Escape from Pleasure Planet

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Greetings, Princess Dyanna.

I hope you had a safe journey.

I am Cassia,

the liaison for your visit.

The Princess is not

used to travelling

in such stormy conditions.

My apologies.

This is our off season.

But the storms

will not interfere

in your vacation here

at Pleasure Station.

Of that I can assure you both.

Tara's my bodyguard,

not my companion.

I see.

Well, we have many activities

to keep your

"body guard" occupied,

while you may entertain

yourself privately.

That won't be necessary.

I would just like to make sure

you know who the client is.

Of course, Princess.

Welcome to Pleasure Station,

where your every fantasy

becomes real.

Doesn't look very inviting.

This is merely our greeting bay.

I assure you

the rest of the station

will be much more

to your liking.

The Princess has

very specific needs.

We called ahead.

I understand the Princesses

desires completely.

All preparations have been

made as requested.

And if I can personally

be of any assistance,

please don't hesitate

to call upon me.

That won't be necessary.

I will attend to

any of the Princesses needs.

Tara, I can speak for myself.

Of course, Princess.

It's your security

I'm most concerned for.

I understand, but please know,

the Pleasure Station has one of

the largest security forces

in the sector.

You have

absolutely nothing to fear.

Thank you, Cassia.

Tara is paid to worry about me.

Now, I'd like to

get on with my vacation.

Time here is short.

As you wish, Princess.

Please follow me.

Oh, and I hope you

didn't bring a swim suit.

There's something

about her that I don't like.

How do we know

we can trust her?

Tara, you're always

so suspicious.

She's just an employee.

Every time an attractive woman

comes around,

out come your claws.

It's not that, your highness.

It's just...

There's something

about her.

I feel like

I've seen her before.

I'd like to see more of her.

But for now,

put your suspicions aside

and let me enjoy myself.

Of course, Princess.

I hear the pleasure droids

of Exter are

like none other.

Let's find out.

Master.

Is everything ready as planned?

Yes, Aria, standing by.

And the Princess is here?

She is.

Our intelligence was correct.

And is she alone?

No, master,

she has one body guard with her.

Only one?

How foolish.

Where is she now?

She is in the Venusian grotto,

being "entertained"

by a pleasure droid.

Hmm, excellent.

My fleet is standing by

and prepared to attack.

Soon we will control this station

and create a new outpost

for my Recusa star system.

And the Princess?

Once she becomes our prisoner

no one will dare

retaliate against us.

She is the jewel

in the crown of hostages.

With her in our pocket,

all resistance will cease.

Without her...

Our planet will be destroyed

by the Federation.

That won't happen.

You'll see to that,

won't you?

Your desire is my command.

Start the attack!

Commence attack

on Pleasure Station.

Crush all opposition.

Now, bring me the Princess.

Soon this rotten little asteroid

will be all mine!

Your masseuse awaits you,

Princess.

Good.

I hope she has strong hands.

I could use one after that.

What's that?

Smoke detector?

We're under siege,

your Highness.

Why would anyone attack

the Pleasure Station?

I think it's a plot

to kidnap you.

Kidnap me?

Aria of Electros has always

been a rebel traitor.

I'm sure she's behind this.

Aria? Just my luck.

Caught in an alien whore house

with my pants down.

We've got to get out of here.

Come on, let's try

the loading dock.

Maybe we can hijack

an escape shuttle.

Okay.

These space pimps are no match

for my skilled pilots.

This won't last long.

Hurry, we don't have much time!

But do you think this thing

will actually fly?

There's only one way

to find out.

But do you really

know how to fly this thing?

Does it really matter

at this point?

All right, here we go.

Fingers crossed.

We got incoming.

Well, at least if it's

my time to perish,

I died after being licked senseless

by an android hooker.

Don't talk like that.

We're not gonna die...

I hope.

There's one coming right at us.

Oh, no... ah.

We've got one left behind us.

I don't think I can shake him.

Hey, pal, tailgating is illegal

in this quadrant.

Good job, Princess.

But we're headed straight

towards that asteroid belt.

It's our only chance.

Do you think we can out

maneuver them without killing us?

Are you crazy?

I don't know how to fly this thing.

Then let's just close our eyes.

We've slowed down.

Does that mean we've entered

a friendly solar system

where we'll we welcomed

and meet new friends

who will protect us

from Aria's evil plans to kidnap me?

Um, no.

It means

the engine's on fire.

Damn it! Now what?

We only have one choice.

We have to

jettison ourselves

off of this ship

and take our chances.

Chances, but where?

There's a planet,

straight ahead.

Where is she?

I don't know.

They must have found

a way to escape.

How is that possible?

We have the place surrounded.

Perhaps they stole

one of the escape shuttles.

Eluding my trained fighters?

I don't believe it.

I'm afraid it's true, Aria.

We've had reports of

one small ship slipping through.

It must be them.

Do you know what this means?

That I won't be vacationing

in Qualitron next week.

When they find out we don't have

the Princess held hostage,

our asses won't

be worth a plug nickel.

What do we do?

You've got to find her

and bring her to me.

In the meantime, I'll pretend

as if we really do have her.

That should stall off

a counter attack for now.

But you need to hurry.

I can't get busted again.

I'm on my third strike.

I'll do my best, master.

All royal family members have

an implanted tracking chip in them.

Use that and

it'll lead you right to her.

Isn't this amazing?

Just look at it.

Let me guess.

45 hundred new numbers

you've never seen before.

Better than that, 48 hundred.

Every day I send dozens of

messages out into space.

Every day, I wait for

someone to answer back.

Collect call from Uranus

on line two.

You're killing me, Jake.

I know to you

this is all trivial.

But to me this is important.

I know something is gonna happen,

something big.

I haven't seen anything big

from you in days.

Suzi, I'll make time

for you this weekend.

But right now,

I've gotta wait to see if someone in

the outer reaches of space

wants to instant message me.

Trust me, babe,

E.T. is not phoning home.

If you're bored, why don't you

just go home, call it a day?

It's not that I'm bored, Jake.

The only time I get to see you

is when I hang out here.

That's not true.

We do live together.

No we don't.

I live in a big house

with a big comfy bed.

And you live... here,

in UFO central.

The search for extraterrestrial life

is a thankless one,

but it's my job.

To look for UFO's

where there are none?

I wish you could see

how important this is.

If I were to actually

make contact

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