03x12 - Return of the ThunderCubs

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No, no!

Mumm-Ra!
-Huh?

Do you hear us, Mumm-Ra?

I hear you, ancient spirits of evil.

You are running out of time
and we are running out of patience.

Return to Thundera, Mumm-Ra...

...and find the lost
Treasures of Thundera...

...for only then
will the Thundercats be defeated.

Only then will evil prevail.

But-- But I have no way
to locate the Treasure...

...ancient ones.

Find a fragment of the casket...

...which held the Treasure, Mumm-Ra.

Give that fragment
to the Thundercat Cheetara...

...and her extrasensory powers
will locate...

...the remaining Treasure for you.

But-- But how?

How will I do that, ancient ones?

Even now...

...Cheetara is planning
an expedition to New Thundera.

Get there first, Mumm-Ra...

...and be prepared to greet her.

I will do as you command,
O evil ones.

Ma-Mutt, prepare the Mumm-Raft.

Main motors on.

All systems go!

Ignition.

Thundera, here we come.

Don't look so glum, Lion-O.

They know how
to take care of themselves.

I hope so, Snarf.

But there's so much about
the New Thundera we don't know.

These first few missions
could be dangerous.

Ah, Ma-Mutt, my faithful friend...

...everything is ready.

And in this grotto...

...we are hidden from any prying eyes.

Ancient spirits of evil...

...help me rebuild
my magical cauldron...

...so that I can execute
your wicked wishes.

Now, we must search
for a fragment of the casket...

...which held
the Treasure of Thundera.

Seek, Ma-Mutt.

We must not fail.

What is it, Ma-Mutt?
What have you found?

We have it!

A piece of the casket.

We're coming up on the ruins.

Prepare for landing.

Wait. Hold that.

I've got the strongest premonition.

Let's take a closer look.

Keep your eyes peeled.
This would be a bad time for an ambush.

Oh, well, hello, Thundercats.

Hello, and welcome
to the treasure hunt.

What was that?
The engines are out.

What's gone wrong now?
Snarf, snarf.

Sword of Omens,
give me sight beyond sight.

The Feliner's crashed on New Thundera.

Reow, I knew something bad
was gonna happen.

We don't even have
a ship to rescue them.

There is one other ship we could use.

Nice landing, Cheetara, considering.

Looks like we're here for the duration.

It's gonna take some work
before that thing will fly again.

Let's hope Lion-O will figure out
a way to rescue us.

But in the meantime,
our mission goes on.

Put on your Spring Heels.

We'll check out
every corner of this planet...

...until we've found more
of the Treasure of Thundera.

Ancient spirits of evil...

...disguise me...

...as the Fog of Despair.

Battle stations! Lion-O's coming.

What?

Impossible, Monkian.
You've finally gone bonkers.

My sensors would have detected him.

We can't trust the mutants, Lion-0.

They'll only try to double-cross us.

We have no choice.

The Ratstar is the only ship
on Third Earth...

...that can make the trip
to New Thundera.

Reow, maybe we should just,
prrr, borrow it.

No, if we act like thieves...

...we'll be turning our backs
on the Code of Thundera.

Hold it right there, Lion-O.

One more step,
and we'll blast you to smithereens.

We come in peace, mutants.

We'll pay you to fly the two of us
to New Thundera to save our friends.

Hit them with the Varicannon,
Vultureman.

That will send them packing, yes?

Wait. Let's do it.

Let's take them to the New Thundera.

What? Us, help the Thundercats?

You're insane, Vultureman!

And you're nearsighted, Slithe.

Think of the possibilities.

Once we're in deep space...

...we'll deep six them.

Good idea, Vultureman.

Carefully now, Thundercats.

What's left of Mumm-Ra's pyramid
is just over this hill.

-There it is.
-But it looks deserted.

So who fired on us?

That's what we have to find out.

I sense the Thundercats' presence.

It is time for them...

...to meet their doom.

By Thundera! What is that?

That fog,
there's something terribly wrong.

I sense an awful danger.

Let's get out of here fast.

It's gaining on us, Panthro.

Don't stop. I'll try to hold it off--

Panthro!

-Oh!
-Ah!

Welcome to
the Canyon of Youth...

...Thundercats.

Oh, have a nice second childhood.

Oh, a helpless juvenile trio.

Ancient spirits of evil...

...give me the disguise of Lion-0O...

...lord of the Thundercats.

Who--? Who are you?

I am Lion-O, lord of the Thundercats.

And you cubs are to come with me
on an important mission.

Why should we?

Because a wicked
Thundercat impostor...

...is trying to steal
the Treasure of Thundera...

...and we must prevent it.

Now, concentrate on this fragment
of the Treasure's casket, Little Cheetara.

And you will know where
the remainder of the Treasure lies.

I'll know? What do you mean?

Just do it, you little brat!

Hey.

You don't have the right
to speak to us like that.

