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(upbeat techno music)

(gavel bangs)

- Bearian Starfish the Third,

you will show the proper respect in my courtroom

just like

everyone else.

To your feet, sir.

(audience cheering)

- What a crowd.

Thank you, Bearia.

(audience cheering)

- Order in this court.

Please take your seat.

Now, Bearian Starfish the Third,

many here view you

as a heroic

figure,

a great adventurer,

and scientist

who discovered a means to harness the love energy.

(audience cheering)

The one who led us space bears to victory

in what seemed like

a lost war

with the Mizerbot Colony 12 cycles ago.

- No need to thank me, sir.

(audience cheering)

- There are others

who say you are a scoundrel,

a thief,

a murderer

who cheated his way to the top,

and is solely motivated

by his own financial gain.

- That's not true, sir.

I'm a self-made Space Bear.

I wouldn't harm one one tablet on a bornox Bearian.

(audience laughs)

- Well, that may be,

but you face

serious charges of treason, war crimes, and murder

for your tole in the Zondyke Affair.

How do you plead to these charges?

- Not guilty, sir.

(audience cheering)

- Well, Bearian,

I could sentence you to 14 cycles

of farming the slug pits

of Beezlecar Seven.

But the fact of the matter is your planet, no,

the entire universe

needs

your

help.

- I'm always here for the universe, sir.

(audience cheering)

- As you know, Bearian,

a growing problem with the universe came to our attention

some years ago.

Some have yet to evolve beyond the uselessness of war

and needless suffering as we have here on Bearia.

There is a festering blackness that grows stronger each day.

It feeds off the hatred and negative energy

of this planet we call Earth,

where man kills man

and destroys all that he touches.

- I know nothing of this place called Earth.

- Let me show you, Bearian.

(military music)

- How can those barbarians live this way, sir?

- Well, they have not yet discovered the love energy

and weapons of peace.

They are destroying themselves,

and perhaps the entire universe, with their negativity.

- But how can that be?

- Our records indicate there is a great black emptiness

spreading out from the center of the Milky Way Galaxy.

It's size is doubling exponentially

as it sucks up the never ending supply of negativity

from planet Earth.

We predict that within 100 life cycles,

it will have swallowed their planet

and will be on our doorstep.

We need your help, Bearian.

- But what can I do?

The Milky Way Galaxy must be at least

10 million pinosars from our galaxy.

It would take a lifetime to get there.

- You are Bearia's greatest weapon expert,

the inventor of the Love Bomb.

That has made peace and tranquility possible for us.

We need you to travel to Earth

and construct a Love Bomb there

in order to detonate and spread the love radiation

throughout the planet.

It is the only way to save our universe.

Our scientists have come up with a method of travel

that will allow you to make the trip in only three cycles.

We now have a functioning worm hole

that leads straight to the Milky Way.

- So, I'll be able to get back?

- You will have two Earth months

once you arrive on the planet to complete your mission.

Our scientists won't be able to keep the wormhole

functioning any longer than that.

I think if anyone

is aware of the danger involved, it would be

you.

- Where do I sign up?

(audience cheering) (upbeat music)

- [Announcer] We interrupt your regularly scheduled

programming for a special news alert

from Space Bear News.

Now, here's Bearia's most trusted news anchor,

Bearaldo Ribeara.

- This morning, Bearian Starfish the Third

prepares for his dangerous journey to the Milky Way Galaxy.

Bearian has been undergoing intense training

and environmental testing for the past four weeks

to get ready for the unknown conditions of Planet Earth.

Scientists have developed a functioning wormhole

that will transport Bearian to Earth.

He will only have two months

to assemble a Love Bomb on Earth and detonate it.

I am receiving word

that Bearian is about enter the wormhole now.

Let's go to our action crew on location

at the Honeycomb Scientific Test Site.

(upbeat music)

- [Bearian] Whee!

- Looks like Bearian made it, folks.

All of here at Channel 5 News

wish you the best of luck, Bearian.

Long live the Space Bears.

(intense music)

(Bearian screaming)

(upbeat psychedelic music)

(mellow music)

- Listen up, pussycat,

it was your kind that came in the night and killed my daddy.

Ever since that day, I've been hunting you down like dogs,

and I want you to know just why I'm gonna murder you.

(growling)

I got 25 kills behind me now,

and you're just another notch in my belt,

you dirty sack of fleas.

