Original subtitles

FROZEN

IN A TIME AND SPACE

REVIVED

BUT HOW WOULD THE UNIVERSE SURVIVE?

DUCK DODGERS OF THE 24th AND ONE-HALF CENTURY

PROTECTING THE POWERLESS

AND THE WEAK

DUCK DODGERS, HE'S FIGHTING

TYRANNY

IN THE 24th AND ONE-HALF CENTURY

I WONDER WHAT HAPPENED TO MY SATELLITES.

A MARTIAN BATTLESTATION?

I DON'T LIKE THE LOOKS OF THIS.

CALLING DUCK DODGERS. COME IN, DUCK DODGERS.

DODGERS!

WHAT?! OH, IT'S YOU.

I HAVE STRONG REASON TO BELIEVE

THAT A MARTIAN BATTLESTATION

HAS DESTROYED OUR SATELLITES

AND IS HEADED FOR THE EARTH.

I'M ASSIGNING YOU TO INVESTIGATE.

SORRY, I.Q. NO CAN DO.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN, "NO CAN DO?"

I JUST CAN'T HANDLE THE WORKLOAD.

TAKE A LOOK AT THE CADET.

[WHIRRING]

THE POOR LITTLE FELLOW DOESN'T EVEN REALIZE

HE'S BEING SLOWLY WORKED TO DEATH.

WHAT ARE YOU GETTING AT, DODGERS?

I MIGHT BE ABLE TO HANDLE YOUR STUPID ASSIGNMENT...

IF I HAD MY OWN ROBOT SLAVE-- I MEAN, FELLOW CREW MEMBER.

THIS IS AGAINST MY BETTER JUDGMENT,

BUT I'M ASSIGNING AGENT ROBOTO TO YOUR CREW.

IS IT HERE YET? IS IT HERE YET? IS IT HERE YET?

HE'S R-R-READY TO COME ABOARD.

[BZZZ]

WOW!

GREETINGS, CAPTAIN DODGERS.

IT IS AN HONOR TO SERVE YOU.

YEAH, I IMAGINE IT IS.

SO, YOU'RE HERE TO FOLLOW MY EVERY COMMAND, RIGHT?

YES, SIR.

MY EVERY WHIM?

YES, CAPTAIN.

I CAN GET TO LIKE THIS.

ALPHABETIZE MY COMICS.

DO MY LAUNDRY.

MOW THE ASTROTURF.

AND ROBOTO...

YES, CAPTAIN?

MY TOENAILS ARE LOOKING REALLY GROSS.

I COULD USE A PEDICURE.

SIR. YES, SIR.

YOU CAN DROP THE FORMAL STUFF.

THEN MAY I CALL YOU...FRIEND?

MMM...YEAH, I GUESS SO.

CAPTAIN DODGERS-- ROBOTO'S FRIEND.

AM I INTERRUPTING SOMETHING?

NOT AT ALL!

WE'RE APPROACHING THE MARTIAN BATTLESTATION.

EXCELLENT. PREPARE THE SHUTTLE.

ENGAGE THE DISAPPEARO DEVICE.

WE'LL SLIP IN RIGHT UNDER

THEIR MARTIAN NOSES.

Dodgers: I'LL JUST PUT HER DOWN RIGHT BY THOSE BARRELS.

OOPS. MAYBE IT'S BETTER OVER--DRAT!

I'LL JUST STOP RIGHT HERE.

NOW FOLLOW MY LEAD AND SEE HOW IT'S DONE.

HA HA!

WAH!

EEK! I COULD USE A LITTLE HELP HERE.

MUST...PROTECT...FRIEND.

WHAT WAS THAT?

AAH! A ROBOT DOG!

INTRUDERS! PROTECT THE LASER CANNON!

HA! NOT SO FAST, MARTIAN.

DUCK DODGERS IS HERE

TO DESTROY THAT FIENDISH WEAPON.

[BOOM]

WEAPON IS DESTROYED.

OH, ROBOTO. THAT WAS SPECTAC-C-C...

WONDERFUL.

[BOOM]

[ALARM SOUNDING]

THE WHOLE PLACE IS GONNA BLOW!

EVACUATE!

AAH! AAH!

