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Transcript

Opening

Narrator: Calling Buzz Lightyear, the galaxy's greatest hero! Skilled, courageous, and ever vigilant. Leaping into action, Buzz Lightyear hurtles to the rescue! His ongoing mission: to protect the universe from the dark forces of evil! These are the adventures of... Buzz Lightyear of Star Command!
Buzz: To infinity... and beyond!

Act One

Multiple locations

[In a science lab on Star Command, a female scientist is operating some robotic, acid-filled arms behind a blast shield and using them to melt through a piece of rock she's studying.]

Scientist: Close... almost got it.

[Suddenly, something blows a hole in the wall and enters the lab behind the blast shield.]

Scientist: [gasps] Oh, good heavens! What are you doing in there?!

[The intruder, who we can't see except for a pair of XR-like arms, reaches out a grabs one of the acid arms.]

Voice: Shopping! [laughs]

[He yanks it off, and acid drops from the ceiling and melts through the floor.]

Scientist: Stop! That's acid! Come back!

[She tries to grab the intruder with the other arm, but he escapes before she can.]

[The scene changes to a robot with forklift-like arms moving boxes in a cargo bay. Suddenly, an acid-filled arm shoots out with its claw splayed and swipes off one of its legs.]

Voice: You won't miss this.

[The robot is left unbalanced and collapses, and the crates it was carrying fall and crush it.]

Voice: [sarcastically] Oops! My mistake.

[The scene changes again, this time to a secure vault with cameras watching. The acid-filled arm sprays acid on the vault's turnable wheel door handle, disintegrating it. The forklift robot leg kicks the door open, triggering the alarms. Using his acid-filled arm, he grabs the high-tech robot arm and yanks it from the hooks and wires.]

Voice: Oh, yeah! Sweet!

[Three guard-bots burst into the room and aim their wrist blasters at the intruder. He turns around, revealing himself. He has a hulking robotic torso, an XR-like right arm, the acid-filled left arm, and although his face resembles XR's it is red and has a large left yellow eye.]

Intruder: See, this was an okay arm, but... [laughs] I want better than okay. I want something distinctive.

[While talking, the intruder rips off and tosses aside his small arm, then attaches the stolen robot arm onto himself. His new right arm transforms into a cannon and he throws himself to the floor, shooting down the guard-bots with ease.]

Intruder: Works for me! [laughs]

[The intruder strides past the decimated guard-bots to freedom, laughing maniacally.]

Star Command

[The scene changes to show a screen, depicting various stolen items—first the acid-filled arm, then a robot with the same torso as the intruder's—while Commander Nebula addresses Team Lightyear in Star Command's science bay.]

Nebula: The latest in research robotics, stolen. Our newest warbot, pilfered. This high-tech crime wave poses a threat to machines, humans, and every other life form in the galaxy.
XR: We're on the case, Pop!
Nebula: Didn't I tell you to stop calling me that?
XR: Understood completely, Dad!
Nebula: I'm not your dad. You were built by the LGMs. For Pete's sake, I only signed the work order.

[XR rises on his extendable legs, putting a hand around Nebula's shoulders and holding the framed work order in the other hand.]

XR: My point exactly, Papou!
Nebula: Get your greasy arm off me, you stinking—

[Buzz quickly pops up between them.]

Buzz: We'll get right on it, Commander.

[Booster and Buzz drag XR away, Mira walking alongside them.]

XR: Hang on here. He was gonna hug me. Hug or punch. Either way, a sure sign of affection.

Starcruiser 42

[Buzz addresses the rest of Team Lightyear in the break room aboard Starcruiser 42.]

Buzz: Huddle up, team, we've got a lawbreaker to catch.
Mira: Buzz, there are so many robotic labs and factories out there. We could never cover them all.
XR: Who knows where he'll strike next? Huh. Not me, I'm asking.
Buzz: What if we choose his next target for him?
Booster: Oh, you're gonna set a trap! Like the time you lured the droops of Colthar to Sentilla 4.
Buzz: Ah, you know your Ranger history well, Booster.
XR: Yes, but can he do this?

[XR shoots his head, helmet and all, into the air. It soars through the air, and lands perfectly back atop his body.]