(growling)

I don't think today is your lucky day, pussycat.

(growling)

This one,

just like all the rest before my papa.

(upbeat music)

(growling)

Okay, today was your lucky day after all, pussycat.

And things ain't looking bad

for old Ricky Gitsburg either.

I think I just found me a space rock, kitty.

Whoo-hoo!

(upbeat music)

(mellow music)

(laughing)

- That's my stuff,

and someone going to get hurt if they're not careful.

Someone gonna get hurt.

(upbeat electronic music) (laughing)

Hey, that's my stuff.

Good night, bunny rabbit.

(crying)

Little pansy's scared of a boom-boom.

(mellow music)

(angelic harmonizing)

(mellow music)

Hello, this is soft and fuzzy.

He need my help.

- Oh, no you don't, numbnuts.

That thing's gonna make me a rich man.

(dramatic music)

Dang it, I can't get a clean shot from here.

(dramatic music)

- Crap.

We not gonna make it.

- Just what are we dealing with, here?

(dramatic music)

- All Soccer 9, this is Agent Spears, come in.

- [Radio] This is All Soccer 9, read you loud and clear.

Over.

- Sir, the bear has landed.

Repeat, the bear has landed.

Yogi is in the house.

- [Radio] 10-4, Spears.

Comprehend visitor at any cost.

- As you wish, sir.

Spears out.

We'll find him, all right.

(dramatic music) (electricity whirring)

(mellow music)

- Oh, Ken, I like your laugh.

You laugh with your eyes.

- You know, when you're 100, I'll be 105.

- I wanna die before you do, Ken.

- Blue eyes say,

"Love me or I die."

Brown eyes say, "Love me or I kill you."

- Oh Randy, you made it.

Do you think Bobby Kennedy will win the election this year?

- It's Trump, Granny, the orange coochie grabber.

Bobby got shot.

- Oh, heaven's no.

I just saw Bobby on the TV yesterday.

He's such a handsome man.

He's gonna make a fine president.

- Okay, Granny.

Going to my room now.

- Will you tell Gramps that the grass is looking long,

and he might want to get his blower out tomorrow?

- You know Gramps is long gone.

- Gone where, honey?

- Gone fishing, Granny.

Fishing again.

- Fishing again?

Fishing? (laughing)

- [Announcer] She was a star in her own little world.

The girls loved her.

I was sure she wouldn't give it up

for anything in the world. (mellow music)

- I gotta find that alien.

It's my ticket to fame,

and I'm not gonna let some overgrown kid mess it up for me.

If he gets in my way, he dies.

Oh crap, I'm sorry, Valerie.

You okay, baby?

I know they're in this area somewhere, baby.

It's only matter of time.

Ricky Gitsburg always catches his prey.

Always.

(upbeat music)

(mellow music)

- Teddy is broken.

What's wrong little buddy?

- Queezlenax.

Queezlenax.

- Guidoneck?

What's a guidoneck?

- Queezlenax.

(mellow music)

Queezlenax.

- Oh, you hungry?

You mean you eat bees?

- Queezlenax.

- So, I understand.

I'll be right back.

- Queezlenax. (mellow music)

(wheezing heavily)

(electricity zapping)

(twittering) (mellow music)

Queepo Jango.

(mellow music)

- Queepo Jango.

(upbeat music)

- Uh-oh.

Looks like the cat's out of the bag on this one.

Well, I hope you piggies are ready to eat some bacon,

'cause Ricky Gitsburg is about to feed you

your own behinds for dinner.

(upbeat music)

These guys are good.

(upbeat music)

Holy crap, there it is!

(upbeat music)

It's a fricking teddy bear.

- All right, Gitsburg, you're coming with us.

- Kiss my grits, pig!

- Come in, HQ, we just had a confirmed sighting.

Repeat, Smokey just started a fire.

We have sighted the visitor.

(upbeat music)

- Why they shooting?

What I do now?

- You're in over your head, kid.

(upbeat music)

- Ow!

Never do that again.

I know a safe place.

Follow me.

