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[logo music playing]

[zooming]

[music playing]

I'm calling you out, Stone.

Come on, marshal.

We got better things to do.

It's a matter of respect, Miss Kitty.

Lights out, marshal.

[laser fire]

[screaming]

Nice catch.

Practice makes perfect.

I bring unfortunate tidings.

Your father has met an untimely alleviation of existence.

What?

He's dead.

Well, how well did you know my father, Miss Chase?

He was a good man.

You should have stood up for him in there.

One violent act leads to another and then another

in turn, and I won't be part of that cycle.

I'm wasting my time talking to you 'cause you're not

listening to me.

[clanging]

[laughing]

Stop it!

Get out!

Delicious.

So you gonna take over being marshal now?

I don't want the top job.

So you're a quitter?

Look who's talking.

Look, I wasn't hired to do a job.

No.

You just walked out on your father.

[music playing]

You're going to die, native.

Ain't you afraid?

I fear nothing.

[growling]

Such a pain in the neck.

[whooping]

[zapping]

[groaning in agony]

[laughing]

Howdy.

[gunfire]

Doc!

I'm coming!

I'm coming.

I don't like this one bit.

How can I get any work done in here?

I am the only law this town has left.

I have got to be here to hold down the fort.

If I don't fix you up, you won't be holding down anything.

[zapping]

Stop it.

Stop.

That's enough.

Don't your knickers in a knot, princess.

It'll all be over soon.

What's the problem, Miss Mattie?

ZACK: Redeye's kidnapped Miss Mattie.

Now we're getting a posse together

and going after them to put an end

to this thing once and for all.

[cheering]

Suggest you got the hell out of here, Zack.

And what about Mattie?

We'll send her back.

We're not done with her.

[wincing]

Shit.

I'll sneak around this way.

[gunfire]

Mattie!

[roaring]

[screaming]

[gunfire]

Damn.

It's OK.

It's OK.

Was it your leg?

Yes, it's fine.

Scratch.

Redeye!

[gagging]

[screaming]

The hell with it.

[screaming]

[growling]

Feels like it's got the weight of the world hanging on it.

You wear it well.

[theme music playing]

[laughter]

[music playing]

I wouldn't do that if I were you.

[gunshot]

Those things'll kill you.

[laughter]

Who in the hell was that?

Lash.

She's-- she's the new owner.

I'll see you and I'll raise you 20.

50 and another 50.

Come on, Lash.

You're tapped out.

Another raise from me and you gotta fold.

What's the night worth you anyway, Lash?

You and me naked, horizontal, and sweaty.

You better watch your mouth, Crowley,

or I'll put a window in your head.

You never had the balls to make the move

when Redeye was around though.

Five.

500 sounds reasonable now, doesn't it, boys?

Yes.

5,000.

5,000?

What are you shitting me?

No.

5,000 me doing you if you win.

What's the matter, Crowley?

Afraid?

I just can't cover 5,000 with what's

here on the table, that's all.

What else you got?

I got me a mine.

A mine.

[chuckling] What kind of a mine, Crowley?

Derconium.

Only the most valuable mineral in the galaxy.

Eats energy systems for lunch.

Call.

Royal flush.

Beat that.

[laughter]

Oh, shit!

[music playing]

He looks nervous.

He's not nervous, Stell.

He's focused.

[footsteps]

[neighing]

STELL: Zack, Miss Kitty and I have every confidence in you.

[clock chiming]

Mr. Gaunt, can't say I'm happy to see you.

Smile, marshal.

You wouldn't want to go out with a frown.

Wish me luck, fella.

I got 10 that says he got shot down.

You're on.

[knocking]

Hello, marshal.

You're right on time.

So you ready for our date?

[music playing]

I'll tell you, Lash, you have no idea how long I've

been waiting for this moment.

Hold it.

Maybe you weren't legit.

Oh, hell, Lash, what are you trying to pull now?

Huh?

You trying to welch on our bet or what?

I didn't see any proof of any derconium mine.

Now I put myself up.

You could have been lying.

I got the deed and the map.

There's no map here.

You're gonna love this.

Did the tattoo on myself.

Isn't that a little difficult to read?

Nothing a little romance could enlarge.

Oh, aren't you clever.

'Course, just having the map wouldn't be enough, Lash.

You know, there's a lot of strange things been going

on out those mines, you know.

Haven't you heard?

The place is-- crawling with ghosts.

Give them my regards.

