01x12 - Sundown
Posted: 12/03/23 12:15
- Aah!
Aah!
Unh-aah!
Wuhh!
- Raaah!
- Aah!
[Zooming]
- Unh
- [Grunting]
- [Grunting]
[Electricity whirring]
[Booming]
[Buzzing]
- Uhh!
Maybe we need a better plan.
Tell our new boss.
- Ferro lad to command.
Maneuver has failed.
Please advise.
- [Stammering]
- Come on, bouncing boy,
we need new orders.
- I know, okay, brainiac 5,
pull back and, uh,
Flank the empress
from the right.
[Beeping]
Wait!
I mean left!
- [Growling]
- [Gasps]
[zapping]
[Grunting]
- Brainy!
Unh! Aah!
- Brainiac 5, saturn girl,
terminated.
- [Gasps]
Okay, uh, triplicate girl,
Uh, disable
the safety protocols
And hit the empress
with short range ion beams.
[Beeping]
- Safety protocols disabled.
Searching for target.
- [Grunts]
[Axe whistles]
- Gee!
All: aah!
- Triplicate girl terminated.
[Computer chiming]
- Targeting systems down.
The ships laser cannons
are getting ready to fire.
Lighting, ferro, look out!
[Beeping]
- Lightning lad,
ferro lad terminated.
[Grunting]
- Superman,
you're our last hope.
You've gotta take down
the empress before...
- [Grunting]
[Energy wobbling]
[Screaming]
- Superman, terminated.
- Superman?
Lightning lad...
Saturn girl?
[Theme music]
- Activating emergency
force field.
- Aah!
[Gasps]
- Training scenario
failed.
Holographic simulation...
Terminated.
- So are you guys sure
you want me to be in charge?
- Alright, let's
take a quick break
and try another sim.
- This time with me
and phantom girl on the team.
- Okay, seriously?
There's only so many times
A girl can face her
simulated doom in one day.
- Hey, when I was in command,
It took me 9 sims
before I got it right.
- Yeah...
Ever think that's why you're
not in command anymore?
- Remind me, how many times
did it take you to master
the daxom sim?
- Go on, how many?
- Well, i... 11.
- See, bouncing boy,
even these 2 have...
Bouncing boy?
[Hatches thudding]
- Stupid, stupid,
stupid, ugh.
- Wanna talk about it?
- No.
- Didn't think you
could just walk away
from me, did ya?
- [Sighs]
I can't do this job.
I'll never be a leader.
- You didn't have trouble
calling the sh*ts
On our last mission.
- Nobody was watching me
on our last mission.
Now everyone has...
Expectations.
- Hey...you're gonna
be great.
We just need
to run the program
a few more times.
- Brainiac 5 to command.
We've just intercepted
a priority one distress call.
Your first mission
as leader begins now.
- So much for the simulator.
[Beeping]
- The signal
came from this moon...
Cheyenne delta.
- I thought
the cheyenne system
was uninhabited.
- It is...
Which makes it
the perfect location for this.
- The fenton arms depot.
- Max security
storage for the many
dangerous weapons
Left over
from the great crisis.
- Whoa, brainy,
is that...
- Cheyenne prime,
a red dwarf.
- Don't you think that's
a problem?
I don't have powers
under a red sun.
- True, but this time
we're prepared.
This battle suit is coated
with a high-density,
Nano-polymer
specially designed
To shield you
from the red sun's rays.
Think of it like sunscreen.
But with laser cannons.
- Works for me.
- Authorized personnel only.
Access denied.
- It's okay,
we're here to help.
- Authorized personnel only.
Access denied.
- Brainy, you speak robot.
Do something.
- Authorized personnel only.
Access...granted.
It's a category 9
containment failure.
One of the devices
stored here
Has been reactivated.
And according to the guards,
it's now on the move.
a*t*matic barricades
for each level
have been activated.
We've reached level 4.
We're locked in.
And so is the device.
- What exactly
are we dealing with here?
- Classified.
Not even the guards know.
- Right, okay, let's see.
Perimeter sweep,
zarzak maneuver,
Infinite grid,
oh, just split up and look.
[Ring buzzing]
[Whirring]
- Huh?
[Clanging]
[Beeping]
[Bangs and whooshes]
- huh?
