01x02 - Escape Into Terror

[bunniefuu]

♪ Steppin' softly
in a danger zone ♪

♪ No w*apon in my hand ♪

[R-D beeping]

♪ It's just this brain
designed by man ♪

♪ It's got me in trouble again ♪

♪ Trouble again ♪

♪ I put my life in jeopardy ♪

♪ In the service of my friends ♪

♪ I wouldn't care But
it's a dangerous affair ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm in trouble again ♪

[R-D whistles]

♪ Trouble again ♪

♪ In trouble, in
trouble, in trouble ♪

[C-PO] Repairs,
repairs, repairs.

Oh, I can't take
much more of this.

- I do dislike space travel, R.
- [R-D beeping]

[C-PO] This should do it.

[sighs]

[R-D beeping]

[C-PO] R, I do
not want to hear it.

Quiet, R.

I wish R and PO would
stop clowning around out there.

R-D, be careful.

If you float away, I'll
have to try and save you.

[R-D beeping]

Me? Don't worry
about me floating off.

I've seen to it that I
am properly secured.

[R-D beeping]

[C-PO] R, where are you going?

[gasps] The hyperdrive
is floating away.

I'm floating away.

- R. Do something. Save me!
- [R-D beeping]

[scoffs] I should know better than
to ask two mechanical maniacs

- to try and fix a little malfunction.
- [Jord] Easy, Kea.

- R and PO will find the problem.
- [C-PO screaming]

[Kea chuckles] I didn't
mean the droids, Jord.

- [thuds]
- [Jord grunts]

[C-PO screaming]

[R-D beeping]

R!

[R-D whistles]

[C-PO screams]

- [C-PO grunts]
- [R-D beeping]

[groans]

Oh, my. Here I go again.

- [R-D beeping]
- [C-PO] Good idea, R.

Turn the container's gravity
amplifier all the way up.

[grunts]

- Oh, my servo discs.
- [R-D beeps]

Well, I certainly
won't float away now.

And most likely, I'll never be able
to stand up straight again either.

[R-D beeping]

As R-D so readily put it, sir,

I am the one to blame for allowing
the hyperdrive unit to get away from me.

Don't worry, PO.

We can pick up a
new unit on Annoo.

I'm sure my mother would
put us up for a few days.

Are you sure
you're all right, PO?

Oh, it's just a trick
servo disc in my back, sir.

It will right itself.

[C-PO grunts]

[crashes]

See? Perfectly fine.

- [Thall] R, set a course for Annoo.
- [R-D beeps]

[man] Hail, Sise Fromm.
Ruthless g*ng master of Annoo.

Your son is on the phone.

Hi, Pop.

Still mad at me?

Tig, you know me
better than that.

Was I angry when your
protector droids turned on me

and handed me over
to the authorities?

It was a little
malfunction. You see...

Was I angry when you broke
someone else out of the prison station

and left me there?

Mistakes happen, Father.

Twice?

Well, what happened
the second time, was...

Now, because of your bungling the other
gangs may find out about our secret base.

Then they will unite
and destroy me.

But they won't touch you.

No? Why not?

Because I'll b*at
them to you, that's why.

Relax, Pop.

You're years old.
It's not good for you.

My spies tell me the two who infiltrated
our secret base are here on Annoo

with a girl and two droids.

Keep them quiet, Father,

and we'll secure our future
as the most powerful g*ng

- in the star system.
- Now it's up to me to deal with them.

One more slipup, Tig,

- and Vlix knows what to do.
- [chuckles]

[Sise] I'll find those two
young meddlers myself,

the girl and the two droids.

[spaceport announcer] Attention.

All visitors to Annoo must
register with spaceport officials…

It's taking longer to register
than it took to fly here.

I really don't know why we droids
have to wait in a separate line.

It's discrimination.

[R-D beeps]

[droid whirs, beeps]

Did you see that, R?
He butted in ahead of us.

