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[ENGINE RUMBLING]
[BEEPING]
[SIGHS]
[SCREAMS]
Shiro?
[KEITH] He's gone.
- There's nothin' out here, Coran. - I'm sorry, Keith.
[KEITH] I'm comin' home.
[SNIFFING]
I'm worried it smells a bit musty.
It's been a while since I've had to look presentable.
The Cubserions just declared independence
after a thousand years of oppression,
so they probably won't notice.
Then why am I getting all puffed up like a Trufalian meringue?
This is going to be a serious diplomatic meeting.
Remember, Princess, 70 percent of diplomacy is appearance.
Then 29 percent is manners, decorum, formalities and chit-chat.
It's really only one percent...
Serious business about fighting for the freedom of the universe?
Yes. That. Oh, and I forgot hors d'oeuvres.
Oh, that's at least two percent.
So I'll have to recalculate my...
We just freed these planets.
Do you really think they're ready to come together to fight the Galra?
I don't think it's a question of wanting to fight back,
but of believing that it's possible.
It's up to you to give them that faith.
It should be Voltron.
We can't always put the fate of the universe
in the hands of a giant weapon.
At least, that's what your father believed.
About 30 ticks to the drop zone. You ready, Kolivan?
Affirmative.
[LASER BLASTS]
[LANCE] Hold on, evasive action underway!
Lance, I think we just passed the drop zone.
We're under heavy fire. There's no way we can stop here.
- [LANCE] Kolivan, any ideas? - [KOLIVAN] Open the hatch.
We'll take it from here.
Go! Go! Go!
[WHIRRING]
Think you're pretty good, huh? Can you handle this?
Didn't think so. Huh?
Hunk, you got a fighter right on your six!
Yeah, and I'm about to teach this
sentry a lesson about tailgating.
[KOLIVAN] Paladins! Can you hear me?
We hear you, what's up?
We're pinned down by heavy artillery. We need air support.
[BLASTING]
[LANCE] I see it. I'll take it out.
- [WHIRS] - [LANCE] Uh-oh!
I can't get a safe angle of attack.
Maybe not from the front.
[CRASHING]
It appears the Galra forces are evacuating.
[HUNK] Yeah, and stay out!
Let's set 'em down over there and
get ready for the parade.
- [CLICKING] - [GIRLS COOING]
Now this is the kind of world-saving
that a Paladin could get used to.
Whoo! You got that right.
Oh, methinks I'll try this one with all the legs.
- [GROWLS] - Nope. Still alive.
[CLICKING]
[LANCE CHUCKLES] Whoo! Yeah.
[CROWD] Oh!
Ah!
[ALL MURMURING]
Hmm...
You know, based on our recent battles,
it seems like the Galra Empire is kinda just falling apart.
It's more than that. Look.
- Whoa! - [CLICKS]
[KOLIVAN] Word of Voltron's triumph is spreading.
Yeah, I guess the only problem is that we
can't form Voltron anymore.
That cannot stand.
The universe needs Voltron.
[MAN] Lions of Voltron,
the people of Puig thank you for delivering us
from the evil hands of the Galra Empire.
Don't forget the Blade of Marmora.
We couldn't have done it without Kolivan and his team.
It was our honor.
Yes.
I want to pledge to you that every able-bodied Puigian
will join Voltron in the fight against the Galra.
Speaking of Voltron, where is it?
[CROWD SHOUTING] Voltron! Voltron!
Voltron! Voltron!
[CHANTING] Voltron! Voltron! Voltron!
- I think this might be a problem. - [CROWD CHANTING] Voltron! Voltron!
[FAINT WHIRRING]
Oh, number five, you're back! How was your mission?
I talked to some members of the desert tribes on Planet Kythra
who have these same large feathered ears.
They're not friendly to Zarkon, but they couldn't help identify
the person in the footage. So, that's a dead-end.
Now, these flappy, loosey, pant-thingies...
Are skort pantaloons. Very breathable.
Right. They're traditionally worn by the Tando people.
Yes, in the Valurian quadrant.
Right. That's on the other side of the galaxy.
And what's this mask thing that they all have on their faces?