(mellow music)

(wheezing heavily)

(electricity zapping)

(twittering)

(upbeat music)

♪ Flowers, flowers, flowers everywhere ♪

♪ Flowers, flowers, flowers in my hair ♪

♪ Flowers, flowers, pretty as can be ♪

♪ Flowers here and flowers there ♪

♪ They're just for you and me ♪

♪ Flowers, flowers, ooh, they smell so sweet ♪

♪ Flowers, flowers, also just so neat ♪

♪ Flowers, flowers, all we need this way ♪

♪ Pick some for us, we adore them ♪

♪ Put them on our grave ♪

- Zo Jappa Zee.

- I'll teach you how to talk with the big book.

(speaking rapidly)

- I'm going to need your help.

The future of the universe is in our hands.

- Man,

you smart.

(dramatic music)

- So, Ricky, you want to tell us what's going on here?

- I wanna call my lawyer.

I have rights like anybody else.

- That's true, you got rights.

But that doesn't mean we have to respect those rights.

Now you're gonna tell us what you saw,

or we're gonna start cutting off fingers

until you change your mind.

Who is the kid, and where is the alien?

- Buzz off and die, pig, I ain't talking.

- Have it your way.

(upbeat music)

(screaming)

- Come on, guys, I don't know any more than you do.

I saw the alien crash, but the kid ran off

before I could even get there.

Can't we work something out?

- We're gonna work it out all right, Ricky.

You belong to us now.

(grunting) (electricity zapping)

(screaming)

- Yes sir, what's the situation?

- We're gonna need some medics up here pronto.

And tell them to bring a Sham-Wow, or something,

'cause we gotta big mess. - Yes sir.

- You'll burn for this, Spears!

(mellow music)

- You never told me your name.

- Well, I'm Bearian Starfish the Third in your language.

Bearian for short.

I am a Space Bear of the planet Bearia.

- Okay.

My name's Randy.

I'm a guy of planet Earth.

- I know.

We have a lot of work to do, Randy.

We're going to need some plutonium.

- Plutonium?

Uh, huh?

- We're also going to need a car battery,

a satellite dish, a chainsaw, gunpowder,

and a shortwave radio.

- Where we gonna get all that?

- I'm not too sure, Randy.

It seems I have powers on your planet

that I did not have on my own planet.

I just can't use them too much, or I will get very sick.

- I don't want you to get sick.

You're my only friend.

I will help you, Space Bear, I promise.

- Thank you, Randy.

You are my only friend here on Earth.

We have to stick together.

Now that we've been sighted,

bad people will be looking for us.

We have to be careful. - Yeah,

'cause we're making a boom-boom.

- That's right, Randy.

We will construct a Love Bomb, and its love radiation

will save your planet and the entire universe.

Hopefully.

Let me show you.

(gentle music)

(speaking rapidly)

♪ We're the mail order maid you ordered ♪

♪ By parcel post we come to you ♪

♪ Pick the one that you like best ♪

♪ And then return the rest ♪

♪ For any one of us will bring a thrill for you ♪

♪ We're all guaranteed romantic ♪

♪ That's why we're only stars above ♪

♪ And the bride that you get ♪

♪ From a mail order house ♪

♪ Will come to you with kisses and love ♪

- You actually like this crap?

- Did anyone ever tell you that you look just like

Dog the Bounty Hunter?

- The, the what?

Who?

- Dog.

You know, he captures the bad guys and has a funny mullet.

Ouch!

I think I just got stung by a bee.

(breathing heavily) (upbeat swing music)

(mellow music)

- Granny, I'm home.

I'm just gonna pick up some stuff.

That weird.

Granny's always here watching her stories.

Oh no!

Not Granny!

- This is my fault, Randy.

I will help you get Granny back, don't worry.

- Thanks Bearian.

I will you help you build a Love Bomb.

We're friends forever.

- Friends forever. (gentle music)

Okay, now let's see if we can save the world and Granny too.

- Okay, let's do it, Space Bear.

(gentle music)

- We're gonna have to break in here tonight

to get a hold of some plutonium.

- Gonna be a long night, Bearian.

I will get my things.

(gentle music)

(upbeat music)

(phone ringing)

- Gitsburg.

- Hello, Ricky.

We have some information that the boy and alien

are planning to break into Crosspatch Nuclear Plant tonight.

I'm gonna have 10 of my best men down there,

and I want you on my team. - Right.

- Do whatever necessary to capture the alien,

but he must be taken alive.

We will have Granny at the plant tonight

as a little incentive.

- This is getting crazy, Spears.

I don't like hurting innocent people.

