Beastmaster 2: Through the Portal of Time Page #4

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and my knees are weak #

# Ooh, and there's that

look in your eyes #

# Oh, I feel like I'm fallin' #

# Fallin' in love #

# Oh, feels like the first time #

# And I can't get enough #

# Oh, I feel like I'm fallin'... #

Yes, my friends.

Quite barbaric.

# Fallin' in love #

# Hey, boy, what ya doing'

what ya doin' #

# In my world? #

# Ooh, do you think I could ever #

# Ever be your girl? #

# It's some kind of voodoo #

[ horn honks ]

That's the horn.

# I'm fallin' under your spell #

# Ooh, there's that look

in your eyes #

# Oh, feels like I'm fallin' #

# Fallin' in love... #

Your world,

my world.

Just as crazy.

Yeah. You have the smog,

whatever that is.

Just don't breathe too deeply, OK?

# Oh, fallin' in love #

Ooh!

Ah!

Oh, those were nice girls,

weren't they?

Sure.

Ah, you're a pretty good sort.

So are you, my friend.

What's with the hair?

Ha ha ha!

Aah!

I am entering your mind.

I shall feed on your memories

and know all that you know.

You shall tell me

how to get to your military base

and what skills I need

to survive your world,

and when you're finished,

your mind shall be blank,

and all that you know

shall cease to be.

Hi, Wendel!

Hmm. No visible dents.

Thank you.

Have you heard from Daddy yet?

Yes.

Oh, good.

Uh, he says you're not to move

until he returns tomorrow.

Tomorrow? Wendel, I told you.

It can't wait.

Well, he can't be reached.

He's in a meeting there's no telephone.

Oh, Wendel.

I swear, Miss Jackie.

Sure, Wendel.

Well, is there anything to eat?

We're totally famished.

For you, Miss Jackie,

always.

Dar, in here.

Let's eat.

Mmm.

Does it speak?

Usually to animals.

This is Dar.

He's my friend.

Not another surfer?

No. I'd say he's more

of an animal trainer.

Oh. Ohh.

Your father will be overjoyed.

Is this to eat or to look upon?

Good question.

Eat.

Mmm!

What?

I haven't eaten anything but roots

for the last few days, OK?

Another of your exotic diets?

Is he housebroken?

Caw!

Miss Jackie,

I think this may be going too far.

Don't worry, Wendel.

This is Sharak, Kodo, and Podo.

They won't hurt you.

My God...

he is an animal trainer.

Your food...

very colorful.

Well, colorants and preservatives

are our main source of nutrition.

Shorten life, but...

mmm...

they taste good.

Miss Jackie, this has gone far enough.

Uh, I'm calling your father.

Good, because, Wendel,

we really need to talk to him.

Arklon-- we must find him.

Come on, Dar.

Let's watch the 6:00 news.

Uh, is Senator Trent there?

Yes, I know he's in a meeting.

But this is an emergency.

Tell him I will not be responsible.

For what?

For a-- a pterodactyl

and a bunch of rats

loose in the house.

Where's the remote control?

What are these images?

These are pictures.

See, that's one of Daddy and me,

and this is Daddy and my mom.

She's not with us any longer.

She is...

away on a journey?

No. She died a couple of years ago.

You must miss her.

I do.

Come on. Let's watch the news.

Oh, Harry.

Harry.

Gloria.

Harry, Harry!

Gloria.

Harry.

Gloria.

What is this?

This is television, Dar.

Pictures of our world.

Doctors say that Former

President Reagan

will be able to dress himself again

in no time.

Nobody admits that they watch it,

but everybody has at least two of them.

...is about to test a nuclear device

known as the neutron detonator.

What are you doing here?

I'm singing.

I study music.

See, it's real important to me

to convey emotion.

You know, like laughs or tears.

According to an article

in the National Enquirer,

this weapon is capable...

Arklon.

within a 1000-miles radius.

The government has

given no official word

of its existence.

Neutron detonator.

This geek's really trying to get the bomb!

Naval research center at Long Beach.

Can you find him?

My pedal is already to the metal.

We can't go dressed like this.

Daddy's thing will fit you.

Go, birdie, please.

Go away. Fly away home.

Here. Put this on.

Yee-ha!

You look great.

Let's get out of here.

Wendel, tell Daddy that I'm going

to stop World War III.

Come on.

Uh, don't forget your bird!

Go, go!

Ah!

Bye-bye, birdie.

Pardon me, sir.

I'll be your liaison here on the base,

Lieutenant Colonel.

You again.

At your service.

[ chuckling ]

Somehow I expected to

find you here, Lyranna.

Great minds think alike.

I suppose you know

where the neutron detonator is located?

Well, of course.

I even have the security badges

to get us inside.

Badges? I don't need badges!

I'm sorry, sir,

but I cannot allow you inside.

Would you care to explain that, Sergeant?

Your papers are correct,

but your badges only give

you E-2 clearance.

This is an E-1 security area.

You want me to tell General Binns

that we were refused entry

because security made some error

and gave us the wrong badges?

That won't be necessary

I'll call security.

I'm sure we can clear this up immediately.

OK.

That should do it.

Does it check out?

Yeah.

Got to disarm this thing.

Now cease all resistance.

You can't take that!

[ alarm sounds ]

Red alert!

Red alert! Sector "B".

Red alert, Sector "B".

Don't you hate when that happens?

One of my former partners

had the same problem.

No! Wait!

The detonator's armed!

We've got to stop him.

[ alarm sounds ]

- Oh!

- Uhh!

Hey, stop!

Let's go. Move it.

Go, go, go go!

Arklon, hurry!

Hurry!

Aah!

All that you know shall be mine.

Get out of my brain!

Oh, yes.

Oh, yes.

Yes!

Yes!

So, my lovely lovely.

You intended to kill me

so you could rule my kingdom by yourself?

No! You need me to get out!

Uhh!

[ chuckling ]

The portal opens only on a full moon.

And that's tonight.

Bye-bye.

[ gears grind ]

Arklon! Scum of the swamp!

May tarantulas grow in your mouth!

[ gunshots ]

Cursed witch!

Yes, sir.

This is a red alert.

Yes, sir!

Red alert.

Right.

Is that clear?

This is a red alert!

I know what a red alert is.

Hi.

We're here to see General Binns.

My father's senator--

Senator or not, lady,

nobody's getting in during a red alert.

This is absolutely ridiculous.

Aah!

Arklon!

Stop! Stop!

Don't you know the vulcan death grip

or something a little less violent?

What, you again?

At your service.

Get out of my car!

What do you wish me to do, fly?

You are a witch, aren't you?

Now, get out!

You need me to help you find him.

I thought you were on Arklon's side.

I'm on my side, kid.

In your world, I'd be an arbitrage.

Arklon is going to the portal.

That alley that we came through.

He has two hours after

sundown to pass through,

or it closes on him.

It'll take us that long to get there.

You better be telling the truth, Witch, or--

I know.

You've cleave my black heart

from my bosom.

Why does everyone want

to cleave my bosom?

If you ask me,

it cleaves just fine by itself.

We lost the jeep. Inform headquarters.

Get General Binns

to coordinate with the police.

Head back to base.

Victory!

[ telephone rings ]

If you hadn't let him go

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