It's broken through...
Into level 3.
- Cosmic boy,
it's heading towards you.
- Rah, unh!
[Grunts]
I'm putting up barricades
to slow it down.
[Thudding and crashing]
- It's in level 2.
I have a visual.
[Blasting]
Aah!
- It's reached level one.
Bouncing boy, be ready!
[Thuds]
- whoa.
Hey, ugly!
Follow the bouncing ball!
[Whirring]
- No...
[Charges up]
It can't be...
Listen to me very carefully.
This thing cannot
escape into space.
- You heard him...
Take it down.
[Screaming]
[Grunting]
[Whirring]
[Groaning]
- What was that thing?
- The most devastating w*apon
this galaxy's ever seen.
That was a sun-eater.
[Whirring]
- The sun-eater's core
is heavily shielded
And the gas cloud
around it is lethal.
It's heading straight
for cheyenne prime...
The red sun.
- Please tell me
sun-eater is
just a catchy name.
- I'm afraid not.
The device is capable
of devouring an entire star.
- It does that
and any planet
in orbit would just...
- Drift off to a frozen doom.
- The sun-eater was created
during the great crisis
By an interdimensional species
known as the controllers.
They hoped it would
frighten people enough
To stop the fighting.
- A w*apon to end all wars.
- It was only used twice.
After that, the device
was too dangerous
To be destroyed
or dismantled.
The controllers had no way
to get rid of it.
- So the best
they could do
Was to lock it away
in fenton.
- Let's get to the part
about how we stop it.
- Right now the sun-eater
is running on reserve power,
Which means
it's slightly vulnerable,
But we'll
have to work fast.
- Let me guess...
It's solar powered?
- So the closer it comes
to the red sun,
The stronger it gets.
And if it devours
that sun,
It will reach full power
And become
virtually unstoppable.
- Strike force to command...
We're in position
and awaiting your orders.
- Okay, bouncy, stay calm.
No big deal.
It's just all
your friend's lives
And the fate of the entire
star system in your hands.
All units, attack!
- I've got a shot
at the core.
I'm taking it.
Ahhh!
- w*apon systems are down.
- Then we'll take the shot.
Trips, increase throttle to max.
- Major system failure
in the primary light drive.
We just lost propulsion!
- What?! How?
- I've got a lock.
- Ah!
- Ah!
- Search for the core.
With a full power blast,
It should be able
to knock it out.
- Got it. I'm going in.
- Ahhh!
- Superman, stop.
You'll be exposed to the cloud!
- Ahhh!
- Uhh!
[Moaning]
- The sun-eater is accelerating.
At this rate,
it'll reach cheyenne prime
in less than 30 minutes.
- It'll take at least that long
To get the light drive
back online.
- Until his powers can be
recharged in the light
of the yellow sun,
Superman won't be
at full strength.
- Alright, listen up.
B5, ferro lad, phantom girl,
start brainstorming a way
to bring this thing down.
Everyone else, I want
this boat flying again
in 15 minutes.
I don't care if it's held
together with chewing gum.
You have your orders, now go!
- Bouncy, don't we need
to figure out
Why the light drive failed
Before we go after
the sun-eater?
Who's working on that?
- Bouncing boy, ferro lad
has an idea we should discuss.
Don't worry, superman.
We'll be ready
for the sun-eater's
countermeasures next time.
- Superman, I need you
to replace a fried converter
on deck 2.
- They didn't teach
light drive repair
in auto shop.
- Did they teach you
how to use a screwdriver?
- Let's see...
A little to the left, and...
- Ah. There.
That wasn't so hard.
- Who's there?
Huh?
Ugh!
[Grunting]
- Who are you working for?
Thanks for the save.
- Don't thank me.
I didn't listen to you.
He did.
- Thought about what you said
back there,
So I ran a full-dimensional scan
And found something
cloaked on the ship.
Always used to drive me crazy
when the guy in charge
wouldn't listen.
- You don't think
the sun-eater sent
this thing over, do you?
- No. But I have
a pretty good idea who did.
- Light drive's back online.
We'll intercept
the sun-eater in 6 minutes.
That's right, we rock.
- So, we're dealing
with one of the controllers.
- They're the ones who locked
the sun-eater up.
Why would one of them
want to reactivate it?
