for a fact that Leroy Leonard
just finished two films back-to-back.

He couldn't possibly have had time
to be on your show.

Right.

He worked for us on his days off.

Does anybody here know
where I could find Sylvester Grogan?

Sylvester Grogan?

The Black Avenger!

What an honor, sir.

I'm your biggest fan.

I've seen all your shows at least twice.

My favorite one is where the guy
with the three ears...

falls into the fifth dimension.

Would you like some C-6 literature?

Some what?

C-6. It's a club lobbying world
governments to build cities in space.

Here, you can read all about it.

Sylvester,
I'll tell you what I'd really like.

I'd like a little tour
of your moon-rock exhibit.

I understand it's really remarkable.

- It's from the Torrence observatory, right?
- Yes, sir!

Could you wait right here just a second,
Mr. Avenger, sir?

Janet!

Be a sweetheart, please, and watch
the table, just for a second, okay?

Excuse me.

Right this way.

- Thanks, Janet.
- Sure, Ester.

Sly.

This way.

- The floor is tilting.
- Yeah, it's supposed to.

Do you think I could see it
with the lights on?

- Yeah, sure.
- Good.

Here.

Impressive.

I still get chills looking at these rocks.

Knowing they come from a place
that wasn't touched...

for thousands and thousands of years.

Yes.

Naturally, you have taken
security precautions.

- I noticed the guard outside.
- Only during the day.

At night when it's locked up,
we use an alarm system.

Sonic detector?

Yeah. That's exactly what it is.

Yes.

You can't take any chances, can you?

No, sir. Not with the Apollo moon rocks.

No. Not with the Apollo moon rocks.

You clever devil, you.

Sylvester, good news.

Orders from the front office.
I will be at the convention.

Fantastic!

Excuse me.
Diana, this is the Black Avenger.

Black Avenger, Diana Prince.
She's a real-life hero.

She works for the government.

I trust he wasn't about to say the IRS.

No. You can relax.
What time should I be here?

- The fun starts at 8:00.
- Good.

It was nice to meet you, Black Avenger.

And I hope you feel better
after being inside there.

I'll see you later, okay? Bye, Sylvester.

Sly.

She's going with me
to the masquerade contest.

We have a date.

- Excuse me. Ms. Prince?
- Yes.

The name is Chan,
with the IADC office out here.

I have some information for you.

- A photograph from Washington, I hope?
- Right. The photo.

But I can't give it to you in here.

- Let's go outside.
- Yeah.

- When did it arrive?
- The photo? Just now.

- Where did you get it?
- We took it off our central computer.

- Come on.
- Is that right?

Okay.

Enough is enough.

- What's going on?
- Nothing's going on.

What's with the hammerlock on the arm?

You like this better?

Here. Grab the line!

You might say that I've reached
the end of my rope...

and I want you to answer a few questions.

And then,
depending on what you tell me...

you might have to forget
all about the fun we've had here today.

Okay?

Check us in.

Mr. Rohan, you're early.

Where on earth have you been?

Swimming.

- We're almost ready.
- Good. I'll be backstage.

A little white sound
ought to keep that sonic detector busy.

Look, kid, why don't you go play
in the freeway or something, huh?

Please, kid, go away, huh?

You want my autograph?

No.

You're missing the masquerade.

You don't care.

Here. I have an idea. How about this?

Look, kid-

Perhaps, you should make that kids.

A lesson from you, Kimball.

In order to appear inconspicuous here,
one must be conspicuous.

Now, where are the crystals? In the case?

The pedestal.

What is this, Rohan?

I had every intention
of coming through for you.

You botched your assignment, Kimball.

Things here have become unduly messy.

And you, I'm afraid,
have become a loose end.

You're going to kill me?

I'll do what I must in order to tidy up.

But first, the crystals.

They're not here, Mr. Kimball.

Thank you.

Welcome, ladies and gentlemen.

Will Whoever swiped the spaceboot
from the spacesuit exhibit...

please return it.

Okay.

Now for the moment
you've all been waiting for.

Your host for tonight's masquerade,
Mr. Robby the Robot!

Thank you.

Welcome to the second annual
Space Questicon.

This was truly a golden year
of science fiction.

And if the tomorrows we've seen
on the silver screen...

for the past year weren't enough...

soon Space Quest will return
to our television screens...

thanks to the efforts of many of you,
I'm sure.

At this, give yourselves a hand.

- Hi, Diana.
- Hi. I'm sorry I'm late.

- Where have you been?
- I had a little business to take care of.

Where are the crystals, Mr. Kimball?

I have no idea.

And why on earth would I tell you if I did?

'Cause there's a chance,
no matter how slight...

that you might get out of this alive.

Our next contestant is Susie.

Modeling a fashion
from the planet Gothos.

Susie.

Source: her own imagination.

That's some imagination.

That'll really turn your head around.

This isn't just a corporate panty raid.

It's the big league.

Big people and big money are involved.

We're in the ninth inning,
and I play for keeps.

