Original subtitles

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(SNICKERING)

Hey, hey, future sports fans!

This is Sci-Fi Brick Spaceman,

coming to you holographically from...

(COW MOOING)

From the Milky Way Galaxy,

where this light-year's wacky space race is about to begin!

As a special treat this year,

the winner shall receive the deed to planet Earth.

Some of you might remember this backwater planet

as the original home world of our glorious dolphin overlords.

(SQUEAKING)

Our racers are warping up to the starting laser now.

(AUDIENCE CHEERING)

There's Peter Perfectonator of the Poluvian Protectorate,

Grand Armored Leader

and the most decorated sports hero in the universe.

I greet you, fellow sentient life forms.

To eternity and then a little bit further!

BRICK: Our next racer is Penelope 7,000!

The latest in a long line of clones of the original Penelope Pitstop.

Hi, all! I'm super excited to be representing all the Penelopes today!

PENELOPE CLONE:Go get them, little sis!

BRICK: Next, we have the evil lord Dastarius Darkarius.

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

I plan to cheat a lot. (LAUGHS)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

BRICK: There's I.Q. Prime, the smartest life form in the universe.

My super brain is finally attached to a super body of my own creation.

Cyberbot, transmogrify!

How cool is this?

BRICK: Bella Box and T, the mini-morphing Cataloids

from the planet Transylvanius 9.

Wait a minute!

Why I am sitting in Bella Box and T's ship?

Because I'm not Brick Spaceman! (LAUGHS)

I'm a morphing alien.

I can become anything.

A slice of pizza, an alligator, a dragon's chew toy.

Huh?

That's just annoying! Stop it! It's me, Bella!

Ah.

Why do I keep turning into that?

BRICK: Now here to start the race is the Galactic Battle Lord,

-Morex the Magnificent! -(SNICKERING)

(WHISTLES)

BRICK: And they're off!

Wow! It looks like little old star-struck me is in the lead!

Not for long, Penelope! I'm about to engage wacky speed!

Good for you, darling, but I also have super wacky speed.

Engage double super wacky speed!

PENELOPE: Oh, yeah? I'll just go to double speed, too!

Triple super wacky speed!

I.Q., that's not safe! This is an asteroid crossing zone!

Maybe not safe for a feeble tiny brain like you,

but to my gigantically scientifically superior intellect...

Remember, kids. When piloting your rocket boards,

always obey posted galactic speed limits.

I.Q.: Good advice.

I guess all the light bulbs in those stars burned out.

Stars don't have light bulbs. They're giant, exploding balls of gas.

Oh, just like T when he eats space beans.

(BURPING) Sorry.

Um, has anyone else noticed we seem to have stopped moving?

Let me turn on my brights.

(CLICKING)

Ah! A protoplasmic, mononucleic life form!

Phew! I thought it might be something bad.

It's a big space blob!

(ALL SCREAM)

I lured this gelatinous giant out here to trap you all!

What do we do?

I could try to telepathically communicate with the blob,

using my super cranial mind-probe technique.

PETER: Hmm, that's good probe!

(COOING)

PENELOPE: Oh, I think he likes you, I.Q.

This blob is just a little kid.

Oh, then maybe we can play our way out of this.

Hey, Globby! Let's play Follow the Leader.

Can you become a square?

(COOING)

-How about a triangle? -(COOING)

-How about a circle? -(COOING)

PENELOPE: We're free!

BELLA: (LAUGHING) I think we'll stay here. We're having so much fun.

How about a dragon's chew toy?

(BELLA GROANING)

(GIGGLING)

(PETER GRUNTING)

Nothing can stop me now!

-(SCREECHING) -(GRUNTING)

Except space pirates.

Shiver me timbers!

It is I, Captain Titaniumbeard!

Prepare to be boarded!

No!

You prepare to be boarded!

Go, go, rocket boots!

(GRUNTS)

(GROANS)

(PETER EXCLAIMING)

No one boards my ship and tells the tale!

I.Q.: The main frame of the pirate's computer system is on the bow of the ship.

If I could get over there, I could shut them down.

Leave that to me.

PETER: Hello?

Is anyone there?

Mmm-mmm. (GRUNTING)

(SCREAMS)

Get him, ye space scaliwags!

-We're here. Now what? -Interface me!

Ow! Ow! Ow!

That's not what I meant by interface!

Sorry, sugar!

(CLICKING)

(COMPUTER STATIC CRACKLING)

Uh? Oh.

-(TITANIUMBEARD LAUGHS) -Uh-oh.

Now, I've got ye!

Whatever it is you're doing, I.Q., I hope you do it quickly!

I hope this works!

(TITANIUMBEARD LAUGHS)

Oh?

Oh?

I got you this nice assortment of space chocolates. (CHUCKLES)

Try the Nebulan nougat. It's me favorite.

(MUNCHING) Oh.

Hmm, very tasty!

What did you do?

I re-programmed them from evil space pirates to nice space pirates.

We're good space pirates now, and we've got good things to do.

Now under the leadership of our new captain, I.Q. Prime!

Me? Gosh, that's sounds like fun!

Hoist the yardarm, and swing the leg!

Prepare to get underway!

Let's go make space a little less dark.

(CREAKING)

Engage!

BOTH: Hmm.

Huh?

Cool!

Fireworks!

DASTARIUS: Those aren't fireworks, you micro-brained space simpletons!

It's a nova bomb!

And once it hits those stars,

it will blow the two of you to smithereens!

I guess it's fool me once, shame on you.

Fool me hundreds and hundreds of times...

Time to go, Peter!

...shame on me.

The nova bomb made the stars collapse into a black hole, and it's sucking us into it.

Cool!

DASTARIUS: I'm finally going to win a race.

(CREAKING)

What?

Oh, no!

The black hole's gravity has got me, too!

Oh, I hate irony!

Space drat!

PENELOPE: Super wacky speed!

Triple super wacky speed!

Transcendental wacky speed!

What a lovely way to be crushed out of existence.

Rainbows.

Unicorns would be nicer.

What's happening?

(SNICKERING)

What amazing special effects!

I've seen better.

Personally, I like stories that concentrate on strong characters

instead of flashy effects.

Wow, are you on the wrong show!

We made it out in one piece!

Look! The wormhole dumped us out near the finish line!

You're right!

And I am going to win!

Dastarius, look out for that space junk!

Nice try, Penelope! But there's no way I'm falling

for that old "Look out for the space junk" trick!

Drat!

BRICK: And it's Peter Perfectonator by a nose cone!

And Peter Perfectonator wins the grand space prize!

The deed to Earth.

This isn't fair!

I've always wanted a planet to rule.

I'm going to use the evil mind-control power of the Wack!

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

Give me the planet!

Give me the planet!

Is he serious?

What kind of micro-brain would that work on?

Must give Lord Dastarius the planet.

BOTH: Oh.

(LAUGHING) It's mine!

The entire world is mine! (LAUGHING)

All mine!

-Should we have told him? -He'll figure it out.

People of Earth!

Get ready to meet your supreme leader!

(SQUEAKING) Honey, there's a human in the kitchen again!

(SQUEAKING) Ew! How disgusting!

-Drat! (GROANING) -(SQUEAKING)

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