- Unknown. The controller's
motivations have always been
somewhat...extreme.
- I think we're a little
beyond extreme.
And closing.
- I've reconfigured
the main transmitter
To generate
an interference field.
Nothing this controller sends
to protect the sun-eater
Will sneak up on us again.
- We have visual contact.
- Zoom out.
Way out.
- So. He got bigger.
- Battle stations.
- You're not a bad pilot,
superman. Keep it up.
- I may not know light drives,
but I know how to fly.
- Star boy, colossal boy
and sun boy are in position.
- Alright, you two,
give me an eclipse.
- By connecting my circuitry
to your neurons,
We can transmit
your thought paths
To the sun-eater's
cybernetic mind.
This may feel...weird.
Both: commencing thought-cast.
- Keep it up! It thinks
the sun's disappeared.
Sun boy, now!
- It worked. The sun-eater's
changing course towards sun boy.
Good job, everyone.
Beta team, take out
those robots.
We're in position.
Phantom girl, you're up.
- Locator beacon, activate.
Aim for me,
and you'll hit the core.
- Ferro lad, are you ready?
- Hit me.
Magnetic field is stable.
- Are you sure you can
handle this?
- Do we have a choice?
- Do it!
- I can channel
both of your powers
Into one blast that could
take this thing out.
- He's fully charged.
- Then fire at will.
- [Groaning]
- Too much energy!
He's losing it!
- No! I can... Ahh!
- He missed.
Repeat, the shot missed.
- Phantom girl,
get out of there!
The sun-eater's on the moon.
Legionnaires, fall back.
I repeat, fall back!
- Ahhh!
- The sun-eater's back
on its original course,
Heading for cheyenne prime.
- It's all my fault.
- The readings
are off the chart.
[Machine beeping]
Cheyenne prime is...gone.
[Machine flatlining]
[All groaning]
- Is everybody okay?
- I've got vitals
on everyone.
We're fine.
The ship's another story.
- Brainy, give me status
on the sun-eater.
- Fully charged,
and 6 light years away.
- Get everyone on the ship,
we're going after it.
- Bouncing boy,
the sun-eater set a new course.
Earth.
[Theme music]
Aah!
Unh-aah!
Wuhh!
- Raaah!
- Aah!
[Zooming]
- Unh
- [Grunting]
- [Grunting]
[Electricity whirring]
[Booming]
[Buzzing]
- Uhh!
Maybe we need a better plan.
Tell our new boss.
- Ferro lad to command.
Maneuver has failed.
Please advise.
- [Stammering]
- Come on, bouncing boy,
we need new orders.
- I know, okay, brainiac 5,
pull back and, uh,
Flank the empress
from the right.
[Beeping]
Wait!
I mean left!
- [Growling]
- [Gasps]
[zapping]
[Grunting]
- Brainy!
Unh! Aah!
- Brainiac 5, saturn girl,
terminated.
- [Gasps]
Okay, uh, triplicate girl,
Uh, disable
the safety protocols
And hit the empress
with short range ion beams.
[Beeping]
- Safety protocols disabled.
Searching for target.
- [Grunts]
[Axe whistles]
- Gee!
All: aah!
- Triplicate girl terminated.
[Computer chiming]
- Targeting systems down.
The ships laser cannons
are getting ready to fire.
Lighting, ferro, look out!
[Beeping]
- Lightning lad,
ferro lad terminated.
[Grunting]
- Superman,
you're our last hope.
You've gotta take down
the empress before...
- [Grunting]
[Energy wobbling]
[Screaming]
- Superman, terminated.
- Superman?
Lightning lad...
Saturn girl?
[Theme music]
- Activating emergency
force field.
- Aah!
[Gasps]
- Training scenario
failed.
Holographic simulation...
Terminated.
- So are you guys sure
you want me to be in charge?
- Alright, let's
take a quick break
and try another sim.
- This time with me
and phantom girl on the team.
- Okay, seriously?
There's only so many times
A girl can face her
simulated doom in one day.
- Hey, when I was in command,
It took me 9 sims
before I got it right.
- Yeah...
Ever think that's why you're
not in command anymore?
- Remind me, how many times
did it take you to master
the daxom sim?
- Go on, how many?
- Well, i... 11.
