Sexual Outlaws (1994)

[bunniefuu]

Quit trying.
You know it's impossible.

Only chance we've got
is no chance at all.

I know it can't be done.

I'm just glad that
you didn't know it!

I hope you realize you did
nothing to help the situation.

Here, work on these.

I'll be quiet as a mouse.

It takes teamwork, Tisa.

OK?

Ready, go!

I've got an idea, that if
we can reverse the polarity

on these cuffs, the only thing
standing between us and freedom

is stealing a starship.

Oh, sure.

Is that all?

And to think I was worried
there for a second.

If we could short circuit the
lock on the cell with a chain--

Yeah, but we're
wearing the chains.

A little shock
never hurt anyone.

Give me a boost step.

Ready?

1, 2, 3!

Just a few more inches.

I almost got it.

Go over a little bit.

Got it!

Are you all right?

A little well done, perhaps.

Hey, we're out of here!

You're late.

What else is new?

Did you see those two they
threw in solitary today?

Not yet.

I'd give a year's pay
for 10 minutes in there.

Oh!

Uh!

Ow.
Uh.

Feels good to be back
in the saddle again.

I could say something
rude, but I won't.

What kind of range
does this ship got?

Beggars can't be choosers.

Yeah, we could be choosing
a course to oblivion.

At least it's our choice.

Well, if it's all
the same to you,

I'd rather not run out of power
between worlds, as they say.

Well, look at this.

Netaglide-- this isn't
a shabby-a*s derelict

we're driving.

We're cooking with
atomic induction.

OK, chef, let's take off
before things get too hot.

Keep your pants on, sister.

I've got to unscramble
the launch code first,

and open the escape hatch.

I'd love to punch a hole through
the wall of this mothership

if I could, but I'm
not sure if we've

got enough of a running start.

We need a special glove
to access this computer.

- Try the glove compartment.
- Oh, you're cute.

Just give these magic
fingers another second,

and I'll have this
puppy programmed.

- You're brilliant.
- Dazzling.

People have to wear sunglasses.

There.
That should do the trick.

Well, where's the ignition?

Oh, don't start that again.

Next thing you're going to
want me to get out and jump

start it.

- What the hell is that?
- Guess.

We let a couple sl*ves escape,
we're going to be busted.

Engine's hot.

Defense drive engaged.

We're on our way.

Let's go.

Check the scanners.

Let's find out just
how free we are.

Anything nearby?

It's kind of dark out there.

Anything at all?

Looks to me like we're
cruising the town of nowhere.

- This is only a lifeboat.
- Yeah.

We're not exactly equipped
to go galaxy hopping.

We picked a fine
time to jump ship.

I'm picking up something,
not far from here--

beacon.

Out here?

Let's check it out.

It's coming from
that small planetoid.

You know, there's
something odd about this.

That signal isn't just
a safe channel beacon.

That beam's transmitting
astro-navigational landing

coordinates.

We'd be lucky to find a rock
out here big enough to set down

on, and you're questioning an
invitation to a habitable world

with a landing strip?

I'll lock the beam
of the directional grid

into the hyperdrive system.

Something's wrong!

Aren't we dipping
the orbit a bit fast?

Hit the brakes!

Cut the tractor beam.

Retros aren't firing.

We're not slowing down!

Disengage.

It's locked in some
kind of autopilot!

Nothing's functioning.

The beam is overriding
our controls.

Engines won't reverse.

I can't pull it out!

We're going down!

We've got no choice.

We're going to have
to jump for it.

Slim chance.

Better than none.

We'll ride this rocket
as close as we can, then

bail out and hope for the best.

This is it, isn't it?

You never know.

There is an
atmosphere down there.

Yeah, but can we breathe it?

We'll soon find out.

This wasn't exactly the way I
hoped things would turn out.

Is anybody here?

is there anybody home?

I'm not trying to break in.

My ship crashed into the sea
on the far side of the island.