BUT--BUT I USUALLY GET TO BLOW UP THE BATTLESTATION.

LET'S GO, FRIEND.

ALL RIGHT, EVERYONE, LOOK SHARP.

DR. I.Q. HI WILL BE CALLING ANY SECOND

TO CONGRATULATE ME

ON MY STUNNING DEFEAT OF THE MARTIANS.

NICE WORK, CADET. AND YOU, ROBOTO,

YOU DIDN'T SCREW THINGS UP TOO MUCH.

WELL, DODGERS, I'M CALLING TO CONGRATULATE YOU

AND YOUR CREW ON A MISSION WELL DONE.

AGENT ROBOTO, YOU REALLY DISTINGUISHED YOURSELF TODAY.

I HAVEN'T SEEN MOVES LIKE THAT

SINCE STAR JOHNSON SENT THE TYRELLIANS PACKING BACK IN '32.

YOU'RE TOO KIND, DR. I.Q.

BUT THE REAL CREDIT SHOULD GO

TO MY FRIEND CAPTAIN DODGERS.

HA HA HA! AND YOU'VE GOT A SENSE OF HUMOR, TOO.

WELL, ROBOTO, GOOD WORK.

YOU'RE REALLY ON THE FAST TRACK TO A PROMOTION.

SAY, DOC, BEFORE YOU GO,

I'D JUST LIKE TO SAY,

I CAN'T TAKE ALL THE CREDIT MYSELF.

I MEAN, I DID HAVE A LITTLE HELP.

[LOUD LAUGHTER]

YOU CRACK ME UP, DODGERS.

UM...CADET, COULD I GET

A TRANSCRIPT OF THIS MEETING?

"ROBOTO, ROBOTO, ROBOTO, ROBOTO, ROBOTO,..."

ROBOTO?

ARE YOU KIDDING? THAT WENT GREAT.

HE DIDN'T EVEN YELL AT CAPTAIN DODGERS THIS TIME.

DODGERS FRIEND.

FRIEND, IS IT?

THIS SHIP'S ONLY BIG ENOUGH FOR ONE FRIEND.

SO LONG, ROBOTO.

HA HA HA! NOW ALL I HAVE TO DO

IS POSITION THIS RESCUE BEACON

ON ONE OF THOSE EXPLOSIVE MARTIAN SPACE MINES.

CAREFUL. STEADY.

YES!

HELLO, FRIEND. WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

AH. WELL, UM...OH.

I WAS JUST, UM... DOING SOME STUFF.

[LAUGHS NERVOUSLY]

YOU KNOW, ROBOTO, SOMETIMES

IN THE DEEPEST DARKNESS OF SPACE,

A CRY GOES OUT FOR HELP.

"SAVE ME! I'M LOST IN DEEPEST DARKNESS!"

SO WE MUST BE EVER VIGILANT,

LISTENING FOR A FRIEND WHO IS LOST IN SPACE.

HARK! DID YOU HEAR THAT?

WHAT?

A SIGNAL, FROM A FRIEND.

WILL YOU HELP HIM? WILL YOU HELP HIM?

I WILL HELP HIM. I WILL HELP THE FRIEND.

WHERE ARE YOU, FRIEND? I CANNOT HEAR YOU.

BETTER TURN THE BEACON ON. THERE.

[BEEPING]

I HEAR YOU. DO NOT LOSE HOPE, FRIEND.

AND IN A MOMENT, A LARGE EXPLOSION,

AND IT'S ADIOS, ROBOTO.

FRIEND, I HAVE RESCUED YOUR FRIEND.

THANKS.

NOT EXACTLY WHAT I HAD IN MIND.

AAH!

PRICELESS WORKS OF ART? AAH!

FRERE JACQUES, FRERE JACQUES

FRENCH ORPHANS? AAH!

SIMPLE AMISH FOLK?

SOME DAYS YOU JUST CAN'T GET RID OF A MARTIAN SPACE MINE.

AAH! AAH!

PERFECT.

[BEEPING CONTINUES]

OH, MY. THIS IS NO PLACE FOR A SPACE MINE.

ONE OF THOSE ORPHANS MIGHT HAPPEN UPON IT.

THERE.

