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02x09 - It Came From Outer Space

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "Loonatics Unleashed". Aired: September 17, 2005 – May 5, 2007.*
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Unlike previous Looney Tunes-related shows, Loonatics Unleashed has a darker tone and takes place in a post-apocalyptic setting, following multiple minor story arcs.

02x09 - It Came From Outer Space

Post by bunniefuu »

Ah.

Oh, yeah.

Huh?

Mmm.

Sesame seed?

My molecular reconstructor

Is a cutting edge
scientific tool.

Not a fast food maker.

Look I can adjust the
magnetic flux capacitors.

So please keep your hands
off my stuff.

Absolutely, positively
you can trust me

Because I'm honest.

And see, no hands on stuff.

Of course, I never said
anything about my beak.

Whoa! There it is.

Whoa! Totally sweet,
sweet, sweet.

Ooh, a video game.

Did someone say
video game?

Hey!

Cool.

Watch out.

I call this
my ballistic bunny blast.

Hey, when it comes
to video games,

This bunny's got the mojo.

What have you done?

Well, for one thing,
high score.

That's no game.

That's my new x3000
automated weapon system.

Uh-oh. So that was
a real target and missiles?

I wouldn't worry because
there are billions

Of uninhabitable planets
and asteroids out there.

What are the odds
of hitting something

That had someone
living on it, huh?

Whoo.

How dare someone attack my
spacecraft without reason.

Attacking a spacecraft
without reason

Is what I do.

Ejecting enemy m*ssile.

Tracking enemy m*ssile's
point of origin.

Ah, here's where
the missiles were launched from.

Acmetropolis.

Perhaps I will
congratulate them

On a most impressive attack.

Or better yet,

I will blow up acmetropolis.

* Rock 'n' set,
loonatics, let's jet *

* Rev, lexi, and tech *

* Slam, and duck *

* Rock 'n' set, let's jet *

* Ace is cool
and leads the pack *

* Laser sword
strikes 'em back *

* When big, bad bots
smash and attack *

* Lexi's brain-blast
makes 'em crack *

* Quackin' in, quackin' out *

* Duck will
make invaders shout *

* Activate, regenerate *

* Magnetic powers levitate *

* Rock 'n' set, let's jet *

* Bam, slam *

* Tornado zing bling baubles *

* Set, let's jet *

* Supersonic rev heats 'em up
at the speed of light *

* Set, let's jet *

* R-r-rock 'n' set, let's jet *

* Whoo! Powers
to protect and serve *

* Tons of ego,
lots of nerve *

* Never question,
never swerve *

* Loonatics unleashed *

Also, for destroying
my galactic death cruiser,

My collection of
hand painted space dishes,

My martians playing
poker painting,

And my martian frog
and monkey statue,

I demand you surrender
at once.

Or your planet
will be destroyed.

By the way,
nice m*ssile targeting.

Thanks. I mean,
it was an accident.

We felt we were
playing a game,

But it wasn't a game,
it was real,

But of course,
you already knew that,

Or you sort of
knew that

And if you didn't know
that you know that now.
You know.

I say mini mean and green
here is all talk.

Brave words from someone
who's a finger snack

Where I come from.

Like I haven't heard
that one before.

I bet you couldn't hit
the broad side

Of the moon
with that thing.

Oh, really?

Aha. Easy shot.

I bet you couldn't hit
something smaller

Like those stars over there.

Ok,
another easy shot.

How about trying
the sun, buddy.

But this time,
with your eyes shut.

Let's not get
carried away here, duck.

Leave something
that twinkles up there.

Maybe I should do
the talking.

I mean, I am the one
who caused this.

Hi, mr. Melvin
the martian sir.

Love your helmet
and those shoes.

I always heard martians
had the best fashion sense.

Best fashion sense?

The guy's wearing a tutu.

Listen, cornball,
if you take over acmetropolis,

It's just gonna be
one more planet

For you to keep track of.

True. I do have
so many planets.

It's hard to keep count.

Listen, chum. You have to
shrink acmetropolis

Just to make room.

Good idea.

I'll shrink
everything on it

And add it
to my collection.

You see how easy
I handled that?

Now he's only going to...

Shrink our planet!

Please, don't do
anything rash

Just because I thought I was
playing some silly game.

You must be a very good
game player.

