Leprechaun 4: In Space Page #5

Books, help her out!

Move out!

Oh, God...

Dr. Mittenhand.

All right,

I'm taking him out.

No! You'll kill the hostage.

It's them or us.

I want him as bad as you,

but we can't kill innocent people.

She's a member of

the Domininan royal family.

I don't give a damn

if she's the Queen of Soul.

That bastard killed Delores,

and I'm taking him out!

- No you're not!

- Sticks, at ease!

Cupcake's right.

We can't hurt the hostage.

Books, you're up.

Cover me.

What is the meaning

of this intrusion?

Lady, are you all right?

Kneel before me, swine.

I am the future Queen of Dominia.

Where is he?

That is none of your business,

you impertinent moron.

You really are beginning

to annoy me. Not a wise idea.

I'm right here, laddies.

Hold your fire,

hold your fire.

Bullshit!

Blow his brains out!

Can't do that, Sarge.

He's got the detonator.

Right you are, lad.

If you want to stay in one piece,

keep your distance.

The princess and I will take

our hostage elsewhere.

Your Highness.

You may find this cruel, but your

behavior leaves me no choice.

This is your fate.

You have no one to blame

but yourselves.

Unspeakable pain awaits you.

Yeah? Well, hurt me first.

Look upon them and know

that you are forever doomed,

for I am she

who is all-powerful.

I am Zarina,

Queen of the Damned.

I leave you now...

to ponder the remainder

of your pathetic existence.

Come. We go.

Atten-hut!

Yes, sir!

- I can't hear you!

- Sir! Yes, sir!

About face!

Forward march!

That girl sure knows how

to get your attention.

Don't get too excited, boys.

On Dominia, when a woman of royal

blood shows you her breasts...

it's a death sentence.

What part of her anatomy

is she gonna kill me with?

What the hell...?

Come on, Tina.

Hup... Right!

Hup... Right...

We will return to Dominia

in triumph.

You will sweep my father

from his throne,

- and we shall rule the world.

- Yes, my queen.

But first...

...you must execute

these peasants.

Have them boiled in oil.

Or, perhaps we shall enjoy

seeing them eaten

by the wild dogs of Naytron.

Leave it to me,

my lovely.

They shall pay dearly

for their insolence.

Sir! Yes, sir!

"I know a girl

who lives on the hill.

She don't do it,

but her sister will. "

Sir! Yes, sir!

Right shoulder... arms!

Now, me boyo,

we'll show them what kind of man

you really are.

Come on... you little freak.

Where are you at?

"He was standing on the corner

of 31 st and Main,

I was feelin' kinda flirty... "

Sarge?

"... then I knocked him

off his feet... "

This should be a darlin'

floor show. Don't you think?

Sarge, it's me.

It's Books.

Love of my life,

why are we wasting time here?

Someone could be collecting

your gold.

Me gold?

Whoa... Sarge.

Where is it?

Someplace called...

"Cargo Bay. "

Delightful little fellow.

I shall give him

a splendid funeral.

Sarge, this is a plan, right?

You look very nice.

But tell me,

where's the alien?

Sarge... Sarge!

It's me. Knock it off.

What is your malfunction, Sticks?

Oh... I can't go on

like this.

Attention.

Nunchucks.

- Books, I'm gonna take him out.

- Sticks, no!

- He saved my life.

- He's gonna kill us.

I can walk!

All right. That's it.

I think we've been

very patient with you, Sergeant.

Now it's time to

get serious... "Cupcake. "

Due to interference,

my experiment has gone awry.

I am becoming a mutant,

my brain slowly losing

human perspective.

I am no longer Mittenhand.

I am now... Mitten-spider.

Damn. Nice moves.

Thank you. If you'd like,

I could give you a lesson.

Uh-oh...

Kill!

Kill, kill, kill, kill!

This is far too violent.

Shut up, you p*ssy!

I've had such a headache.

You're a Marine.

Snap out of it!

I can't.

Kill!

No, don't shoot

We can handle it.

Why are you stopping?

I don't want them

following me to me gold.

They'll have to be destroyed.

All of them.

Well, it's about time.

Do it. Do it.

B*tch.

Twerp.

Come on!

Come on, you bastard! Come on.

He wasn't even human.

Cyborg.

Human or not,

he was a Marine.

The best.

Now... off with their heads!

Attention... attention,

all ship's personnel.

The ship's auto-destruct

has been activated.

You have 20 minutes

to abandon ship.

What the hell?

We gotta get to the shuttle.

Come on.

You know, my father may not

want to give up the throne.

No problem.

I'll kill him.

How dare you?

He's my father. I'll kill him.

No! You can't!

My work!

Flies...

I need flies.

Everything will be lost.

I have to remember the code.

Bring me flies.

No! I must save the ship.

My work!

Ah the shuttlecraft.

Fully loaded instrument panel,

and real Corinthian leather.

What are you doing,

you fool?

We need that thing

to escape.

Yes, my queen. But first,

we must find me gold.

The force field is to make sure

no on leaves without us.

You ballbusting b*tch.

What did you say?

Rich... you'll be rich

when we find me gold.

Help me, so we can get

out of here.

Locked and bolted.

- Access denied.

- Sh*t!

Is there another way in?

- What about the ventilation system?

- We're running out of time.

Somebody's gotta neutralize

that auto-destruct program.

- Sticks, you're up.

- Talk to me.

Dr. Mittenhand had a codebook

for the computer.

I saw Harold with it once.

It has a red cover.

I'll find it.

Look...

if there's any reason

I can't crack it...

- you guys take off without me.

- No.

We all go together,

or nobody goes at all.

Right.

Attention... destruction

of this vessel...

is in 15 minutes.

This is not a drill.

I know it's here.

I can smell it.

We don't have time for this.

We have to get out of here.

I won't leave without me gold.

You want to go?

Then go,

I won't stop you.

But I can't fly the shuttle.

What a pity.

Then you're stuck, aren't you?

You're not the only

wealthy suitor I've had.

I could marry someone else.

With a face like that?

I doubt it, my love.

What are you talking about?

I could have anyone I want.

I'm beautiful.

Not quite, my love.

You got a tiny

little blemish,

right about...

there.

What the hell?

All right.

All right, Sticks.

Here you go.

Do your thing, baby.

Come on, now.

Be a hero.

Red cover.

What the f*** happened to you?

What's he done

to the shuttle?

I don't know.

It's a force field of some kind.

Touch it, and we fry.

All personnel, proceed

to Cargo Bay 1...

Let's find that little bastard,

and see if we can't cut a deal.

Me gold!

If we don't leave now, we're doomed.

Do you hear me?

What have they done

to me gold?

This is it?

We've spent all this time

searching for pebbles?

They've shrunk it

down to nothing.

You're a stupid,

ugly little fool!

"Ugly," am I?

Have you looked

in a mirror lately, darlin'?

Do you know what you

look like, my sweet?

What are you talking about?

I know what I look like.

I'm perfect.

I'm breathtaking...

I'm...

Oh, shut your cakehole,

you oozing great zit!

You're f***in' with

the wrong one now, baby.

All right, here we go.

One step at a time.

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