Masters of the Universe Page #5

This is for real.

She meant what she said.

- I said, give me the gun.

- No!

Look, we've come this far.

We're not giving up until they get home!

Don't stop, Gwildor.

Don't say I didn't give you a chance.

When this is over, you're going to jail:

Accessory to assault, resisting arrest,

endangering lives.

I guarantee, you and all your buddies,

I'm going to put you away for 850 years!

What are you looking at, Shorty?

Mark my words, Corrigan,

you're going to jail, you hear me?

Yeah, Lubic, I hear you.

Lubic, listen to me.

Just relax, okay?

- Gwildor, you need anything?

- Give me that thing!

Kevin, stop it!

Watch that gun! You're going to get hurt!

Mother?

Yes, darling, it's me.

But the plane...

I'm so sorry

you had to go through that, Julie...

...but we had to disappear.

We're doing very important,

very secret work.

Honey, I've missed you so much!

I don't believe it!

Mom.

Listen, darling.

Your new friends are tied up

with the work we're doing...

...and they have something we want.

That shiny metal thing...

...with the blinking lights.

Will you get it for us?

Charlie!

Charlie!

You moron kid!

What's wrong with you?

I don't believe it!

I've got a lot of serious work to do!

You're acting like Torktums!

Julie. Where's Julie?

Kevin, you won't believe this.

They're alive!

What's the matter with you?

Where were you?

Julie!

The Key! The Key!

Thank you, my darling.

No!

Julie!

Where are they going?

Teela! He-Man!

Hurry!

The Key.

- That way.

- Bring Gwildor!

Hold them!

Down!

- That woman took the Key!

- Let's move!

Gwildor, come on!

I'm going! I'm going!

Charlie, you got a gun in here?

A gun, a gun! For holdups.

- In the front room, under the counter.

- You got one? Go. Let's go.

Oh, my God.

My store...

...my keyboards...

Look at this place. Look at those guys.

This is an invasion. Give me the gun.

Give me the gun!

Stay right there!

No problem.

Police! Nobody move!

Holy sh*t!

I think I'm going to need some backup.

Ready to transport.

I will send the signal to Skeletor.

What's happening?

Hurry, keep moving!

The Key. Someone's opening a door.

A very big door!

- Cover your eyes!

- What's that?

- This way, hurry!

- Into the alleyway, hurry!

- Let's go!

- By the Sorceress!

Come on!

It's him!

Contact Evil-Lyn.

Evil-Lyn, Skeletr demands a reprt.

I have the Key, my Lord.

The natives are fools.

Weak, and easily controlled.

- They are-

- And He-Man?

He has eluded us.

That will be all.

Air Centurians, find him!

Come on!

Hurry!

Air Centurians!

Down!

- Quick, he'll be back!

- All right, let's move! Come on!

- Come on!

- They're coming.

- This way!

- Hurry!

- On the roof!

- Hurry!

Go! Go!

- They're turning around to come back!

- Keep moving!

Gwildor, your grappler, give it to me.

There, on the roof!

Hurry! Go!

- Where's He-Man?

- There!

Fire!

He must not use that Key.

Centurian, lead him to me.

What do you say, Gwildor?

Any signal from the Key?

There's got to be something!

Unfortunately, no.

Nothing!

He should be here by now.

I'm not worried about He-Man.

He knows how to take care of himself.

I'm more worried about

getting us out of here before they find us.

I only have two numbers left.

Once we get the Key back,

we'll be gone within two pretons.

I think not, Gwildor.

Not the way to treat your beloved ruler.

Throw down your weapons or you die.

Gwildor...

...you minute minion.

I have you to thank for all these troubles.

Why?

I had such grand plans for you.

I would never knowingly serve

the Lord of Snake Mountain.

Wait till He-Man arrives.

He'll see to you!

Really?

I expect him at any moment.

Take them!

Torktums!

He-Man, no! It's a trap!

Julie!

No!

Kevin!

Stay where you are, He-Man!

One more move...

...and your friends will not live

to see another day.

It's going to be all right.

I give you a choice.

Return with me to Eternia as my slave...

...and save their despicable lives...

...or perish with them

on this primitive and tasteless planet.

Surrender your sword!

He-Man, no!

Teela, I have no choice.

This is our fight.

I don't want innocent people to die.

Well said, He-Man.

How noble.

Take care of them.

Good journey.

Good journey.

What about them, sir?

Leave them alone.

He-Man is my slave.

As long as I let them live

he is bound by his word.

Let them rot.

Let them rot.

Let me look at her, Kevin.

- What's wrong with her?

- This is Skeletor's particular gift.

- Gwildor, we need to get back to Eternia.

- Immediately.

There's little chance of that.

The power core's melted down.

The tones are erased

from the Key's memory.

There's no way home. No way.

Here...

...cover her with this.

Teela?

She's burning up.

We've got to get her some water.

There's a fountain down below.

Good.

Okay, let's go!

- I'll 'take the west perimeter.

- Unit 3, keep coming from there!

Okay, Lubic.

- Where's the army?

- Will you shut up!

They were here I'm telling you.

It was the damnedest thing you ever saw.

- Everybody, follow me.

- Let's go, guys.

Let me see this.

Oh, my God.

- What's going to happen to her?

- The poison's already in her blood, Kevin.

- The wound will keep growing...

- Only our Sorceress can heal her now.

I'm sorry, Kevin.

Don't be sorry,

just find a way to get us back.

I mean, there's got to be a way.

Isn't there?

Gwildor?

No.

You see, Kevin...

...opening a dimensional door

is relatively easy.

But the tones, Kevin...

...the tones that were stored

in this Cosmic Key...

...were completely erased.

Skeletor knew what he was doing.

Even if I could fix it,

we could search for a thousand years...

...and never find the tones

that would take us home.

But wait a minute. The tones?

You mean the melody the Key played

every time we pressed the red button?

Wait a minute.

What is it, Kevin?

God, I wish that thing would shut up.

Thanks.

Wait a minute, I've got it. I've got it.

That's it! How did you do that?

If I hear a tune a couple of times,

I can usually remember it.

It had a good hook.

I was going to use it in one if my songs.

Songs?

Why didn't you tell me

you were a Songmaker?

Are you a master?

Yes, you are. I know that.

That's why the Fates brought us here.

The final chord, Kevin.

Twenty metrons poleward.

Pull it out of the air for us.

You've got the wrong Songmaker.

I'm just a stupid keyboard player

in a high school band.

There's a million of me.

Only one of you, Kevin.

Only one of anybody.

Listen to me, boy.

In half a chromon...

...we're not going to have a sorceress

to go home to.

So if you know how to do something

with that thing, then you do it.

Gwildor, Kevin knows the tones.

Can you get us home or can't you?

Yes.

Yes, I think I can.

I need a few things.

A bossonic tesseract.

Right here.

An octode rectifier.

I have an octode rectifier.

- And something to play the tones on.

- I'll get a keyboard from Charlie's.

- Take care of her.

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