XR: Thank you!
Mira: [unimpressed] Yeah. What do you propose we use as bait?
Buzz: Good question. I'll need something highly advanced.
XR: [raises hand] Uh, Buzz? I think I actually, uh, have a pretty good—
Buzz: XR! Of course!
XR: Uh...
Buzz: What robot connoisseur could resist you?
XR: Whoa, whoa! Uh, I was—I was just gonna suggest the coffee machine.

[He jabs his thumb at the coffee machine in question, which is pouring coffee into a glass pot. He grabs the pot, showing it off.]

XR: It grinds its own beans. Latte, anyone?
Mira: Just think how proud your dad will be.

[XR tosses aside the coffee pot, which shatters somewhere in the background. He pulls out a framed photo of Nebula from his chest compartment.]

XR: This one's for you, Pop.

[He hugs the photo close.]

Buzz: That's the spirit. Now, listen up, team. Here's the plan...

Live broadcast

[Brent Starkisser is reporting live at Star Command, with Buzz standing beside him and Mira and Booster guarding the entryway to a robotics lab.]

Starkisser: Good space day! Brent Starkisser, Galactovision. I'm live at Star Command with legendary Space Ranger Buzz Lightyear. Buzz, unofficial leaks suggest that Star Command has made a major robotics breakthrough. Any comment? Remember, we're live.

[The camera pans out and audio changes to reveal that someone is watching the live broadcast on a screen.]

Buzz: Sorry, Brent. This ground-breaking robotics discovery is top secret. But perhaps I've... said too much.

[The camera pans out again, and the intruder from before pounds his right high-tech arm on the video console. The feed fizzles out, and he keeps pounding his hand against the control, while the arm cycles through different functions: extendable fingers, the cannon from before, and a chainsaw. Buzz's face eventually reappears on the feed.]

Intruder: Beg to differ, Ranger! You told me exactly what I need to know.

[While speaking the last sentence, the intruder transforms his right arm into a warhead missile and grins evilly.]

Star Command

[The intruder is next seen stomping along a white surface. The camera pans out to reveal it is the underside of Star Command. Next, the camera pans to reveal the intruder stomping along Star Command's hallways. He reaches the robotics lab door and sprays acid above the door handle, chuckling menacingly.]

[The scene shifts to inside the lab, where there are several half-built robots and something hidden on a slab under a blanket. The intruder hones in on the blanket, laughing gleefully as he pulls it aside to reveal... none other than XR.]

XR: Surprise! [he starts laughing, then cuts himself off] Oh, whoa, ow, yaow!

[He takes in the intruder's appearance from bottom to top.]

XR: Turn that down. Looks like somebody forgot to read the assembly instructions.
Intruder: You got some kind of problem, pipsqueak?

[He shoves XR off the slab with his right arm. Off-screen, Buzz is heard saying:]

Buzz: You're the problem, punk.

[The camera pans to reveal Buzz standing in the lab's entrance.]

Buzz: I am Buzz Lightyear, Space Ranger. By the authority of Star Command—
Intruder: Here's what I think of Star Command, pal!

[The intruder's right hand peels back to reveal a chamber. A red aiming laser turns on above it, and the chamber starts glowing white. He fires a white-green beam of energy at Buzz, but misses. Booster and Mira appear on either side of Buzz, peering inside the lab in surprise.]

Buzz: All right, Rangers. Let's take this pile of scrap.
Intruder: Scrap?!

[The intruder swipes at Buzz with his left arm, but Buzz quickly dodges. The intruder's claw destroy a nearby console instead.]

Intruder: Ever seen scrap do that? Huh? I don't think so!

[The intruder's right arm has become a machine gun. He fires energy blasts towards XR, who exclaims in surprise and retreats his head and limbs into his chest compartment, making himself a smaller target. The intruder fires at Booster and Mira next, who yelp and dive for cover. Booster throws himself to the ground, and Mira jumps up, clinging to a half-built robot.]

[Ignoring them, the intruder stomps past them, then grabs a table and flings it at Booster, Mira and Buzz. It hits Booster. The intruder rips out a console, raises it above his head, and throws it at the three again, but they all veer clear. A chassis on the intruder's back flips open, revealing a large white rocket.]

Intruder: We'll meet again, Space Rangers. And when we do, it'll be a real hullabaloo. [laughs maniacally]

[The intruder launches himself into the air. His right hand shifts back to cannon mode, and he fires a hole into the ceiling. He crashes through the opening, making an even larger hole, and escapes. Air starts getting sucked out of the hole into the vacuum of space. Buzz, Mira and Booster activate their helmets, clinging to their surroundings.]

