Sym-Bionic Titan (2010) s01e08 Episode Script
Shadows of Youth
King: It was the winter festival.
And our parents took Edward, modula, and I skiing.
We were little kids 8 or so, as I remember it.
It was freezing cold, so our parents offered to carry our skis for us.
Of course, modula and I agreed.
But not Edward.
He insisted on carrying his own skis.
Uphill, through freezing temperatures, heavy snow, he trudged ahead.
Never complaining, never wavering, his little fingers froze to his skis.
But he had to do it his way.
That moment defined him as the man that he was.
You knew him as the greatest scientific mind galaluna has ever known.
I know him as My friend.
You've made all the necessary arrangements? Modula: Don't worry.
Everything's taken care of.
King: Very well.
You'll be all right, Lance.
Lance: He's not even in there.
He'll be back.
He he always comes back.
Ilana: What's gonna happen to that boy, daddy? Where will he go? Where will he stay? Will he have friends? King: Yes, yes, my little princess.
We have taken care of everything.
Lance: He'll be back.
We have arrived at your destination.
[ Air hisses .]
Since when did this school become an orphanage? Guess your dad was crazy after all.
Went and blew himself up.
Ugh! You got my uniform dirty! [ Water dripping .]
I see you've met baron.
Nothing? No? Okay.
So, that little hovel of fun is your side.
And this great kingdom is mine! [ Dripping .]
Yeah, I know it's hard being the new kid.
Man, they used to give it to me good.
I'm still trying to pry my underwear out.
That your pops? Lance: Yes.
Hey! A word! There you go! Maybe later we can get you to say a whole sentence! [ Thunder crashes .]
[ Ding! .]
Lance: Dad?! What? Where? How? Lance: Sorry.
JustMy dad always comes home from the lab at 2:00 A.
M.
We have a snack.
Then he tells me about the stuff he's inventing.
[ Snoring .]
Lance: Night, dad.
These are the halls where we receive our great education! And here is our training facility.
Try not to get too excited.
Wait! I know! I knew it! We have a winner! Bet you've never seen anything like this before! Lance: It's the manus armor.
My dad created it.
Sure.
Of course he did.
You probably have your own, then, right? Right.
Well, one thing is for certain.
I'll never see the inside of one.
They're only for the elite.
And in case you haven't noticed, i'm not really elite material.
[ Belches .]
Lance: Do we really get to learn how to drive them? Uh, no.
Only a select few have the honor hand-chosen, the best of the best.
Baron's on that short list.
All he has to do is win the war games at the end of the term, and he's in.
Lance: Doesn't matter.
I-I won't be here that long.
My dad will be back by then.
[ Indistinct conversations .]
Thanks.
You still here? I'd have thought you would have left by now.
Lance: Why'd you let him take your food? Do I have a choice? Besides I can always eat yours.
[ Insects chirping .]
Lance: Dad?! [ Grunting .]
[ Laughter .]
You're coming with me.
I realize that things haven't been easy for you since Your father'sPassing.
And I know it can be difficult to be in a new place.
But you're going to have to try and fit in.
Lance: It was baron.
Do you have proof of this? That boy's got a perfect record.
You can't just make false accusations.
You should be grateful.
You're only here by the good graces of the general and the king.
I'm sure they would hate for you to let them down.
Lance: It won't happen again.
[ Buzzing .]
[ Door hisses .]
[ Electric humming .]
Whoa! [ Laughter .]
Care to join us? Okay, class.
Let's begin with combat training.
[ Both laugh .]
No full-body contact.
We were just sparring, commander.
Carry on.
[ Insects chirping .]
Hey, if being a coward means that they'll eventually get bored and leave me alone, then sign me up.
[ Sniffles .]
I told you.
Now look what you've done.
Lance: I've done? I was just trying to help you.
Did I ask you to? Everything was working out just fine for me until you Surprise inspection! Oh, no.
Baron, you were right.
This room is a mess.
Five demerits.
Clean it up! Lance: What are you doing? I can't be your roommate anymore.
Lance: What?! Why?! I'm going to ask for a new room assignment.
I just can't go through all this again.
Lance: Arthur [ Toy squeaks .]
Sorry, Lance.
[ Electricity crackles .]
Lance: I'll show them.
A galalunian battleship has crash-landed on a hostile planet.
You are the only survivors of the crash.
Aliens have captured your Captain, and it's up to you to save him.
This rescue is a suicide mission.
Most of you will not make it to the end.
Let the war games begin! [ All shouting .]
[ Laughter .]
Lance: Arthur! This way! Uh, no thanks.
