Nobody follows or the Prof is history!
- Where's Buckaroo?
- Get him.
- Where's the overthruster?
- Get an ambulance.
- Come on, will you just ignore them?
- Isn't that...?
Hey, wait a minute! You can't ride that!
It's Buckaroo Banzai!
- Hold it!
- Freeze!
- I had my eyes open all day long, Burt.
- It may not be a total loss.
- I'm about ready to go home.
- We might see something.
I hit it! It is wounded.
What'd it look like to you?
- Like a big black flying dinosaur.
- Dinosaur? It was purple.
- That's what it looked like. It was black.
- It was purple. It'll be dark before we even find it.
We get Professor Hikita
to cough up the crucial missing circuit
and then we finally get our butts off this rock!
Oh, yeah? Listen to this!
Well, what is it? What is it?
Black thermopod emergency beacon!
Here? On Earth?
- Why? John Bigbootй, why?
- Coordinates established.
Electromagnetic energy
back on route three.
- The whole top of the tree's squashed!
- Do you think it up there?
Let's wait for the cops, Burt.
What for? Are you scared?
- There's gotta be something there.
- Come on, Burt. There's nothing up there.
Well, how do you know?
Here, hold this. Hold this!
Where you going? Where you going?!
Christmas shopping.
- What's that?
- It's a stick. What's it look like?
- Gimme some light, will ya?
- I got two guns in my hands.
- Put one of them down.
- I ain't putting the guns down!
- It's just a tree.
- Then leave it alone!
Aagh! See, I told you!
I told you! Leave it alone!
Run! Run! Run!
- Shoot it, Bubba. Shoot it!
- I can't! It's jammed! It's jammed!
There's something.
There's something coming out!
- Where?
- Out of the top.
Oh, my soul!
Throw me my gun, Bubba. Throw it.
Sorry.
Is he dead?
Yeah, I think so. But look
at his face. It's changing.
And his hair...
his hair is all disappeared.
- What's that smell? You smell electricity?
- He's crackling. We're standing in water.
What is he, Burt?
Is he radioactive?
How the hell do I know?
Do I look like a nuclear genius?
He's probably from Mars.
Or Jupiter.
Jupiter? I hope he's alone.
- There's somethin' over there.
- Where?
Right there.
What is it?
Buckaroo Banzai. It's the latest issue.
Rawhide, come in. Rawhide.
Rawhide.
Buckaroo, what's up? Where in Hades
are you? I'm gettin' a lot of static.
Yeah. That's me.
I've been ionised, but I'm OK now.
Listen, I'm switching
on the homing beacon.
Mark two minute intervals... now.
Look, we got the overthruster. But someone
shanghaied the professor right from the conference.
- Oh, the deuce you say.
- What do you think?
- Dr Lizardo, maybe?
- Yeah, I'd put money on it.
- That crate.
- What crate?
The crate they shoved in that van.
You and the guys...
go back to the house and dig up
everything you can on an outfit called
Yoyodyne Propulsion Systems.
- You got that?
- Right. Yoyodyne. We're on it.
Hand me that tarp, will ya?
Let's cover this guy up.
- Guy? What guy?
- He's got paws.
- Now what?
- Who are they?
Cover it up.
John Bigbootй, Officer.
Head of Operations,
Yoyodyne Propulsion Systems.
- There's one of our birds.
- That fella over there one of your birds, too?
The droid, you mean?
Doesn't look like anything I've seen
before. I mean, I've seen droids...
Nice night, huh?
That big thing over there attacked me.
Impossible. No, no, no, no, no, no.
Yeah! It's some kinda creature.
There's part of it still stuck in the tree.
No, it's a machine with 30-foot
leather wings. I think it's radioactive.
Three minutes since he last moved.
This is a fix. Something is happening.
Let's get somebody over there.
Al, you set up the grid
and get the last known coordinates.
Tommy, hop on the Marconi
and see if we got Blue Blazes
in a ten-minute radius.
But no strike teams, Tommy, understand?
I'm headed downstairs.
Keep everybody calm.
- Hikita-san.
- Buckaroo!
Repeating: Intrastate outward band five.
Coded. Calling all Blue