Thundercats (1985) s01e03 Episode Script
003 - Berbils
The Eye of Thundera, finally within my reach.
But the Thundercats are resourceful.
They could be bothersome.
They are all present at their camp except Lion-O, their young leader.
Excellent.
Since Lion-O always carries the Eye of Thundera with him embedded in the hilt of the Sword of Omens I needn't fear that it might be accidentally destroyed when I destroy the Thundercats.
You did it, a ThunderTank.
And you built it just from the junk you scrounged from the spaceship? Salvaged.
From equipment I salvaged from the ship.
I must admit, Panthro, I didn't think even you could do it.
Are you kidding? You're looking at the champion scrounger of the universe.
Looks like quite a storm coming up.
Is that thing rustproof? Wilykat, it's raining stones.
Stones, my whiskers.
Those are boulders.
- Into the ship, quickly.
- Not this cat.
I'm not leaving my baby alone.
Blasted rocks buried the spaceship too.
Everyone okay in there? Yes, luckily.
What kind of storm was that, anyway? It wasn't anything natural, that's certain.
We're getting awfully far from the Thundercat camp, Lion-O.
Go on back if you want to, Snarf.
Nobody forced you to come along.
Well, it's kind of creepy around here.
Oh, pretty soon you'll be jumping at your own shadow.
Who, me? Old Snarf isn't afraid of noth See? When you're fierce like me, you throw a fierce shadow, that's all.
Okay, go ahead and laugh, but I keep hearing things, Lion-O.
Naturally.
The jungle is teeming with life, and all of it is noisy.
Nice going, Snarf.
You scared them clear out of sight.
Snarf, don't.
What's the matter with you, Snarf? That thing was twice as big as you.
That don't faze me.
Just so's you know that everything I see isn't just shadows and imagination.
Never thought that for a second.
We'll turn back as soon as we see where this trail leads and Lion-O.
Can't get a foothold.
Sides too slippery.
I'll get you out, Lion-O.
Stay right there.
There's nothing else I can do.
Grab hold, Lion-O.
Pull yourself up.
That's what I'm doing, but I don't seem to be getting anywhere.
You must be doing something wrong then.
Old Snarf's as steady as a mountain.
Wha? Hey, is that your idea of a joke, Snarf? What's this? Snarf, what's going on? Watch it, he's slipping back.
- Pull.
- We're pulling, we're pulling.
Snarf! - Pull harder.
- Give us a break, he's heavy.
Snarf? Are you all right? Sort of.
Untie us at once.
I am Lion-O.
You dare to make fun of me, the Lord of the Thundercats? I don't guess they've heard of us.
The sky? Oh, yes.
We came from the sky.
And yes, we crashed.
Now where are they taking us? Maybe I'd better keep my fighting spirit in check till we find out.
- Shouldn't Lion-O be back by now? - I'm sure he's okay.
If he was in trouble, the Eye of Thundera would've summoned us.
Sure, no sense worrying.
He's a man now.
No use, Snarf.
I can't reach it.
This looks like the chief whatever-he-is coming over.
- You fell into one of our traps? - You heard him.
Berbils.
It may not be a good idea to make him sore, Lion-O.
Berbils.
Ro-Bear Berbils.
Berbils.
From the planet Ro-Bear.
Been here for Berbil years.
I think they're called Berbils, Snarf.
Ro-Bear Berbils.
That's not what I've been calling them.
Kind of a cheerful bunch, aren't they? Well, I gotta admit, they look better to me than when we was tied up.
Ro-Bear-Berbil-Belle.
Guests.
Eat.
Very good.
Well, thank you.
Hold on.
Not till I make sure it's safe.
It's delicious.
It sure is.
And what a change from those space rations we Thundercats have been living on.
- Where can this fruit be picked? - Ro-Bear-Bill.
Call me Ro-Bear-Bill.
Come.
Berbil fruit.
Meat fruit, bread fruit, veggie fruit of all kinds.
And candy fruit.
Candy fruit? Good.
Trollogs.
Attack.