I'm afraid I'm
the only survivor.

Can you understand my language?

Are you programmed to speak?

He never talks to others,
unless I instruct him to.

However, he
understood every word.

Good evening.

Good evening.

Is this your house?

Yes, it is.

My name is Zed.

I'm glad to meet you--

very glad.

I was just telling him
I was in a shipwreck.

I know.

You know?

How?

Daria!

I thought I'd lost you!

No such luck.

I guess we're still
stuck with each other.

I was afraid you
didn't make it.

I know the feeling.

How do you like my new outfit?

Our host seems to
be ready for anything.

He didn't say a word
about the way I was dressed.

It must have occurred
to him I was a shade

shabby to own a starship.

Well, I'm not exactly the
height of fashion myself.

Have you mentioned the
off-beam landing coordinates?

The opportunity hasn't
exactly presented itself.

I didn't want to start
asking too many questions,

because I didn't want
to start answering any.

Vak will show
you to a guestroom.

You must get out of
those clothes at once.

They look just
about the way I feel.

Vak will find you others.

We're prepared for
such emergencies.

Dinner will be served shortly.

My guests and I were about
to dine when you arrived.

We'll wait for you.

Guests?

Yes.

There are survivors
of another wreck

staying here in the house.

Another wreck?

Unfortunately, the
space lanes in this sector

are extremely dangerous.

But we can talk
about that later.

Don't wait for me.

It'll take me a while to
get myself cleaned up.

And anyway, I'm still a little
shook up from the crash.

I understand.

Perhaps you will join us later.
Vak.

- Is anything wrong?
- No.

No, nothing.

Here are your clothes.

Tell me, why are there
bars on these windows?

This was once an old fortress.

It was built by space
pirates, and eventually

abandoned long ago.

Now the bars keep the
dangers of the jungle out.

Have you searched the shore?

Were there any others?

Come in.

You look breathtaking.

Fits you like a glove.

Where did you get it?

One of the many leftovers from
the castle's previous tenants.

Pirate plunder?

Vak must have been telling
you some of our local history?

Not as much as
I'd like to know.

We finished dinner.

Your friend, Tisa, has
been asking about you.

I'm a bit more
refreshed now, thanks.

I feel almost myself again.

Then let's go down
and join the others.

What you need is
some stimulation,

some interesting company.

I can promise you both.

Daria, this is Shela,
and her brother, Rik.

I've heard a lot about you.

Nothing good, I hope.

Tisa hasn't
spoken of anything else.

It sure took you long
enough to make it down.

You're worth waiting for.

This is a pleasure--
two beautiful women

arriving the same day.

Until you girls turned
up, I was beginning to get

just a shade stir crazy--

10 days of nothing
but jungle and ocean.

Rik is less than thrilled
by my little island.

Well, then why stay?

It's not my idea.

There's only one launch,
and that's being worked on.

Guess you'll have to be
patient for a little while

longer.

Well, I wouldn't
complain if I were you.

I feel like I'm living on
borrowed time right now.

I'm just glad to be here.

All the comforts
of home in the most

remote corner of the galaxy.

Too remote.

Of course, it's
perfect for you, Zed.

You can go hunting if you want.

Hunting?

Here?

He sleeps all day
and hunts all night.

Bet he has you doing
the same thing.

This obsession with
hunting you call sport,

isn't it just a
little inconsistent?

A beast in the jungle k*lling
merely for his existence

is called savage.

The man k*lling just for
sport is called civilized.

Isn't that a bit contradictory?

What makes you
think it isn't just

as much sport for the
animal as it is for the man?

Take that fellow right
there, for instance.

There was never a time when
he couldn't have gotten away.

But he didn't want to.

He got interested in hunting me.

He didn't hate me
for stalking him

any more than I hated him
for trying to charge me.

Matter of fact, we
admired each other.

Perhaps.

But would you change
places with him?

