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♪ Zak Storm ♪
♪ Zak Storm, Zak Storm ♪
♪ I will always guide you, lead you ♪
♪ I'll be standing right by your side ♪
♪ Standing, fighting ♪
♪ Justice always in sight ♪
♪ I will always guide you, lead you ♪
♪ I will get you out of here ♪
♪ No reason to fear ♪
♪ Just as long as I'm near ♪
♪ Zak Storm, Zak Storm ♪
♪ I will always guide you, lead you ♪
♪ Heavens above ♪
♪ No reason to fear ♪
♪ Just as long as I'm near ♪
♪ Zak Storm ♪
[zoom]
[Crogar] Hm.
That doesn't look like a Waypoint.
Because it is the sun, Crogar.
-[ping] -Here.
We are here.
[dings]
The Waypoint.
Are you sure, Cece?
I have plotted our course referencing all the ancient astral charts.
A Atlantean Navigatrix is never mistaken.
[video game pings]
Whoa! Well, what just happened?
I don't know. The map is... What?
[video game pings]
Looks like it's "Game Over!"
[laughs]
Ha, ha.
Surface humor. So dry.
Don't look at me. He's the captain,
he gives the orders!
A captain should set an example,
not behave like a clown fish.
[laughs] OK, OK.
Caramba, give us the real chart: Cece's one.
-[beeps] -[Zak laughs]
Sorry Cece, but you should have seen your face.
Priceless!
Argh! The girl's right!
The captain doesn't behave like a buffoon.
It only encourages others.
[giggles] Come on, Cece, where's your sense of humor?
Humor makes us weak.
But Dezer is dead boring.
Look around: sand, sand, sand.
-I was just trying to lighten up the... -[roars]
...situation!
-Uh... -[Clovis screams]
Battle stations!
Uhh...
what is that?
An insect.
But bigger.
[squeals]
[screeches]
The supplies!
No one messes with snack time!
Calabrass! Give me the Eye of... Hey!
[grunting]
[the Chaos groans]
[screeches]
-Who gave the order to turn about? -The Chaos!
Hey, I'm Captain here.
-We turn when I say-- -A wise decision!
That big buster will scour us to our keel if we fight it face to face!
Running from a fight? That's setting a bad example!
[Cece] Zak Storm is right,
we must hold our course.
The Navigatrix shows the Waypoint
is within reach.
Ha! See, I'm right!
Let's crew up and sting that bug!
[the Chaos groans]
[hisses]
Don't give it any ideas, Captain!
[beeping]
Cece! Are we positive about the Waypoint's location?
Trust me, hold course!
I will take care of the creature.
Are you serious?
You intend to attack that thing?
We are!
[skidding]
[scream]
Uh, that's unpleasant for me too, you know.
No need to "ahhh" about it.
Warn Crogar next time!
I get dizzy.
-Go! -[click]
Go? "Go" is not a warning!
-[Zak] Ah! -[the Chaos groans]
[scorpion hisses]
[scorpion screeches]
That, my friends, is how you squish a bug!
-Chaos, set a course for the Waypoint! -[the Chaos groans in accord]
Nice zapping, Cece.
An elite archer of the Imperial guard never misses her target.
He could be playing possum.
Scorpions don't play possum... Do they?
Starboard, ho!
The other starboard.
What?
[power fading]
[powering down]
Uh, Chaos?
[Caramba] Chaos!
Oh... no, no, no! He's hurt!
It's his turbines!
And Power couplings! And oil pumps and--
And it's coming back for us!
[screeches]
Calabrass, the Eye of the Aeria!
[clink]
[metallic clicking]
Axe of lightening! Hi-yah!
[screeches]
-[the Chaos powers up] -False alarm.
All he needed was some T.L. Me.
And a minor pneumatic re-calibration.
The Chaos is like new.
Well, don't all thank me at once. Sheesh!
[Zak] I don't like that look, Cece. What's the matter?
Other than, you know, the obvious monster scorpion.
The chase has brought us to our destination.
-But-- -[Clovis] No Waypoint.
In fact, way off point.
[growling]
More for my collection...
It's not that big a deal, Cece, we all make mistakes.
Some of us bigger than others, but--
That's just it, Zak, I do not make mistakes!
I am Atlantean!
I... I put the crew in danger.
I got us lost.
This is a colossal failure.
Aren't we being a bit dramatic?
We just push on and look around. I'm sure that--
I am not worthy of being second in command.
-Huh! -Huh?