[BOOM]

YOU WIN AGAIN, ROBOTO.

GOOD GAME, CADET.

THAT WALKING TRASHCAN WILL NEVER SURVIVE

OPERATION MOTHER'S BROACH.

MOTHER HAD THE WORST TASTE.

SIMPLY DROP IT IN THE ENGINE PORT. OOPS.

[CLANK]

OH, ROBOTO.

YES, FRIEND?

ROBOTO, I'M IN AN AWFUL BIND.

I JUST DID SOMETHING TERRIBLE.

ROBOTO WILL HELP FRIEND BURY BODY.

NO. UM... I DROPPED SOMETHING

WAY DOWN THE ENGINE PORT--

MY MOTHER'S BROACH.

MOTHER? ROBOTO FIND.

THANKS. IT'S A FAMILY HEIRLOOM.

WHAT A SWEET GUY.

TOO BAD I HAVE TO DESTROY HIM.

ARE YOU IN THE ENGINE CHAMBER, ROBOTO?

YES, FRIEND. ROBOTO IS IN THE CHAMBER.

OK, BUDDY.

[BUZZ]

Speaker: WARNING. ENGINES ARE OVERLOADING.

[HUMMING]

ENGINES APPROACHING CRITICAL LEVEL.

CEASE TEST.

[HIGH-PITCHED WHIRRING]

THAT SHOULD DO IT.

GOOD NEWS, CAPTAIN. I HAVE FOUND YOUR MOTHER'S BROACH.

LET ME PIN IT ON YOU.

NO, THANKS. IT CLASHES WITH MY EARRINGS.

I INSIST, FRIEND.

KEEP IT! I DON'T WANT IT! SELL IT ON-LINE!

AAH!

C-C-CAPTAIN DODGERS?

[SIZZLING]

WE HAVE A MOST DANGEROUS SITUATION ON OUR HANDS.

A G-G-GIANT ASTEROID IS HEADING STRAIGHT FOR OUR SHIP.

WELL, GET US OUT OF HERE.

EEE!

I CAN'T, SIR. THE ENGINES WON'T RESPOND.

I'M AFRAID WE'RE D-D-DONE FOR.

OH, NO.

WHAT?

THE ASTEROID. WHEN THAT THING HITS,

WE'LL ALL BE DESTROYED.

SHOULDN'T WE GET TO THE SHUTTLE?

IT WOULDN'T MATTER.

Roboto: FIX.

ROBOTO?

FRIEND...

YOU STAY.

I GO.

NO FOLLOWING.

OOP!

I LOVE YOU.

Dodgers' voice: I COULD USE A PEDICURE.

Roboto: DODGERS FRIEND.

I SURE HOPE THAT TABLE HOLDS.

IT IS ALTOGETHER FITTING THAT WE JOIN HERE IN THIS PLACE

TO REMEMBER OUR FALLEN COMRADE-- AGENT ROBOTO.

[BOING]

ROBOTO WAS LIKE A BROTHER TO ME.

WELL, MAYBE NOT LIKE A BROTHER.

I MEAN, HE NEVER STOLE MY GIRLFRIEND

OR WRECKED MY NEW CORVETTE.

I GUESS HE WAS MORE LIKE A COUSIN...

A SECOND COUSIN.

AND SO WE BID A FINAL FAREWELL TO AGENT ROBOTO.

ROBOTO, I HAVE AND WILL ALWAYS BE...

[SOBS]

YOUR FRIEND.

YOU KNOW, DODGERS, I HAD A CHANCE

TO POKE AROUND ROBOTO'S REMAINS,

AND I THINK HIS CRANIAL CAPACITOR

IS STILL IN GOOD SHAPE.

WHY, I SHOULD HAVE AGENT ROBOTO

BACK TOGETHER IN NO TIME.

OOPS. CLUMSY ME.

OOPS AGAIN.

THEN AGAIN, IT MIGHT TAKE A LITTLE LONGER.

THE LONE DUCK DESCENDS IN A LAST-DITCH EFFORT

TO DROP INCENDIARY ORDNANCE ON AN UNSUSPECTING ENEMY.

KA-BOOM! TAKE THAT, YOU HEATHEN MONKEYS.