Not now.

Don't evade the issue.

Would there be as
much sport in the game

if you were the prey,
instead of the hunter?

That is something I
will never have to decide.

This universe is divided
into two types of people--

the hunter and the hunted.

You want to go hunting?

Let's go.

We'll have a big party,
get totally blitzed,

and spray laser bolts--

--all over the jungle.

Completely civilized
point of view.

Civilized?

Yes.

Rik talks of stimulants
as a prelude to the hunt.

c*ck before breakfast?

We barbarians know that
it is only after the chase

that man indulges.

You know the saying of
the Alteric chieftains?

Hunt first the enemy,
then the woman.

That's the savage's
idea everywhere.

It's the natural instinct.

Blood rushes from the k*ll.

One passion builds, then
another k*ll, then love.

And when you know that,
then you know ecstasy.

Forgive me.

When I start talking
about hunting,

I become oblivious
to everything,

even beautiful women.

Will you play for us?

Zed's quite accomplished
on this rather

unique instrument of his.

It's a holographic..

It simply transforms touch into
patterns of light and sound,

and I'm really not all
that accomplished at it.

He's fantastic.

You should see what
he can make it do.

Well, if you're sure
that you can stand it.

I could use some air.

Would you be gracious
enough to accompany me?

Our host certainly is
an unusual character.

Frightening
is a better word.

Don't trust him.

What makes you say that?

I'm not as loaded as I seem.

There's something sinister
going on in this place.

We're all prisoners here.

There's nothing wrong
with his spacecraft.

He lied about it
needing repairs.

The android makes a
rendezvous with the supply

ship at regular intervals.

Well, perhaps he
enjoys your company.

There were four
of us a week ago.

The others have disappeared.

One night after dinner, he took
our pilot into the trophy room.

The locked door?

Yes.

Last night he took
our navigator.

We haven't seen him since.

Have you asked him about them?

He says they've gone hunting.

How many androids are there?

Two.

Vak over there looks
after the house.

Krel patrols the
beaches and the jungle.

We're watched every
moment, night and day.

Be careful.

He's looking at us.

Won't you play some more?

You must be tired.

After all, it is midnight.

It's time for all
of you to turn in.

Vak.

Every night, he
packs us off to bed,

like bad, little children.

Aw, my dear--

charming children.

It's been a
fascinating evening.

Who wants to go to bed?

You promised to show
me the trophy room.

Yes, I did, but
not now-- later.

Good night.

It's been a pleasure
being rescued by you.

Good night.

Good night.

I was afraid to make a noise.

Why?

My sister's not in her room.

Is that so bad?

It is in this place.

I'm worried.

I mean, Zed's planning
something, something

involving Shela and me.

You got pretty loaded tonight.

Maybe you're just exaggerating
all this in your mind.

I was only
pretending to be high.

Why?

Because if I stay sober, I'm
likely to be Zed's next victim.

Where do you think she's gone?

Where do the others go?

That door downstairs.

You scared me
half out of my wits.

What are you doing down here?

Somebody had to find
out what's in this place.

After Zed and his boys
left, I searched his room

and found this duplicate key.

Did you see what's
on those walls?

Yeah.

That's what he's
planning for all of us.

Where does that
corridor lead to?

He's got an escape
launch stashed back there.

That's our ticket out of here.

Not without Shela.

Yeah, but where is she?

- And down there?
- I don't know.

I haven't had a chance to look.

There must be some
way out of here.

We'll find out.

Shela's still gone.

What was in that sack
they were carrying?

We may as well face the fact
we're dealing with a maniac.

We've only one chance
with a man like that.

We've got to get
the jump on him.

Where does he keep
his laser g*ns?

You heard what he said about
hunting with bow and arrow.

If he has any laser
r*fles, he must keep

them locked up here somewhere.

At least we know
where he keeps his ship.

Yes, but you can't get to
the launch pad from outside.