Bork!

I'd like you to photocopy this.

And how can I do that?

Improvise.

I know we got off on the wrong foot a little bit, Mattie.

It's strange, you know.

I am an empath.

I sense how other people feel, and I feel it.

Just because I know how they feel,

it doesn't seem to make it any easier to communicate,

you know.

I-- well, I've been on the desert for the last five years

by myself most of the time.

I've been thinking a lot about how I should deal with people

or how I should deal with myself.

Why, I thought I had all the answers,

but, well, I definitely knew that peace was the only way,

you know.

And here I am, marshal.

Now what am I supposed to do?

Use violence to ensure peace?

I know it's been difficult for you, too, Mattie, you know,

being a widow and all.

It's a lot of creeps out there who would just

leap at the chance of taking advantage of such a fine lady

as yourself.

But don't get me wrong.

I got great respect for women like you

and like Miss Kitty, who managed to maintain their dignity

and their womanliness in a hellhole like Oblivion.

I want you to know that I am here for you as your marshal,

as your--

your friend, as, well, anything you damn well need me to be.

Zack, I haven't had sex in three years.

Is that Earth years?

[neighing]

Wait. Wait a minute, wait a minute.

I can't hear you all at the same time.

Now, what did you hear?

What's going on, Buster?

Well, it just came in over the ether

he was seen heading this way.

His ship passed Rigel, and it's--

and it's coming straight towards Oblivion.

Whose ship?

Who is coming?

Sweeney.

Oh, no.

Damn.

Not Sweeney.

BUSTER: I'm afraid so.

Damn.

[music playing]

[chatter]

They're still not back.

Think that means it's going well, Doc?

I think it's going great.

That's what I think.

Oh, you have to think that.

You got money on it going great.

By the way, Stell, stop by my shop tomorrow.

Got some new backups I want to try out for you.

My bionics?

Doc, you know how I'd love not to be so dependent on them,

especially with derconium around,

but last time you nearly killed me.

I got the bugs all worked out.

Swear.

What's the matter, sweetheart?

I got money.

And you got breath that's curling

the wallpaper, Long John.

Get away from me.

Why should you care about the way I smell, you stupid whore!

That's right.

H-O-R, whore.

You're drunk.

Is that how we treat ladies at Miss Kitty's?

I don't see no ladies.

They're all ladies 'cause I say so.

Is that all right with you?

- Hmm? - Hmm?

Hmm?

Huh!

You're a regular around here, Long John.

You should know that.

You're right.

I should know that.

[moaning]

Now that doesn't feel too bad.

I know it's good.

I know what you like.

[cracking]

I know what you like.

Come right here and take a nice catnap.

And in the morning, things are just going to seem perfect.

Come on, honey.

Let's get you a drink.

Ahh, you haven't lost your touch, Miss Kitty.

[music playing]

Evening, everybody.

Actually, marshal, aren't you kind of without someone?

Like your date?

What am I doing wrong?

Is it me?

Is it him?

What is it?

Zack's been alone a long time.

It may be that he's just kind of rusty.

Buteo.

Good to see you.

How's things at Lash's?

Lash's?

Well, Lash has taking over ownership of the cantina

on the edge of the Badlands.

Buteo here was kind enough to head out there and--

Subtly, of course--

ZACK: See what's what.

I hear gun running's her latest angle.

That turns out to be the least of our problems.

There's a problem with Lash, and I didn't hear about it?

How embarrassing.

It appears that we are going to be visited by Sweeney.

[gasping]

Not Sweeney.

[music playing]

Who?

You've never heard of him?

He's the deadliest bounty hunter in the sector.

They say he's 10 feet tall.

He's wider than a barn.

The strength of 10 men.

I heard 30.

They say you can kill men just by looking at them.

My kind of fellow.

Who is he?

Sweeney's coming.

Not Sweeney.

You're afraid of him?

Afraid, no, but I may have a massive upsurge in business.

Better check my cuff and stock.

You OK, Miss Kitty?

What do you want, Stell.

Just a drink.

I'm on my way over to Doc's.

I figured having a drink or two--

or 12-- he helped me make it through his latest attempt

to make my life better.

But-- look, never mind.

You look kind of busy.

I am.

Thanks.

You sure you're all right, Miss Kitty?

Is there anything that I can do to help?

I mean, after all, you know, I am deputy.

To protect and serve and all that stuff.

I keep my own counsel.

But thank you.

