Secretary.
Where is he?
That won't work either.
Porco Giuda!.
Hey, Banzai.
Take a look at your girlfriend.
Devo lavorare con persone idiota!.
She'll live... but only for a while.
And she won't enjoy it.
Only you can save her from a fate
even worse than that of
your friend, Mr Rawhide.
Missing circuit's in your head, Whorfin.
Bigbooty...
activate your probes.
Slow this sucker down.
I'll handle these birds.
You gentlemen have a telephone? You wanna jump
on the horn and get Mr John Bigboot.
It's Bigbootй.
Oh, hell, if you wanna do anything
nowadays, you gotta do it yourself.
What is your name?
John Yaya.
John Yaya, huh? And you are?
"John Small Berries."
He's down there. I feel it.
We're not...
It's a nest.
Birds nest. People don't nest.
Red Lectroid.
Don't touch it. It might be a bomb.
Nah, it's a toy.
Sit down!
Sir? Hey, that area's restricted.
Yeah? Not to me!
This I know. This I know.
And I love Whorfin too..
What is this place?
It's a bivouac. They sleep here.
Can they all shoot stingers?
You better believe it.
Lizardo. Which way?
Over there.
You sure?
Believe it.
Just once.
Where...?
Shh.
What's going on? Where are we?
It's a bivouac, man. They sleep here.
What's happening?
John Isaac, get the boy! Andiamo!.
Bigbooty! Go down to the pit. Kill the girl!
Scooter! Where are you?
Hey, somebody turn off
that gosh dang klaxon!
Work. Work. Work..
There are monkey boys in the facility..
You are secure..
Do not panic..
John Emdall must die..
Lord Whorfin must live..
Work..
Work..
Work..
Sorry. I'm sorry.
Sidney.
Buckaroo!
It's good to see you, pal. You got a pistol?
Yeah.
What are you gonna use?
Where are we?
I hate to tell you.
Where are we going?
This way.
Get over here..
Keep your noses to the grindstone..
The greatest joy is the joy of duty..
Work. Work. Work..
Monkey boys are feeble.
Lord Whorfin is supreme!.
Bigboot! Bigboot! Hold on a minute,
I wanna talk to you.
What the hell's the matter with you?
You deaf? I said I wanna talk to you!
Jesus!
What the hell is going on here,
Bigboot? Where's my bomber?
Bigbootй. John O'Connor,
put the slug on the track.
I don't give a flying handshake
what your name is!
I'm here to see a bomber!
This sure ain't it.
Let's just go back upstairs to my office.
Talk about this like
two reasonable beings.
You listen to me. Your private life,
that's your own concern.
But I'm here to see a bomber
and I'm damn sure gonna see it now!
Look at this place. Don't you have
any pride? It looks like a damn pigsty!
It's not my goddamn planet.
Understand, monkey boy?
Let's get outta here, O'Connor.
But Whorfin said we could kill her.
You owe me one, Buck.
It's not over yet.
I may be down but I'm not out.
What is that? Don't pick it up. No.
Penny.
How's she doing?
I don't know.
There's no overthruster.
Buckaroo Banzai!
What?
There is little time!
You better come quickly
if your planet is still important to you.
Leave her to me.
You take care of business.
Thanks.
Go. Go.
Right.
Where's Buckaroo Banzai?
He's flown the coop.
Is the girl dead?
Yes!
Then sound the call to board the ship.
Without the crucial missing circuit,
we'll never make it!
They're only monkey boys! We can still
crush them here on Earth, Lord Whorfin!
No. It's time to go home.
Bigbooty, you carry my overthruster.
John O'Connor...
you stick by my side.
The great vehicle itself
is now in final boarding state..
What is that?.
It's a troop ship. Lord Whorfin..
Massacre them without quarter!
Tell the flight attendants to close
the doors and prepare for a crosscheck.
If you are not inside the great vehicle
itself, you have missed the boat..
We are go for launch.
Do not obstruct the great vehicle..
Do not take to the floor..
Lord Whorfin will return
for all those left behind..
Clear the great vehicle. Voltage is rising.
Electromagnetic field is rising..
John O'Connor! Install my overthruster!
..all carryon