[Clovis whistles]
Are you crazy?
You think me insane?
What? No! Moody maybe, but--
I am to blame for this mess, right?
No! Well, I... We...
Guys, tell her we don't blame her!
Guys!
We don't blame you for getting us lost in the middle of the desert
with no Waypoint in sight.
And you did save us from the scorpion's claws
that you made us fight in the first place...
And, stopped the Chaos from being completely destroyed in the process
that you started...
accidentally. Sorry.
Ugh!
She's been up there for hours now.
You shouldn't have said she was insane.
I said "crazy". It's an expression.
In my day,
such a navigational error meant a walk down the plank!
[Clovis] Oh, those were the days.
[snoring]
[door creaks]
I wish I could take things as lightly as you.
But a rule is a rule.
I shall find the Waypoint.
You have my word, Zak Storm.
No Cece, not anywhere.
I even checked the galley, a couple of times. [burps]
She was looking pretty miserable.
You don't think...
Actually, I do think.
She went off on her own!
We have to find her. Everyone to their stations.
Zak, Crogar wants a different station.
What? Why?
Ooh!
I'm starting to hate the beach!
Outnumbered
and out-stingered.
This would be the perfect time for Cece to shoot 'em up.
Or pass out warm doughnuts.
Ha-ha! It is a good day for bashing a scorpion.
Hand to hand? You are all crazy!
[whistles]
[scorpion hisses]
[scream]
[screaming]
[grunting]
[scorpion screeches]
[Crogar] Whoa!
[grunting]
Calabrass, give me the Eye of Dezer! Activate!
[metallic clicking]
[grunting]
-[Zak and Crogar cheer] -[Caramba screams]
Ahh!
[grunting]
Ah!
-[squeals] -Now you grab me, now you don't!
[scorpion squeals]
[the Chaos grumbles]
[groans]
[Caramba and Clovis] Ahh!
Ha, ha!
We can't sail anymore.
It's impossible for the Chaos to retract his leg.
All we can do is just... uh, limp along.
Agh, singe my beard!
A ship with a wooden leg.
-Cece couldn't have gotten very far. -[beeping]
-What? -[beeping continues]
[beeping accelerates and stops]
Uh...
Wow, fascinating!
An electronic excrescence
connected to the part of the brain that controls movement.
I had one of those once.
A brain, I mean. That's normal right?
Of course it's not normal!
These monsters are remotely controlled.
Who is this remotely?
Crogar would have words with him!
Remotely isn't a... Oh, forget it.
Caramba, can you track the signal?
[beeping]
I found it. Just over that dune!
A phenomenal source of energy.
As in, Waypoint phenomenal?
What is that dot? More scorpions?
No... something smaller.
Something... Cece-ish.
Caramba, how much time do you need to repair the Chaos?
-One, maybe two-- -[Crogar growls]
-A half hour? -Good!
You two stay and repair the Chaos.
I'll go look for her with Calabrass and Crogar.
Let's roll!
Crogar!
Uh, what do we do if the scorpions come back?
I'll think of something glorious!
That makes me feel so much better...
She's that way!
[Calabrass] Ya think we can walk in here, rescue Cece,
and up anchor just like that?
-Mm-hm. -Simple. Crogar like that.
[Anubis] Rejoice, child.
Your search is over.
Anubis, Guardian of the Waypoint, shall take good care of you.
Just as he cares
for all the beautiful things in his collection!
Wrapped, anointed and preserved.
Forever!
[beeping]
Cece's close. Let's sneak around back and see--
Vikings do not sneak.
Crogar, no!
[clang]
[alarm]
More for my collection...
[metallic pinching]
Calabrass, quick! Eye of Aeria!
[clink]
[metallic clicking]
[Zak grunts]
Sorry, Crogar. I got better tools.
Oh!
Cece, we'll get you out of here!
No! The Waypoint! It is here!
Anubis said he was its guardian!
-What did she say? -She's really happy to see us.
[beeping]
No, you do not understand!
The Ko-Vo-Stor demands that I redeem myself.
-I must find the Waypoint. -[grunting] Cursed linens!
Ko-Vo-what?
The Ko-Vo-Stor! It is the Atlantean code of honor.
It forbids me to return to the ship.
It demands that I prove myself.
I don't give a hoot about the Co-co-nut! We gotta blow!
That's not quite what I meant.
The Co-co-loco-poco is very important,
-but can't it wait until... -[Crogar grunts]
Argh! Finally!
Like Viking Christmas.