No problem.

So this whole rig tracks weather conditions?

Weather, seismic conditions, everything

for the whole region.

Well, what's this dark mass coming in from the south?

What's that supposed to mean?

Goddamn insects.

Ahh, Stell.

Doc.

Just in time.

I'm not so sure about this.

[music playing]

[squeaking]

Trust me.

This won't hurt a bit.

[whirring]

Doc!

[wincing]

[chuckling]

DOC: It's entirely using pulleys, miniaturized

counterweights, springs, cogs, duplicates the strength

of your normal bionic eye.

But it isn't energy dependent.

[chuckling]

Are you sure about this, Doc?

Well, let's try something simple.

Here's a rock.

Make a fist.

[grimacing]

[giggling]

[chuckling]

[music playing]

Doc, can't unclench my fist.

Try.

I am trying.

[zapping]

Well, try harder.

[boing]

[banging]

[wincing]

[rumbling]

Doc, you--

What the hell is that?

A ship.

Small one from the sound of it.

Powerful engine though.

Zack, we have a visitor.

Goddammit, Doc.

Put my old arm back on.

[chatter]

Buteo, is this--

Sweeney's ship.

Yes.

Oh, Stell.

Good to see you're not unarmed.

Oh, hello.

Are you the local constable?

Well, I'm the marshal, yeah.

My name's Zack Stone.

This is my deputy Stell Barr.

And this here's Buteo.

Yes, of course, you are.

And I am--

Not Sweeney?

Oh, you heard of me.

How smashing for you.

You're Sweeney?

The bounty hunter?

The very same.

Now I was hoping we could repair to somewhere civilized.

I'm absolutely parched.

There's a matter of some urgency which I would like to discuss

with you, marshal, and--

hello?

Can I help you chaps?

So you're Sweeney?

You people love redundancy, don't you?

Marshal, I do believe these men are endeavoring to provoke me.

Do you tolerate such displays?

Well, from what I hear, the famous Sweeney can handle

damn near anything himself.

I wouldn't say that.

Is it exaggeration?

No, it's profanity, and I choose not to use

such words in front of a lady.

And do grow up.

OK, boys, break it up.

We're just having fun.

[chuckling]

Marshal, if you would indulge me, sir.

Be my guest.

Here.

Right.

Now about that drink.

Ahh, yeah, the saloon's right this way.

[groaning in agony]

Thank you, my dear.

And your name again is?

Miss Kitty.

This is my place.

Saloon and cat house.

[chuckling] How unoriginal.

And yet trite.

Bottoms up.

Mr. Sweeney, my name is Gaunt.

I'm the local dispenser of terminal festivities.

The funeral director.

It's an honor to meet you, sir.

Imagine the winner of the medal of honor

from the funeral brotherhood five years in a row.

I was younger then, Mr. Gaunt, burning with ambition.

It was back when the feds were running things.

What a sorry lot they were.

So I've been cutting back recently.

All the senseless violence and the killing

and the mayhem, the fun goes out of it after a while.

What a horrible thought.

Oh, I've just been trying to be more selective about taking

on new business.

And what new business brings you to Oblivion, Sweeney?

You're straightforward, marshal.

I like a man after my own heart.

Well, actually not always.

Once there was a man after my own heart,

and I had to strangle him with his own intestines.

[coughing]

Your business?

Yes, of course.

I've been hired by Galaxi Corps.

There's a woman they've been after for years

now with little success, and they

were rather pleased when I chose to take on this assignment.

I've traced her to this world thanks

to a variety of leads, some cooperative and some less so.

What is her name?

What does she look like?

That would be a little help I'm afraid.

She's had so many names and undergone

so many changes of appearance that descriptions of either

would be useless.

What's she accused of doing?

SWEENEY: Corporate spying, sabotage.

From all accounts, she's quite attractive in whatever

her appearance happens to be.

Cunning, ruthless, conniving, underhanded, double dealing.

Truthfully, I don't know whether to capture her

or to propose to her.

[laughing]

Do you know any women who fit this description?

Could be.

As I say, the appearance changes.

Any idea where she is?

Sure do.

You can be there inside a day or two.

She is a troubled woman.

Who knows the forces that shape such a desperate creature?

You're not sorry for her?

I am sorry for the circumstances that created her.

Do not judge Lash too harshly, Stell,

lest you judge yourself, too.

He's a rather depressing chap to have around, isn't he?

