together...
..again.
- You didn't say he refused the money.
- It wasn't important.
- May I continue, please?
- Besides, he asked me not to tell you.
Thank you.
To join Princess Vespa
and Princess Valium...
I'm sorry, it's the hair.
Prince Valium
in the bonds of holy matrimony.
I see it all now.
Don't you see he loves me?
I'm trying to conduct a wedding here,
which has nothing to do with love. Quiet.
- I'm sorry.
- I'm sorry.
- I'm sorry, too.
- Don't be sorry, be quiet.
I'm sorry!
To join Princess Vespa and Prince Valium
in the bonds of holy...
..moly!
Uh... matrimony.
That's him.
I know it's him. He's come back!
That's it. No more chances.
We're doing the short version.
Prince Valium, do you take
Princess Vespa to be your wife?
Uh-huh.
- Do you take Valium to be your husband?
- Uh... well, I...
I suppose. Well, oh, I don't know.
- No! She doesn't.
- What?
- Who the hell are you?
- Prince Lone Starr.
- Prince?!
- I just found out.
That's what this says.
I'm an honest-to-God prince.
Will you marry me?
Well, let me think about it.
Yes!
I'm sick of this. I don't care who it is,
but I'm gonna marry somebody today.
- Who are you?
- I'm the best man, Barf.
- Full name?
- Barfolomew.
- Are you getting married?
- No.
Then get over there!
OK, here we go. The short, short version.
- Do you?
- Yes.
- Do you?
- Yes.
Good. You're married. Kiss her!
- I love you.
- I love you.
Well, goodbye, Virgin Alarm.
If you're livin' in a bubble
And you haven't got a care
Then you're gonna be in trouble
Cos we're gonna steal your air
Cos what you've got is what we need
And all we do is dirty deeds
We're the Spaceballs
Watch out!
We're the Spaceballs
We're the masters of space
-Hey, don't mess around
-With the Spaceballs
Going cruisin' in a spaceship
We're so good at being bad
We'll destroy your little planet
If you ever get us mad
We're mothers of the galaxy
You better scatter when you see
The Spaceballs
Watch out!
We're the Spaceballs
We're the masters of space
-Say what? Don't mess around
-With the Spaceballs
Watch out!
We're mothers of the galaxy
We're gonna take the air you breathe
Oh! Spaceballs
Watch out!
We're the Spaceballs
We're the masters of space
Don't mess around with the Spaceballs
Watch out!
We're the Spaceballs
We're the masters of space
Don't mess around with the Spaceballs
Watch out!
We've got a bossin' metal ship
So you better watch your lip
Cos we're the Spaceballs
Watch out!
You may think that you are bad
But believe you can be had
By the Spaceballs
Watch out!
We're the Spaceballs
Watch out!
We're the Spaceballs
We're the masters of space
Don't mess around with the Spaceballs
We're so bad and mean
We make nightmares out of dreams
We're the Spaceballs
We're the Spaceballs
So you'd better watch out!
Hee-hee, ha-ha!
Visiontext subtitles: Natasha Cohn- Colonel Sandurz!
- What is it, Sergeant Ricco?
You told me to let you know the moment
Planet Druidia was in sight, sir.
- So?
- Planet Druidia's in sight, sir.
You're really a Spaceball.
- You know that, don't you?
- Thanks, sir.
- Have you notified Lord Helmet?
- Yes, sir. He's on his way.
Make way for Dark Helmet.
All rise in the presence of Dark Helmet.
I can't breathe in this thing!
- We're approaching Planet Druidia, sir.
- Good.
I'll call Spaceball City
and notify President Skroob.
I already called him, sir.
He knows everything.
What?
You went over my helmet?
Not exactly over, sir.
Uh, m-m-more to the side.
I'll always call you first.
It'll never happen again. Never, ever!
Oh, shit!
No, no, no, no! No, no!
Please, please, please! No, no, not that!
Yes, that.
- Sandurz!
- Sir?
I don't see Planet Druidia. Where is it?
We have it on the radar screen.
Shall I punch it up for you?
- Nah, I'll do it myself.
- Very good, sir.
What's the matter with this thing?
You call that a radar screen?
No, sir. We call it... Mr Coffee.
Care for