guess. That music gizmo there?
Freeze! All of you!
Choice, really choice.
What's this, a circus act?
Someone give me some answers here.
- Let's start with you, Blondie.
- We 're not your enemies.
If you'd just give us that,
we would be very grateful.
You ain't getting nothing,
till I get some answers.
- He-Man, someone's following us!
- What the hell is that?
Neutrino Drive,
18 metrons and closing fast.
- It's them.
- At 10!
They've locked in on the Key.
Drop your weapons or I--
He-Man!
Gwildor, how long to calculate
the coordinates and take us home?
I don't know.
The keys have all been moved.
Boy, are you people in trouble.
He-Man, .61 chromons until moonrise.
Teela, take these people in the back.
- Let's go.
- You can't order me around.
If you'd rather stay and face
Evil-Lyn's commandos, that's fine with me.
Believe me, sir, you wouldn't.
Evil-Lyn!
Just as the signal indicated...
...the natives and the Key
are within the structure, but--
Yes, Karg?
He-Man!
The Eternians have already arrived.
Beastman,
full force attack at my command.
Karg, Blade...
...follow me.
How do you feel?
I'm feeling a little hungry.
- Gwildor, you've got to hurry.
- Yes, I'm working as fast as I can.
There.
There's Greyskull, and that puts us...
...there, but we have to be...
...there.
Twenty metrons forward...
...if we want to break through...
...the barrier of the Sorceress's force field.
Wait a minute. I don't understand.
Now, what are you trying to do?
The universe is music, Kevin.
This is really weird, huh?
Reminds me of
Invasion of the Body Snatchers.
The part where the pods started taking
over people's bodies...
...and you don't know who are the pods
and who are the bodies.
Shut up.
They're psychos, Corrigan.
We've stumbled on some
loony fringe group, some kind of cult.
Our guests are arriving.
Gwildor, how much longer?
I don't know. I don't know.
I'd give all the chalconite in Fribillian...
...if I could only spend two units
with a master Songmaker.
- You think they don't like us?
- No, they're just lonely.
They miss us.
Go!
He-Man!
What the hell is going on out there?
World War III?
Aren't those your buddies out there
getting their heads blown off?
Kevin, you know how to use one of these?
Don't let him out of sight.
Guard the Key with your life.
If anyone comes near, blast him.
Do you understand?
They're killing each other out there!
Is Gwildor ready?
Not yet. The room's secure.
Anyway, it sounded like you needed
a woman's touch out here.
Woman-At-Arms.
Give me the gun, kid.
Come on, give me the gun.
Don't you get it, Lubic?
This is for real.
She meant what she said.
- I said, give me the gun.
- No!
Look, we've come this far.
We're not giving up until they get home!
Don't stop, Gwildor.
Don't say I didn't give you a chance.
When this is over, you're going to jail:
Accessory to assault, resisting arrest,
endangering lives.
I guarantee, you and all your buddies,
I'm going to put you away for 850 years!
What are you looking at, Shorty?
Mark my words, Corrigan,
you're going to jail, you hear me?
Yeah, Lubic, I hear you.
Lubic, listen to me.
Just relax, okay?
- Gwildor, you need anything?
- Give me that thing!
Kevin, stop it!
Watch that gun! You're going to get hurt!
Mother?
Yes, darling, it's me.
But the plane...
I'm so sorry
you had to go through that, Julie...
...but we had to disappear.
We're doing very important,
very secret work.
Honey, I've missed you so much!
I don't believe it!
Mom.
Listen, darling.
Your new friends are tied up
with the work we're doing...
...and they have something we want.
That shiny metal thing...
...with the blinking lights.
Will you get it for us?
Charlie!
Charlie!
You moron kid!
What's wrong with you?
I don't believe it!
I've got a lot of serious work to do!
You're acting like Torktums!
Julie. Where's Julie?
Kevin, you won't believe this.
They're alive!
What's the