Easy, Tygra, take it easy.

I'll do it, but I think you're crazy.

Somehow I know.

You'll find the Treasure
beyond those hills.

Good, good. Now, lead the way.

Now, listen, Lion-O.
Now, you stay close to me.

And don't drop your guard
even for an instant.

Right, Snarf, will do.

Better check
the aft directional controls, Monkian.

You got it, Vultureman.

No. No. That's not right.

That yellow circuit
connects to the green switchboard, yes?

No, it does not.
It goes to the red contact breaker.

-Green.
-Red.

Great Jaga, Lion-0.
These mutants don't understand a thing.

Snarf, no.

You mutants are so dumb.
Now, listen carefully.

Connect yellow to red
to get you ahead.

But yellow to green
will make you scream.

I'll make you scream, furball.

Let him go, Slithe. You promised
to take us to New Thundera.

Is this how you mutants
keep your word?

No. This is how we keep our word.

Come on, move it.
We haven't got all day.

There's something here. I feel it.

Oh, I don't know.
This is so confusing.

Where? Where is it? And what is it?

I don't know. Beneath us, perhaps.

Then, dig,
you miserable Thunderbrats. Dig!

In here.

You'll never keep us in here.

I'll free Lion-0O,
and we'll come and get you.

Yeah, we will. Snarf, snarf.

Reow.

What a fine mess this is. Snarf, snarf.

Snarf! Snarf!

Oh, I'll get you loose, Lion-0.

Don't worry. Old Snarf can do it.

-Thanks, Snarf.
-There's nothing to thank me for.

There's no way
we'll get out of here, anyway.

And this compartment's soundproof.

You can't even call
the Sword of Omens from in here.

If I just hadn't tried to help
those miserable mutants...

...with their silly controls.

-Over here, Snarf.
-What is it?

I don't know,
but let's see what's behind it.

Well, looks like we've hit
the stabilizer controls.

Hmm. A trick with the controls
got us in to this....

Maybe another trick will get us out.

Lion-O, what are you doing?

I'm going to try to short out
Vultureman's console...

...and take control of the ship.

The Ratstar is going out of control.

I don't get it.

Hang on, Snarf.

We're upside down.

Thank you, Sherlock Holmes.

Well, Snarf, I guess even mutants
have their ups and downs.

Sword of Omens, come to my hand.

Care to take another turn, mutants?

Come on, put your backs into it.

What is it? Give it to me. It's mine!

No! It belongs to all the Thundercats.

I've seen its picture
in the Book of Omens.

It is the Mirror of Truth,
part of the Treasure of Thundera.

Holy Thunderal!

Panthro, Tygra and Cheetara
have been changed into Thundercubs.

Thundercubs, these are the impostors
I warned you about.

Hey, who you calling
an impostor you, you--?

Whoever you are.

Don't listen to that furry traitor.

You must fight these impostors...

...while I escape
with the Mirror of Truth.

Whoever you are, don't mess with us.

We're the Thundercubs.
Easy, Snarf.

I don't want the Thundercubs
between us and that phony Lion-O.

Judge the truth for yourselves,
Thundercubs.

Look into the Mirror of Truth
and see who you really are.

That's me, but older. Look!

I don't understand.

One of you is lying.

-You.
-Give me that!

No!

Thunder, thunder, thunder!
Thundercats, h*!

Neat party trick, Thundercats.

But nothing like mine.

The game is not over yet, Lion-0.

Meet your doom.

Mumm-Ra...

...the ever-living and all powerful!

You are finished, Thundercats.

The mirror!

Spare me, Thundercats.

Have mercy!

Get him, Lion-O! Don't let them escape.

sh**t them down, snarf, snarf!

No, Snarf.
Revenge is the delight of a mean spirit.

I'll be back.

I will never forgive you...

...for this humiliation, Thundercats.

I will have my revenge!

Oh, yeah?
Well, I've got one for you, Mumm-Ra.

Sticks and stones
may break my bones...

...but words will never hurt me,
snarf, snarf.

-Thundercats!
-Hol!

How's it going, Cheetara?

Another few hours and I estimate
the Feliner will be fully operational.

I must be the dumbest mutant alive.

Every time you come up
with a scheme, Vultureman--

Stop complaining, Slithe...

...and help me figure a way
to prevent those blasted Thundercats...

...from leaving for Third Earth
without us.

MONKIAN
They wouldn't do that, would they?

Reow, mutants, that all depends
on how effectively you grovel.

-No, no, don't leave us here.
-Oh, no!

-We'll pay you anything.
-We'll pay you anything!

Well, mutants,
much against my better judgment...

...Snarf has persuaded me
to take you back to Third Earth.

And since the Feliner's
baggage compartments are empty....

We have just about enough room.

Of course,
it won't be very comfortable...

...but it's more than you deserve.

So, Thundercats, let's go home.