I put the crystals in the pedestal
at the Torrence plant.

They should have been delivered
in the pedestal.

That means whoever received
the shipment here...

has the crystals.

Right, Mr. Kimball?

Grogan.

The kid's name is Sylvester Grogan.

Our next contestants
are from the Planet of Apes...

doing their version ofDisco Kong.

And here we ha ve a...

That's him in the blue suit.

Mr. Avenger!

I would still like clarification
of your comments this afternoon.

Certainly, my good man.

Certainly. I don't blame you at all.

My favorite episode is the one
where the guy with three eyes...

falls into the fifth dimension.

- You mean, three noses.
- Right. Whatever.

Source: from the movie Meteor Mutants.

And now we have little Ricky Bedard.

Source: his favorite TV show.

Isn't he darling?

Come on. Give him a big hand.

Sylvester?

Kimball got away.

No matter.

It won't take long, will it, Mr. Grogan?

I have no idea.

And our next contestant is another visitor
from another galaxy.

Planet ofHeat: the Lava Man.

Wait a minute.

None of the things you've been telling me
check with the known facts, sir.

Is that right?

Excuse me.

Does anybody know the name
of his tailor?

Are you guys
from the Torrence observatory or what?

Just answer my question.

I don't know anything about any crystals!

My dad is very high up
in space research, you know?

And I have a gun.

That makes us pretty even, doesn't it?

Now, Mr. Grogan, where are the crystals
that were in that pedestal?

There was nothing in the pedestal!
Except...

Wait a minute.

In the storage crate,
loose in the filling, were...

Look, I just thought
they were chunks of plastic or something.

Where are they now, Mr. Grogan?

I gave them to Janet.

She said she wanted them.
I have no idea why.

As for our next contestant...

anyone for a little Venusian tennis?

I've been trying to find you.

I was looking for Sylvester Grogan.
Have you seen him?

They've got him
and they're probably going to kill him.

What?

Diana?

Kimball?

Look, murder is not my style.

We've got to stop them.
But we're gonna need some help.

- I think I know where I can get some.
- Wait.

Now we have two very strange characters.

Mate Ferguson and Captain Mitchell.

There's no business like show business.

Next we have two young maids
who are not long for this world...

for they are two Runners
obviously pursued by a Sandman.

Kimball.

I just spoke to Diana Prince.
Let's go get Sylvester.

Wait.

Rohan's men are down there.
Looks like they're after something.

And now for the final moment.

The winner of the costume contest.

I'm proud to announce
the winner is Lothar the Barbarian!

I want to thank you all.
Thank you all. I deserved it. I really did.

The crystals!

They're on the scepter!

Thank you, one and all.

Next year, I'll win the same thing,
so don't even bother to show up.

This isn't in the program.

- Shall we?
- Ladies first.

Come on, Janet,
we can't miss a run like this.

No, Brad. I can't leave.
I'm running this whole thing.

I don't even know what's going on.

Okay.

Please, don't!

Then start running, Runner.

I'm sorry you're missing the party,
Mr. Grogan.

That's quite all right.

In fact, I've had more than enough
excitement in one day.

Grogan!

When I get you, Grogan!

Grogan!

Let me out!

Are you all right?

Wonder Woman, where's Diana?
I've locked someone in the exhibit.

There they are. Those are the crystals.
That's what they're after.

Yes. And so is Diana Prince and so is...

You see, once that foreign power...

had bought the collimating crystals
from Rohan...

they could've equipped an entire army
with laser weapons.

And I thought they were
just chunks of plastic.

You really gave him the works.

You know what?

A lot of people are looking that way
when they come out of my exhibit.

Sly, those spinning lights and that floor...

- It doesn't bother you at all?
- Should it?

The Black Avenger. The real one.

Poor guy.

He must've found a spare costume.

I wonder how Kimball
could've gotten away so fast?

The police got here within minutes
when that riot broke out.

Kimball is the expert at that sort of thing.
Excuse me.

Mr. Robot!

What did you think of last year's
The Amazing Planet Martos?

- Sorry. Must've missed that one.
- Missed it?

You starred in it.

Yeah, right. Terrific movie.

It wasn't a movie. It was a TV show.

I think you're a fake.

Okay, kid. Okay. You're right. I am a fake.

Now, I'm gonna let you in
on a little secret.

The guy who's supposed to be in this suit,
you know, the real Robby the Robot?

- He's a lush.
- No.

Just take a look
behind those curtains over there.

He's passed out. Dead to the world.

Like somebody conked him
over the head or something.

Go on. Take a look.

I just wish you could stay around, Diana.

You probably got the wrong idea
about these conventions.

Not at all.

I always wondered what you did
with your weekends.

No. It's been a real learning experience,
Sylvester. Sly.

That's better.

Robby the Robot's a lush.

It's true. He really is. He's a lush.

Oh, no.

What is it, Diana?

Excuse me, Sylvester.
But I've got a robot to catch.

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