[TAP TAP TAP]

HEY, GIVE SOME OF THE REST OF US KIDS A CHANCE.

YOU'VE BEEN IN THERE FOR 20 MINUTES.

THERE YOU GO, JUNIOR. KNOCK YOURSELF OUT.

WELL, DOC, I REALLY GOT TO HAND IT TO YOU--

SHE'S ONE SWEET RIDE.

NOT A BAD JALOPY, BUT NOTHING LIKE THE HOT RODS

I USED TO RACE BACK IN THE 21st CENTURY.

W-W-WOW! YOU WERE A H-H-HOT RODDER?

ARE YOU KIDDING? I PRACTICALLY INVENTED RACING.

CHECKERED FLAGS, BIG GOLD TROPHIES,

LUCRATIVE ENDORSEMENT DEALS WITH SOULLESS MEGACORPORATIONS--

THAT WAS ALL ME.

[FANFARE]

YUCK. WHO INVITED THE MARTIANS?

INTRODUCING THE SUPREME LEADER OF THE MARTIAN EMPIRE--

HER ROYAL HIGHNESS, THE QUEEN OF MARS.

Queen: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN,

I AM PLEASED TO PRESENT OUR ENTRY

FOR THIS YEAR'S COMPETITION-- THE MARTIAN MAVERICK 6 MILLION.

[FANFARE]

THE MAVERICK FEATURES ALL THE LATEST MARTIAN TECHNOLOGY

AND WILL BE PILOTED BY OUR UNDEFEATED GRAND CHAMPION,

WHO WILL GLADLY DESTROY ANY COMPETITION.

ARROGANT BLOWHARDS.

DOC, LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.

CADET, THIS WAY. CADET?

HE THE GREATEST RACER OF THIS OR ANY CENTURY.

NOW SEE HERE, MY FINE PIG.

I AM A 6-TIME GRAND CHAMPION.

PARDON ME. EXCUSE ME.

SORRY, MR. EYEBALL GUY.

COMING THROUGH.

I ACCEPT DUCK DODGERS' CHALLENGE,

AND I SHALL OBLITERATE HIM ON THE RACE COURSE.

W-W-WE'LL SEE ABOUT THAT.

CADET, WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO?

I ENTERED YOU IN THE RACE.

I WAS JUST TELLING THEM

WHAT A G-G-GREAT RACER.

UM, YOU KNOW...

MAYBE I WASN'T ALL THAT GREAT.

[AUDIENCE GASPS]

SAY IT AIN'T SO.

I'M SHOCKED.

FRAUD.

I THOUGHT HE WAS A REAL SPACE HERO.

[SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

I THINK I LEFT THE TUB RUNNING.

MAYBE THERE IS NO SANTA CLAUS.

I HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY.

FEAR NOT, MY PEOPLE.

I WILL NOT SHRINK FROM THE TASK SET BEFORE ME.

I SHALL BE YOUR CHAMPION

AND DEFEAT THE MARTIAN HORDE.

OH, SANTA!

[CHEERING]

ARROGANT BLOWHARD.

[ENGINE REVVING]

YOU REMEMBER THE PLAN, RIGHT?

AYE-AYE, MEIN CAPITAN.

SEE YOU IN THE WINNER'S CIRCLE.

[BEEPING]

ALL SYSTEMS ACTIVATED.

PREPARE FOR BLASTOFF.

ON YOUR MARK, GET SET...

[CHEERING]

WHOA!

EGAD. HE'S ACTUALLY GOOD.

WHAT IS HIS SECRET?

AHA. CHICANERY, IS IT?

WE'LL SEE ABOUT THAT.

EXCUSE ME.

[CRUNCH]

THERE YOU GO.

[WEAKLY] THANK YOU.

AAH!

WHOA-OA-OA!

CADET, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!

NYAH NYAH. CHEATERS NEVER PROSPER.

WAH!

WHOA-OA-OA-OA!

[ROCKET SPUTTERING]

AAH!

WHOA!

[PANTING]

HEY, I THINK I'VE GOT THE HANG OF THIS.

PLEASINGLY VOLCANIC!

WHOA!

OUCH! OUCH! OUCH!

OW! OW! OW! OW! OW!

