Thundercats (1985) s01e04 Episode Script
004 - The Slaves of Castle Plun-Darr
Follow me if you can, Wilykat.
If I can? Are you kidding, Wilykit? All right, all right, so my foot slipped.
Look.
Who are they? And what are they doing? You mean what are they? And where are they going? Move it.
Get along there.
Faster, you lazy Brute-Men.
On to Castle Plun-Darr.
The Mutants.
And they've enslaved those poor creatures they call "Brute-Men.
" Yes, and we've got to find out what those devils are up to.
Come on, Kit.
Oh, my goodness, Wilykat, look.
That must be the Castle Plun-Darr they were just talking about.
I don't wanna be anywhere near a horrible-looking place like that.
We've got to get back and tell the other Thundercats about this place.
Careful.
There's a Monkian right below us.
Look who's telling whom to be care Hey, what's going on up there? Yike! He sees us.
So Thunderkittens, the pesky ones.
Beat it, Wilykit.
If you think you'll escape through the trees you've chosen the wrong route.
Wilykat, he's gaining on us.
If you didn't keep looking back, you wouldn't know that.
Keep going.
End of the road, Thunderkits.
I only wish you were the full-sized ones.
Run, Kit.
I'll hold this knuckle-dragger off.
No.
We'll face him together.
You couldn't outrace me in the trees anyway.
Thanks for saving me the trouble of chasing you.
Monkian.
Impatient, little one? - Your turn will come.
- I'm taking my turn now.
You've got a pretty good aerial act, monkey-brain.
But it would be even better if you had claws.
Monkians sure know how to fall, don't they? They could use a bit of practice landing, though.
- It works, Tygra.
- It certainly does, Cheetara.
We'll be able to see for miles around once Panthro gets the telescopic equipment in.
I wouldn't have believed the Ro-Bear Berbils could have followed your plans so closely.
They're just as clever as they are gentle.
We have much to thank the Ro-Bear Berbils for.
Without their offer to help, we'd still be working on the foundation.
Tygra, look.
Wilykat and Kit are back.
And they look agitated.
Yes.
We'd better go see if something's wrong.
And These These creatures Easy, now.
Easy.
Here's Tygra and Cheetara.
They'll wanna hear about it too.
Tygra.
Tygra.
The Mutants are building a scary place called Castle Plun-Darr.
They're forcing these creatures called Brute-Men to work on it, and Brute-Men? I don't know if I can describe them.
They look as if they were created out of leftover parts.
Yes, that's what they're like, only much bigger.
But not much upstairs, eh? They've enslaved them.
Who did what, Tygra? The Mutants, Lion-O.
Apparently they've made slaves of a simple tribe of creatures called Brute-Men.
I've been dying to give the ThunderTank a real workout and there's just never going to be a better reason for a trial run.
Let's go, Thundercats.
You two stand guard back here.
And you let them escape? They got lucky, that's all.
The kittens will bring the cats.
The Thundercats, yes? The slaves haven't dug the phosphor moat yet, the lazy blobs.
We're still vulnerable until it's completed.
Have the Brute-Men erect a barricade, fast.
Faster! Get moving! No laying back there.
Lift, you worthless hulk.
That's enough.
Lock up the slaves and set the ambush.
I'd say the ThunderTank is passing its trial run with flying colors.
I don't see anyone.
No Mutants, no Brute-Men.
You can bet that they're lying in wait for us nearby, though.
And that must be Castle Plun-Darr.
The Brute-Men are probably inside.
I'm going to have a closer look.
Good.
And while you do that we'll move in from the sides and try to ferret out the scurvy Mutants.
The dungeons are probably below somewhere.
Someone's there, beyond that door.
Locked.
Take it easy, fellas.
Help is on the way.
Someone's coming.
I smell Thundercats.
This will slow you down.
You're trying too hard, Jackalman.
Just follow your nose.