[R-D beeping]

Behave yourself, R.

You're going to get us into…

- [R-D beeping]
- [droid beeping]

[blaster fires]

…trouble.

Bubbles in his air system.

- Space travel, you see.
- [R-D beeps]

Suspicious-looking
characters? Where?

You're right, R. I've got
a bad feeling about this.

- What are we going to d...
- [R-D shrieks]

[R-D beeping]

R. R-D, what are you
doing? Have you gone mad?

Oh, I see, you have.

Oh! Mad droid! Mad
droid! [shouts] Mad droid!

[R-D beeping]

What's gotten into R?

I don't know.

Ah. Yes, I do.

Come on. Let's ditch the,
uh, welcoming committee.

Don't try to stop him. His logic
has completely broken down.

Save yourselves. Out of the way!

[people screaming]

Hey! There they go.

[Jord] So long.

Gar, take care of their speeder.

Mother won't be
back for a while.

You guys should get some rest.

PO, R, see if you can
help out with the chores.

- This is the lowest form of duty.
- [sand sloth brays]

Vacuuming sand sloths.

Why, I'd rather be
feeding tauntauns on Hoth.

- [sand sloth braying]
- Nice, nice sloth.

[whimpers]

I do hope those creatures
aren't afraid of vacuum machines.

Well, here goes.

[screams]

[R-D beeping]

[crashes]

[groans]

[R-D beeping]

Never mind about the
door, R. What about me?

Door?

What door?

- R, what are you getting us into?
- [R-D beeps]

[R-D whistles]

Hmm. It does look
like a Rebel base.

Rebel base!

Mistress Kea never told us she
was part of the Rebel Alliance.

[R-D whistles]

[snoring]

- R-D, come back here.
- [R-D beeping]

Master Thall!

[coughing]

[R-D beeps, whistles]

[screams]

[grunts, screams]

[R-D shrieks]

[C-PO] Don't worry, Master Thall, I...
[grunts]

[crashes]

[screams]

[blaster fires]

[Jord] Thall!

Thall! Are you okay?

I think so. [Coughing]

Wish someone would
tell me what's going on.

Tig Fromm is building a powerful
w*apon satellite at his secret base

called the Trigon One.

You really mean Tig Fromm
is building a weapons satellite

in that crater on Ingo?

You're the only two
that know its location.

Sise Fromm's g*ng
wants it kept a secret.

So that's why I was att*cked.

And the welcoming committee at
the spaceport. But how do you...

Know all this?

Mother sent me to find
the location of Tig's base.

What? You? Why?

So that she can
return and destroy it.

Exactly.

This droid that att*cked
you was sent by Sise Fromm

to stop you from interfering with
the launching of their secret w*apon.

Our only hope is to destroy the Trigon
One before it leaves for Sise Fromm's base.

- It's up to us.
- Us?

Everyone in this star
system is a possible victim.

Freedom is everybody's fight.

[groans] She's right, but we
need a plan to destroy the Trigon.

You need to sleep off
that gas, little buddy.

I've got an idea
about that satellite.

You see, R, it's like I always
say. Freedom is everybody's fight.

So I'm preparing to strike
my blow for the cause.

[R-D beeps]

How?

By utilizing my knowledge of Gravik-nez,
the ancient art of hand-to-hand combat.

I'll demonstrate.

Charge at me R.
Come on. And don't stop.

[R-D shrieks]

[wails]

Freedom is everybody's fight!

Oh!

R, my servo disc is not...

Stop, R. R, stop!

[R-D shrieks]

- [crashes]
- [R-D whistles]

[sand sloth braying]

Oh.

[R-D beeps]

I don't care if he
does like me, R.

Just get me out of this
embarrassing position.

[R-D beeps]

[creatures chattering]

[groans]

Oh, my head.

- [engines powering up]
- What?

Jord! Kea!

Where are they going?

[C-PO] As I understand it, sir,

Sise Fromm is going to
his secret base on Ingo.