Well, I'm not--

Would you like me to kill him for you?

No--

ZACK: Sweeney, Buteo and I will assist you.

Yeah, as you wish.

We'll hit the cantina first.

We ought to be able to find a lead on Lash there.

Stell, Lash stops in town, I want her gift wrapped

and behind bars, understand me?

You got it.

Let's ride.

[music playing]

Bye bye.

LASH: That's it, the Native Wall.

Are you sure?

I thought it's supposed to be a couple of miles south of here.

No, you idiot.

That is the place.

Now men believe it is haunted with the ghosts

or the ancient Natives.

Women know better.

Ghosts, uh, can I maybe not have to go inside then, huh?

Ugh, Bork, you'll stand guard, OK.

[scoffing]

ZACK: There they are.

[snorting]

[music playing]

Yes.

Yes.

[gasping] Perfect.

Power drained.

A good sign.

Oh, how thoughtful.

[music playing]

[squeaking]

Derconium, the mother lode.

Yes!

Excuse me.

[crying out]

Oh, fantastic.

Yes.

Yes.

Oh, please.

Oh, baby.

Let me just touch you.

Oh.

[rumbling]

Oh, no.

Damn.

[coughing]

Crowley, you son of a bitch.

If you weren't dead, I'd kill you.

Bork.

Bork!

[sobbing]

Bork!

Bork!

[sobbing]

Bork, you brainless lumox!

Where he hell are you?

Bork!

[music playing]

Forgive me.

[laughing]

[gasping]

Bork.

Oh, Bork.

Bless you.

Bless you.

Just-- just for this, I'll cut you in for one half of 1%.

That is net profit, of course.

Bork?

[banging]

Who are you?

Oh, look, just never mind.

Do you think you could be so kind as to get me out of here?

BORK: Lousy bushwhackers.

You know, if I didn't have this major aversion to killing,

I could simply shoot him.

Your ethics do you credit.

All right.

Stay away from here or else--

[grunting]

How did this happen?

Booby trap.

Yes.

So I see.

Perhaps it wouldn't be terribly wise for me to come in there

in case there are more surprises.

You'd better hold on while I see if I can find a rope.

Oh.

Yank you out there.

Oh, no, no, no, wait.

Don't bother.

Just-- just take that.

OK.

Thank you.

This is really awfully kind of you.

[roaring]

What the hell was that hand thing?

Well, it was worth a try.

All right, old girl?

Oh, my clothes are a mess.

Oh, but, you know, otherwise I'm fine.

Thank you for asking

Look, this is probably a terrible time to bring this up,

but my name is Sweeney and I'm afraid you're under arrest.

Oh, there must be some misunderstanding.

I'm afraid not.

I'll take that whip if you don't mind.

Fine.

Now ladies first.

May I at least get my flashlight?

Certainly, just don't try any monkey business.

Oh, please.

You've got me all wrong, Sweeney.

This whole thing is terribly shocking.

[buzzing]

[groaning]

[chuckling]

Now how did that get on?

Hello, Lash.

Just give me a reason to shoot you.

[buzzing]

There.

Now that wasn't too terribly hard, was it?

I didn't do it.

I'm innocent.

Didn't do what, Lash?

Name it.

- Murder. - Nope.

Assault and battery.

Uh uh.

ZACK: Prostitution.

[chuckling]

No way.

Gun running.

Oh, please.

Try espionage and sabotage.

Huh?

Now wait a minute.

Those I really didn't do.

You didn't commit those crimes?

I can't even spell those crimes for heaven's sake.

ZACK: What about the Native Wall, Lash?

What were you doing there?

Oh, well, I was sightseeing, marshal, or is

that against the law, too.

She's lying.

I expect she is.

At any rate, I'll be turning her over to the Galaxi Corps,

and they will dispose of her accordingly.

The Galaxi Corps?

Marshal, please you can't let them take me

to the Galaxi Corps, marshal.

You know what-- why?

Because, marshal, I'll do anything--

Lash.

Yes.

He's a legitimate representative

of the Galaxi Corps.

Now you're wanted for crimes off this planet.

I only have one choice.

That's to allow them to extradite you.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, marshal, marshal.

No.

You have plenty of choices.

No, I only have one, and that's to follow the law.

Oh, how noble of you.

[rattling]

It's nothing personal.

The hell it isn't.

SWEENEY: I've inputted the data, you do the paperwork,

and then somehow I'll manage to tear myself away

from your charming establishment.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Lash.