Care for another little spin, Monkian? Anything I can see, I can hit.
This isn't the time to branch out, Monkian.
So I face the great Panthro.
I am not impressed, panther.
You're no work of art yourself, you scaly reptile.
Let's see what you've got, Slithe.
Had enough, reptilian? I am unarmed, Thundercat.
Dare you face me the same way? I prefer it.
We'll finish this hand to hand.
You're not prisoners now.
You can leave this dungeon.
No, no.
That way.
The way out is over there.
That devil Panthro is more than I bargained for.
Since I cannot defeat him physically, I must rely on my reptilian cunning.
The dungeon door, someone unlocked it.
And the Brute-Men are loose.
How did? But wait, I can turn this to my advantage.
A dose of warp gas will reverse the Brute-Men's natures and turn these meek blobs into raving monsters.
That will stop even the great Panthro.
Feel strange.
Angry.
Get out of my way! Let me out of here! Slithe.
I'm coming for you.
I'm here, Thunderkitten, yes and ready for you.
Brute-Men.
But these guys are supposed to be gentle.
Hey.
I'm here to help you What happened? Felt strange.
Mean.
That gas.
A Thundercat in trouble.
Sword of Omens, give me sight beyond sight.
It's Panthro, and he's trying to hold off the gas-maddened Brute-Men.
Will the Eye of Thundera penetrate stone? We'll soon know.
Thunder, thunder, thunder.
Thundercats, ho! Tygra, there's trouble.
Yes, from inside the castle.
Let's go, Cheetara.
Slithe, what's with the Brute-Men? Are they revolting? They are indeed, but not the way you mean.
What is it then? What drove them berserk? Warp gas.
By reversing the Brute-Men's nature they were able to drive even the mighty Panthro back.
The other Thundercats have been summoned.
I will welcome their arrival as well.
Yes.
Lion-O, what's the trouble? It's Panthro.
He's being attacked by the Brute-Men.
- But why? - The Mutants have done something to them.
And Panthro is trying not to fight them.
But if the Brute-Men are innocent, we can't fight them either.
What can we do? I don't know, but we have to do something.
- Come on.
- Wait.
Look maybe we won't have to do anything.
What made them switch off like that? Not that I'm complaining.
What's with them? Why aren't the Brute-Men attacking? - The warp gas has worn off.
- So give them another belt.
Yes.
So that's it.
Warp gas.
I thought the Interstellar Council ruled against warp gas.
When did the Mutants ever go by the rules? Rules are only meaningful if people agree to follow them.
Otherwise, they're just words.
Lion-O, look out! The warp gas is moving right at you.
Oh, no, not again.
Look, the sword's force field is pushing the warp gas back.
And look where it's headed.
Breathe deeply, Slithe.
Slithe, do something.
Make them go back.
Hold your breath.
Run! Run and hide! Their evil ploy backfired on them.
Yeah, their warp gas turned the meek Brute-Men vicious and made the Mutants meek.
Not for long, I'm afraid.
- No.
No such luck.
- Oh, no.
Lion-O.
Get back, Lion-O.
These poor creatures can't help what they're doing, Lion-O.
You mustn't fight them.
I won't fight them.
But the Lord of the Thundercats can't run.
Lion-O, pride can be a good thing but pride carried too far is foolishness.
They've stopped.
The warp gas has worn off just in time.
The Brute-Men are their normal, docile selves again.
Go, gentle Brute-Men.
Return to your simple lives and peaceful ways.
Don't you understand? You're not slaves anymore.
- You're free.
- Free! Well, the Brute-Men seemed to understand the word "free" all right, didn't they? Everyone does, Lion-O.
Even those who would deprive others of their freedom.
And then the Brute-Men just turned and walked away without so much as a thanks.
Is that why you fought to free them, Lion-O, for thanks? You wasted your time, then didn't you? - I did not.
I did it because Because Because it was the right thing to do.