I've tried.

There are no bars here.

I wonder why.

It was Zed's room.

He gave it to Shela.

Generous of him,
but lucky for us.

- We have to find her.
- We will.

I'm going to
search the castle.

You'll only get caught and
tip Zed off we're onto him.

We've still got several
hours before dawn,

and we have to use
them to advantage.

Have you got a knife?

Only this.

It'll have to do.

While Zed is occupied
here, you and I

will set traps in the jungle.

If he leaves to go hunting again
tonight, signal us if you can,

and try to find Shela.

Zed thinks he has us cornered.

But he may find out how it
feels to be trapped himself.

With him out of the way,
the androids might not

be too hard to handle.

What if they check our rooms?

It's a chance
we'll have to take.

Wish us luck.

We'll need it.

Hurry back.

If you two get yourselves
k*lled out there,

you'll have me to answer to.

Take your hands off me.

If you don't let me go,
my brother will k*ll you.

I only hope that this will
fan the flames of his hate--

might inspire him to action.

Otherwise, I fear that
he's going to provide

little or no challenge.

That's good.

This will be fun.

Do you think the
snare will hold?

Listen.

Did you hear that?

Yeah.

If Zed or his droids stumble
across this trap now,

we're sunk.

He's coming this way.

What was that?

It wasn't Zed.

That thing looked like
some kind of mutant.

Something tells me
there's more in this jungle

than meets the eye.

Did you notice that fallen
tree back there on the path?

Hard to miss.
We walked under it.

If we cut away the supporting
branches or rig a trip vine,

it would make a
perfect deadfall.

Hope we've got enough
time left before dawn.

Let's find out.

It would have taken half as
long with a decent knife.

How sensitive
is this trip wire?

The slightest touch on that
vine and the mahogany log

comes crashing down,
crushing anything beneath it.

Then our whole bet rides
on Zed being the next living

creature down this path.

Just another chance we've
got no choice but to take.

You know, you aren't the
only one under the impression

that Zed was the sole
inhabitant of this planet.

The last few hours
tell a different story.

I wonder what else
is walking, crawling,

or slithering around out there.

Time will tell.

This is all we can do for now.

Let's head back.

Krel, I'm afraid we need to
keep Shela under restraint.

If she awakens, she is likely
to alarm our other visitors,

unless we keep her
comfortable here.

The sun is up already.

We've still got
a ways to go yet.

This is taking longer
than I thought.

It didn't seem this far
last night, even in the dark.

It won't be long
before we're missed.

Come on.

Vak, check the upstairs rooms.

Make sure all of our guests
are safely in their beds.

What a delicious day it is.

It's just perfect
for a morning swim.

Won't you come with me?

Zed says the jungle is
just full of danger.

I'd feel a whole lot safer with
a big, strong android like you

along to protect me.

Of course, I haven't
got a swimsuit.

But I'm sure you won't mind.

I need to check the
guest rooms upstairs.

Why bother?

Everyone's still asleep.

I'm the only one who's
bright-eyed and bushy-tailed

this morning.

Come on.

Let's go.

I have my orders.

Well, if you're not
coming now, I'm going alone.

Krel, it's time to
patrol the beaches again.

Send word to me if you
spot anything unusual

or I might be
interested in, but only

if it's worth waking me for.

Are you sure this
is the right trail?

I'm not sure about
anything anymore.

Just about here.

Now, you just wait right
here while I go take a dip.

What are you doing here?

Watching her.

The master ordered you to
check the upstairs rooms.

Everything at the
house is in order.

Did you see for yourself?

Well, uh, no.

I think you should
be guarding the house.

You think?

You've never thought for
your entire existence.

You are insulting.

You are correct.

How are we going
to sneak past them?

They're right below us.

Let's hope I can
get Tisa's attention

before the chrome domes spot us.

Tisa!
Tisa!

Tisa!

You should return
to the house.