Yeah.

Stick it.

[music playing]

Hey, hey, this isn't over yet.

Shit!

STELL: And you just left Bork lying there?

ZACK: He was much too heavy to transport.

Oh, yes.

I guess he would be.

Oh, Zack, Doc wanted me to tell you that that magnetic storm

set in.

Well, looks like you're stuck here for a while, Sweeney.

SWEENEY: What in heaven's name have I done to deserve this,

and what the hell am I supposed to do here?

MATTIE: Zack, I have to--

oh.

I see you have company.

Sweeney, this is--

A vision of loveliness, a gentle oasis breeze wafting

across the desert of my soul.

My name is Sweeney, Lee Sweeney.

Perhaps you've heard of me.

I'd heard you were utterly ruthless.

Your name wouldn't be Ruth, would it?

Mattie.

Mattie Chase.

Then I remain ruthless still.

You know, Miss Chase, I've seen so little of your town,

granted there's nothing worth seeing.

But then I wouldn't mind seeing nothing with you.

I'd be delighted.

Unless, of course, Zack, you wouldn't have any objection,

would you?

ZACK: Why would I?

You're a full grown woman.

[chiming]

[music playing]

She's just doing that make me jealous, you know.

Mmm.

That's funny.

To me like she was doing it because she liked it.

That is correct.

Buster, I'd rescue Lash but it's

the kind of thing that needs thinking and thinking

makes my head hurt.

So-- so what are you gonna do, Bork?

What are you gonna do?

It ain't gonna sit too well with her

you are sitting here on your ass.

It won't.

It won't sit well.

[creaking]

[music playing]

[door closing]

Redeye!

Back from the dead.

Redeye rots in hell.

I am Jaggar, his brother.

Where is Lash?

[stammering]

Red-- I mean, Ja--

Let me go get you something to drink.

I hate him.

I really hate him.

I really, really hate him.

I hate his guts.

I'd like to squeeze his head until his brain

oozed out through his nostrils.

[music playing]

What does she think she's doing up there anyway?

Perhaps she's trying to force you into action.

You think of her as a fragile widow

still in mourning instead of a red-blooded woman with desires.

Zack, when it comes to relationships,

you can't think about everything so much.

I mean, hell, if we all walked around thinking all the time,

none of us would get involved with anyone.

Oh, I don't think that came out quite right.

Sometimes being impulsive is preferable.

Actions speak louder than words.

[music playing]

Luke, what the hell did you do to this girl!

Get out of here!

Oww!

[gasping]

I swear she started it.

It's her fault. Oww!

[moaning in agony]

Miss Kitty!

[moaning in agony]

You OK?

He just-- just roughed me up a bit.

Go get cleaned up.

Stell.

Yeah.

Take him over to Doc Valentine's, get

them patched up, and then escort his butt out of town.

Never coming back here.

I swear.

BUTEO: And it's a good thing, too.

Come on. Come on.

Come on. Come on.

BUTEO: Yes, good riddance.

[huffing]

Zack, what are you going to do?

You're not gonna--

Arrest her?

No.

She's been too good to me and my father all my life,

and my dad had special feelings for her.

No, I'm not going to arrest her.

I'm just going to have a talk with her.

Promise me whatever's wrong, you'll straighten it out.

Swear you will.

I swear.

[music playing]

So this Marshal Stone captured Lash.

I think so.

There was hitting, lots of hitting.

It's hard to remember.

But he is also the one responsible for Redeye's death?

Yes.

You have our sympathy, sir.

Redeye deserved what he got.

Lash's capture, however, is a matter of inconvenience.

Unless-- can you lead me to the mine?

Only if we get Lash, only if.

You are an incredible simpleton.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

It's none of your business, Zack.

I say it is.

Now, Miss Kitty, I know things are eating you up inside.

I can feel it.

Well, you're gonna feel these if you don't get out of here.

Now, Miss Kitty, threatening a man of the law is a crime.

Lucky for you, there's only friends here.

Oh, hell, I'll deal with this tomorrow.

Zack-- Sweeney wants me.

[music playing]

Sweeney wants you?

He doesn't want Lash.

He wants me.

Oh, boy.

All this happened years ago.

Galaxi Corps, they tried to set up

a mining operation on Antos 4.

They gutted the place.

They tore down mountains and woodlands, houses.

They made a parking lot out of paradise.