Mmm. I've just
learned a new game.

Celestial checkers.

Unfortunately,
sergeant sirius

Lacks a cpu strong enough
to master such a game.

He's more of a rock, paper
scissors kind of robot.

That's too bad.

It's not much fun
playing games

When no one around
has your skills.

Believe me, I can relate.

Oh, goody.
Then it's settled.

I won't destroy
or shrink your planet.

I'll just take you.

What do you mean,
take me?

All right, listen here
space cadet.

No one's taking lexi.

Ooh.

Hey, hey, hey.
Come here for a second.

Let's not be too hasty.

I mean, what's so bad

About traveling
and playing checkers, eh?

How many people
can say they've been

A billion
light years away?

You have 24 hours
to reconsider.

After that, acmetropolis

Will be very hard to find
on any map.

You mean like wearing
a tutu out in public.

I mean like producing
a trillion times the power

Of our entire planet.

With that much juice,
we're toast.

Huh?

Well, we got no choice.

If tiny wants a w*r,

We'll give him a w*r.

Or we could just give him
what's her name.

Listen, guys. Duck's right.

I'm the one to blame.

I feel like
helen of troy.

Who?

I don't get it.

Her beauty brought on
the trojan w*r.

Please. This isn't
about your beauty

But about your
ballistic bunny blast.

But I do agree,
you deserve the blame.

No. I'm the one
who hacked

Into tech's computer
in the first place

Which makes me the one
to blame.

Right. You deserve
the blame.

But I created
the weapon system program.

If anyone's to blame,
it's me.

I agree.

I say there's plenty of blame
here for all 3 of you.

Hey, maybe we could
ship them all out.

Let the invasion begin.

Well, it's been 24 hours

And still no sign
of the martian.

I knew short stack
was bluffing.

Uh, don't think so.

Citizens of acmetropolis,
do not panic.

We will protect you
from the invader.

Commence firing!

Cool!

The invaders are coming up
through acmetropolis.

Shrinking all buildings
in sight.

Now beat them.

I'm putting up
the deflector shields.

But I don't know
how long they'll last

Without more power.

Maybe you could plug them into
a couple of different outlets.

You're brilliant.
Why didn't I think of that.

Sergeant sirius,
pretty soon

I'll have all of
acmetropolis

In the palm of my hand.

Literally.

So, uh, you think
this souped up gizmo

Will do the job?

Well, the molecular
reconstructor is my design.

Only hitch is we're going
to need a lot more power

To get all of
the shrunken buildings

Back to size.

We barely have enough power
to keep up the shields.

I know you're
feeling bad, lexi.

Blaming yourself for this
whole mess you caused,

But you really shouldn't.

Oh, thanks.

Why is it
that throughout history

So many have to suffer
for the acts of a few?

Of in this case, just one.

Thanks, duck.
I feel so much better.

Hey. That's what
action hero friends are for.

It's the power grid.

We're losing
sector 3 shields.

According to my
calculations,

Melvin's forces
will break through by morning.

Well, no one's turning
our headquarters

Into a doll house.

I'll reroute
available power.

I can't say how long
it will hold up.

Huh?

Tech. Wake up.

The martian army.
Where are they?

They're retreating.

Why would they do that?

No clue.

Don't ask me.

I don't know.
They're ugly.

I guess martian boy
finally realized

Who he was up against.

The greatest action hero
in the galaxy.

Huh.

Hey, uh,
anyone seen lexi?

This might explain.

It's from lexi.

A hologram?

Hi, guys.

Sorry to skip out on you
without a goodbye,

But I knew you'd try
to talk me out

Of what I have to do.

I decided to take melvin
up on his offer.

What?

I mean, why
would she do that?

You know women.

When they get something
into their heads,

There's no stopping them.

You can try,
but they never listen.

Oh, almost forgot.

Thanks for your advice, duck.

You were right, it is better
to sacrifice one

Than for all to perish.

Wha--yeah...obviously,

I was taken completely
out of context.

Ok, tech, use your
molecular reconstructor

To size things up

While the rest of us
go after lexi.

Unfortunately,
my remote security scan

Indicates that
the martian spacecraft

Is impenetrable.

Hmm. Say, remember
what lexi said

About feeling like
helen of troy?

Maybe we can make her
really feel that way.