Is there really a Viking Christmas?
Never mind. Get outta here!
Ahh!
None of you shall leave this place.
You shall be part of my collection.
You desire the Waypoint of Dezer to free yourself from the Triangle?
Uh, something like that.
The Triangle is like death once you've crossed over.
You never return!
Crogar, Cece, go back to the Chaos!
That's an order!
[clang]
Your life force will mingle with those who, like you,
sought to escape my grasp.
Sorry, A-noob, I'm no collectable.
I'm an original!
Calabrass, Eye of Vapir! Now!
[metallic clicking]
Ah! [grunting]
Ha, ha, ha! How awesome was that?
Do we rock or...
-Where's Cece? -Tried to stop her, Cap'n.
Turns out she can punch ghosts.
Wait, she's gone? Again?
-To look for the Waypoint. -[Zak] Impossible.
-Nobody's that stubborn! -Apparently, she has not been informed.
Starboard!
[clears throat]
[thunder rumbling]
[Caramba] I have a signal!
No claws, no tail...
You found Cece?
And, from these power readings,
it appears she's found the Waypoint.
[Crogar] So did Crogar!
Look!
I am redeemed!
-Redeemed? No. -Ah!
Doomed? Yes!
[grunting]
-[screams] -I am Anubis,
master of sand and scorpions!
Guardian of this gate.
No one leaves the Triangle!
Quick! We must activate the Waypoint before it disappears!
But, Cece?
[Calabrass] We cannot save Cece and open the Waypoint.
It's one or the other. The choice is yours, Cap'n.
[grunting] No!
The Waypoint!
The good of the many before the good of just one!
You acted like a true captain, Zak Storm.
The Ko-Vo-Stor is appeased.
Huh?
Yo, Anube dude!
-Heads up! -[groans]
-[whoosh] -Ah!
No, this is not logical!
You fool! You cannot give up the Waypoint!
First off, you're welcome. Second, who says we can't do both?
Cece!
Coordinates set. Next stop: Waypoint!
I am Captain Zak Storm!
And in the name of the Seven Seas,
I claim this Way-- [gasps]
That dog-nosed so-and-so moved it!
That means... I never made a mistake.
It was Anubis. He has the power to move the Waypoint!
Anubis! You cut me off right in the middle of my awesome speech!
[ringing]
[thunder roaring]
Chaos, shake a leg!
Shake all six!
[ringing]
Hi-yah!
[grunting]
[screeching]
Yah!
[grunts]
[screeches]
-Yes! -[thunder rumbles]
[squealing]
Uhh!
[squeals]
[squeals]
[ringing]
[screech]
Concentrate your attacks on his head. Maybe we can knock some sense into him!
Yes. Together we can distract him.
We can him weaken him long enough to beat a retreat.
Retreat? Viking knows no such word!
Crogar! Not you too?
I suppose we could charge... the other way!
OK! Let's try this again.
[whoosh]
-Only this time... together! -[whoosh]
Yes. Come to me! Come to your end!
Not today!
Push it! It's working!
Eat justice, Anubis!
[groaning]
[Clovis] Ha-ha, if I were funnier,
I'd crack a clever joke about dogs digging holes!
-But I'm not... -Huh? Ahh!
Uhh...
Hey!
No one leaves the Triangle!
[Cece] Ah, ah!
[grunting]
Ah, ah!
Calabrass, give me the Eye of Aeria!
[metallic clicking]
-[screams] -[squeal]
[grunting]
Now, where was I? Oh yeah!
To the Waypoint!
Nobody...
Nobody escapes my grasp!
What? Ah, man! Not again!
When he said "no one leaves the Triangle",
he meant it.
Well, we're not mummies in some noob's collection.
I'm calling that a win.
This requires exemplary punishment.
Cece has stranded us all on this ocean of sand.
What are you talking about bone brain? She found the Waypoint!
She'll find it again.
I don't know about your people and that Co-co-mo-joe code you live by,
but I do know you're the best second in command I could ever hope for.
I believe in you.
Even though my stubbornness put us all in danger?
Not stubbornness, honor.
Honor is one of the most important things to have.
That, and friends.
And perhaps, a good wrench.
And handsome calves. Definitely.
[Crogar sniffles]
[blows nose]
Crogar has headache in his eyes.
If you thought the Atlantean Ko-Vo-Stor is extreme,
you will definitely not like when Fon-Parr arrives.
[gasps]
The Fon-what?
[laughing] You should see your face! Priceless!
[Cece laughs]
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