- No one's gonna get hurt

unless we fail in stopping the alien.

We have reason to believe

the visitor is attempting to construct

weapons of mass destruction.

This is a matter of national security.

- I don't care about your weapons, Spears.

It's personal now.

That alien will be coming with me tonight,

that I can guarantee.

- Just make sure he comes in alive and in one piece, Ricky,

or there's gonna be some harsh consequences,

if you know what I mean.

- Alive or dead, don't make no difference to me.

(dramatic music)

- [Randy] They got guns.

They got peek-a-boos, too.

- Yes Randy.

It seems there's no way in.

Just remember, that things look darkest just before

it all goes pitch black.

- You sure know English good now.

- I've been experimenting, Randy.

It seems I can do things on this planet

that were impossible on my planet,

like sending out the energy surges.

- Yeah, and the bubble.

- Yes, like the force field bubble.

Take my hand, Randy, and close your eyes.

I'll get us inside.

Randy, look in my eyes.

We must focus on love for each other.

Love is the source of all my power.

I love you, Randy.

- I love you, too, Space Bear.

(electricity zapping)

(mellow music)

- Sir, Yogi is in the house.

Repeat, Yogi's in the house.

(mellow music)

- Wait out here, Randy.

The radiation inside will kill you.

- Okay, Bearian.

Be careful.

(electricity zapping) (mellow music)

- Put this in your backpack, and let's get out of here.

(dramatic music)

- You okay, Bearian?

(dramatic music)

- Come on out, boy.

Hand over the alien, and no one gets hurt.

- Over my dead body, dirtbag.

(dramatic music)

- You don't know who you're messing with, numbnuts.

Gotcha!

(dramatic music)

(growling)

(dramatic music)

- All right, show's over.

The alien comes with us.

- Granny!

(mellow music)

- These men are bad, Randy.

Don't let me stand in the way.

Save yourself and your friend.

- No Granny!

(agent grunts)

- [Agent] Zowie!

(screaming) No!

(mellow music)

(electricity zapping) No!

- Cease fire, cease fire!

Stop wasting bullets, you morons.

They're gone.

Get this pansy to a doctor, will ya.

And get somebody up here with a Sham-Wow.

This place is a mess.

(mellow music)

(electricity zapping)

- Not Granny, not Granny.

Not Granny!

- It's going to be okay, Randy.

Don't worry.

The Love Bomb is our only hope to set things right.

(mellow music)

(dramatic music)

- Gitsburg will have to be disposed of

once we have the alien in custody.

He knows too much.

We'll have to make it look like an accident.

In the meantime,

I want everyone working around the clock on this.

- We have several reports of break-ins

and thefts from junkyards,

electronic stores, hardware stores, you name it, sir.

- I'm aware of that, Agent Smiley.

If I didn't know any better,

I'd say this alien is trying to build a nuke.

Time is of the essence.

Somebody get Ricky on the horn,

and tell him that if he doesn't find that space bear

by the end of the week,

I'm gonna bring a hammer straight down on his juevos.

Now let's get to work.

(upbeat music)

- I have everything I need now to build a Love Bomb,

but it will take time to assemble.

We need to find a desolate place

with no people to set off the Love Bomb.

The explosion will be massive.

Do you know of a place like this?

- My daddy is from a place called Wyoming.

Granny says there's nothing there but sheep shagging,

whatever that is.

- Wyoming, yes.

I have read of this land,

the land of sheep shaggers, as you say.

We must leave for Wyoming once the Love Bomb is complete.

- Okay, Bearian.

I'll go with you.

- I'm so sorry about Granny, Randy.

- It's okay.

It's not your fault.

- We can make it right, I promise.

You'll have to trust me.

- I trust you, Bearian.

We stick together no matter what.

- That's right, we're all we have no matter what.

- No matter what.

- I need you to leave now, Randy.

It won't be safe for you here while I'm working.

- Okay, I'll be right outside if you need me.

(tools pounding)

- Don't worry, Randy, it's not on.

- What is this thing, Bearian?

- It is my own invention I created on my home world Bearia.

It brought peace to my people,

and now will bring peace to yours.

It's called the Love Bomb.

- How does it work?

- It is a nuclear device,

but I determined how to restrain the destructive energy

released by detonation,

and to filter it in a way that produces a radiation

charged by love.

Once detonated,

the love radiation will spread across the Earth,

and all humans and animals will live in peace.