Buzz: We've gotta plug that hole, or Star Command will be sucked inside out!

[Everything in the robotics lab starts getting sucked outwards. Booster loses his grip, and is also dragged towards the hole. He yelps, trying to get away, but is sucked into the hole. Luckily, his large size acts as a plug, and the vacuum abruptly stops. Buzz stares up at him, then activates his wings. Mira follows suit. They grab Booster's arms and try to pull him free.]

Booster: Uh, guys? I really don't see this as a permanent fix.
Mira: [straining] Oh, we've got you!

[XR flies up between them. His legs have retracted into an exhaust nozzle, and he has a welding device emitting a blue flame protruding from his chest.]

XR: You pull, I'll seal!

[XR flies out of view, while Buzz and Mira yank Booster free. The vacuum starts up again, but XR flies up with a large flat piece of something broken and lays it above the hole, welding it shut before landing back down next to the rest of his team, legs back.]

Buzz: Good work, XR. Now, let's go find that robo-trash.

Trade World

[Crumford Lorak, at a stall on one of Trade World's many boardwalks, is playing a shell game with a random passer-by.]

Crumford: Now, all you gotta do is keep your eye on the pod. Like I really need to tell a sharpie such as yourself. You've been around. You know all the angles. Am I right? Am I right?

[While talking, he moves the pods around in a dizzying fashion. The passer-by goes cross-eyed trying to keep track. Crumford finally stops, clapping his hands together.]

Crumford: Okay, chief, pick.

[The passer-by scratches his head, then points at the left pod. Crumford lifts it to reveal it's empty, then lifts the right pod to reveal the marker.]

Crumford: Oh, tough break, my friend.

[The marker, which turns out to be a mollusk, sticks out its tongue and blows a raspberry mockingly.]

Crumford: But hey, you wanna play, you gotta pay.

[Crumford sticks out a hand expectantly. The passer-by pulls out a wad of money, slaps it into his hand, and storms off. Just then, a gust of wind blows the bills away.]

Crumford: Hey!

[He tries to grab the fluttering bills, but quickly gives up. Then, Mira's voice is heard off-screen:]

Mira: Can I play too?
Crumford: Huh?

[Startled, Crumford looks up. Mira descends, landing next to him. Crumford bolts in the other direction, but crashes into Booster's front and collapses at his feet. Booster picks him up by the shoulders, securing him in place as Mira approaches.]

Crumford: Come on, man! I don't know nothing.
Mira: Come on, Crumford. There isn't a dirty, underhanded scheme in the galaxy that you don't know about.
Crumford: [laughs] Okay, true! Only, I don't talk to nobody but Buzz.
Mira: Fine. Who needs to talk?

[Mira ghosts her hand through Crumford's head.]

Mira: Ew, ah! This place needs a good cleaning.
Crumford: Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! What're you doing in there? That's my brain and stuff.
Booster: Robot parts. Big ones. Stolen recently. Who's behind it?
Crumford: Oh, I don't know!
Mira: Gee, I hope I don't get things all scrambled in here.
Crumford: All right, all right! I'll tell ya! Now, could you remove your hand from my brain?

[Throughout the exchange, there are uncomfortable squelching sounds as Mira digs through Crumford's thoughts. At his compliance, she removes her hand. Crumford shivers in disgust.]

Crumford: Ooh! Stinking Tangeans. Give me the creeps.

[Mira wiggles her fingers threateningly.]

Mira: Start talking.
Crumford: Ah, there's this robot, okay, now he's screwy, always on the lookout for bigger and better parts.
Booster: What's his name?
Crumford: Hmm, I'm not sure he ever gave me a name, per se.
Mira: Okay! One brain omelet coming up!

[Mira raises her hand, as if to dig through his thoughts again. Crumford covers his head and starts shaking.]

Crumford: XL! That's all I know! That's it!

[Mira pats Crumford's head several times, her tone condescendingly affectionate.]

Mira: Oh, there we go. Now, was that so hard?

[Crumford huffs in annoyance.]

Star Command

[XR and Buzz are in Star Command's science bay, going through footage of their encounter with the intruder. Several LGMs are going about their business in the background.]

XR: No luck, Buzz. I've checked the entire system. No name, no model number, nothing. If people would just send in that warranty card—

[Mira's voice crackles over the comms.]