[STEAM HISSING]

[ALARM BLARING]

THAT WAS ALMOST TOO EASY.

[CHEERING]

WITH ALL DUE RESPECT, CADET,

IT LOOKS LIKE YOUR DUCK HAS BEEN COOKED.

HA HA HA HA!

WITH ALL DUE RESPECT, Y-Y-YOUR HIGHNESS,

THIS RACE ISN'T OVER YET.

IF YOU'RE ALL THAT CONFIDENT,

MAYBE YOU'D LIKE TO MAKE THE RACE

A LITTLE MORE... INTERESTING.

YOU MEAN A B-B-B...

A WAGER?

IS THE LITTLE PIGGY CHICKEN?

PARDON ME A MOMENT.

S-S-SIR?

WHAT IS IT, CADET?

COULD I BORROW A MILLION TRILLION SPACE CREDITS

UNTIL NEXT WEDNESDAY?

HERE. TAKE IT OUT OF MY WALLET.

THANKS.

GOT TO FIND A WAY TO GET OUT IN FRONT OF THE LITTLE SQUIRT.

THEY MAY HAVE MISSED SOMETHING

WHEN THEY DEACTIVATED THE WEAPONS SYSTEMS.

BINGO! EMERGENCY FLARES.

WELL, THIS IS AN EMERGENCY.

OH, MY! THAT LITTLE CHEATER.

GIANT SPACE BATS!

AAH!

HUH?

I GUESS I'LL HAVE TO DO THIS THE OLD-FASHIONED WAY--

RIP THEM OFF BY HAND.

[SQUISH]

YUCK. THEY'RE SLIMY.

SALTY, TOO.

[GRUNTING]

WHOA!

NOT WHAT I HAD IN MIND.

OOH! OW!

OOH! UCK!

COULD THIS GET ANY WORSE?

[MUFFLED SCREAMS]

EW...EW!

ME AND MY BIG MOUTH.

PTOOEY!

SALTY.

STUPID ROCKET BOOTS.

I'VE STILL GOT A CHANCE.

LET'S SEE WHAT THIS BABY CAN...DO.

Dodgers' voice: A FITTING END TO ONE DUCK'S RIDE

ON THIS MAD WHIRLING MERRY-GO-ROUND WE CALL LIFE.

WELL, W-W-WHAT DO YOU KNOW?

AH! THAT INFERNAL DUCK.

YOU SEEM VEXED, MILADY.

HAVE NO FEAR. MARS WILL WIN THIS RACE.

I'M GLAD YOU'RE SO SURE.

DOUBLE OR NOTHING.

OH, JEEPERS. I DON'T KNOW.

I'LL THROW IN 100 MILLION OF YOUR EARTH HAMBURGERS.

WITH CHEESE?

DEAL.

[BEEPING]

ALL RIGHT, FINISH LINE, COME TO PAPA.

I THINK NOT, EARTH CREATURE.

YOU'RE NOT THE ONLY ONE

WITH A TRICK UP HIS SLEEVE.

WHAT? ARE YOU TRYING TO TELL ME

THAT LITTLE MISS MOLLY MARTIAN

HAS A CHEATY TRICK?

HA HA HA HA!

CUT IT OUT, CUE BALL. YOU'RE KILLING ME.

ACTUALLY, THAT IS THE IDEA.

Computer: WARNING. EXPLOSION IMMINENT.

EXPLOSION?

OH, YES. EXPLODING ROCKET FUEL

MAKES SUCH A LOVELY FIREBALL.

WHAT?!

[SCREAMING]

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

[FANFARE]

YES!

[CHEERING]

THIS JUST CANNOT BE.

HA!

DUCK DODGERS IS THE WINNER

THAT MAKES YOU THE LOSER

YOU KNOW, I THINK I LEARNED A VALUABLE LESSON TODAY--

WINNERS NEVER CHEAT, AND CHEATERS NEVER WIN,

AND A STITCH IN TIME SAVES NINE,

AND DON'T TAKE ANY WOODEN NICKELS, AND--

[BOOM]

I THINK HE SHOULD HAVE SAID...

S-S-SLOW AND STUPID WINS THE RACE.

[CHOMP]