I don't take orders from you.

Vak, is anything wrong?

I hope I haven't
caused any trouble.

No.
No problem.

Could you bring me my towel?

The master will not be
pleased with your absence.

You displease me,
and I ignore you.

Vak, never mind the towel.

I'm going to stay
in a little longer.

I'm going to
inform the master.

Tattletale!

Take off your shirt.

Go, go, go!

This has to be convincing.

I'm convinced.

Aw.

Oh.
Uh.

Man and woman-- a great concept.

I love it.

I never knew how much I missed
making love until just now.

I've been through a lot
lately, to say the least.

You made me feel alive again.

I know what I want.

I know what it is
I'm fighting for.

Thanks.

You don't have to thank me.

It was my pleasure.

If I die today, I
wouldn't complain.

Right now, this moment, I
have to be the happiest guy

in the universe.

No doubt you've been
wondering about your sister.

She's my prisoner.

Here's your chance.

Timer on the g*n won't
activate for 10 minutes.

I'm allowing you
that much head start.

If you can elude me
until dawn, or k*ll me,

then you've won your
freedom, and hers.

You'll regret this.

Not a particularly
original response,

but I am sure that
it is a sincere

expression of your feelings.

I suggest you hurry.

Your time is running out.

Aw.

The drug will
wear off quickly.

I wouldn't want to compromise
your alertness in any way.

That would defeat
my entire purpose.

You're an inhuman fiend.

There was no need
to show that to her.

We all have different needs--

some of us, very different.

Experiences which stimulate
me, singularly specific--

I have my own
special philosophy,

consistent with my
unique lifestyle.

I've always felt that the best
of life lies closest to death.

Living on the edge--

that's where you find
the thrill of life.

I couldn't agree
with you less.

The best of life lies as
far from death as possible.

In the end, no one
wins the game of life.

Yes.

But I prefer to lose
as slowly as I can.

You'll have your chance to pit
your philosophy against mine--

a contest of skills
played on the chess

board of my private planet.

I intend to hunt you.

You can't be serious.

You're not going to
hunt women, are you?

I've always found the
female of the species

to be the greatest
challenge, far

more crafty and cunning than
their male counterparts.

They're devious, unpredictable,
full of surprises--

wonderful surprises.

I'll do my best to
keep you guessing.

I'm going to release the
three of you simultaneously.

I'm going to give you hunting
knives and an hour head start.

There's a temple on the far
side of my island containing

high-powered laser weapons.

If you can make it that far,
those weapons will give you

more than a fighting chance.

Here is a map with
directions to the temple.

Any last plea for compassion?

You can't do this.

Life is too precious
to be k*lled for sport.

It's a cold cosmos.

Here are your claws and fangs.

I expect the three
of you to provide

me with an unusual challenge.

We'll try to live up
to your expectations.

I'm going to limit myself
to my favorite light weapons--

p*stol crossbows.

Generous of you to handicap
yourself so severely.

I want to give you
every opportunity to beat me.

Even that stimulates my
competitive instincts.

I am going to enjoy this.

Not if I can help it.

I suggest we
waste no more time.

A good head start is everything.

One word of advice--

try not to get lost
in the phantom zone.

I want to bury
this knife in his heart.

I'm going to wait for Zed
right here and ambush him.

He'd never expect it.

You'd never know what hit you.

Our only hope is
to stick together.

Alone, he'll only pick
us off one at a time.

The three of us outnumber him.

The trap lies just ahead.

This trap isn't going
to do us any good.

At least we won't be
running into him on the trail.

Yeah, but his mate might
not be too happy about this.

Let me take a look at that map.

This should be the way.

You need this more than I do.

Just touch that
hidden trip vine,

and you have 10 tons
of tree in your lap.

That's one headache
I'd rather avoid.

- Watch your step!
- I'll tiptoe.

It seems as though
we've come miles.

An hour doesn't take you
far in jungle this dense.