Things will be set right again in your world.

Then the great blackness in the universe

will shrink to nothing, and we will all be saved.

- Okay Bearian, how do we get it to Wyoming?

- I won't be able to teleport both of us

and the bomb without causing great damage to myself.

We're going to need a helicopter, or something.

There isn't much time.

- A whirly bird?

- A whirly bird.

(upbeat music)

- Gitsburg, get in here.

What are you waiting for, an invitation?

(upbeat music)

You really screwed up this time, Ricky.

Look at you.

You're a mess.

- Kiss my grits, Spears.

Where were you when I needed you?

You guys sat around and let that imbecile cut off my hand.

I'm done with you and your band of gorillas.

I want out.

- Well, you're useless to us now, anyway.

Unfortunately, it's not gonna be that easy.

- What do you think you're doing?

We had a deal, Spears.

- That's right, Ricky, we had a deal, but you screwed it up.

You didn't really think we would let you walk out

with everything that you know, did you?

We're gonna put you on ice for a while,

until I decide what to do with you.

Take him out of here.

(upbeat music)

- This ain't gonna work out well for you, Spears.

I'm not gonna forget this.

(upbeat music)

(electricity zapping)

(mellow music)

I'm done with you and your band of gorillas.

I want out.

- Well, you're useless to us now, anyway.

Unfortunately, it's not gonna be that easy.

- What do you think you're doing?

We had a deal, Spears.

- We're gonna put you on ice for a while,

until I decide what to do with you.

Take him out of here.

- This ain't gonna work out well for you, Spears.

I'm not gonna forget this.

(mellow music)

(electricity zapping)

- Randy, it's time.

- Time for what?

- I think I know how to move the bomb.

We must act fast.

I did some research on Ricky Gitsburg.

He was a helicopter pilot for the military a long time ago

in a place called Vietnam.

He will be the one to get us to Wyoming with the Love Bomb.

- But that guy hates us, Bearian.

He tried to kill us.

- Yes, he hates us, but he hates the government more now.

I believe he will help us if we can break him out.

The FBI is holding him in isolation

at the headquarters due east of here.

It won't be easy,

but he's the one who will help us save the universe.

Let's get our things together, there isn't much time.

- Okay, Bearian,

I'm with you.

(upbeat music)

(electricity zapping)

- Come on, Randy, let's be quick.

Ricky's cell is straight down this way.

(upbeat music)

This is it.

Stand back, Randy, I've never tried this before.

- What are you gonna do? (electricity zapping)

(upbeat music)

- Well, I'll be a son of a toothless street walker.

Not you again.

- Let's go.

Bearian is hurt.

- Well, I guess beggars can't be choosers, boy.

I surely ain't gonna stay out here,

or I'm dead for sure.

(upbeat music)

- Which way, Bearian?

- Turn right at the end of this hallway.

That will lead us to the helipad.

(dramatic music)

(upbeat rock music)

(screaming)

(upbeat rock music)

(screaming) (upbeat rock music)

- Shoot, kid.

- Great

Caesar's

ghost!

(yelling) (upbeat rock music)

(electricity zapping)

- What am I getting into, here?

Where to?

- The land of Wyoming.

- Yeah, but first we gotta pick up

something from the tree house.

- Well, I guess I owe you one.

Looks like we're heading to Wyoming, boys.

Hold on to your butt.

(upbeat rock music)

(mellow music)

- Where are we?

- This is the Killpecker Sand Dunes

in the Red Desert of Wyoming.

9,000 square miles of nothing.

Think that'll work, Yogi?

- Yes, this will work fine.

Let's get the Love Bomb assembled

before Spears catches up to us.

(mellow music)

- You sure this thing is safe?

I mean, what good is it to save the universe

if we blow up the Earth doing it?

- Maybe the universe would be better off without Earth.

It was here that all the trouble started.

- Why you arrogant little furball.

- We don't have time to argue, Ricky.

The nearest towns are over 100 miles away,

according to my chart.

The bomb will only have a 20-mile blast radius.

We will singe the ground, but nothing more.

Any love radiation will be carried by the wind

to all the parts of the globe.

We're going to need to seek safe shelter

before we detonate it.

- Why not blow it

from the whirly bird?

- Yes Randy, that's what I was thinking.

- Well, stop y'all's squawking and let's get to it.