Nobody bothers to mention that he was just following old Snarf's example.
Oh, no.
If I can? Are you kidding, Wilykit? All right, all right, so my foot slipped.
Look.
Who are they? And what are they doing? You mean what are they? And where are they going? Move it.
Get along there.
Faster, you lazy Brute-Men.
On to Castle Plun-Darr.
The Mutants.
And they've enslaved those poor creatures they call "Brute-Men.
" Yes, and we've got to find out what those devils are up to.
Come on, Kit.
Oh, my goodness, Wilykat, look.
That must be the Castle Plun-Darr they were just talking about.
I don't wanna be anywhere near a horrible-looking place like that.
We've got to get back and tell the other Thundercats about this place.
Careful.
There's a Monkian right below us.
Look who's telling whom to be care Hey, what's going on up there? Yike! He sees us.
So Thunderkittens, the pesky ones.
Beat it, Wilykit.
If you think you'll escape through the trees you've chosen the wrong route.
Wilykat, he's gaining on us.
If you didn't keep looking back, you wouldn't know that.
Keep going.
End of the road, Thunderkits.
I only wish you were the full-sized ones.
Run, Kit.
I'll hold this knuckle-dragger off.
No.
We'll face him together.
You couldn't outrace me in the trees anyway.
Thanks for saving me the trouble of chasing you.
Monkian.
Impatient, little one? - Your turn will come.
- I'm taking my turn now.
You've got a pretty good aerial act, monkey-brain.
But it would be even better if you had claws.
Monkians sure know how to fall, don't they? They could use a bit of practice landing, though.
- It works, Tygra.
- It certainly does, Cheetara.
We'll be able to see for miles around once Panthro gets the telescopic equipment in.
I wouldn't have believed the Ro-Bear Berbils could have followed your plans so closely.
They're just as clever as they are gentle.
We have much to thank the Ro-Bear Berbils for.
Without their offer to help, we'd still be working on the foundation.
Tygra, look.
Wilykat and Kit are back.
And they look agitated.
Yes.
We'd better go see if something's wrong.
And These These creatures Easy, now.
Easy.
Here's Tygra and Cheetara.
They'll wanna hear about it too.
Tygra.
Tygra.
The Mutants are building a scary place called Castle Plun-Darr.
They're forcing these creatures called Brute-Men to work on it, and Brute-Men? I don't know if I can describe them.
They look as if they were created out of leftover parts.
Yes, that's what they're like, only much bigger.
But not much upstairs, eh? They've enslaved them.
Who did what, Tygra? The Mutants, Lion-O.
Apparently they've made slaves of a simple tribe of creatures called Brute-Men.
I've been dying to give the ThunderTank a real workout and there's just never going to be a better reason for a trial run.
Let's go, Thundercats.
You two stand guard back here.
And you let them escape? They got lucky, that's all.
The kittens will bring the cats.
The Thundercats, yes? The slaves haven't dug the phosphor moat yet, the lazy blobs.
We're still vulnerable until it's completed.
Have the Brute-Men erect a barricade, fast.
Faster! Get moving! No laying back there.
Lift, you worthless hulk.
That's enough.
Lock up the slaves and set the ambush.
I'd say the ThunderTank is passing its trial run with flying colors.
I don't see anyone.
No Mutants, no Brute-Men.
You can bet that they're lying in wait for us nearby, though.
And that must be Castle Plun-Darr.
The Brute-Men are probably inside.
I'm going to have a closer look.
Good.
And while you do that we'll move in from the sides and try to ferret out the scurvy Mutants.
The dungeons are probably below somewhere.
Someone's there, beyond that door.
Locked.
Take it easy, fellas.
Help is on the way.
Someone's coming.
I smell Thundercats.
This will slow you down.
You're trying too hard, Jackalman.
Just follow your nose.
Care for another little spin, Monkian? Anything I can see, I can hit.
