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We're picking up the outline
of a Winnebago.
Winnebago?
Lone Starr.
Here comes the Badyear blimp.
- We'd better get out of here in a hurry.
- Switch to secret hyper-jets.
Switching to secret hyper-jets.
Buckle up back there,
we're going into hyperactive.
We're closing in on them, sir.
In less than a minute,
Lone Starr will be ours.
Good. Prepare to attack.
Prepare to attack.
On the count of three.
One...
two...
late!
- What happened? Where are they?
- I don't know, sir.
They must have hyper-jets on that thing.
And what have we got on this thing,
a Cuisinart?
No, sir.
- Well, find them, catch them!
- Yes, sir.
- Prepare ship for light speed.
- No, light speed is too slow.
Light speed too slow?
Yes. We're gonna have to go
right to ludicrous speed.
Ludicrous speed?
We've never gone that fast.
I don't know if this ship can take it.
What's the matter, Col. Sandurz?
Chicken?
Prepare ship.
Prepare ship for ludicrous speed.
Fasten all seat belts.
Seal all entrances and exits.
Close all shops in the mall.
Cancel the three-ring circus.
Secure all animals in the zoo...
Give me that,
you petty excuse for an officer.
Now hear this.
Ludicrous speed!
Sir, hadn't you better buckle up?
Buckle this.
Ludicrous speed! Go!
What have I done?
My brains are going into my feet.
What the hell was that?
Spaceball One.
They've gone to plaid.
We passed them. Stop this thing.
We can't stop. It's too dangerous.
We've got to slow down first.
Bullshit! Just stop this thing!
I order you. Stop!
Here, sir. Here. Let me help you, sir.
Are you all right, sir?
- Fine. How have you been?
- Fine, sir.
- Good.
- Good thing you were wearing that helmet.
- Yeah.
- What shall we do now, sir?
- Well, are we stopped?
- We're stopped, sir.
Good.
- Why don't we take a five-minute break?
- Very good, sir.
Smoke if you got them.
- Take her out of hyperactive.
- Taking her out of hyperactive.
Congrats, boss. We did it.
They must have overshot us
by a week-and-a-half.
- Okay. Let's set a course for Druidia.
- Setting a course for...
- What's that?
- I don't know. We're losing power!
- Why?
- 'Cause we're out of gas!
Must have burned it up in hyperactive.
We should have put
more than five bucks' worth in!
Okay. We'll have to set her down.
Prepare for an emergency landing.
Quick, give me a reading!
Our Father, who art in heaven,
hallowed be Thy name...
Will you stop that?
Keep your seat belts fastened back there.
You okay, Princess?
No, you idiot! Where'd you learn how to fly?
Okay. Eagle 5 coming in.
Left! Go left! Right! I mean right!
Pull up!
Where're you going?
I am going to tell him off once and for all.
Wait. We'll need him to get us out of here.
Called me an idiot?
I'm going back there
and explain a few things to her.
Besides, he's got a sexy voice.
He might be cute.
- You haven't seen her.
- I know what she looks like.
You've seen one, you've seen them all.
Cute? I know these space bums,
they're all alike.
Fat, ugly...
Buck-toothed, knock-kneed...
Beer-swilling pigs!
Horse-faced space dogs!
Yeah, well, normally...
That's gonna leave a mark.
Now listen, you...
You listen.
On this ship, you're to refer to me
as "idiot," not "you Captain."
I mean... You know what I mean.
And you will not call me "you."
You will never address me as "you."
You will call me "Your Royal Highness"!
You are a royal pain in the...
- Hold it. Time!
- What?
May I make a small suggestion?
Any minute now,
the Spaceballs will make a major U-turn...
head back this way, and make us all dead.
He's right. Let's go.
Wait. My things.
Now listen, you royal...
Highness.
Take only what you need to survive.
Please slow down.
I'm getting sand up my gears.
Gee, I hope she didn't forget anything.
All right, wait a minute, Barf. Put it