Now legally it was above board because, you know,

a few palms got greased.

But people lost their houses, their world.

So war was declared.

By whom.

By me.

I was hot stuff in those days, not the cool cat

you see in front of you now.

ZACK: Mmm hmm.

Well, let me tell you what happened.

I infiltrated some of their systems,

wrecked their computers, I even blew up some of their mining

installations, anything to make mining more trouble

than it was worth.

Well, then what happened?

They torched it, the whole world.

They torched it in retaliation for my activities.

The whole thing's on my head.

My God, Miss Kitty.

But how could you know that they would--

I should have.

Miss Kitty, you got to come forward now.

I can't do that, Zack.

They'll kill me.

Well, you're the marshal.

Arrest me.

My life is in your hands.

Are you serious?

Yes.

Zack, what are you gonna do?

Are you gonna keep quiet about it?

Well, if I do, then Lash has to pay for Miss Kitty's crimes.

Good riddance.

Mattie!

Zack, the woman has the morals of a night scorpion.

I'd swap Miss Kitty for her any day.

Yeah, well, it's not that simple.

Yes, it is.

You're just complicating things.

[door opening]

[music playing]

I-- I--

I think I'll come back later.

My apologies.

Miss Mattie, you said you would be getting

in my favorite blend of tea.

Oh, yes, the earl black.

I keep it in the back room.

The packaging frightens the customers.

I'll be right back.

What's wrong, marshal?

You look like some of your best friends just died.

Did they?

No.

Oh.

Mr. Gaunt, how do you advise someone when they have

to make a difficult decision.

They have two choices, and they don't like either one.

I tell him a third choice is always possible.

Really?

Yes.

And that's when I bring out the mahogany caskets.

It's pricier than pine and walnut, but it's worth it.

Thanks.

Anytime.

[creaking]

[sniffing]

Oh.

I'm eternally grateful.

[creaking]

[music playing]

So then we were this obscure planet--

me, the captain, and his first officer chap--

and his charming woman named Blaze,

this was the moment they actually chose to attack.

Well-- excellent timing, marshal.

Good cup of joe by the way, too.

I filled out these forms as you requested.

All is required is your signature.

I'm afraid I can't release Lash to you, Sweeney.

I beg your pardon?

She's wanted for crimes on Oblivion.

Yes, but certainly these don't take precedent over her crimes

against the Galaxi Corps.

What happened, Zack?

ZACK: Nothing.

Just can't have her.

That's all.

We have to try her on Oblivion.

If she's found guilty, she'll serve her sentence.

Oh, hell, Sweeney, why don't you just come

on back in I don't know say--

A few years maybe.

Yeah, a few years maybe.

Please understand I do have a sense of humor.

But right now, I'm not laughing.

I'm not joking, Sweeney.

You can't have her.

Why not?

Because he knows I didn't do it.

Isn't that right, marshal.

That's gotta be it.

Well, am I close?

Is she?

Is this the woman I want or not?

That's not the point.

Then what is?

Is this about Miss Chase?

No.

Yes.

Ahh, whatever.

You want to know what the point is, Sweeney?

It would be nice to think one is imminent, yes.

The point is this is my town, not yours,

and I don't care if you are the galaxy's

deadliest bounty hunter or even the great god Culker himself.

I say she stays, and that's all that matters.

You don't like it, I'm afraid.

We can step outside and settle this like men.

Oh, wonderful.

[music playing]

Whoa!

[yelling]

[whinnying]

[groaning in agony]

[snapping]

[gunfire]

[chiming]

In my line of work, they have to be brass.

[hissing]

Now I'm miffed.

[roaring]

[vocalizing]

No more Mr. Nice Guy.

[growling]

Hand Lash over to me.

He will not be handing Lash over to anyone--

except me.

Redeye!

I saw you die.

[inhaling]

I am Jaggar, High Lord of the Okudah,

Redeye's smarter brother.

I have business dealings with Lash.

You will give her to me.

Not in this lifetime.

Right.

I will be taking her.

Don't help me.

I repeat, you will release her to me

or I will decimate this town.

And this will cause my ship to detonate,

and it will take you and me and Lash

and this whole pathetic little town

and blow it to kingdom come.

You're bluffing.

All right, you're all under arrest.

[guns cocking]

You're all under arrest please.

Each of us has a claim on Lash, marshal.

It's up to you, marshal.

Move with caution, Zack.

How about this, marshal?

We cut her in half vertically.