Zed should be
starting out about now.

He'll be coming fast.

Let me check the map
and get our bearings.

It's not here.

It must have fallen out
somewhere along the path.

It's no wonder it
slipped through.

I should have
held onto it myself.

- Let's go back together.
- No.

I lost it.

I'll find it.
Stick to the path.

I'll catch up with you.

Watch out for the deadfall.

It would be just like her
to get herself crushed.

I'm tired.

I'm sick of this.

I don't want to have
to fight for my life.

Consider the alternative.

Those heads in Zed's trophy room
didn't look too happy to me.

I am tired of being so scared.

I'm sorry about Rik.

I know sorry doesn't
change anything,

but I want you to know
how I feel, just the same.

Thanks.

Suddenly, simple human
warmth means a lot.

I never knew I needed friends so
much before all this happened.

Well, we've scouted
far enough ahead to see

what this trail has to offer.

What do you say we go back and
wait for Tisa by the chasm?

Meet her halfway?

I don't want Zed catching
up with her without us

there to back her up.

If Zed spots Tisa, she
won't stand a chance.

We've got to flush him out.

But how?

There's only one way.

She deserved better than this.

She sacrificed herself for me.

Fate certainly weaves
a twisted tapestry.

If only the slavers
had passed us by.

If, if-- I'm sick of ifs.

If life wasn't so cruel,
everything would be beautiful.

Life doesn't care.

Look at this jungle.

Everything in it survives
by k*lling something else--

not by choice, just
by circumstance.

Zed kills by choice.

So will I.

Do we go back
and finish Zed off?

With these?

That spike may slow him
down, but it won't stop him.

He's too hot with those
little crossbows to suit me.

And we make such
attractive targets.

I'm itching to get my hands
on some serious weapons.

Is there any guarantee
this temple even exists?

Well, what have
we got to lose?

Don't answer that.

Did you ever dream life
would turn out like this?

Never in a million years.

A million years.

I'll be thankful if
we survive until dawn.

This must be the keystone,
but nothing's happening.

What if this mechanism
no longer operates?

From life to death
is the reach of man.

If this panel represents
death, then my guess

is the adjacent panel
represents life.

Now, Tisa, when I say
go, we push both panels

at the same time, OK?
Go!

This must be the phantom
zone Zed warned us about.

Considerate of
him not to mention

it surrounds the weapons.

I have the strangest feeling the
normal laws of time and space

no longer apply.

If we get separated--
Tisa?

Tisa?

Tisa?

Tisa?

Tisa?

Are you all right?

I've had nightmares that
weren't as scary as this.

Don't touch it.

That's how I activated
him in the first place.

He's ventilated
with laser holes.

He is history now.

History has a way
of repeating itself.

Oh yeah?

Here are some things
which will help us change

the course of the future.

Help yourself.

We've still got
to find a way out

of here before any
more screaming demons

come flying through the fog.

We can't see a thing.

Which means we'll have
to use our other senses--

supersonic psycussion.

What about it?

That's the answer.

This emits deadly
sonic shock waves.

If I fire in a
360-degree pattern--

The shot that
doesn't echo back

will be the direction of
the opening to the outside.

Exactly.

Let's do it!

Do you think we have a chance?

I know we do.

Have to find her.

Have to find her.
Where?

Death is always incredible--

always for others,
never for ourselves.

Where's the
ignition on this one?

It's voice activated.

That shouldn't be
any problem for you.

Phantom drive is engaged.

Engine's hot.

Let's go!

Right rudder, left rudder.

Descend 20 degrees.

Slow down.

We're going to hit that thing.

Pull up!
Pull up!

Who taught you how to drive?

Get us out of here, fast!

Did we have to steal
such an expensive ship?

Do you know how much time
these things spend in the shop?

That was close.

Now what do we do?

Our universe is
vast, full of wonders.

We'll explore, find strange,
new worlds, together.