- See, bouncing boy,
even these 2 have...
Bouncing boy?
[Hatches thudding]
- Stupid, stupid,
stupid, ugh.
- Wanna talk about it?
- No.
- Didn't think you
could just walk away
from me, did ya?
- [Sighs]
I can't do this job.
I'll never be a leader.
- You didn't have trouble
calling the sh*ts
On our last mission.
- Nobody was watching me
on our last mission.
Now everyone has...
Expectations.
- Hey...you're gonna
be great.
We just need
to run the program
a few more times.
- Brainiac 5 to command.
We've just intercepted
a priority one distress call.
Your first mission
as leader begins now.
- So much for the simulator.
[Beeping]
- The signal
came from this moon...
Cheyenne delta.
- I thought
the cheyenne system
was uninhabited.
- It is...
Which makes it
the perfect location for this.
- The fenton arms depot.
- Max security
storage for the many
dangerous weapons
Left over
from the great crisis.
- Whoa, brainy,
is that...
- Cheyenne prime,
a red dwarf.
- Don't you think that's
a problem?
I don't have powers
under a red sun.
- True, but this time
we're prepared.
This battle suit is coated
with a high-density,
Nano-polymer
specially designed
To shield you
from the red sun's rays.
Think of it like sunscreen.
But with laser cannons.
- Works for me.
- Authorized personnel only.
Access denied.
- It's okay,
we're here to help.
- Authorized personnel only.
Access denied.
- Brainy, you speak robot.
Do something.
- Authorized personnel only.
Access...granted.
It's a category 9
containment failure.
One of the devices
stored here
Has been reactivated.
And according to the guards,
it's now on the move.
a*t*matic barricades
for each level
have been activated.
We've reached level 4.
We're locked in.
And so is the device.
- What exactly
are we dealing with here?
- Classified.
Not even the guards know.
- Right, okay, let's see.
Perimeter sweep,
zarzak maneuver,
Infinite grid,
oh, just split up and look.
[Ring buzzing]
[Whirring]
- Huh?
[Clanging]
[Beeping]
[Bangs and whooshes]
- huh?
It's broken through...
Into level 3.
- Cosmic boy,
it's heading towards you.
- Rah, unh!
[Grunts]
I'm putting up barricades
to slow it down.
[Thudding and crashing]
- It's in level 2.
I have a visual.
[Blasting]
Aah!
- It's reached level one.
Bouncing boy, be ready!
[Thuds]
- whoa.
Hey, ugly!
Follow the bouncing ball!
[Whirring]
- No...
[Charges up]
It can't be...
Listen to me very carefully.
This thing cannot
escape into space.
- You heard him...
Take it down.
[Screaming]
[Grunting]
[Whirring]
[Groaning]
- What was that thing?
- The most devastating w*apon
this galaxy's ever seen.
That was a sun-eater.
[Whirring]
- The sun-eater's core
is heavily shielded
And the gas cloud
around it is lethal.
It's heading straight
for cheyenne prime...
The red sun.
- Please tell me
sun-eater is
just a catchy name.
- I'm afraid not.
The device is capable
of devouring an entire star.
- It does that
and any planet
in orbit would just...
- Drift off to a frozen doom.
- The sun-eater was created
during the great crisis
By an interdimensional species
known as the controllers.
They hoped it would
frighten people enough
To stop the fighting.
- A w*apon to end all wars.
- It was only used twice.
After that, the device
was too dangerous
To be destroyed
or dismantled.
The controllers had no way
to get rid of it.
- So the best
they could do
Was to lock it away
in fenton.
- Let's get to the part
about how we stop it.
- Right now the sun-eater
is running on reserve power,
Which means
it's slightly vulnerable,
But we'll
have to work fast.
- Let me guess...
It's solar powered?
- So the closer it comes
to the red sun,
The stronger it gets.
And if it devours
that sun,
It will reach full power
And become
virtually unstoppable.
- Strike force to command...
We're in position
and awaiting your orders.
- Okay, bouncy, stay calm.
No big deal.
It's just all
your friend's lives
And the fate of the entire
star system in your hands.
All units, attack!
- I've got a shot
at the core.
I'm taking it.
Ahhh!
- w*apon systems are down.
- Then we'll take the shot.
Trips, increase throttle to max.
