01x17 - All That Glitters

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Thundercats!

Thunder! Thunder! Thunder!

Thundercats, h*!

[Roaring]

♪ Thundercats are on the move ♪

♪ Thundercats are loose ♪

♪ Feel the magic ♪

♪ Hear the roar ♪

♪ Thundercats are loose ♪

♪ Thunder, thunder,
thunder, thundercats ♪

♪ Thunder, thunder,
thunder, thundercats ♪

♪ Thunder, thunder,
thunder, thundercats ♪

♪ Thunder, thunder,
thunder, thundercats ♪

Arrrrrhhhh!

[Roaring] thundercats!

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possible by warner bros.

Panthro: stand by for
thundrillium pour.

That thundrillium meteor we salvaged from
hook mountain is completely melted down.

But first we have to
pour off the bad stuff.

Bad stuff? I thought it
was pure thundrillium.

Panthro: it was pure, tygra,

While it was still in space.

But when it slammed
into hook mountain,

It burned right down through
that thick ice to bedrock.

It amalgamated with some
strange third earth metal.

We had nothing
like it on thundera.

The ro-bear
berbils call it gold.

It's heavy, but not as
heavy as thundrillium,

So it runs off first.

Then we can pour off
the pure thundrillium.

See, tygra? This
gold stuff is soft.

Pulls apart too easily,
has a low melting point,

Won't react with other
metals or chemicals.

It's just junk. Come on.

Time to pour that
pure thundrillium.

Cheetara: junk?

Why, it's beautiful,
and see how it glitters.

I love it... All of it.

Panthro: good-bye, junk.

Well, we've still ended up with a
great new supply of thundrillium,

Thanks to lion-o
rescuing the meteor

From the snowmen
of hook mountain.

Say, where is the lord
of all the thundercats?

Lion-o? Ha ha! He's off on
another exploring trip.

Snarf: lion-o, what
is this place?

All those spooky caves...
Big ones and little ones.

According to the berbils, snarf,

This is the home of
the trolls and giants.

Little caves for
trolls, big caves for...

Snarf: I know... Giants.

But anybody can see there
are no giants around here.

Let's take a closer look.

You go.

I'm gonna rest
against this... Tree!

Snarf: oh, no!

Snarf! Snarf!

Ha ha ha!

Guess you believe in
giants now, snarf. Here.

[Whines]

That big stomper
was either friendly,

Or he didn't even notice us.

I was taken by surprise,

Or i... Uh, we could
have handled him.

Ha ha! Of course.

Now let's inspect those caves.

Moons of thundera!

Whoa, hopper!

Well, whom have we here?

He's short. That
means a small cave...

A troll.

Absolutely correct.
I'm gregory gregian.

I live in the third
cave on the right.

Or is it the left? I
can never remember.

But who are you, and what
brings you and your little friend

To our land?

[Purrs]

Little? I'm twice
your size, short legs.

True, true.

But I've always felt that
ones legs were long enough

If they reached the ground.

Ha ha ha ha ha!

I like you, gregory gregian.

I am lion-o, lord
of the thundercats,

And this is my loyal
companion snarf.

Now, where are you going
on that strange mount?

I must ride through
the midnight woods,

Where the shadow robber lives,

Carrying valuable goods.

He will surely rob me,
even harm me, unless...

Unless what, gregory?

Unless you and your larger-than-i
friend would protect me.

Protect you? Of course we shall.

We thundercats are
the sworn protectors

Of all good beings on
third earth. Right, snarf?

Of course.

Er, right, right.

How can I ever thank you?

Thanks are not
necessary to a thundercat.

Lead on, gregory gregian.

[Bird squawks]

I see how it got its
name "midnight woods."

Meow. I can't see
my own whiskers.

Stay close, snarf.

Be on guard, my friends,

And strut quickly,
should the shadow robber

Show his evil hand.

Lion-o! Behind you!

Tygra! You?

By the 12 seas of
thundera! Lion-o!

Yah!

Yah!

Ha! Ha!

[Grunts]

Ha ha ha ha!

[Laughs maniacally]

I'd know that laugh in
my dreams... Mumm-ra.

The troll was mumm-ra.

But he told me to wait here

And attack the two robbers

He said were following him.

Snarf and me. What
a cunning scheme.

[Trills]

I knew that short-legged
smart pants was no good!

Is it done, mumm-ra?

Done, slithe.

I have tricked those
accursed thundercats

Into doing the one thing

That will end their
power here on third earth.

I hope you're right
for once, mumm-ra.

Too often, that wimp
lion-o and his followers

Have turned our
own tricks against us.

Not this time, dear slithe.

For I have brought upon them

The curse of balthaz.

[Laughs]

Are you sure you
are all right, tygra?

I'm fine, lion-o, but the sword.

It's broken in two.

The sword's powers, lion-o...
See if they are all right.

Sword of omens, give
me sight beyond sight.

The crossbars do not curl.

The eye of thundera...
It does not open.

The thundercat growl is gone.

No! It cannot be!

Thunder, thunder,
thunder, thundercats, h*!

It does not roar!

The beam... It's gone, too.

Sword of omens, i, lion-o, lord
of the thundercats, command you!

Growl and roar!

Show your powers!

It's no use, lion-o.
The sword's powers...

They're gone.

Jaga: yes, lion-o, gone forever,

Because of you.

Jaga. But... But... I
don't understand.