This isn't the time to branch out, Monkian.
So I face the great Panthro.
I am not impressed, panther.
You're no work of art yourself, you scaly reptile.
Let's see what you've got, Slithe.
Had enough, reptilian? I am unarmed, Thundercat.
Dare you face me the same way? I prefer it.
We'll finish this hand to hand.
You're not prisoners now.
You can leave this dungeon.
No, no.
That way.
The way out is over there.
That devil Panthro is more than I bargained for.
Since I cannot defeat him physically, I must rely on my reptilian cunning.
The dungeon door, someone unlocked it.
And the Brute-Men are loose.
How did? But wait, I can turn this to my advantage.
A dose of warp gas will reverse the Brute-Men's natures and turn these meek blobs into raving monsters.
That will stop even the great Panthro.
Feel strange.
Angry.
Get out of my way! Let me out of here! Slithe.
I'm coming for you.
I'm here, Thunderkitten, yes and ready for you.
Brute-Men.
But these guys are supposed to be gentle.
Hey.
I'm here to help you What happened? Felt strange.
Mean.
That gas.
A Thundercat in trouble.
Sword of Omens, give me sight beyond sight.
It's Panthro, and he's trying to hold off the gas-maddened Brute-Men.
Will the Eye of Thundera penetrate stone? We'll soon know.
Thunder, thunder, thunder.
Thundercats, ho! Tygra, there's trouble.
Yes, from inside the castle.
Let's go, Cheetara.
Slithe, what's with the Brute-Men? Are they revolting? They are indeed, but not the way you mean.
What is it then? What drove them berserk? Warp gas.
By reversing the Brute-Men's nature they were able to drive even the mighty Panthro back.
The other Thundercats have been summoned.
I will welcome their arrival as well.
Yes.
Lion-O, what's the trouble? It's Panthro.
He's being attacked by the Brute-Men.
- But why? - The Mutants have done something to them.
And Panthro is trying not to fight them.
But if the Brute-Men are innocent, we can't fight them either.
What can we do? I don't know, but we have to do something.
- Come on.
- Wait.
Look maybe we won't have to do anything.
What made them switch off like that? Not that I'm complaining.
What's with them? Why aren't the Brute-Men attacking? - The warp gas has worn off.
- So give them another belt.
Yes.
So that's it.
Warp gas.
I thought the Interstellar Council ruled against warp gas.
When did the Mutants ever go by the rules? Rules are only meaningful if people agree to follow them.
Otherwise, they're just words.
Lion-O, look out! The warp gas is moving right at you.
Oh, no, not again.
Look, the sword's force field is pushing the warp gas back.
And look where it's headed.
Breathe deeply, Slithe.
Slithe, do something.
Make them go back.
Hold your breath.
Run! Run and hide! Their evil ploy backfired on them.
Yeah, their warp gas turned the meek Brute-Men vicious and made the Mutants meek.
Not for long, I'm afraid.
- No.
No such luck.
- Oh, no.
Lion-O.
Get back, Lion-O.
These poor creatures can't help what they're doing, Lion-O.
You mustn't fight them.
I won't fight them.
But the Lord of the Thundercats can't run.
Lion-O, pride can be a good thing but pride carried too far is foolishness.
They've stopped.
The warp gas has worn off just in time.
The Brute-Men are their normal, docile selves again.
Go, gentle Brute-Men.
Return to your simple lives and peaceful ways.
Don't you understand? You're not slaves anymore.
- You're free.
- Free! Well, the Brute-Men seemed to understand the word "free" all right, didn't they? Everyone does, Lion-O.
Even those who would deprive others of their freedom.
And then the Brute-Men just turned and walked away without so much as a thanks.
Is that why you fought to free them, Lion-O, for thanks? You wasted your time, then didn't you? - I did not.
I did it because Because Because it was the right thing to do.
Nobody bothers to mention that he was just following old Snarf's example.
Oh, no.