They plan to sneak aboard his
ship for a free ride to the Trigon.

They haven't got a chance.

- Come on.
- [R-D beeps]

I got a plan to get us
inside Sise Fromm's ship.

That should take us
to Tig's secret base.

PO, look down there.

We've got to find Jord and Kea.

Let's go see Mr. Fromm.

I told you I'd get us
on his ship. [chuckles]

- Oh, dear.
- Huh?

- [wails]
- [grunting]

[grunts]

[grunting]

- [groans]
- [R-D beeps]

[groans]

[Thall] Okay, you guys.

I think I know how we can get
on board without being seen.

[R-D beeps]

- [C-PO] Someone's coming.
- No kidding.

Kea, hurry up.

Master Thall, those
containers are very confining.

I suggest you take
these breather units.

- You'll be more comfortable.
- [R-D beeping]

Good idea. Thanks, guys.

PO, hang on to
this and don't shake it.

- [footsteps]
- [R-D beeping]

[C-PO] I'm sorry we're taking
so long to load this cargo, sir.

I know Master Fromm
has given you… orders.

Orders? Oh, yeah, yeah,
right. Come on, you clones.

[chuckles] I mean clowns.
You're as slow as sand sloths.

You want me to tie your
circuits into knots, droid?

Oh, no, sir, that
won't be necessary.

Then move your bolts.

Yes, sir. Come on, R.

We hate droids.

[Jord] I'll stay here
and help Kea's mother.

Take good care
of the cargo, PO.

Yes, sir.

[R-D beeps]

My goodness, it's Tig Fromm.

Oh! It's the end R.
He'll recognize us.

My stars! Sise Fromm.

Father.

Recently I wish
it were otherwise.

Quick, R, look busy.

It wasn't my droids that
missed catching them this time.

You and your droids.

My men will find them.

Two males, a girl
and two droids.

[Tig] The Trigon
One is almost ready.

It better be. It cost enough.

You can't put a price
on an entire star system.

Soon this whole quadrant will
be ours to do with as we please.

[growls]

- Yours. Yours to do with as you please.
- [Sise] Tig…

Coming, Father.

[R-D whistles]

- Master, did you hear all that?
- It's me, Kea.

I heard, PO. Are we aboard yet?

Soon, master, soon.

Win this one, little
buddy. It's all up to you.

We can't lose track of those
two containers, R, at any cost.

I must say this would be easier

if we didn't have to share
accommodation with those two.

[droid chattering, chuckling]

My friend here says that I couldn't
dismantle you with one hand.

I say I can.

Try to ignore them, R.

[R-D beeping]

- What did he say?
- Nothing of any importance.

What did he say?

Well, he said your maker
was a trash compactor.

It's not his fault.

Space travel plays
havoc with his rotors.

- I'll play havoc with his rotors.
- [rumbling]

Oh, no, please!

[groans] Huh?

- [R-D beeps]
- Meteor storm!

[groans]

[C-PO] Oh, goodness!

Oh, my.

How will we ever find our
Master and Mistress Kea?

[starship captain] Prepare
for entry into top-secret base.

[spaceport announcer] All personnel
must have identification cards ready.

Oh, I do hope we chose
the right containers.

Keep your lens on that skid, R.

Careful with those two.
Their content is priceless.

What's so important
about these two?

What? Oh, uh... Why...

Actually, I'm not sure, sir.

They're top priority and are to
be taken to the satellite hangar.

Immediately. So,
if you don't mind…

Open it.

[R-D beeps]

- [C-PO screams]
- [Vlix grunts, groaning]

[sobs] I can't bear to look.

- Oh!
- [R-D beeps]

Personally, the only good
droid is a deactivated droid.

But if it wasn't for you I'd have
gotten my suit pressed for good.

Anymore top-priority stuff?

[R-D beeps]

I believe those two
are the only others.

Take them right
down to the hangar.

