Kill that spot. Kill it!
..festive briefing by the
Banzai Institute. Tomorrow...
Where you think youre going, Doc? The moon?
No, no. Planet Ten.
Planet Ten. Why, pray tell?
Operator?
Doc, put down the phone.
Operator? I wanna make a call
to a Mr John Bigbooty
at Yoyodyne Propulsion Systems
over in Grovers Mill.
And you tell him that
its John Whorfin calling.
Thats WHORFIN.
You got that, honey?
John. JOHN.
This better be collect, Doc.
Bigbooty? Of course its me, you fool!
Who do you think?
The time has come, Bigbooty.
Prepare for my return.
Well, havent you heard?
Dont you watch TV?
Banzai and Hikita have done it.
They have opened the window!
Si. Si. So meet me at the factory..
And get their overthruster.
And Hikita, too.
Sure. Alive.
No, no, dont worry about me.
lll get my own ride.
Evil will not prevail. That was...
Arrivederci, Jersey..
Goodbye, goodbye to her..
Its the spittin image.
Doesnt look anything like her..
Pictures dont lie.
Hell they dont. Met my first wife that way.
Its Peggy to these eyes. Its the
same nose. Its the same hair.
Plus, Buckaroo has to think so too
or else he wouldnt be ready
to make a fool of himself.
Just hot off the World Watch Wire, Buckaroo.
Thought youd wanna be notified.
Remember that old Italian pal
of the professors?
Emilio Lizardo.
Yeah.
Last night he kills a guard, breaks out of
Trenton Home for the Criminally Insane.
Ten minutes later, he cops a Maserati
Bora. Totalled it a block away.
Holy moly.
Maserati Bora.
Mmhm. That aint all.
Hes vanished. Thin air.
Dr Lizardo. Wasnt he on TV once?
Youre thinking of Mr Wizard.
This guy is a
top scientist, dummkopf.
So was Mr Wizard.
Dr Emilio Lizardo is a raving lunatic, Perfect Tommy.
A vicious psychopath.
Just as soon kill you as go fishin.
Buckaroo, look at this.
Grosslyabnormal highaltitude
electrostatic disturbance
moving down over Connecticut.
From the jet car, do you think?
No, not from the jet car.
Check with NORAD Command.
It could be aboveground atomic testing
in China. Maybe sunspot activity.
Man, thats strange.
Scientists at Strategious Space Command have detected.
a mysterious radioactive cloudlike
mass over southern New England..
Sources close to the National Security
Consortium have refused to comment..
Lets get on back to three
great modern country hits in a row..
Sidney!
Buckaroo!
Hows the patient?
Fine, thanks to you.
But more importantly: Congratulations!
Thank you.
You drove right through
a mountain the other day.
You did it right after you left me at the operation.
You havent even said anything about it.
Didnt mention it.
Sidney, these are my friends.
This is my colleague Dr Sidney Zwibel, old
medical friend from Columbia P and S.
Howdy. How youre doing?
Listen, Sidney, Im glad you could make it.
Cos it looks like we may need an
extra hand sooner than I thought.
Aha, I see. Thats what I was wondering about.
I got your message about rendezvousing
at this address. Barely had time to pack.
Then I came here...
I can see that.
Im gonna snoop around.
Make yourself at home.
You know, I thought we were gonna
rehearse or something.
Im a big fan of all you guys. I love
the comic books and the records.
I know you. Youre Pecos.
Perfect Tommy.
Perfect Tommy. Im sorry.
Youre Pecos.
Pecos is in Tibet. Names Reno.
Reno! Its an honour.
Where do you hail from, Doc?
Uh, New Jersey. Fort Lee.
Where are your spurs at?
Is he making fun of me?
Third cell to the left. Pink dress.
Arigato..
What do you want? Huh?
What are you doin here?
What are you doing here?
Why dont you just go away
and let me rot?
Who were you really trying
to annihilate last night?
You. Just like the papers all say.
Come over here.
Come on.
Oh, my God! Perfect Tommy!.
What do you want from me?
Oh, you remind me of someone
I once knew long ago.
Was she very beautiful?
She was... queen of the Netherlands.
Thats a long way
from where I come from.