All language subtitles for fireball.xl5.s01e05

- Okay, Venus?

- Okay, Steve.

- Right, let's go!

- How's the situation, Lieutenant Ninety?

- Okay, Commander Zero,
things are pretty quiet.

- How about Fireball XL5?

Steve Zodiac is due home soon, isn't he?

- Yes, Commander, he's standing by for XL9

to take over patrol of Sector 25.

- Well, get on with the job, Lieutenant.

Check XL9's position.

- Sometimes he doesn't
give you time to think.

- What was that, Lieutenant?

Have you got something to say?

- Oh, no sir, I, I was
just thinking out loud.

Space City to XL9, come in XL9.

Space City requesting position check.

- XL9 to Space City, we're
on our way to Sector 25

to relieve Colonel Zodiac.

We've run against a
slight hitch, Lieutenant.

The astroscope's not working,

but the flight engineer will
have it fixed pretty soon now.

- Roger, XL9, report when
you have established contact

with XL5, have a good trip!

- We sure intend to, Lieutenant.

Over and out.

What the blazes is going on?

Emergency, we're under attack!

Returning to Earth!

- Approaching Earth, Matt.

Another tour of Space
Patrol duty nearly over.

- Yes, Steve, and do I feel tired.

Oh , yes we're all
feeling the strain, Professor.

Sleep in a spaceship is never
so relaxing as on Earth.

- Fireball XL5 to Space
City, returning to Earth now.

- Receiving you loud and
clear, Colonel Zodiac,

but have I got a problem!

XL9 has been attacked
and is out of commission.

- Gee, Commander Zero, what happened?

- Well, a ship tried to immobilise XL9.

XL9 was about to start
its Space Patrol duty.

- Don't tell me, I know, you want us

to take over XL9's patrol.

- Reckon the Colonel can
read your mind, Commander.

- Yeah, Lieutenant. How 'bout it, Steve?

- Okay, Commander, see you
in another three months!

Set course for the nearest
space station, Matt,

we'll have to refuel.

- Let me see, yes,
that'll be Companion 12.

- Companion 12, that's
one of the first stations

to be put into space.

- Yep, reckon it's old, all right.

- Well, as long as it's got fuel

it can be a million years old.

Let's get to it.

There's the space station, Venus.

Gee, it sure is small.

- Yes, Steve, but it serves its purpose.

- Say, what's that spaceship
on free float beside it?

Check that ship out, will you, Matt?

Eh, what's that?

Why, sorry, Steve, I dropped off.

- Matt's getting to be as
bad as your Lazoon, Venus.

- Yes, Steve, let's
radio the space station.

- XL5 to Companion 12, come in, please.

- That's strange, they don't reply.

Say Matt, have you found out

about that other rocket?

- It's very old, Steve, but I,

I can't make out the markings from here.

- We'll move in closer
and go to free float.

Something mighty strange going on here.

Fire main retros, Robert.

Fire main retros.

- I'll have to turn off the
gravity activator, Venus,

or Fireball will crash
into the space station.

- Okay, Steve, let's fit
our magnetic sole plate.

- Magnetic sole plate's on, Matt.

I'm gonna switch off
XL5's artificial gravity.

He's dropped off again.

Let's see if we can wake him up.

- Ooh, hey, what's happening?

Why, Steve must have switched
off the gravity activator.

This sure is undignified.

- Better give him his
magnetic sole plates, Venus,

or he'll float about for hours.

Now come on, Matt, I want
to take a look at that ship

before we go across to the space station.

Get the thruster packs, will you, Venus?

Okay, Steve.

- Okay, ejecting now!

May bond free float.

- No sign of life aboard the other rocket.

Say, Matt, look at those markings!

- Yes, Steve, they sure look fierce.

- Steve, Commander Zero
said XL9 had been attacked

by a ship marked SS Thor.

This must be it!

- You're right, Venus, let's
take a look at the cabin.

- I'll check the rear of the ship.

- Deserted!

How 'bout the stern, Matt?

- Nope, no one here either, Steve.

- Okay, Matt, my guess is the occupants

are inside the space station.

No space cabs.

Hello! Anyone here?

Better get your ray gun ready, Matt.

I've got an idea we're gonna need it.

I guess that answers my question.

Now Professor, Venus,
you keep close to me.

Something tells me we walked into a trap.

Keep as quiet as you can.

- Steve, I don't like this. I'm scared.

- Now, now, now, now, now, Venus,

there's nothing to be scared of, I hope.

- What was that?

It is no use,
you are at our mercy.

Throw down your ray guns.

- Better play along, there's no telling

what they've got rigged up here.

- Guess you're right, Steve.

- Come on, let's get to the
bottom of this business.

- Welcome to our humble
abode, Steve Zodiac.

We are honoured by your visit.

Come in, come in, sure you're not afraid?

Not the famous Steve Zodiac.

- Mr. Space Spy himself, I've been wanting

to catch up with you.

- Let's get down to business.

- Well, what exactly is your business?

One thing's for sure, it ain't honest.

- Shut up.

- Will you shut up, Lieutenant Ninety.

XL9 is coming into touch down.

- I'm sorry, sir, I was just suggesting

we alert the fire tenders.

- Now you don't need my
okay for that, Lieutenant!

Get on with it and sound the alarm.

Space City,
request emergency clearance

for touch down.

- XL9, you're clear,
bring that ship down here

and start thinking up some good excuses

'cause brother, you're gonna need 'em!

You got too much speed!

Too much speed, XL9, cut back!

Fire retros!

- She's gonna crash!

They've made it, Commander!

- They sure have, but they've
ruined the launching pad.

Why I'd like to get my hands

on the people responsible for this!

- I suppose you are responsible

for what happened to XL9.

