lessons
get as far as landing?
l was afraid you'd ask that. No.
Hang on, here we go.
Munson!
l swear, Munson, l'll shoot!
Get shot, go up,
what's the difference?
You'll give your life to save Earth.
- Haven't you any spirit at all?
- No!
- Dr. Zarkov, listen!
- You're back.
- Dale, you all right?
- l'm terrific.
Let's get out of here
before she blows.
Hold me for a second, then drop me,
l'll kiss the ground.
- You sure you're okay?
- Fine. But no more flying.
- Good morning! Are you injured?
- lt seems not.
A miracle.
l expect you'd like to use my phone?
- l would.
- l'm sure the insurance ...
- Please, don't mention it.
- What happened to the sun?
- Looks like an eclipse.
- There was nothing about it on TV.
The phone is right in there.
Sorry, Munson.
Missed your opportunity.
- Where's the telephone?
- l'm sure that's Dr. Zarkov.
He's a crazy scientist l saw on TV.
He kept talking about an attack.
They kicked him out of NASA ...
- Dr. Zarkov.
- Enough!
- Are you crazy?
- Unfortunately not.
The attack has begun. We have eleven
days before the moon crashes down.
- l need aid in taking off.
- Taking off where?
Up there. l need one person
to keep a foot on that red pedal -
- during blast-off.
You're the lighter. Sit down.
You may leave. Tell the world
what Hans Zarkov has done.
l guess l'll be running along now.
You lunatic!
Flash, the doors!
Sit down! Keep a foot on the pedal,
or the G-forces will kill us all.
My God, we're moving.
For God's sake,
strap yourselves down! Quick!
The red pedal!
Friendship.
Built this to send in friendship ...
The end, now ...
Unless we three can ...
Unless we can ...
Strange object
in the imperial vortex.
What distance?
Parallel to star field Zygma 12,
approaching.
- Test object for life waves.
- Positive, form unknown.
Approximate Mong Scale 3.
object entering our control range,
approaching the Sea of Fire.
Bring it through safely. Land it.
Wake up, Dale. We're okay.
lt's me, Flash. Remember?
We're on the ground.
- Back home?
- l don't think so.
Hello. We're from Earth. Friends.
Whoever they are,
it's clear they are highly developed.
- l'm sure we can reason with them.
- Want to bet on it?
- My God!
- ls this a Civic Reception?
- More like a police state.
- That could be our good luck.
lt means we'll find allies everywhere.
They're just waiting for someone
to lead them in revolt.
- Are you looking at me, Zarkov?
- Please. l just want to get home.
Guards, halt.
Prisoners, follow me.
Halt, Lizard Man!
Escape is impossible. Surrender.
Prisoners, march below me
to Emperor Ming.
Let's not argue. Here, hold my hand.
- You want to reason with that?
- lf it fails, l still have the gun.
Don't worry. l'll make it plain
l'm acting on my own.
- lt's plain suicide.
- lt's a rational transaction.
- One life for billions.
- Halt!
Proceed.
Hail Ming, hail!
Ruler of the universe!
Hail, Ming! Emperor of the galaxy!
The tributes of the Hawkmen
will be first.
- Are we dreaming?
- l'd like to think so.
The fabled lce Jewel of Frigia.
- We seized it in battle.
- Stop!
The lce Jewel is our tribute,
not Vultan's.
Vultan stole it
while we were burying our dead.
- You are a thief.
- What?
Let down your weapons!
No one, but no one,
dies in the palace -
- without a command
from the Emperor.
Hail Ming.
You obey ...
Or you sacrifice your daughter.
Hail Ming.
Now the tributes from Ardentia.
Your Majesty,
we, the people of Ardentia, -
- have suffered
since you blasted our kingdom.
l can offer you nothing
except my loyalty.
Prince Thun,
we prize nothing more highly.
- And how great is this loyalty?
- Without measure.
We are delighted to hear it.
Fall on your sword.
Show us this loyalty.
Throw yourself onto your sword.
May this deed of Prince Thun be an
example to all the kingdoms of