(mellow music)

(electricity zapping)

(upbeat music)

20-mile radius, huh?

- Something went wrong.

(upbeat music)

(phone ringing)

- Spears here.

Huh?

You got to be kidding.

- Calling the first nuclear attack on U.S. soil.

The bomb was detonated near the Killpecker Sand Dunes

in the Wyoming Red Desert.

Just seconds ago,

Homeland Security declared it a terrorist attack.

The military is scrambling to get a handle on the situation

as we speak.

- I'm not through with you yet, Gitsburg.

Why am I always the last to know?

Roger, the whole world's gone to hell in a hand basket,

and no one tells me.

You guys need to take your thumbs

out of your manholes up there.

Call in everything we got.

We're gonna need military intervention on this.

Someone's gotta inform the Pentagon about what's going on.

We have to stop this alien before it kills us.

Now, get moving!

(dramatic music)

- What have I done?

- You blew up Wyoming.

Now, we're probably all gonna die from radiation exposure.

- My instruments show safe levels of radiation.

It was just the blast was much greater than expected.

The laws of nature are much different on Earth

than on my planet.

I must have miscalculated something.

- Ya think?

You took out a whole state, buddy.

- It was a goof.

It's not his fault.

- Pretty big goof, numbnuts.

- Please stop fighting.

We need to get out of this desert.

I don't have much power left, and we're out of honey.

I will try to teleport the three of us home,

but it will drain me completely.

- You will die.

- It's okay, Randy.

I think I can take one more jump.

(electricity zapping) (mellow music)

(electricity zapping)

- I don't know where we are, but it sure ain't home.

Oh great.

We're in Ari-fricking-zona.

- Shut up, dirtbag.

Bearian is hurt.

What do we do now, Bearian?

- I don't know, Randy.

I don't know.

- I'll tell you what to do.

Start walking.

- You dirty traitor.

- Shut up, numbnuts.

Now start walking.

(mellow music)

I really wanted to believe you,

but you showed me, didn't you?

Now, move away from the alien, or so help me,

I'll blow a hole right through your empty head

to get to him.

That thing is a menace, and it ends now.

- Go ahead and shoot, Ricky.

- Have it your way, numbnuts.

(upbeat music)

(growling)

I remember you, pussycat.

Bring it on!

(growling) (upbeat music)

Uh-oh.

(cat growling) (Ricky screaming)

(cat purring)

- What now?

- We walk.

(mellow music)

- Wish we brought snacks.

- Yes, and honey.

I am too weak to teleport us.

- It's okay, Bearian.

Where there's a will, there's a way.

- I hope so, Randy.

(mellow music)

- It tastes nasty.

- It's better than nothing.

Let's me try one.

Oh, I feel strange, Randy.

- Me too, Bearian.

You look funny.

- (giggles) You look funny, too.

(psychedelic music)

(laughing)

- Uh-oh.

♪ There's a fire in the house ♪

♪ It's coming after you ♪

♪ It's playing in ♪

♪ Destroy me in ♪

♪ All the mountains ♪

♪ Are trying ♪

♪ Not to sigh ♪

♪ All ♪

♪ The flames ♪

♪ Are singing ♪

♪ Just do not believe ♪

♪ I know that you won't ♪

♪ Come along ♪

♪ On my magic carpet ride ♪

♪ I know that you won't ♪

♪ Come along ♪

♪ On my magic carpet ride ♪

♪ On my magic carpet ride inside ♪

♪ My mind ♪

♪ Come ride ♪

- Is that where you came from?

- Somewhere out there.

I miss my home.

- Me too.

♪ They're marching ♪

♪ They always gather slow ♪

- I miss my home. (echoing)

(upbeat music)

♪ I can see your stories ♪

♪ I know ♪

♪ That you won't ♪

(mellow music)

- Bearian,

we have been tracking your progress.

Have no fear.

All is not lost.

- But I have failed.

I have only brought even more destruction here.

- It is not your fault, Bearian.

Our scientists have worked out a new formula

for the Love Bomb

that is compatible with Earth's energetic field.

I will grant you this knowledge.

- I knew it was something with the hydrocarbons.

- Yes.

- I can fix this.

- But it won't be easy.

You only have two days left

until the wormhole closes forever.

If that happens,

we will not be able to get you home for at least

one

hundred

earth years.

- Great.