You have brought down
the curse of balthaz

By doing the one thing that robs
the sacred blade of its powers.

You used it to attack
a fellow thundercat.

But I didn't know it was tygra.

It was all a trick by mumm-ra.

You acted hastily, lion-o.

You struck out of anger

Before you knew what
you were striking at.

You're right, jaga.

I should have been
sure before I acted.

But cannot a broken
blade be reforged?

Yes, in only one way.

The great volcano near here...

A dwarf star fell
into its heart long ago.

Only in that terrible heat,

Only in star fire can
the sword be reforged.

But no living being can
withstand such heat.

Thus the sword's
power is forever lost.

No! Wait!

He's lost his senses!
After him, snarf!

This is madness, lion-o!

You can't go
inside that and live!

I must, tygra.

It's the only way to
regain the sword's powers.

If I don't return, you will be
the new lord of the thundercats.

Good-bye.

Good-bye, loyal snarf.

Stop him! Stop him!

Back to the cat's lair, snarf.

We must get help!

Meow!

[Eek eek]

A fire bat!

[Eek eek] [eek eek]

Waterfall... Scalding hot.

[Thinking] got
to... Take a chance.

Tygra: can't you
get any more speed

Out of this
contraption, panthro?

We're at full revs now.

Any faster and we'll
blow the power unit.

We must go faster.

Lion-o is sacrificing himself
to regain the sword's powers

For the sake of all of us.

[Robotic voice] do not
lose hope, cheetara.

The inflamor... He will help us.

He lives near the volcano

And is the only one who
can endure its terrible heat

And reforge the sword.

The inflamor must help
us, if we get there in time.

Uhh!

[Thinking] getting hotter, so I
still must be going the right way.

Lion-o's inside that somewhere?

Rober-bil, summon this inflamor.

Let fire become white,
let fire become star-bright,

Let the inflamor come forth.

Tygra: nothing.

Are you sure this is where

The inflamor lives, rober-bil?

I am certain.

Inflamor, is that you?

What's left of me.
Mutants attacked me.

I drove them off,

Drained all my fire.

I'm so cold, so cold.

Slithe and mumm-ra again.

It has all been their evil plot

From the very beginning.

Yes, and without the
inflamor's power to help,

The sword will never

Be reforged.

And lion-o will perish
inside this awful volcano.

Gold. Gold.

He's pointing at
cheetara's gold necklace.

Of course.

If the inflamor can
bathe in pure gold,

His powers will be renewed.

Gold?

That worthless junk we dumped
into the bottomless chasm?

Too bad.

If we had enough gold,
we could save lion-o

And the sword.

But we do have enough.

I saved some. It's in a
storage room at cat's lair.

There may still
be time to get it.

Come on, cheetara.
It's thundertank time.

♪ Thundercats are loose ♪

[Thinking] the dwarf
star... Just below.

But I'm running out of strength.

Must not give up.

Must... Fight on.

Snarf, purring: panthro and
cheetara will never return in time.

I'm going after lion-o.

Not while you're within
my reach, little snarf.

Look!

It's them!

Panthro: the
inflamor... He's gone!

Drowned in that gold junk.

Lion-o... We must go
in after him in the tank.

But he could be
anywhere in that maze.

Wait. I gave lion-o a
locator disk to wear.

I'm getting a blip on the scope.

Lion-o is near the
volcano's heart.

Hang on! We're going in.

Panthro: grrr!
We've lost the blip.

Got to stay on this course

And hope to home in on lion-o.

Aaah!

Aaaah!

Panthro: we've got
him, cheetara.

Now to get out of here
before the tank melts.

Tygra: the inflamor... He must
have melted in that stuff.

No. Look.

Hot!

Hot!

It feels so good!

[Laughs devilishly]

Gone!

Amazing.

What's that noise?

[Snarf meows]

The thundertank,

And it's got lion-o!

The... The sword.

I... Left it in the volcano.

Must... Save it.

Look! Look up there!

[Inflamor laughs]

Thundercats! Haahhh!

I have reforged your puny blade.

Come and get it. Ha ha ha ha ha!

Tygra: inflamor!

He's turned against us!

He's a mercenary. His
powers are for hire.

If he wants more
gold, we haven't any.

[Inflamor laughs]

Thundercats! Ha ha ha ha!

Come and get your sacred sword

If you dare!

Ha ha ha ha ha ha!

The sword! It's my
fault this is happening.

No, lion-o!

He'll destroy you!

The sword... Give
it up, mercenary!

[Hiss]

Try and take it, thundercat!

Ha! Ha ha ha ha ha!

Sword of omens,

By the eye of thundera,

I command you.

Come to me!

[Hiss]

Haahh!

I will make you pay
for that, thundercat.

The inflamor's blowing
the mountain apart!

Panthro: into the tank!

Thunder, thunder,
thunder, thundercats, h*!

All: thundercats, h*!

Panthro: pure thundrillium,

Enough to power
the lair for years.

But it was that
gold junk, panthro,

That saved lion-o and the sword.

Not really. It was cheetara.

If she hadn't saved some of it,

The sword and I would
still be inside that volcano.

No, lion-o, the true hero
is you, risking your life

To lift that awful curse.

All: hail, lion-o, lord
of the thundercats!

Ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Lion-o, put me down!

Hail, cheetara, worth
her weight in gold!

♪ Thunder, thunder,
thunder, thundercats ♪