01x37 - Sword Heist

[bunniefuu]

[opening theme music]

- Their planet exploded ♪

- [chorus] Thunder ThunderCats! ♪

- They crashed on Third Earth ♪

- Thunder, thunder crash! ♪

- Gotta beat up some bad guys ♪

- Mummies, mutants ♪

- And make some new friends ♪

- Unicorns, robots ♪

Built a big base with a cat-shaped face

and now they're ready to go! ♪

There's WilyKit, WilyKat Tygra, ♪

Panthro, Cheetara Snarf, Lion-O! ♪

[chorus] He's a brand-new Lord

with a magic sword! ♪

It's thunder Thunder, thunder

ThunderCats Roar! ♪

[dramatic music playing]

[footsteps running]

Your Highness! Your Highness,

please wake up.

There is urgent business

that can only be resolved

by the Lord of the ThunderCats,

King Claudus.

I am he.

[chorus singing]

Time to rock and rule!

Now, tell your wise king

what's the matter.

Oh! It's terrible,

King Claudus.

The stock market

is crashing.

- Ah, no problem.

- [aide exclaiming]

Just build a new one.

Your Majesty,

the farmers' crops are failing!

Well then, I'm putting

the entire planet on a diet.

[straining] Your Majesty,

there are reports going around

that the Royal Aides feel

like they are being ignored

and mistreated.

[exclaims]

[sighs] You're right,

stair guy, I'm great.

[gulping]

King Claudus,

the Planetary Science Committee

just issued a report

saying the whole planet is going

to explode at any moment!

So, uh, tell them to issue a report

saying it isn't going to explode.

[expl*si*n]

Man, I love bein' king.

[gulping, burping]

[Tygra] It's up to you, Lion-O.

As the last

of the royal Thundarian family,

you are Lord of the ThunderCats

and only you

can make this call.

[gulps]

- [phone beeps]

- [line ringing]

[pizza delivery guy] Spigatoli's Pizza.

How may I help you?

We'll take an extra large

with pepperoni,

uh, anchovies, pineapple,

feta, peppers, cinnamon sticks

and orange soda on it, please!

- [all groaning]

- Orange soda on pizza?

Why would you

ruin two good things?

What? I got everything

everyone wanted.

I thought you'd be happy.

Come on, be happy.

That's not

how being king works.

You can't please everyone.

Sometimes you gotta

make the tough calls.

Aw, toots.

I hate making calls.

Especially tough ones.

Hey, that's my phone!

- [rumbling]

- What's that?

What's going on?

Oh, it can't be!

Bless my bolo!

It's King Claudus!

You survived

the expl*si*n of Thundera!

Just barely.

I was floating around

in space for so long,

I almost ran out of sandwiches.

Hold on a second here.

What you're saying is you're

not the pizza delivery person?

Lion-O!

He's the King of Thundera!

And your father!

I have a father?

Good thing I forgot,

or I might've been

really sad this whole time.

My dear boy.

Look how you've grown!

[hissing]

Hmm?

Actually, I guess I'm your son?

Why, you're even bigger!

Although uh, not the biggest.

[Panthro chuckles nervously]

Well, I can work with it.

Oh, there are

so many things on Thundera

that I wish I could have saved.

But you, Lion-o, were

definitely in the top three.

[all] Aw.

You poor lambs.

You've been all alone

all this time.

Well, worry not,

your King has arrived.

Now where's the throne

in this joint?

[purring]

What is this,

some sort of a shoeshine?

Um, Dad,

about you being king

I love talking about

me being king!

The thing is,

since we thought you blew up,

we decided I would be

Lord of the ThunderCats

- [knock on door]

- Pizza delivery.

- [Wilykat] Yuck!

- [Cheetara] Gross!

Baloney!

This won't do at all!

We'll take this one!

Feast, my glorious

and wretched subjects!

[Panthro]

We love you, King Claudus!

Wow, Dad.

You just took charge,

like it was nothing.

All in a day's work.

People don't like to think,

they want their king to make

the tough calls for them.

What crops to grow,

which suspect to imprison,

whether the sun rises

in the east or the west

Oh, uh, what were

you gonna tell me, son?

Uh, nothing.

Just glad to have you

here, King Claudus.

All this magnificent leadership

has exhausted me.

I will retire.

But tomorrow at sunrise, I will

ring in a new era of triumph.

Toodles!

He's glorious.

And I'm off the hook.

- [all yawning]

- Ugh, why is sunrise so early?

[snoring]

[yawns]

I can't wait to hear what King

Claudus has planned for us.

But we are waiting.

The sun rose half an hour ago,

where is he?

The sun rises when

King Claudus says it rises!

Oh. Um, I mean

Uh, he He'll be here.

[all snoring]

[fanfare plays]

King Claudus!

Good morning, Your Majesty

[Tygra grunting]

Hmm.

Indolence! Sloth!

Why is everyone asleep?

We had a meeting scheduled!

Yeah, five hours ago.

Sorry, we were busy getting me

fitted for my new royal duds.

[clears throat] My boy,

I respect your initiative,

but reprimanding commoners

is a king's job.

Repri-what-ing who-now?

You there, spotted marm.

For your insolence,

I order you to punch yourself

in the face a dozen times!

Lion-O. You're just gonna

let him say that to me?

He is the King.

[scoffs]

Forget this, I'm out.

Thanks for

having my back pal.