- It is imperative

that you accomplish this mission, or the universe is lost.

Even now, the great blackness

creeps upon the doorstep

of Planet Bearia.

- I won't let the good Space Bears of Planet Bearia down.

I will complete this mission even if it kills me.

- Take this.

It is the Crystal of Baldus.

This crystal has been passed down in your family for years,

specifically for a day like this.

- How do I use this?

- When the time is right,

clutch the crystal, and focus all your love energy into it.

It will help you when no one else can.

I must send you off now.

Take this honey so that you will be full power

when you awake.

- Thank you, Grand Inquisitor.

I will do my best.

- Your planet

and the whole

entire

universe

is depending on you, Bearian.

Never

lose

hope.

(mellow music)

- I dreamed of big blue bunnies.

- Yes, I had strange dreams also, Randy.

- [Randy] How did we get up here?

What now?

- We must try one more time.

If we fail, all hope is lost.

(upbeat music)

- The alien has been spotted a few miles from here

near the town of Willborough.

We believe he is heading for the Goodwills

and Man nuclear power plant

to attempt another atomic detonation.

We're not gonna let that happen.

(grunts)

The future of America is in our hands today.

Now, fall out.

(soldiers cheering)

(upbeat music)

(mellow music)

- I am sorry for this.

There is no time to explain.

Everyone must exit the plant now for their own safety.

If there is any resistance, my friend and I will have

no choice but to blow the place sky high.

Please exit the building in an orderly manner.

We are here to save the universe.

(people screaming) (mellow music)

Okay.

Looks like everyone's out.

Come on, buddy, we don't have much time.

- If we don't make it, Bearian, just know I love you.

Granny was all I had, and now it's just you.

- I love you, too, Randy.

Don't worry, we will fix this,

or my name's not Bearian Starfish the Third.

(mellow music)

- Better hurry.

The boom-boom is coming.

(mellow music)

(tools pounding)

(mellow music)

- Let's go, Randy.

We're gonna have to make a run for it.

(mellow music)

(dramatic music)

(electricity zapping)

(upbeat music)

- Show's over, boys.

Drop that detonator now.

We know what you are up to.

Comply!

Fire!

- Ow!

(gentle music)

(electricity zapping)

You're my only friend. (groaning)

- No! (mellow music)

- Cease fire, cease fire!

What the yee-haw heck?

(gentle music)

Kill the alien, now!

(screaming) Yeah!

(gentle music)

(yelling)

(dog barks) (cat meows)

(cat purring)

(gentle music)

- Hey Bill,

I gotta tell you something, man.

- What is it, Ted?

- I love you.

- Nah, man.

I love you more.

(mellow music)

- What's happened?

You okay?

- Randy!

You're alive!

- Yeah, but I feel all weird.

- I think it worked, Randy.

Look.

♪ Teach me to know of the things that are right ♪

♪ Teach me ♪

♪ Teach me ♪

♪ To walk in the light ♪

- Granny!

You're alive!

- Randy, boy, I can remember everything.

- I love you, Granny.

♪ Come, little child, and together we'll learn ♪

♪ Of his commandments ♪

- It did work.

Oh, Randy, I couldn't have done it without you.

- We will always stick together no matter what.

- That's right, no matter what.

I only have 30 minutes left before the wormhole closes,

and I'm stuck here permanently.

- You can stay, Bearian.

- I miss my home and my family, Randy.

But I'll never make it in time.

- You need a ride, Space Bear?

I got a F-16 with your name on it.

- Can you get me back to the original crash site?

There is no time to waste.

- We'll get you there with time to spare.

Come on.

(upbeat music)

- This is as close as you can come

without endangering yourself, Randy.

Thank you so much for all your help.

The good Space Bears will hear of your heroics.

- Take me with you, Bearian.

I don't fit in here.

- I wish I could, Randy,

but the wormhole is calibrated for Space Bears, not humans.

Every atom in your body would explode

simultaneously if you try to enter.

- I guess this is goodbye.

- Goodbye, Randy.

I will come back, someday, I promise.

(mellow music)

Love forever.

- Love forever.

- Whoo-hoo!

(mellow music)

(space bears chatting)

Well, don't just stand there gawking.

I just saved the universe.

Let's get this party started.

- The universe is saved!

All hail

Bearian Starfish the Third.

Hear, hear!

(upbeat music)