Any other ideas?

No.

That about does it.

You've been a big help.

MISS KITTY: I'll tell you what to do.

Let Lash and Jaggar do their business.

Sweeney doesn't want her anyhow.

I'm the one you want, bounty hunter.

You?

MISS KITTY: The marshal was covering

for me, a matter of honor.

That's something you can understand,

a gentleman of your breeding.

Yes, well, of course.

But you?

You want the saboteur in the matter of Antos 4,

she who went by the name of Ariel Gwen Shana.

You are she?

The very same.

Now the people of this town have been

real good to me, and the young man

that I am proud to call my--

my sincere friend so there's no way I can be a coward.

I challenge you, Sweeney, by the code of the League

of Bounty Hunters, you and me.

You know our rules well, Ariel Gwen Shana.

Call me Kitty and catch me if you can.

You've made it too easy, my dear.

A hologram transmission, how terribly clever of you.

So you have a head start on me, but nevertheless I

will catch you.

If you can.

This is marvelous, marshal.

I haven't had so much fun in years.

You aren't just going to fly after her in your ship?

Well, that wouldn't be much bloody fun, would it?

Marshal, I believe you have someone I want.

You didn't really think you could keep me in the cell,

did you, marshal?

But let me just see if I got this straight, huh.

So on the one hand, you were more than happy to turn me over

to Sweeney even though I maintained my innocence,

and on the other, you were more than happy to front

for your precious Miss Kitty.

Nothing personal, you said.

Bullshit!

Once Zack knew the truth of the situation,

he fought to prevent Sweeney from taking you.

Only to cover for her.

It's not exactly like you're a pillar of the community, Lash.

Hell, we could still bust your ass

for kidnapping, gunrunning--

You see, I didn't have any choice.

Redeye, he forced me to do those things.

Attempted murder.

Why don't you call me when you have proof, you borg bitch.

Lash, before I set Stell loose on you--

Marshal, marshal.

I just want you to know that I'm not going to forget any

of this, and when the time comes to settle the score between you

and me, I promise you, it's going

to be pretty damned personal.

[music playing]

Have a nice day.

You're a woman of rare fire, Lash.

And you're a man of rare timing, Jaggar.

The auction isn't for another two days.

I'm not concerned with the auction.

I've come to steal the derconium from you

or offer you a sizable fortune for it,

depending upon what kind of person you turned out to be.

And what kind have you decided me to be?

[neighing]

I begin to understand what Redeye saw in you.

Of course, your skin is disgustingly smooth,

but then there is some exotic appeal to that.

Tell me, Jaggar, do all your kind

share the remarkable stamina that Redeye displayed?

No.

No?

Most of us exceed it.

Really?

Yes.

Well, come on then.

[music playing]

In a one on one, an observer must be in attendance

to make certain that the capture is clean

and in accordance with local laws.

League of Bounty Hunters, rule 5, section 2, subheading 9.

In other words, I'm coming with you.

I believe the wording says that an observer

may be in attendance.

Well, in this world-- my world-- it's a must.

Good for you.

Lead the way.

Ho!

[creaking]

[music playing]

We really should be getting to the mine.

Yes, we really should.

But I'm in no hurry.

Neither am I. I was going to kill you

after you showed me the mine--

Oh.

And I was going to kill you after I got the money.

[sinister laughing]

Just don't rub my scales the wrong way.

Oh, of course not.

[neighing]

Bingo.

[music playing]

[vocalizing]

Oh no, not again.

[galloping]

Whoa.

How the hell did you get here so fast?

I believe it's called horsemanship, dear fellow.

[beeping]

Yes.

Shall we?

[music playing]

[clanging]

[hissing]

[beeping]

Aha.

Well, she's in there, all right.

Then, of course, this thing will be useless once we're inside.

Derconium, you know.

Yeah, but maybe she set some sort of trap.

I know.

Exhilarating, isn't it.

Kitty.

Here, Miss Kitty.

Got you, bastard.

[groaning]

How's your light keep working in here?

Elementary, my dear chap.

I bought it in your town.

Listen.

Oh, one of Doc Valentine's hamster

powered treadmill things.

Exactly.

How much you pay for that, 19.95?

29.95.

[snickering]

Is it me, or does this ground feel weird?

Marshal, you are weird.

Shit!

You hear that?

Sounds like a snake hissing.

Possibly Miss Kitty deflating.

Something smells funny.

Natural gas.