- Major system failure
in the primary light drive.
We just lost propulsion!
- What?! How?
- I've got a lock.
- Ah!
- Ah!
- Search for the core.
With a full power blast,
It should be able
to knock it out.
- Got it. I'm going in.
- Ahhh!
- Superman, stop.
You'll be exposed to the cloud!
- Ahhh!
- Uhh!
[Moaning]
- The sun-eater is accelerating.
At this rate,
it'll reach cheyenne prime
in less than 30 minutes.
- It'll take at least that long
To get the light drive
back online.
- Until his powers can be
recharged in the light
of the yellow sun,
Superman won't be
at full strength.
- Alright, listen up.
B5, ferro lad, phantom girl,
start brainstorming a way
to bring this thing down.
Everyone else, I want
this boat flying again
in 15 minutes.
I don't care if it's held
together with chewing gum.
You have your orders, now go!
- Bouncy, don't we need
to figure out
Why the light drive failed
Before we go after
the sun-eater?
Who's working on that?
- Bouncing boy, ferro lad
has an idea we should discuss.
Don't worry, superman.
We'll be ready
for the sun-eater's
countermeasures next time.
- Superman, I need you
to replace a fried converter
on deck 2.
- They didn't teach
light drive repair
in auto shop.
- Did they teach you
how to use a screwdriver?
- Let's see...
A little to the left, and...
- Ah. There.
That wasn't so hard.
- Who's there?
Huh?
Ugh!
[Grunting]
- Who are you working for?
Thanks for the save.
- Don't thank me.
I didn't listen to you.
He did.
- Thought about what you said
back there,
So I ran a full-dimensional scan
And found something
cloaked on the ship.
Always used to drive me crazy
when the guy in charge
wouldn't listen.
- You don't think
the sun-eater sent
this thing over, do you?
- No. But I have
a pretty good idea who did.
- Light drive's back online.
We'll intercept
the sun-eater in 6 minutes.
That's right, we rock.
- So, we're dealing
with one of the controllers.
- They're the ones who locked
the sun-eater up.
Why would one of them
want to reactivate it?
- Unknown. The controller's
motivations have always been
somewhat...extreme.
- I think we're a little
beyond extreme.
And closing.
- I've reconfigured
the main transmitter
To generate
an interference field.
Nothing this controller sends
to protect the sun-eater
Will sneak up on us again.
- We have visual contact.
- Zoom out.
Way out.
- So. He got bigger.
- Battle stations.
- You're not a bad pilot,
superman. Keep it up.
- I may not know light drives,
but I know how to fly.
- Star boy, colossal boy
and sun boy are in position.
- Alright, you two,
give me an eclipse.
- By connecting my circuitry
to your neurons,
We can transmit
your thought paths
To the sun-eater's
cybernetic mind.
This may feel...weird.
Both: commencing thought-cast.
- Keep it up! It thinks
the sun's disappeared.
Sun boy, now!
- It worked. The sun-eater's
changing course towards sun boy.
Good job, everyone.
Beta team, take out
those robots.
We're in position.
Phantom girl, you're up.
- Locator beacon, activate.
Aim for me,
and you'll hit the core.
- Ferro lad, are you ready?
- Hit me.
Magnetic field is stable.
- Are you sure you can
handle this?
- Do we have a choice?
- Do it!
- I can channel
both of your powers
Into one blast that could
take this thing out.
- He's fully charged.
- Then fire at will.
- [Groaning]
- Too much energy!
He's losing it!
- No! I can... Ahh!
- He missed.
Repeat, the shot missed.
- Phantom girl,
get out of there!
The sun-eater's on the moon.
Legionnaires, fall back.
I repeat, fall back!
- Ahhh!
- The sun-eater's back
on its original course,
Heading for cheyenne prime.
- It's all my fault.
- The readings
are off the chart.
[Machine beeping]
Cheyenne prime is...gone.
[Machine flatlining]
[All groaning]
- Is everybody okay?
- I've got vitals
on everyone.
We're fine.
The ship's another story.
- Brainy, give me status
on the sun-eater.
- Fully charged,
and 6 light years away.
- Get everyone on the ship,
we're going after it.
- Bouncing boy,
the sun-eater set a new course.
Earth.
[Theme music]