I think I'll just stay here with the rest of the team.
[ Lasers shooting .]
Uh [ Whistles .]
[ Clatter .]
This is my time.
I'm gonna win this.
Losers don't belong in this school.
You might as well quit.
[ Clanking .]
No! Lance: I guess you're the loser.
Well done, soldier.
At tomorrow's graduation ceremony, you will be awarded the medal of excellence.
[ Beeping .]
[ People cheering .]
This isn't over.
Ilana: Aww! King: Another fine group of students this year.
Modula: You'll be especially proud of the medal of excellence winner.
King: Very well.
Perfect.
What are you doing? Shut up! This is war.
[ Gun cocks .]
We're ready for you, general.
[ Door hisses .]
[ Air hisses .]
Nowhere to run, Lance.
[ Mechanical whirring .]
Lance: Not so tough now.
Baron, this is going too far.
[ Mechanical whirring .]
Let's finish this.
Each year, one student is chosen for the medal of excellence.
Lance: [ grunts .]
[ Laughs .]
This is going to be good.
He has the distinction of being the youngest recipient in the history of the academy.
If this is any indication of what's to come, I think we're looking at a future member of the elite, perhaps even a royal guard.
[ Clangs .]
[ Alarm blaring .]
[ Alarm blaring .]
[ Missiles whistling .]
[ Alarm blaring .]
Please join me in honoring cadet Lance.
Lance? [ Bang! .]
[ Mechanical whirring .]
Lance: Baron! You have endangered the lives of your fellow classmates! Take them away! [ Door opens .]
You're lucky your dad bailed you out, baron.
Oh, and too bad your father can't bail you out of jail.
[ Chuckles .]
[ Door opens .]
King: [ sighs .]
Lance.
What am I going to do with you? I promised your father that I would care for you if anything ever happened to him.
I know it must be hard for you.
Hmm.
I am all too familiar with that silence.
Your father did the same thing when things didn't go his way.
But no matter what, I always believed in him As I believe in you.
I've spoken with your superiors.
You will stay here this summer and help repair the damage you caused.
It's up to you to repair your reputation.
I don't want to see you in here again.
Understand me, young man? Lance: With all due respect, you're not my father.
King: No.
But if he were here, he would be very disappointed in you.
Lance: Well, he's not.
He's gone.
[ Door hisses .]
And our parents took Edward, modula, and I skiing.
We were little kids 8 or so, as I remember it.
It was freezing cold, so our parents offered to carry our skis for us.
Of course, modula and I agreed.
But not Edward.
He insisted on carrying his own skis.
Uphill, through freezing temperatures, heavy snow, he trudged ahead.
Never complaining, never wavering, his little fingers froze to his skis.
But he had to do it his way.
That moment defined him as the man that he was.
You knew him as the greatest scientific mind galaluna has ever known.
I know him as My friend.
You've made all the necessary arrangements? Modula: Don't worry.
Everything's taken care of.
King: Very well.
You'll be all right, Lance.
Lance: He's not even in there.
He'll be back.
He he always comes back.
Ilana: What's gonna happen to that boy, daddy? Where will he go? Where will he stay? Will he have friends? King: Yes, yes, my little princess.
We have taken care of everything.
Lance: He'll be back.
We have arrived at your destination.
[ Air hisses .]
Since when did this school become an orphanage? Guess your dad was crazy after all.
Went and blew himself up.
Ugh! You got my uniform dirty! [ Water dripping .]
I see you've met baron.
Nothing? No? Okay.
So, that little hovel of fun is your side.
And this great kingdom is mine! [ Dripping .]
Yeah, I know it's hard being the new kid.
Man, they used to give it to me good.
I'm still trying to pry my underwear out.
That your pops? Lance: Yes.
Hey! A word! There you go! Maybe later we can get you to say a whole sentence! [ Thunder crashes .]
[ Ding! .]
Lance: Dad?! What? Where? How? Lance: Sorry.
JustMy dad always comes home from the lab at 2:00 A.
M.
We have a snack.
Then he tells me about the stuff he's inventing.
[ Snoring .]
Lance: Night, dad.
These are the halls where we receive our great education! And here is our training facility.
Try not to get too excited.
Wait! I know! I knew it! We have a winner! Bet you've never seen anything like this before! Lance: It's the manus armor.
My dad created it.
Sure.
Of course he did.
You probably have your own, then, right? Right.
Well, one thing is for certain.
I'll never see the inside of one.
They're only for the elite.
And in case you haven't noticed, i'm not really elite material.
[ Belches .]