[CORAN] Hmm. No idea.
But it appears to be the perfect
blend of fashion and function.
Okay. So my brother was either taken by
intergalactic fashion pirates, or...
maybe the outer reaches of these galaxies
are occupied by freedom fighters
that are starting to work together against the Galra Empire.
You know, I don't mind telling you this,
but I was considered a bit of an
intergalactic fashion pirate in my day.
I used to have a bogwaggle-cape that I trained to sing my theme song
whenever I entered a room. [CHUCKLES]
Maybe this will help.
While I was gone I had the system analyze
the sound of the explosion from the prison break.
- [WHIRS] - [EXPLOSION AUDIO PLAYS]
[BEEPING]
[PIDGE] Huh.
Nanothermite titanium-boron.
Hey, maybe we can track that.
Good idea. While you do that,
I'm gonna check in with Lance and Hunk
and see how things went on Planet Puig.
[BEEPS]
Don't worry, Matt. I'll find you.
[HUNK] They haven't figured out their flatbread situation,
but what they do with those centipedes is just
out of this world.
And they're totally ready to join the fight against the Galra.
Nice!
We brought back a few of their leaders to join the coalition.
That's splendid. Excellent work!
You know, I gotta say,
this is what it's all about...
freein' the people, lovin' the ladies,
then bombin' down the road again looking for adventure, Voltron-style.
Which brings up a little issue.
They all want to see Voltron,
only we don't really have Voltron anymore.
We don't have Shiro anymore, either.
Everyone seems to have forgotten that.
It may be difficult for us all to accept,
but it is time to think about finding
a new pilot for the Black Lion.
No!
I'm gonna find him.
Shiro is the one person who never gave up on me.
I won't give up on him.
[RINGS]
[SNAPS]
[HAGGAR] No one is to be allowed
in Emperor Zarkon's chamber.
Vrepit sa.
Excuse me.
What is it, Commander Throk?
Would it be possible to speak to Zarkon today?
Another planet was lost to rebellion
and I feel he must be informed.
Zarkon is fully briefed
on all imperial matters.
He certainly doesn't need your input.
Of course.
It is just that I fear if we do
not take decisive action soon,
the Empire will crumble completely.
Rebel activity should be crushed with our full might
before more planets are inspired to fight against us.
Lotor has arrived at
headquarters at Zarkon's request
to take command of the Empire.
Under Zarkon's guidance, of course.
Lotor?
Why is he not at his father's bedside?
Zarkon needs no one by his bedside.
Least of all, you.
Hmm.
[ALLURA] It is our honor to have you all here together.
I had the biggest bunker back on Puig,
but it wasn't nearly this nice.
[VOICE GURGLES] Well, I spent the last decade
sleeping in a spiny thistle thicket.
You look wonderful though, Princess.
I'm glad I put on my best tarp.
Welcome, everyone. Welcome. I've prepared a few Earth canap๏ฟฝs
for our distinguished guests to enjoy
while we talk galactic diplomacy.
The Blade of Marmora has gathered this intelligence.
As you can see, the Galra Empire is
still the most massive ruling force
the universe has ever seen.
The sheer size of it is almost incomprehensible.
It seems like it could rule another 10,000 years.
[SHUDDERS]
Not the way I would have started this pep talk, but okay.
However, we are beginning to see signs of increased rebel activity
from within the Empire.
[ALL GASP]
We have a strategy to bring these forces together,
free more planets, grow our numbers,
and accumulate an army that can defeat the Galra in major battles.
But without your help, it will be impossible.
[ELECTRONIC VOICE] The forces will all fight behind Voltron, right?
Yes, where is Voltron?
The people you see before you are the Paladins of Voltron.
Together, they pilot the mighty
lions that form the great warrior.
Excellent! Can they form Voltron now?
- Uh, well... - We can't form Voltron, okay?
We can fly the lions, but Voltron is not happening.
[ALL GASP]
What he means is that right now they can't do it, but...
But nothing. Shiro is gone. He was the Black Lion.
And until we find him, there is no Voltron.
The lions are still a substantial fighting force
and this Castle is also a considerable weapon.
The Blade of Marmora can lead you.