Attack Ro-Bears.
Trollogs? - Ro-Bear-Bill, who are these Trollogs? - They live in the caves to the north.
From time to time they raid our village for the Ro-Bear Berbil fruit.
We'll help you.
Come on, Snarf.
Oh, no.
We couldn't involve you in our troubles.
You're our guest.
You need help.
Those stun darts aren't doing much good.
No, they never do.
- Then why do you use them? - Because we wouldn't want to hurt anyone.
Then why don't you just let the Trollogs march in and take your Ro-Bear Berbil fruit? And behave like cowards? I don't get it.
I don't know, makes perfect sense to me.
Look, your Berbils are being overrun, Ro-Bear-Bill.
Yes, they always are.
And we're just going to stand here and let it happen? Nothing much else to do.
I can't stand it! My, my, that certainly was exciting, Lion-O.
- Wasn't it Ro-Bear-Belle? - Oh, yes.
You're not angry with me for butting in, Ro-Bear-Bill? I lost control.
Well, yes, but no one got hurt after all.
No.
Anyway, the Trollogs shouldn't be bothering you for a while.
- No.
Poor Trollogs.
- You feel sorry for them? Even though they keep raiding the village for your Ro-Bear Berbil fruit? Oh, they don't do that for themselves.
Trollogs don't eat Berbil fruit.
They can't eat anything but the leaves of the Krawberry bushes.
The mountaintops above their caves are covered with those bushes but the Gigantors who live there won't let the Trollogs pick them unless they bring them Ro-Bear Berbil fruit.
And now the Trollogs must return empty-handed.
Oh, the Gigantors will be furious.
Don't be afraid.
Not of the sword, anyway.
It's a warning.
Sword of Omens, give me sight beyond sight.
Those things just have to be the Gigantors.
I could probably handle them myself.
Lion-O, no, please.
Call the other Thundercats.
Well, all right, Snarf.
Just to please you.
Thunder, thunder, thunder.
Thundercats, ho! - Look, the Thundercat signal.
- Lion-O needs us.
Let's go, Thundercats.
Do you suppose the Thundercats didn't see the signal, Lion-O? Can't worry about that now.
- That's it, Thundercats.
- Right.
They've had it.
Tygra, Cheetara, Panthro, Wilykat and Kit l've made some new friends, the Ro-Bear Berbils.
This is their elder, Ro-Bear-Bill.
And these are my people, the Thundercats.
The Thundercats have survived.
And now they have befriended the Ro-Bear Berbils.
They will have an endless food supply.
That cannot be allowed to happen.
Thank you, Lion-O.
And please thank your friends again too.
They're your friends too, Ro-Bear-Bill.
Friends help each other.
Plague.
Plague.
Locusts.
Oh, my goodness.
They'll wipe out our crops.
Wait, Ro-Bear-Bill.
I think there's something peculiar about that swarm.
In fact, I know there's something peculiar about it.
Up, bug.
Up and away from here, if you value your neck.
That's bet The sword, it's It's The sword, yes.
Call to it, Lion-O.
Call, and it will obey.
Jaga, yes.
Sword of Omens, come to my hand.
I, Lion-O, command it.
You must do better against the Thundercats next time, Mumm-Ra.
And you will.
Time means nothing to Mumm-Ra.
- Lion-O.
- Well, what kept you? It's kind of a long story.
Well, hello, Ro-Bear-Bill.
We are here to welcome you, Thundercats.
We are happy to have you as neighbors.
Well, I guess that makes it mutual.
Thank you for the feast, friends.
You'll join us, of course.
- Your home? - Yes.
Well, it will be.
We'll be building it right up there.
You will build it? Just you few? Oh, it'll take us quite a while, of course, but we'll Please.
We will help you build your home.
Well, thank you, but we couldn't allow you to.
- It's much too great an undertaking for - You said we were friends.
Friends help each other.
He has a point, Tygra.
I mean, doesn't he? He does indeed, Lion-O.
The Thundercats accept your kind offer, Ro-Bear-Bill, with gratitude.