Mira: [over comms] Buzz. Come in, Buzz.
Buzz: Go ahead, Mira.
Mira: [over comms] We got it. The robot's name is XL.

[The camera pans to a group of LGMs, who pause and look at each other.]

LGMs: Uh-oh.
Mira: [over comms] That's "X" as in x-ray, "L" as in loser, then—th-that's it. Yeah, that's it. XL. Pretty much it's spelled like it sounds. [chuckles] No lead on his whereabouts.
Buzz: Good work, Nova. Come on home. Lightyear out.

[Buzz approaches the group of LGMs.]

Buzz: What do you know about this XL?
LGM #1: Uh... nothing, Buzz, uh—
LGM #2: Oh, look at the time.
LGM #3: Gotta jet.

[While speaking, the first two LGMs scuttle off-screen. The third suddenly has a rocket on its back and flies up and away. The camera pans away to show all the LGMs in the immediate area scurrying away.]

XR: Buzz! There is a file on XL. Wait a minute—but it's top secret. Restricted for the Commander's eyes only.
Buzz: That's odd.

[The screen is displaying "top secret" across the file in large red letters. Then, Commander Nebula's voice is heard saying:]

Nebula: It looks like I have no choice. I'm going to have to open... the XL file.

[He approaches the console, inputs a code, and the file opens to reveal blueprints of a robot that looks very similar to XR.]

XR: Hey, that fella's quite a looker.
Nebula: That's XL. The robot Star Command developed before XR.
XR: You mean, I have... a big brother? Families don't keep secrets like this, Dad!
Nebula: Listen! I'm not your—! Ugh, never mind.
Buzz: What happened to the XL Project, sir?

[The camera pans in on the screen, which is playing footage of XL chasing after the LGMs, then shooting up the science bay. While Nebula explains the situation, the footage depicts Nebula making a throat slashing gesture, then an LGM pulling a lever that deactivates XL.]

Nebula: It was a dismal failure, that's what. I deactivated XL, and that was the end of it. 'Til now.

[One of the LGMs presses a button on the console. On the screen, all the stolen parts assemble together to depict XL's current appearance, which the LGMs watch in awe.]

LGMs: Ooh. The plot thickens.
XR: You mean...?
Nebula: Yes. The thief is one of our own. He's using those stolen parts to rebuild himself.
XR: I can't believe it. My own flesh and blood.

[Nebula grabs XR, turns him around, then starts shaking him.]

Nebula: What flesh? What blood? You're a machine! The XL debacle convinced me a robot Ranger's a bad idea.

[An LGM taps Buzz's leg to get his attention, then lowers its voice conspiratorially.]

LGM: We slipped the XR paperwork in with a vacation request.
XR: But you're glad to have me, right, Dad? Dad? Dad?
Nebula: Don't press your luck, junior.

XL's hideout

[The camera pans in on an asteroid in space, where XL's hideout is located. Inside his hideout, he's back to smacking his right hand against his console as it cycles through different functions: large fingers, then some kind of helical coil, then three spikes that spark with an electrical current. He's watching the footage of the moment Nebula ordered him deactivated, particularly his throat slashing gesture. XL rewinds and watches it again. After the third time, he smashes the screen and growls in anger.]

Star Command

[Nebula is fleeing down Star Command's hallways, trying to avoid the desk that is pursuing him. Just as Nebula is about to go through an exit, the desk zooms in front of him to block his path. Nebula tries to step in the other direction, but the desk cuts him off again.]

Nebula: Back off, or I'll blast ya!

[Nebula tries dodging the desk again, but the desk gives him no quarter and settles in front of him expectantly.]

Nebula: [sighs] All right, where do I sign?

[The desk produces a pile of papers and a pen. As Nebula leans forward to start signing, a familiar clawed hand slams down on the desk.]

XL: Hi there!
Nebula: How'd you get in here?

[XL slams the desk against Nebula, pinning him to the wall.]

XL: Star Command's security codes are still programmed into my memory. Ha! Lucky for me, huh?
Nebula: Lousy robots.

[XL is momentarily distracted by the desk, which is jamming a drawer repeatedly against his leg.]

XL: Nice try. Now get lost!

[XL slams his right hand down hard on the desk. It wobbles, then collapses. A paper that writes "OUCH!" in capital red letters flutters free from the drawer.]

