The Shape of Things to Come Page #5

Synopsis: Planet Earth is a devastated wasteland, and what's left of humanity has colonized the Moon in domed cities. Humanity's continued survival depends on an anti-radiation drug only available on planet Delta Three, which has been taken over by Omus, a brilliant but mad mechanic who places no value on human life. Omus wants to come to the Moon to rule and intends to attack it by ramming robot-controlled spaceships into the domes. Dr. John Caball, his son Jason, Jason's friend, Kim, and a robot named Sparks embark on Caball's space battlecruiser on an unauthorized mission to Delta Three to stop Omus.
Director(s): George McCowan
Production: Blue Underground
 
IMDB:
3.1
PG
Year:
1979
98 min
Website
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give you your last lesson

on the power of science.

Merrick, you stay here with the others.

Kim, Jason, and I are going in.

Where's your humanism now, Doctor?

Dr. Caball?

I'm not getting any of your vital signs.

Dr. Caball, do you read me?

D3R765?

This is not Dr. Caball.

This is Omus, your creator.

It's Omus, and he's alone.

Go ahead.

Omus.

Omus?

Omus, where's my father?

John! John!

John.

I knew. He was wrong.

I knew he was too dangerous.

He knew the danger, Jason.

Get that cloak off him.

Be careful.

Over there.

It's a severe radiation burn.

He was dying.

But that isn't what killed him.

- It was Omus.

- You sure?

Yes.

Sparks?

Sparks, do you read me?

He's not responding.

Let me try. Sparks, this is Kim.

Do you read me?

What's he doing?

Look the module's moving. What's he doing?

Sparks? Sparks, please!

Don't you remember?

Omus could be anywhere...

in the tunnels, the oil refineries,

the old staff quarters.

Get Merrick and the others.

- We're gonna need help.

- Okay, come on.

Sparks, come in, please.

Don't waste your energies.

- Omus.

- Yes.

And you're the son of John Caball.

I've been expecting you.

Starstreak module.

It will arrive at the citadel

any moment now.

What do you want with Starstreak?

It'll become my new flagship.

I'm saying a last farewell to this place

and to you and your friends.

Except, of course, Sparks,

who's now working for me.

You see, I am going to destroy Delta 3.

Why? For what reason?

Because I am returning to the moon

as spiritual successor

to the late Dr. Caball,

who, unfortunately, died heroically

along with the rest of you

in a tragic cosmic accident,

and there will be no one

to prove me wrong.

When I activate that switch, it will set

into motion the most incredible forces.

What is normally an evolutionary process

that could take a billion years,

I can speed up into a matter of minutes.

You'll destroy the entire planet

and our only source of RADIC-Q-2?

My cargo ships are fully loaded.

They will accompany me

on my mission of peace.

Starstreak has arrived.

Omus!

- I must go now.

- Omus!

You murderer!

You're as big a fool as your father.

Come on, Niki.

- No.

- They're dead.

I must reprogram Omus' robots.

Come on!

Shut it off.

Shut it off!

Shut it off!

Turn it off!

The activator can't be stopped.

- It's too late.

- How long we got?

About ten minutes.

Jason!

We've got to get back to Starstreak.

- The planet's gonna blow up.

- Merrick and the others are dead.

Come on. Let's go.

Jason, is everything all right?

Sparks, did you reprogram these robots?

Let's just say we speak the same language.

- Okay, where are you now?

- Aboard Starstreak, outside the citadel.

Sparks, Delta 3 is gonna blow.

Get to all the cargo ships.

We got to salvage the supply of RADIC-Q-2.

Why are you doing this to me?

I am your creator!

Niki, secure yourself

to the robot console.

- Okay, let's go.

- Let's go.

Sparks? Sparks, are you set?

All set, Jason. Suggest immediate launch.

Okay, starting sequence now.

Come on.

Sparks, the first priority is to get

this shipment of RADIC-Q-2

back to the Earth children.

Course set for planet Earth.

Out there is the vastness of space,

the unknown,

where all possibilities exist,

and man's future is limited

only by his imagination

and his vision of the stars.

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