A toast, to the Cats' Lair.
But the Thundercats are resourceful.
They could be bothersome.
They are all present at their camp except Lion-O, their young leader.
Excellent.
Since Lion-O always carries the Eye of Thundera with him embedded in the hilt of the Sword of Omens I needn't fear that it might be accidentally destroyed when I destroy the Thundercats.
You did it, a ThunderTank.
And you built it just from the junk you scrounged from the spaceship? Salvaged.
From equipment I salvaged from the ship.
I must admit, Panthro, I didn't think even you could do it.
Are you kidding? You're looking at the champion scrounger of the universe.
Looks like quite a storm coming up.
Is that thing rustproof? Wilykat, it's raining stones.
Stones, my whiskers.
Those are boulders.
- Into the ship, quickly.
- Not this cat.
I'm not leaving my baby alone.
Blasted rocks buried the spaceship too.
Everyone okay in there? Yes, luckily.
What kind of storm was that, anyway? It wasn't anything natural, that's certain.
We're getting awfully far from the Thundercat camp, Lion-O.
Go on back if you want to, Snarf.
Nobody forced you to come along.
Well, it's kind of creepy around here.
Oh, pretty soon you'll be jumping at your own shadow.
Who, me? Old Snarf isn't afraid of noth See? When you're fierce like me, you throw a fierce shadow, that's all.
Okay, go ahead and laugh, but I keep hearing things, Lion-O.
Naturally.
The jungle is teeming with life, and all of it is noisy.
Nice going, Snarf.
You scared them clear out of sight.
Snarf, don't.
What's the matter with you, Snarf? That thing was twice as big as you.
That don't faze me.
Just so's you know that everything I see isn't just shadows and imagination.
Never thought that for a second.
We'll turn back as soon as we see where this trail leads and Lion-O.
Can't get a foothold.
Sides too slippery.
I'll get you out, Lion-O.
Stay right there.
There's nothing else I can do.
Grab hold, Lion-O.
Pull yourself up.
That's what I'm doing, but I don't seem to be getting anywhere.
You must be doing something wrong then.
Old Snarf's as steady as a mountain.
Wha? Hey, is that your idea of a joke, Snarf? What's this? Snarf, what's going on? Watch it, he's slipping back.
- Pull.
- We're pulling, we're pulling.
Snarf! - Pull harder.
- Give us a break, he's heavy.
Snarf? Are you all right? Sort of.
Untie us at once.
I am Lion-O.
You dare to make fun of me, the Lord of the Thundercats? I don't guess they've heard of us.
The sky? Oh, yes.
We came from the sky.
And yes, we crashed.
Now where are they taking us? Maybe I'd better keep my fighting spirit in check till we find out.
- Shouldn't Lion-O be back by now? - I'm sure he's okay.
If he was in trouble, the Eye of Thundera would've summoned us.
Sure, no sense worrying.
He's a man now.
No use, Snarf.
I can't reach it.
This looks like the chief whatever-he-is coming over.
- You fell into one of our traps? - You heard him.
Berbils.
It may not be a good idea to make him sore, Lion-O.
Berbils.
Ro-Bear Berbils.
Berbils.
From the planet Ro-Bear.
Been here for Berbil years.
I think they're called Berbils, Snarf.
Ro-Bear Berbils.
That's not what I've been calling them.
Kind of a cheerful bunch, aren't they? Well, I gotta admit, they look better to me than when we was tied up.
Ro-Bear-Berbil-Belle.
Guests.
Eat.
Very good.
Well, thank you.
Hold on.
Not till I make sure it's safe.
It's delicious.
It sure is.
And what a change from those space rations we Thundercats have been living on.
- Where can this fruit be picked? - Ro-Bear-Bill.
Call me Ro-Bear-Bill.
Come.
Berbil fruit.
Meat fruit, bread fruit, veggie fruit of all kinds.
And candy fruit.
Candy fruit? Good.
Trollogs.
Attack.
Attack Ro-Bears.