XL: So, uh... what do you think of the new me, Commander? Or, should I say Dad?

[The desk rises again, only for XL to grab it and shove it hard against Nebula's chest, knocking him out. Nebula grunts and collapses, unconscious. An imprint of where his body was is left against the wall.]

XL: You and I need to get reacquainted, spend a little quality time together... father and son.

[XL picks Nebula up, throws him over his shoulder, then stomps down the hallway, laughing evilly.]

Act Two

Star Command

[Team Lightyear are in the launch bay.]

Booster: I still can't believe that the thief is a Star Command robot.
XR: I can't believe the thief is my brother. I can't believe I have a brother! I can't believe—no, wait, no, that covers about everything I can't believe.
Buzz: So we know who it is. Now, the question is where?
Mira: Buzz, look!
XR: The Commander's desk.

[Mira points to Nebula's desk, which makes a beeline for them. It starts hopping up and down, extending its drawers, standing up on one end, ejecting papers, then flopping around again, vainly trying to communicate what happened to them.]

Booster: I think it's trying to tell us something.

[The desk flops around some more.]

Booster: I-It's okay. I speak office furniture.

[Booster moves forward, rubbing his nonexistent chin.]

Booster: Swat! No, no—uh, hit! Um, you and the Commander were playing baseball! No, oh—

[The desk flops in defeat.]

XR: Would you please, pardon me, pardon me. You think Mira's cornered the market on mind reading? Is that what you think? Well, watch this.

[Buzz and Mira exchange a look. XR slides forward, pulls out a cable from his chest he connects to the desk, then puts on headphones. Incomprehensible babbling is heard, but XR understands it.]

XR: [gasps] Commander Nebula is in grave danger! Wait a minute. And he's days behind in his paperwork.
Buzz: What happened?
XR: A robot. A large, strange-looking robot.
Mira & Booster: XL!
XR: Hey, who's telling this story? Oh, no. It knocked Dad out! And carried him away! Families... have you ever known one without a black sheep?
Buzz: Where did they go?
XR: It says it's a desk, not a travel agent. [lowers voice] Boy, nothing worse than furniture with an attitude. Wait, what's that? Ooh, wait. Hey, good idea.

[XR pulls the cable out of the desk's port, then inserts it into another. A monitor lights up on the desk, which XR inspects.]

XR: Desky says XL knew a lot about the Project. Maybe he's been looking at the files. The computer files on the XL Project have been hacked into and XL's electronic fingerprints are all over it! Doesn't he realize what he's doing to the X family name?
Buzz: Can you trace back to the point of inquiry?
XR: It won't be easy, mainly because... I'm not sure what you mean.
Buzz: Make it happen, it's the Commander's only chance. Let's move out, Rangers!

[Buzz motions to them to follow, and he leads the way to their starcruiser. Mira, Booster and XR follow.]

XL's hideout

[Back at XL's hideout, Nebula has been placed inside a cage and XL is sitting at his console.]

XL: Now you're gonna find out how it feels to be deactivated! And here's a hint... it's not a lot of fun!

[XL punctuates his last few words by repeatedly slamming his right hand against his seat. It shifts between its default form, a buzz saw, a drill, several lethal-looking spikes, and a whisk.]

Nebula: Who're you kidding? You can't pull it off. You were flawed then, and you're flawed now.
XL: Flaws? What flaws?! Do you see any flaws? [laughs] That was the old XL. I've made myself better and stronger than Star Command ever could.
Nebula: Oh, please!
XL: [growls] Give me some credit.

[He rams his hand against Nebula's cage, then stomps back to his console.]

XL: I-I've worked hard to better myself. This body is made of the finest components in the galaxy.
Nebula: It's your noggin I'm worried about. [under his breath] Screwball.
XL: You've got a smart mouth, old man.

[XL presses a button on his console. A device extends from it, which shoots a laser at a mirror, which is reflected on several other mirrors, creating a web of lasers several feet above Nebula's head. Next, XL pulls out a watermelon.]

XL: So, my creator. [laughs] Ready for your last meal?

[Laughing maliciously, XL throws the watermelon into the web. The lasers slice the fruit easily, and the pieces drop atop Nebula's head, who scowls angrily.]

Nebula: I'll be eating flapjacks tomorrow at Star Command, you big hunk of junk!
XL: Don't call me names, or you're really gonna get it!
Nebula: Get what, you sorry mess of metal?