Lance: Do we really get to learn how to drive them? Uh, no.
Only a select few have the honor hand-chosen, the best of the best.
Baron's on that short list.
All he has to do is win the war games at the end of the term, and he's in.
Lance: Doesn't matter.
I-I won't be here that long.
My dad will be back by then.
[ Indistinct conversations .]
Thanks.
You still here? I'd have thought you would have left by now.
Lance: Why'd you let him take your food? Do I have a choice? Besides I can always eat yours.
[ Insects chirping .]
Lance: Dad?! [ Grunting .]
[ Laughter .]
You're coming with me.
I realize that things haven't been easy for you since Your father'sPassing.
And I know it can be difficult to be in a new place.
But you're going to have to try and fit in.
Lance: It was baron.
Do you have proof of this? That boy's got a perfect record.
You can't just make false accusations.
You should be grateful.
You're only here by the good graces of the general and the king.
I'm sure they would hate for you to let them down.
Lance: It won't happen again.
[ Buzzing .]
[ Door hisses .]
[ Electric humming .]
Whoa! [ Laughter .]
Care to join us? Okay, class.
Let's begin with combat training.
[ Both laugh .]
No full-body contact.
We were just sparring, commander.
Carry on.
[ Insects chirping .]
Hey, if being a coward means that they'll eventually get bored and leave me alone, then sign me up.
[ Sniffles .]
I told you.
Now look what you've done.
Lance: I've done? I was just trying to help you.
Did I ask you to? Everything was working out just fine for me until you Surprise inspection! Oh, no.
Baron, you were right.
This room is a mess.
Five demerits.
Clean it up! Lance: What are you doing? I can't be your roommate anymore.
Lance: What?! Why?! I'm going to ask for a new room assignment.
I just can't go through all this again.
Lance: Arthur [ Toy squeaks .]
Sorry, Lance.
[ Electricity crackles .]
Lance: I'll show them.
A galalunian battleship has crash-landed on a hostile planet.
You are the only survivors of the crash.
Aliens have captured your Captain, and it's up to you to save him.
This rescue is a suicide mission.
Most of you will not make it to the end.
Let the war games begin! [ All shouting .]
[ Laughter .]
Lance: Arthur! This way! Uh, no thanks.
I think I'll just stay here with the rest of the team.
[ Lasers shooting .]
Uh [ Whistles .]
[ Clatter .]
This is my time.
I'm gonna win this.
Losers don't belong in this school.
You might as well quit.
[ Clanking .]
No! Lance: I guess you're the loser.
Well done, soldier.
At tomorrow's graduation ceremony, you will be awarded the medal of excellence.
[ Beeping .]
[ People cheering .]
This isn't over.
Ilana: Aww! King: Another fine group of students this year.
Modula: You'll be especially proud of the medal of excellence winner.
King: Very well.
Perfect.
What are you doing? Shut up! This is war.
[ Gun cocks .]
We're ready for you, general.
[ Door hisses .]
[ Air hisses .]
Nowhere to run, Lance.
[ Mechanical whirring .]
Lance: Not so tough now.
Baron, this is going too far.
[ Mechanical whirring .]
Let's finish this.
Each year, one student is chosen for the medal of excellence.
Lance: [ grunts .]
[ Laughs .]
This is going to be good.
He has the distinction of being the youngest recipient in the history of the academy.
If this is any indication of what's to come, I think we're looking at a future member of the elite, perhaps even a royal guard.
[ Clangs .]
[ Alarm blaring .]
[ Alarm blaring .]
[ Missiles whistling .]
[ Alarm blaring .]
Please join me in honoring cadet Lance.
Lance? [ Bang! .]
[ Mechanical whirring .]
Lance: Baron! You have endangered the lives of your fellow classmates! Take them away! [ Door opens .]
You're lucky your dad bailed you out, baron.
Oh, and too bad your father can't bail you out of jail.
[ Chuckles .]
[ Door opens .]
King: [ sighs .]
Lance.
What am I going to do with you? I promised your father that I would care for you if anything ever happened to him.
I know it must be hard for you.
Hmm.
I am all too familiar with that silence.
Your father did the same thing when things didn't go his way.
But no matter what, I always believed in him As I believe in you.
I've spoken with your superiors.
You will stay here this summer and help repair the damage you caused.
It's up to you to repair your reputation.
I don't want to see you in here again.
Understand me, young man? Lance: With all due respect, you're not my father.
King: No.
But if he were here, he would be very disappointed in you.
Lance: Well, he's not.
He's gone.
[ Door hisses .]