Trollogs? - Ro-Bear-Bill, who are these Trollogs? - They live in the caves to the north.
From time to time they raid our village for the Ro-Bear Berbil fruit.
We'll help you.
Come on, Snarf.
Oh, no.
We couldn't involve you in our troubles.
You're our guest.
You need help.
Those stun darts aren't doing much good.
No, they never do.
- Then why do you use them? - Because we wouldn't want to hurt anyone.
Then why don't you just let the Trollogs march in and take your Ro-Bear Berbil fruit? And behave like cowards? I don't get it.
I don't know, makes perfect sense to me.
Look, your Berbils are being overrun, Ro-Bear-Bill.
Yes, they always are.
And we're just going to stand here and let it happen? Nothing much else to do.
I can't stand it! My, my, that certainly was exciting, Lion-O.
- Wasn't it Ro-Bear-Belle? - Oh, yes.
You're not angry with me for butting in, Ro-Bear-Bill? I lost control.
Well, yes, but no one got hurt after all.
No.
Anyway, the Trollogs shouldn't be bothering you for a while.
- No.
Poor Trollogs.
- You feel sorry for them? Even though they keep raiding the village for your Ro-Bear Berbil fruit? Oh, they don't do that for themselves.
Trollogs don't eat Berbil fruit.
They can't eat anything but the leaves of the Krawberry bushes.
The mountaintops above their caves are covered with those bushes but the Gigantors who live there won't let the Trollogs pick them unless they bring them Ro-Bear Berbil fruit.
And now the Trollogs must return empty-handed.
Oh, the Gigantors will be furious.
Don't be afraid.
Not of the sword, anyway.
It's a warning.
Sword of Omens, give me sight beyond sight.
Those things just have to be the Gigantors.
I could probably handle them myself.
Lion-O, no, please.
Call the other Thundercats.
Well, all right, Snarf.
Just to please you.
Thunder, thunder, thunder.
Thundercats, ho! - Look, the Thundercat signal.
- Lion-O needs us.
Let's go, Thundercats.
Do you suppose the Thundercats didn't see the signal, Lion-O? Can't worry about that now.
- That's it, Thundercats.
- Right.
They've had it.
Tygra, Cheetara, Panthro, Wilykat and Kit l've made some new friends, the Ro-Bear Berbils.
This is their elder, Ro-Bear-Bill.
And these are my people, the Thundercats.
The Thundercats have survived.
And now they have befriended the Ro-Bear Berbils.
They will have an endless food supply.
That cannot be allowed to happen.
Thank you, Lion-O.
And please thank your friends again too.
They're your friends too, Ro-Bear-Bill.
Friends help each other.
Plague.
Plague.
Locusts.
Oh, my goodness.
They'll wipe out our crops.
Wait, Ro-Bear-Bill.
I think there's something peculiar about that swarm.
In fact, I know there's something peculiar about it.
Up, bug.
Up and away from here, if you value your neck.
That's bet The sword, it's It's The sword, yes.
Call to it, Lion-O.
Call, and it will obey.
Jaga, yes.
Sword of Omens, come to my hand.
I, Lion-O, command it.
You must do better against the Thundercats next time, Mumm-Ra.
And you will.
Time means nothing to Mumm-Ra.
- Lion-O.
- Well, what kept you? It's kind of a long story.
Well, hello, Ro-Bear-Bill.
We are here to welcome you, Thundercats.
We are happy to have you as neighbors.
Well, I guess that makes it mutual.
Thank you for the feast, friends.
You'll join us, of course.
- Your home? - Yes.
Well, it will be.
We'll be building it right up there.
You will build it? Just you few? Oh, it'll take us quite a while, of course, but we'll Please.
We will help you build your home.
Well, thank you, but we couldn't allow you to.
- It's much too great an undertaking for - You said we were friends.
Friends help each other.
He has a point, Tygra.
I mean, doesn't he? He does indeed, Lion-O.
The Thundercats accept your kind offer, Ro-Bear-Bill, with gratitude.
A toast, to the Cats' Lair.