[Suddenly, an alarm starts blaring.]

XL: What's that?
Nebula: That's bad news for you, you overgrown toaster oven!

[Somewhere outside, Starcruiser 42 is flying through space. The camera pans to Team Lightyear on the bridge at their usual positions.]

Buzz: XR, if your coordinates are right, XL's home should be visible just about now.

[Outside the view screen, all they see is a large planet on their left, and a lone asteroid in front of them.]

Booster: No sign of his home. Just that... humongous asteroid!
XL: It's coming right at us! Or is that obvious?
Buzz: Evasive action!

[Buzz pulls a lever to avoid the oncoming asteroid. They soar over and around it, but then XR notices it has several rocket nozzles on the back propelling it forwards.]

XR: Buzz, that asteroid is XL's home. Boy, you can get a lot of land when you buy this far out.
Buzz: Oh, really? I bet he wasn't expecting this.

[Buzz steers the cruiser back towards the asteroid-ship. Back at the hideout, XL presses a button and ejects a number of smaller asteroids from a hidden compartment on the asteroid-ship's surface. The asteroids crash into Starcruiser 42, rocking them back and forth. XL laughs, watching the spectacle on his screen.]

XL: I bet they weren't expecting that.

[Team Lightyear continues to get rocked back and forth. They yelp, trying to steady themselves. Being the only one not strapped in a seat, XR bumps into the back of the bridge.]

XR: [chuckles] See, dents you can always bang out, trust me on that, but that last one was a bruise.
Buzz: Hold on, Rangers! No doubt this will get worse before it gets better!

[XL watches the barrage through his own view screen, standing near Nebula's cage, but Nebula has his back towards XL.]

XL: Gee, I'd hate to be out in a little starcruiser in a storm like this. How about you, Daddy Dearest?
Nebula: I'm through talking to you.
XL: [mockingly] Not the silent treatment. Aw, anything but that!

[Back to Starcruiser 42, still being barraged by the newly-formed asteroid belt.]

Booster: This storm is ripping us apart, Buzz.
Mira: And we're losing power.
Buzz: We'll need to step up to auxiliary thrusters.
XR: Now, that's a terrific idea, and could we do it sometime soon, maybe?

[Buzz inputs several commands into his console. Although the asteroids continue to stream past them, eventually the cruiser settles into more fluid movement, weaving through them. They are also no longer being rocked back and forth on the bridge.]

Buzz: That's better.
Booster: Uh... Buzz?

[Booster points at a particularly large asteroid heading right for them.]

Buzz: Hold on to your jetpacks!

[Buzz swerves the cruiser around the asteroid. Unfortunately, they are back to being pummeled by other smaller asteroids, and the bridge resumes shaking. XR takes out a construction helmet from his chest and places it atop his dome.]

XR: Just a precaution, mind you.

[Suddenly, XR yelps and jumps onto Booster. An even thicker stream of asteroids is heading towards them.]

Act Three

XL's hideout

[XL has returned to his console, watching the asteroids pummel Starcruiser 42.]

XL: Hey, Rangers. [laughs] How do you like those asteroids? [laughs again]
Nebula: My Rangers have been in tougher scrapes than this a thousand times. They're not gonna panic.

[Back on Starcruiser 42, it's another story.]

XR: Uh, Buzz, if I may? I know you're busy, but don't you think you ought to... turn the ship?!
Buzz: You can't rush precision, XR—now!

[Buzz finally spots an opening, and starts weaving past asteroids left and right. Finally, they make it out of the asteroid field that had formed around the planet.]

Booster: Hot rockets! Buzz did it again!
Buzz: Now, where were we? Ah, yes. Our twisted, robotic adversary.
XR: Easy, Buzz. That's my brother you're talking about. Mi familia.
Buzz: Well, then it's time for a... family reunion.

[Mira pulls a lever that propels them forwards. However, they hit against a barrier that pushes them backwards.]

Mira: Some kind of force field is holding us back.
Buzz: Try again.

[The starcruiser moves forwards again. Its nose presses against the force field, struggling to push through. XL is watching them on his console.]

XL: I've constructed the most technologically advanced defense system money can buy. Except, of course, I stole everything.
Nebula: Blah, blah, blah.

[Back on Starcruiser 42...]