- We needed a new up-to-date spaceship

for the headquarters of our
universe spy organisation,

but my stupid husband
bungled the whole thing.

- But Griselda, my love,
the XL9 was better equipped

than our old ship.

- Shut up!

Always you have excuses,

this time I handle it.

We now have a new ship, Fireball XL5,

and Dr. Venus is our assurance of this.

- If you harm her, I'll-

- Keep quiet, Zodiac!

- You will be our hostage.

- You won't get away with this.

- No, sir! What about
the space station crew?

They are miles from here,

drifting helplessly in the space cabs

and I have jammed the homing device.

Now, Steve Zodiac,

you will refuel Fireball XL5.

- Not you too.

- I'll need some help to refuel XL5.

- Very well, Zodiac,
but remember any tricks

and the Doctor and Professor
Matic will be finished!

Soon every enemy planet

will be rushing to
employ Boris and myself.

- You'll be stopped with
or without me as a hostage.

- Okay, refuelling completed.

- Good, we will return
to the space station.

After you, Colonel Zodiac.

What are you doing, Steve Zodiac?

- Your magnetic sole
plates are coming off.

I'll adjust them.

- You are up to no good, Steve Zodiac,

get ahead of me again.

- Good, they are back.

Keep moving, Zodiac.

- Do you think Steve has a plan

to beat these two spies, Matt?

- Surprise me if he didn't, Venus.

You know Steve.

- Are you ready, my love?

What?

Stop it! What has happened?

- Guess your magnetic sole plates

finally broke loose, Boris.

Please, Zodiac, Professor, oh!

- You two, fix his boots
at once and no tricks!

- Better take your boots off, Boris.

- Now get on with the work, Zodiac.

- Please, hurry! Being
weightless makes me ill!

- Will it work, Matt?

- Well, I, I hope so, Steve.

That was quite an idea of yours.

- Are you sure those
ropes will hold you, Matt?

- I hope so, Steve, let's try anyway.

Push the remote control lever.

- It works, Matt!

- Sure thing, Steve,
now turn the jets off.

Ooh! It's, you could a
been more gentle, Steve.

You have been
working on those plates

for an hour, Professor.

Yes, Griselda,
we're nearly through now!

- You have five more minutes to finish

or I will finish your
precious Doctor Venus!

- Take it easy, Griselda,
we've nearly fixed the boots.

- Guess we'd better hurry, Steve,

she may harm Venus.

- Well, sir, Steve
Zodiac's an hour overdue

with his routine call.

- What? Well, then call him.

Don't just stand there
twiddling your thumb.

He could be in trouble!

- Space City to Fireball
XL5, come in, please.

Come in XL5.

On free float,

my Companion 12.

- I can only get a robot giving position

by a space station, sir.

- Well Lieutenant, XL5 has
got to refuel, hasn't it?

Rockets don't run on willpower, you know?

- Yeah, bet Steve's having
a ball at the space station.

The boys there sure
will give him a welcome!

- And you're going to
have a ball supervising

the repairs to XL9 and I don't
want any rush job, either!

- It's a rush job, Steve,
I sure hope it works.

- Okay, Matt, you did
your best in the time.

I've got the remote control box, let's go.

Hang on for a couple more seconds, Boris,

I'll soon have your boots on again.

- Now, my fair Venus.

We will go across to SS Thor

while Boris takes over Fireball XL5.

- I'm sorry to delay
you, Griselda, my dear.

- Shut up, you fool, and let's leave.

And remember the air supply in here.

- Of course.

You will soon
be finished, Zodiac.

And there are no oxygen pills here.

Without your breathing apparatus,

you have less than one
hour to live.

- Now, Steve, quick! Before
he leaves the station.

- It hasn't worked, Matt.

Nice work, Matt, you did it!

- Griselda! Help me, please!

Help me!

- Don't worry, fool, I will get you back!

- Help me!

- You can never do anything right!

I shall have to hurry or
Boris will be out of reach.

- Are you okay, Venus?

- Sure, Steve, that was some lift off.

- You head for Fireball, I'll
get the homing device working

so that the space cabs can get back.

- I can't get the rocket started, Boris.

- Griselda!

Griselda!

I am in orbit!

- I'll switch on the
gravity activator again.

Then we can get rid of these sole plates.

- Sure, Matt, I guess Boris
wishes he could do the same.

Oh look, there's Steve.

Griselda, help!

- The space station crew should
be on their way back now.

- Oh fine, Steve, they'll
soon repair the air systems.

- All systems go, 90, 90-

Let's get on with that patrol.

- I'll plot the course, Steve.

Then you'd better shout if you need me.

I'm gonna get some sleep.

I'll make some coffee, Steve.

I'll bring it into the lounge.

- Venus, even though you are a woman,

you come up with some
real cute ideas sometimes.

See you in 10 minutes.

- You know, Steve, I'm still
smarting about that crack

you made earlier on about being a woman.

You know this is the 21st century.

- Yeah, I know, but just look what happens

when the woman gets the upper hand.

Can you imagine a world full of Griseldas?

Me, I'd just give in.

- Men, bah!

They're useless!

They are fools!

Idiots, all of them!

J' I wish I was a space man,
the fastest guy alive J'

J' I'd fly you around the
universe in Fireball XL5 J'

I Way out 'm space together I

I Conquerors oi the sky a'

J' My heart would be a fireball J'

J' A fireball J'

J' Every time I gazed
into your starry eyes J'

J' We'd take the path to
Jupiter and may very soon J'

J' We'd cruise along the Milky
Way and land upon the moon J'

J' To a wonderland of stardust,
we'll zoom away to Mars J'

J' My heart would be a fireball J'

J' A fireball J'

J' 'Cause you would be
my Venus of the stars J'