My people have been enslaved for centuries
by soldiers who look exactly like you.
Yes! Our people have heard the legend
of Voltron, how he defeated Zarkon.
That is what gave them hope.
What are we supposed to tell them now?
Tell them to stand up and fight for themselves!
Voltron is gone!
[WHIRS]
[WEAK CHUCKLE]
Pizza roll? Pig in a blanket?
I'll have a pizza roll.
[CROWD CHEERING]
[ROARS]
[BLADE RINGS]
I tried to speak with Lord Zarkon today,
but the witch stopped me again.
I fear the Emperor's condition may
be worse than she is telling us.
I'm not sure he will ever return to the throne.
Agreed.
And now Prince Lotor is taking over?
We've fought by Zarkon's side forever,
and now we are passed over by this exiled brat.
I've heard rumors he fights alongside
his enlisted men like a lowly private.
Worse than that,
his top generals aren't even pure Galra.
They are half-breeds at best.
He has no honor.
[GENERAL] Some say he allows the planets he conquers
to continue to rule themselves.
Can you imagine?
[THROK] Clearly he's a dangerous lunatic.
I've already spoken with the other officers in my sector.
They've all agreed to back me if I fight for the throne.
Normally, I would never think of such a thing, but...
What choice do we have?
Then you'll support me?
Yes.
[BLADE CLANGING]
Who's this little fellow?
I don't know. I've never seen him before.
[CROWD CHEERING]
[GRUNTS, GROWLS]
[BLADE RINGS]
- [CROWD CHEERS] - [WARRIOR GROANS]
[CHEERING CONTINUES]
[BOTH] Huh...?
Lotor!
Throk. You wish to challenge me?
Then come down and claim your crown.
[CROWD GASPS]
True Galra do not take the throne
by stirring up insurrection in darkened chambers.
They rise through honorable rite of combat.
Defeat me here and the throne is yours.
[CHEERING]
[GROWLS]
Humph.
[GROWLS]
[GROWLS]
- I gladly accept your offer. - [CROWD CHEERING]
Now all will see who is
the rightful leader.
I have fought thousands of battles
and left many enemies much more fearsome than you
wasting on the battlefields.
- [BLADE WHIRS] - [YELLS]
You have flawless technique, that I'll grant you.
Still, you must realize at some point,
that your repetitive attacks are getting you nowhere.
[YELLING]
[GROANS]
[CLANGS]
[GRUNTS]
Your tactics are stale.
And in the end, your own
aggression is your undoing.
[CROWD CHEERING]
[CHANTING] Lotor! Lotor! Lotor! Lotor!
Lotor! Lotor! Lotor! Lotor! Lotor! Lotor!
Lotor! Lotor! Lotor! Lotor! Lotor! Lotor!
Huh?
My father built our Empire on the bones of his enemies.
But the time has come to change the old ways,
and inspire not fear from those we rule, but loyalty.
We must not waste our energy
fighting to keep our subjects down,
but rather multiply it,
by allowing those worthy
to rise and join our ranks.
[FAINT GASP]
The Universe can no longer doubt our strength.
Each ally gained only makes us stronger,
while those who continue to stand against us...
will be crushed.
Lotor, we pledge our loyalty to you.
Vrepit sa.
[CROWD CHANTING] Lotor! Lotor!
Lotor! Lotor! Lotor! Lotor!
[PURRING]
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
That went well.
The masses are easily manipulated.
Have Throk transferred out to the Ulippa System immediately.
Let him rot with the ice worms.
Hey, man.
Listen...
we all miss Shiro.
I remember what a thrill it was to meet him for the first time
when the two of us carried him out of that garrison hospital.
I grew up with my dad and Matt telling me stories about him.
He was a legend at our house.
[HUNK] The guy taught me everything I know about being a pilot.
Which isn't much, but that's more on me.
You're not the only one hurting, man.
We're all right there with you.
But you know that he would be the first
one to tell us that we have to move on.
[ALLURA] Keith, I know exactly how you feel.
But our mission is bigger than any one individual.
Even those who are completely irreplaceable.
I know you're right.
It's time to figure out how to reform Voltron.
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