gone and that's about all
there is, really, to say about that.
We don't know what to expect here.
lt disagrees with all the standard pictures.
lt's producing a magnetic force.
No, no. l'm wrong!
Hey!
Oh, tell me l'm dreaming.
- Ow!
- Oh, sorry. l'm sorry. I'm sorry. That's...
- Buckaroo! Sorry. Sam's dead.
- Sam?
Someone broke into the jet-car.
Things are going haywire over at the lab.
Wait here. l'll be right back.
Oh, boy.
He's dead. Spread out.
They can't be very far off.
Okay. Tommy, check the biomedical labs.
Reno, take physics. Jersey, go with Reno.
- Where you going?
- Engineering.
Cowboy! Hold your gun
in front of you, man.
- Oh, l see. l got that. OK.
- lt's cool.
Buckaroo, behind you!
- You... you OK?
- Yeah. Just let me catch my breath.
Professor went down into the purification
vent. He's got the overthruster.
All right.
Why is there a watermelon there?
l'll tell you later.
Buckaroo?
Rawhide?
Anybody?
Here, young lady. The overthruster.
Here, put this in your purse.
Get out of here!
Where's your overthruster?
Hikita-san!
Nice morning, huh?
lt's just making my legs asleep.
- What the hell is wrong with him?
- l don't know. I don't know. Are you cold?
lt's my spine.
- What're you still doing on this floor?
- l think it's cos l can't move my legs.
Ooh, damn!
- What is it? Apache?
- Arachtoid.
Oh, spiders. So l was right, huh?
We got the guy, Rawhide.
Sucker only tried...
- Any antidote for these things?
- No. Not at all.
- Come over here.
- Does that mean you're on our side?
That's right.
Man! Those things
pack a mean wallop, huh?
What are y'all looking at?
You're on the clock. Let's saddle up, huh?
Hey, man, they're stealing my helicopter!
They've got Penny!
She has the overthruster.
We'll get it back. We'll get it back.
lt's... it's not Buckaroo Banzai per se,
Mr President. lt's his men.
Foreigners, some of 'em.
Or their names have been changed.
Their true backgrounds
are shrouded in secrecy!
Now, all l'm saying is that this jet car
belongs in the hands of Defense.
l mean, if the Banzai lnstitute
doesn't want to sell it to us,
then we're gonna have
to take it from them!
ln national interest, of course.
Come in.
Excuse me, Mr President, World Watch One.
Direct-incoming transmission.
Yeah.
Hello, Mr President, I know your back is killing you,
but l have a developing situation here
and l must speak frankly.
Buckaroo...
Secretary of Defense McKinley
and my National Security Advisor
Smirnoff, are visiting me,
but l have no secrets from them.
Well, something has reared
its ugly head in outer space, Mr President,
and it looks like the Earth is caught in a crossfire.
We have reason to believe
that there are vicious red aliens
walking freely among us,
posing as the owners and operators
of Yoyodyne Propulsion Systems.
Yoyodyne Propulsion... the people
working on our Truncheon Bomber?
- ln the hands of foreign nationals?
- Excuse me, Mr President. Time is short.
ln order to prevent
John Whorfin's escape,
my comrades are at this very moment
taking up a geostationary position
over New Jersey.
This situation is explosive.
- Who the hell is that?
- Explosive, what are you saying man?
Some kind of race war in New Jersey?
No, Mr President, no.
This man as you call him is not
a human being at all, but is, in fact,
a black lectroid named John Parker
from the very same Planet Ten.
And his spaceship is, at this moment,
anchored above Yoyodyne.
Yoyodyne.
- Buckaroo, my good friend...
- That's it!
These red creatures, they must
somehow give off the bacteria.
We breathe it. lt swims up our nose
into our cerebral cortex
where it talks to our brain cells.
Tells us to see exactly
what they want us to see.
Electric brainwashing.

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