Tell them Vlix says it's okay.

[whispering] Master,
are you in there?

No, it's me, Kea.

[Thall] PO, what's going on?

Thank the Maker.

I've arranged clearance
to the hangar, sir.

[droids whirring]

Well, what do you think?

It's small.

But that's the beauty of it.

It has the destructive power of
anything a thousand times its size.

Since when is smaller costlier?

It's the new age, Father.

It's all micro-mini.
Teensy-weensy little components.

You'll be teensy-weensy little
components if anything goes wrong.

[R-D beeps]

I'm afraid that this... whatever
it is... Is irritating my circuits.

[R-D beeps]

What's wrong with
you? It's just a...

[R-D beeps]

Right. It's a thermal detonator.

Thermal detonator!

[guard] Hey, you!

Droid!

What's you got
there, shiny pants?

This ain't some weird
relative of yours, is it?

Oh, sir, please,
we have clearance.

If you give that
back, we'll be on our...

You want it? Catch. [Chuckles]

Oh, no.

Oh, please, sir. You don't know
what you're doing. [Exclaims]

- Huh?
- [exclaims]

[grunts]

Please. Um, Mr. Vlix
gave us security clearance.

Vlix?

Go on. Get going.

Oh.

Oh, I never thought I'd be so relieved
to be holding a thermal detonator.

[thermal detonator beeping]

Oh! It's activated!

- [R-D beeping]
- All that jostling around.

R, we only have ten
minutes until detonation.

That's the weapons
satellite. The Trigon One.

- [Tig] What's that?
- Top priority parts.

I gave them clearance.

What parts?

The satellite is finished.

Stop them!

They're going to
destroy the Trigon.

- Thall, we've got five minutes.
- [thermal detonator beeping]

Then we go up with the Trigon.

[Thall] Not if I can help it.

- [droids whirring]
- Cover me.

- [blaster f*ring]
- Whoa!

[crashes]

Come on! Get aboard.

- Oh, no. R do something quick.
- [droids whirring]

[blasters f*ring]

Hurry, R, hurry.

Nice work, R. Now
we're sealed in here.

With a thermal detonator.

- [thermal detonator beeping]
- Kea, get the droids.

[droid whirring]

[wails]

Freedom is everybody's fight.

R, I was about to strike
my blow for freedom.

[R-D beeps]

You're right. Freedom
is everybody's fight.

[sizzling]

PO, come on. They'll
be through in minutes.

[thermal detonator beeping]

[grunts]

Let's go.

Stop them. Hurry!

- [shouting]
- [blasters f*ring]

Here we go. Hang on.

[blasters f*ring]

We're stuck.

R, give me weapons power.

Droid fighters.
Intercept! Intercept!

They're useless against
the Trigon's weapons.

No. The weapons systems
are not yet activated.

Oh, yes, they are.

Let's go!

[murmuring]

[rumbles]

[whirring]

[console beeping]

[blaster fires]

It worked! My satellite worked!

We can set up again.
Somewhere else.

Perhaps far away.

It will take years.

The other gangs
will search for me.

They might be successful.

But this time, I do it alone.

Vlix, no. I... I... Let him go.

Right now, he's the
least of our worries.

- [laughs] Good sh**ting, R.
- [cheers] We did it!

Now we can use the Trigon
against the other gangs.

Uh-uh. It's too dangerous
for either side to have, Kea.

We have to finish
what we started.

We've got to destroy it.

[sighs] You're right, Thall.

Sise's g*ng's finished.
That's what we wanted.

[Thall] And thanks to R
and PO, that's what we have.

As I always say, sir,
"Freedom is everybody's fight."

[wails]

Oh!

Well, if that's the case PO,

maybe R would give you a
few tips on freedom fighting.

[R-D beeping]

Me go back and fight? [Exclaims]

That is if your
back can take it.

I... I... I think it might be better to
leave the freedom fighting to R,

after all.