That led to us
doing the doing

That was done by my doing.

We have an offer
of peace

With general melvin
the martian.

Huh?

I believe that
belongs to me.

I can't lose
at this game, lexi.

Oh, yeah? I'm gonna beat
that tutu off of you.

Ooh. I love this game.

Silly rabbit.

Bow before the celestial
checkers master.

Hey, you can't
move like that.

You can when it's
your board.

Ugh. I've got
a funny feeling

This is going to get old
real fast.

Melvin.

How about a rematch?

Oh, double or nothing?

Where to start looking.

This bucket of bolts
is huge.

And there seems to be
nobody around.

No wonder melvin
the martian is lonely.

Can you imagine what it
would be like to be all alone

And not have anyone
to talk to day after day

After day after day
after day?

Yeah. Paradise.

All right.
Here's the plan.

Duck and I will look for lex.

Slam, you cover us and try
not to eat anything.

No eat?

Uh-huh.

Ok, ok.

Rev, find
the ship's computer

And begin the upload.

I'm already there.

We'll never find lexi.

I say we cut our losses
and go home.

We can divide up our stuff
and call it a day.

Duck.

What?

You can have first pick.

Your primitive bunny
brain, lexi,

Is no match for my
superior martian mind.

What's up, tech?

The martian's
double-crossed us.

The warships are back.

The weird thing is
the pattern of city blocks

Being miniaturized kind of
looks like a checkerboard.

Checkerboard, huh?

You might want to cover
quadrant 8c.

Hey, it worked.

Now cover 4g and king me.

What?

Just do it.

Right again.

How'd you know?

Let's just say
space shrimp

Doesn't exactly
play by the rules.

Isn't there some other
game you want to play?

No. Celestial checkers
is even more fun

Than tic tac toe.

Oh, if you're going
to play checkers,

Learn the game.

Someone brought me a gift.

Oh, goody.

I usually don't receive
many gifts this deep in space.

There's a note.

"Please accept this gift
with our apologies.

"Your friends and not
your mortal enemies,

The loonatics."

How nice.

Yes, I bet it's one
of those puzzle games

That you take apart and
can never put back together.

Ooh, I love puzzle games.
Come along, sirius.

Surprise.

I organized
a rescue mission to save you.

Right. Was that
before or after

You planned
to divide up my things?

Uh...

Super hearing, remember?

Hey. You should
have to have a warrant

To use those things.

Look, guys, I appreciate
you coming,

But I can't leave.

I made a deal to save
acmetropolis.

Well, your little playmate
already broke that deal.

He somehow rigged
the checkerboard

To his weapon system.

Every time you make a move,

A part of acmetropolis
is zapped.

What? You mean I'm destroying
stuff by accident again?

Old habits die hard.

Time to jet.

Tech, I'm at
the ships computer.

What do I do now?

Locate the primary
energy processor

And photon laser it
back to hq.

If I can recharge
the reconstructor,

I might be able
to save acmetropolis.

Uh-huh. There it is.

Down you go.

Ace, we've got problems.
Look.

The booster rocket
must have been damaged

When we were brought aboard.

We'll never get liftoff.

Rev, you meet us
at the dock bay, right...

Away.

Energy upload
to acmetropolis is underway

And will be completed
in 8 minutes or maybe 9 minutes

Depending on
the solar winds,

But my guess would
be 8 minutes,

But to be safe,
I would say 9 minutes.

Why don't you tell me
on the way.

You know how I love
those long rambling stories.

The intruders.

Sound the alarm,
sergeant.

I have a feeling
that's not the welcoming party.

Guardians, defend!

Ouch! Ouch!

Intruders make me
so angry.

So, uh...

What's up, doc?

I have something for you.

A uranium pu-36
expl*sive space modulator.

Now take it.

Oh, no. I won't.

Oh, yes, you will.

Oh, no, I won't.

Oh, yes, you will.

Oh, yes, I will.

Oh, no, you won't.

Oh, yes, I will!

Oh, no, you won't.

All right, doc. You win.
You always win.

I guess I showed him.

He'll think twice
before he ever...

Hmm. That's not right.

Well, twice, I can do it
this time on purpose.

What? You're leaving
the fate of our planet

In the hands of some
joystick juggler?

You go, bunny.

Kick some martian butt.

What do you think
she calls that move?