Solarbabies Page #3
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1986
- 94 min
- 175 Views
camped in the wastes. He'll find them.
Seven little douchkies all in a row.
How are you going to explain all this
to the inquisitor from mainstream control?
Maybe when you find them
you can bring them back here.
It might pass unnoticed.
But that's not the law.
The law requires that I take them to
my headquarters to be surgically altered.
You're not suggesting
that I break the law, are you?
Of course, you know, I could tell them
what you're always telling me.
That you don't run a prison here.
Grock, I don't want them hurt!
Maybe you should have
thought of that before.
Alerts imposed on all quarters.
Advise perimeter control.
- Jason, we're free.
- Yes.
- I told you, we're free!
- It's nice.
We're free! We're free!
- We're free! All right!
- Yeah!
- We made it!
- I can't believe it! We can breathe!
Wait, wait!
- E-Pigs! They're on our trail!
Go!
Wait. Wait a minute.
Disassemble the bi-chopper!
Let's go!
Come on, Jason, run!
- Come on! Come on!
- Come on, jump over!
Jason, you can make it!
- Jason, watch out! Hurry!
- Come on, Jason!
- Come on, Jas!
- Come on!
Whoa!
Watch out!
- All right!
- Yeah.
- Hooray!
- Yeah!
- We did it!
- All right, we made it!
Yeah, I know.
But where?
Ivor!
What is it?
Who are you?
- I've never been sure.
- Don't be cryptic with me, boy.
I was raised in a Protectorate orphanage.
That's all I know.
What do they call you?
I call myself Darstar.
The owl. It's yours?
As much as an owl is anyone's.
You are Tchigani.
- Tchigani!
Tchigani!
What is this place?
It used to amuse people.
Hey, boy!
He's old.
He lives only to keep the past.
You are sooner than expected.
Now show it to me. Show it to me.
- Where did you get it?
- What does it matter?
He brought it to us.
He brought it? He brought it?
- I know it has powers, but...
- It has will.
There is the difference.
Stop trying to shuffle our brains.
How can we use it?
The force of will...
Be quiet! I am speaking!
This force of will is not one of your
blind energies which can light a lamp
or make an engine hum.
It chooses its own path.
So that if anybody is going to be used
it will be you.
Where did it come from?
Some say from the stars.
Some from the genius of Longiness.
You see? It knows his name.
He hid it. He protected it.
Listen, old mutt!
I know this is worth some coin.
The Protectorate fears
the will of the sphere.
Once they know that you have it,
they will spare nothing,
absolutely nothing,
to gain possession of it.
And they'll pay for it?
Get it.
Come on, torch it all!
Prepare to evacuate camp.
Deposit all captives in E-Van 7.
I got him! I whomped his owl!
Danny!
- Stakker!
- Next time, you leave a better trail.
Daniel, we were so worried about you.
Where were you?
Bodhi called me. I had to follow,
but I didn't think you'd come.
What? And miss a trudge
through the desert?
Oh.
Hey, what happened here?
Who trashed this place?
Must have been the E-Cops.
Hey, look!
Darstar.
We should bury it.
- Why?
- Never mind why. We should just bury it.
"Why?"
Bounty hunters, clear the gates.
Allow the E-Vans to enter.
- Hire us? Hire us?
- Won't cost anything. Won't cost anything.
Hire us. I'll go anywhere.
- Private... We are.
- Buy the best, sir. Buy the best.
Come on, we'll go anywhere.
We'll go anywhere.
Two good killers.
Two good men for hire.
Dedicated killers, sir.
Dedicated to your service.
Right. Hey, sir. Wait, wait.
Sir, sir.
Sir, sir. I beg of you, hire us, sir.
We are good men.
Good men, but vicious, sir.
Please! What have I done?
- Vicious men.
- We spare no expense, sir.
Please, stop it.
I just want a summer job, Daddy.
Just a summer job.
Show some respect. Sir. Your Lordship.
Your Lordship. Bounty hunters.
Looking for work, sir. Looking for work.
Whenever and whatever
I could do for you, sir. Anytime at all.
We'll be in touch.
Do you wish to change your story?
It is true. Please.
Please, please, please...
Relieve him.
And you actually saw
the sphere of Longiness?
- I touched it.
And the boy has it?
Yes.
And the others?
- The boy was not alone.
- No, no, I saw no others. I swear it!
I believe this man has soiled himself.
Wash him.
Please, Strictor, I told you everything.
I should be rewarded for what I've done.
My reward!
There are a couple of ward-hunters
at the gates. Bring me their leader, Malice.
Clean the room.
You never told me about the sphere.
I didn't know about it.
- Did you enjoy what you just saw?
- No. I mean, yes.
It's a remarkable machine,
don't you think?
You can have whatever you want,
whatever they fear most.
Disease. Rats. Snakes.
How would you like to see
the flesh fall away from your body?
- I oath my life. I never saw a sphere.
- Never?
No! No!
No!
No!
No!
- This is all there is, so make it last.
- Thank you.
Hey, Terra, how do you know
these things aren't poison?
Oh, I saw the birds eating them.
What she didn't see
were the birds dying afterwards.
Hey, listen, sandbrain. She fed us and
that's more than you could do, all right?
- Yeah, she fed us.
- All right.
- And they're good, too.
- All right, Daniel.
- Hey, this one's full.
- What is it?
"The man's brew."
I guess that means you go thirsty, Terra.
Thanks, Tug.
Tug!
Don't drink that! What are you doing?
- Tug! What are you doing?
- It's probably spoiled.
- Oh, no.
- He's crazy.
- You don't know what's in that.
- You're an animal.
You don't know
what kind of stuff that is.
It could be poison.
Rabbit!
Rabbit?
You guys, come here,
come here, come here.
This is awesome.
What is it?
Look at these guys in the weird get-up.
These guys are Eco-warriors,
fighting the Protectorate.
- Terra, look.
- What?
Look at this man.
Look, he's wearing
the same symbol you have on your hand.
Hey, Jason, come here.
This magnetron creates a force field
nearly equal to Earth's magnetic pull.
- Sounds impressive.
- It is impressive. It could hold a comet.
But it doesn't explain why
it should interest a Strictor of the E-Police.
Could it hold
the sphere of Longiness?
Or to be more specific,
could it destroy the sphere of Longiness?
Are you suggesting the sphere still exists?
I'm not the kind of man to take
your valuable time without a reason.
So...
You've actually found this malignant thing.
- Shouldn't it go to mainstream control?
And let someone else take credit
for the destruction of it?
Well.
My facility stands ready to serve,
Strictor Grock.
Look at this.
And they said there was nothing out here.
What is this place?
Well,
it's definitely not mainstream.
Tiretown.
Sure, I'll tie you up, if you can afford it.
Looking good, looking good.
Hey, big chunk.
Two quarts
and you can spend a few hours.
- Spend a couple of hours doing what?
- Hey, come on, man. Let's go.
Spend a couple of hours doing what?
Come on, darling.
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