Perfectly normal.

Sounds like a pretty dangerous business to me, Sweeney.

Nonsense.

So long as it doesn't interact with the naked flame,

you are perfectly safe, marshal.

So where's that good old cowboy spirit, eh?

Let me tell you, marshal, there was a time when men were men--

[rumbling]

[yelling]

What the heck was that?

Lovely.

[splashing]

Just lovely.

Come on.

Give me your hand.

Oh, the [inaudible].

Pull.

Pull, will you.

I am pulling.

Swim.

I can't.

Sweeney!

[roaring]

Something's eating me alive.

Pull, you yokel.

Sweeney!

Kick, kick!

Zack!

[struggling]

God Sweeney.

A hell of a time to go for a swim, Sweeney.

I suspect you think it's funny.

[explosion]

[growling]

Sweeney, get me outta here!

You're right.

There is something in there.

And it's big, and it's really--

'Course, there is, boy.

Give me your hand.

[rumbling]

Sweeney-- oh my God.

Your hand.

What the hell was that thing?

Zack!

Zack, get out of here.

Look what the cat dragged in.

Come on.

Get out of here.

Pleased with your handiwork, my dear.

MISS KITTY: This place is gonna blow.

Get out of here.

[growling]

[banging]

[inaudible]

Pull me through.

Give me your hand.

Reach.

[banging]

[screaming]

Miss Kitty!

No!

Justice has been served.

Come on, duckie.

[explosion]

[roaring]

Not much further, my love, to the mother lode

of all mother lodes.

And may we both get what we have coming to us.

Oh my God!

It's coming!

JAGGAR: Hurry!

LASH: Let's get out here!

Quick!

Holey moley.

Come on, you dumb mule.

[screaming]

I will, of course, report her demise whether she met her end

through being crushed or digested

or whatever happened to her, she's most certainly gone.

The case will be closed.

If the Galaxi Corps double check with you,

I assume you will verify my account of the events.

Very difficult to collect a bounty

when there's not much of a body left to identify.

Well, God forbid you should lose out on any your reward,

Sweeney.

After all, money's all that matters.

It's amazing how you manage to take

such pleasant words as reward and money

and make them sound distasteful.

They mourn the passing of Miss Kitty.

Oh, believe it or not, so do I. Then

again if I have to choose between mourning her wealthy

and mourning her impoverished, I'd

be something of an utter twit to choose the latter now,

wouldn't I?

Gentlemen, ladies, lady.

You know, my dear, you could still come away with me.

The choice is still yours.

It's not too late.

Oh, I--

I hate to say this, Sweeney, but--

You hesitated.

Then at least give me a farewell kiss.

She's with me.

[music playing]

I'm with him.

As you wish, my dear.

Treat her well, Zack.

If you don't, she might put a price on your head,

and then I'd have to come by and collect it.

[chiming]

It may seem that the notion of Oblivion continuing

in its normal manner would be impossible, for Miss Kitty so

much embodied all that we love and cherish

about this great town of ours.

She was a part of every aspect of our lives.

But, my dear friends, that is what will give us the strength

to go on because Miss Kitty, in her way,

will live on in each in every one of us.

If anyone would care to add a few words

to my stirring eulogy, they may come forward now.

My dear, how well did you know the deceased?

Better than anyone.

[gasping]

Tarnation!

I don't believe it.

It--

Culker moves in mysterious ways.

You were gone. I was there.

I saw it.

I felt it.

Oh, I died, Zack.

At least the Miss Kitty who lived in fear of her past,

she died.

No, no, no, no, you're going to have to do

better than that, Miss Kitty.

Nine lives.

Sorry, Miss Kitty.

For once, you're gonna have to be honest with us

even if we have to stand here all day and all night.

Free drinks for everyone at my place.

All right!

[chuckling] Come on.

Let's go.

[yelping]

[music playing]

For the first time ever, I canceled

bingo out of respect for a Thursday funeral

and look what happens.

I'm so sorry, Mr. Gaunt.

It's all right.

You'll make it up to me.

Nine lives, Miss Kitty?

Come on.

Sometimes you just have to take things on faith.

No, I wanna know.

Was it a plan or was it luck when you sacrifice

yourself for Sweeney and me?

Forget it, Zack.

Miss Kitty loves her secrets, and she keeps her own counsel.

Women, I must admit I will never understand them.

Me neither.

Ahh, sweet mystery.

[closing theme music]