My most fuzzy lord,

I took the liberty of

writing up a list of decisions

that need to be made.

Someone has been

putting them off.

Great, well,

none of this important.

I'll tell you

what needs to be done.

Painting a royal portrait.

Carving my likeness

into the side of a mountain.

Turning all your rooms

into one master suite for me.

And who does a king need

to exile around here

to get some catnip?

- [Wilykit] Right away!

- [Tygra] You got it!

[Claudus] Come on, son.

We have more pressing

matters to attend to.

I'm gonna teach you

how to truly be king.

Okay, Papa.

[Claudus] See that? As king,

everything the light touches

is your kingdom.

What about the non-sunny places?

Those, too.

- What about at night?

- Even then.

What about, uh,

inside a turtle's shell?

My boy, when you're king,

everything and everyone

belongs to you.

Wow. That's a lot

of pressure, huh?

What? No! It's great!

I mean, there are

literally no downsides.

Come, my boy,

you have much to learn

and it's Time for Royalty!

Lesson number one,

a king never

looks where they're going.

Whoa!

What do you think,

Your Majesty?

Oh, wow!

It looks just like you

Claudus has spoken!

[expl*si*n]

Ahhh! [groans]

- Start over!

- [grunts in anger]

[grunts] Ahhh!

Hmm, yeah.

This is looking pretty nice.

But it's too drafty!

Put the wall back up!

A king must have

proper ventilation.

[humming]

Wow! It's perfect!

Nope. A king always has

constructive criticism.

Pedestrian! Amateur!

Disgraceful!

[both slurping]

Hold, boy.

A king dares not

soil his royal shoes.

Soil me instead,

Your Highness.

Ah, yes, good.

Really give him

a good stomping, boy.

The peasants love it.

[laughs and groans in pain]

I guess if this

is what he wants

[growls]

Hmm.

You're not stomping.

Oh, yeah.

[laughs nervously]

[Claudus] And lesson number 78

is how you can fall asleep

while sitting upright

on one of your subjects.

- Wow. Thanks, Dad.

- [snoring]

I'm learning so much.

Hey, Lion-O. A word?

Bye, Papa.

[kisses]

So what can I do for you

[exclaims]

Time for some real talk, man.

Oh, if it's that important,

I should get my dad in here

- [Wilykit and Wilykat] No!

- Lion-O, your dad's a dink!

We're sick of his demands.

We want you to be king again.

Me? No way,

things are way better now.

Yeah, 'cause he hasn't been

ordering you around!

Yeesh, if you're really that

upset, let me talk to him.

He's a good dude.

He'll understand.

[Claudus] Mutiny?

It's w*r, then!

Uh Okay.

He's taking your concerns

into consideration.

We must strike down the rebels!

Have at thee!

[crashing]

[Wilykit] If it's a w*r he

wants, come and get it!

You'll all rot

in the Thunder Brig!

I guess I see what the other

ThunderCats are talking about.

If only there was some way to make

my dad treat them more kindly.

There are so many things

on Thundera

that I wish I could have saved.

[echoing] Saved, saved,

saved, saved.

Oh, whoa!

I just got an idea!

See what we mean

about your dad, Lion-O?

Look, all we need to do

is give him a chance

to prove how much

he cares about us.

If he thought Third Earth was

gonna blow up like Thundera,

he'd for sure try and save us.

- Let's go, Snarf

- [Snarf exclaims]

All right, buddy, patch into

all the systems and wreck 'em.

[purrs]

[electricity crackles]

[thrilling music playing]

What's going on?

Terrible news, Dad!

We just heard, Third Earth

is about to explode!

[gasps]

You mean, like Thundera?

Very much like that, yes.

Oh, no! I can't make the same

mistake I did last time.

Ooh! It's working.

[in monotone]

Oh, no. Save us. Help.

Here he comes.

Now you'll see

what a great king he really is.

There isn't much time!

I've come to save that

which I hold most dear!

[all gasp]

And of course,

what I'm referring to

is the refrigerator!

[grunts]

Tygra! Grab the microwave!

Kings never

eat pizza bagels frozen!

For Thundera!

Hurry, servants. I need to

pack and get outta here.

Dad, what are you doing?

There are so many things

on Thundera

that I wish I could have saved.

Like mustard.

My sandwiches were so dry!

Is that all you want to save?

Of course not.

I also need mayo.

A king always doubles up

on condiments.

[laughs]

You're all set, Your Highness.

Now, if I could just

squeeze in there Oh!

Only room for kings in here.

Now somebody press that button.

I gotta get outta here

before the planet explodes.

Wait, Dad, the planet's

not actually

Oh! All a king needs

is a sandwich

[sighs] Enjoy your sandwiches.

Sorry about losing your dad.

Again.

I'll miss him,

but I had to do

what was best for everyone.

Yes! Phew!

Finally got rid of

that deadbeat, am I right?

[laughs uncomfortably]

Don't worry, Lion-O.

Claudus may have

been a bad king,

but you're a great one.

You really think so?

You kidding? You ended a w*r

and overthrew a despot!

- Heck, yeah!

- Total king moves!

In that case,

I've made another decision.

Ice cream for dinner!

[all] Yeah!

[cheering]

Oh, yeah. My dad

took all our food to space.

Mmm, that is a moist sandwich.

Oh, I sure will

miss that son of mine.

Maybe I'll see

what his sister is up to.

What was her name again?