XR: Hmm, bro's happy home is apparently equipped with a high frequency defense shield.
Buzz: Then jam it! The commander doesn't have much time!
XR: Well, it's not that easy, sir. This is pretty sophisticated stuff. There are complicated calculations, a lot of tricky reprogram—[flips a switch]—okay, I'm done.
Buzz: Good work, Ranger.
XR: I only hope it ultimately brings my family closer together.

[While speaking, XR pulls out his framed photo of Nebula and holds it close. Back at XL's hideout, he watches Starcruiser 42 pierce the force field and fly through, and starts slamming his fist against his seat again. His hand briefly transforms into a sledgehammer before returning to normal. Nebula smiles in satisfaction.]

XL: My shield can't be jammed like that! Robo-traitor!
Nebula: You're always one step behind, aren't ya, tin can? That's why I pulled your plug!
XL: That was then! I've got a backup plan. And—and—and—and my backup's got backups! [laughs]

[XL turns back to his console. Cables extend from the fingertips of his right hand, plugging into it. Outside, laser turrets extend from the asteroid-ship's surface and start firing on Starcruiser 42. While swerving to avoid them, Buzz says:]

Buzz: Booster, take out those guns before they do some real damage.
Booster: Okay, Buzz. Commencing damage prevention procedures.

[Booster presses some buttons on his console. A gun extends from below Starcruiser 42. As they fly over the firing turrets, Booster fires and destroys all three of them.]

Buzz: Nice work.

[Back at XL's hideout...]

XL: What is it with these people?! Dah!
Nebula: These aren't just people. They're something you can never be... Space Rangers.
XL: You won't leave it alone, will ya?

[XL retracts the cables and presses a button on his console. Above Nebula, the web of lasers starts descending, already slicing through extraneous parts of Nebula's hodgepodge cage.]

XL: You just have to keep poking. Okay! No other choice. I'm gonna get rid of you right now before your precious Space Rangers can get here.

[From somewhere off-screen:]

Buzz: Too late.

[The camera pans to Buzz standing in the entryway. XL approaches, right hand peeling back.]

XL: Greetings and welcome.

[XL fires a blast at Buzz, which he dodges with a somersault. He lands next to a pair of robot legs, which come to life and kick him. Buzz rolls back to his feet, but the legs pursue him.]

[Booster punches his way in through the wall.]

Booster: Why don't you pick on someone your own size?

[From above, a pair of mechanical arms throws a glowing net onto him.]

Booster: Hey! [grunts] I can't move!
XL: See? I made that net.
Mira: Hang on, Booster!

[Mira runs into view. Suddenly, a blue force field descends on her, stopping her in her tracks.]

Mira: [straining] It's some sort of gravitational field.
XL: Made that, too. Pretty nifty, huh? Not so scrappy now, huh?

[XR slides close to Nebula, voice lowered.]

XR: You okay, Dad?
Nebula: For now. Would you get me out of here, XR?
XR: You mean "son," right?
Nebula: [straining] Yes... son.
XR: Oh, I'll have you out in a jiff, Papa-Rebop. Son! He called me son! [yelps]

[Suddenly, a blast of energy separates XR's body from his legs, and he topples over with a cry.]

XL: Sneaking around in plain sight. How many engineers did it take to come up with that programming?

[XR tries to get away by supporting himself on his hands. XL fires another blast at him, separating XR's head from the rest of his body.]

XR: You're no brother of mine.
XL: Yeah? I'm big. I'm bad. When I destroy Star Command, the whole galaxy will know that I am a force! [laughs]

[Distracted by laughing, XL doesn't notice XR's arms have extend to grab him by the ankles and flip him over.]

Nebula: Good one, XR! [to XL] Ya see that, rust bucket? XR's a true Space Ranger!
XR: This is the happiest moment of my life.

[Head still laying next to his body, XR uses his hand to wipe away a tear.]

[Meanwhile, Booster and Mira are still restrained by their respective traps, and Buzz is grappling with a detached robot arm, rolling across the floor near XR. Just as XL rises to his feet, Buzz finally manages to toss the arm away.]

XR: Buzz, forget XL! Get my head back on my body!

[Buzz leans down and puts XR's head back into his dome atop his body. XR rises to stand on his hands, determined.]

XR: All right, two can play at this game.

[XR extends a cable from his chest, and plugs it into a nearby console in the wall. A beeping nose resembling Morse code starts emitting, and all the detached robot parts—such as arms, legs and similar appendages—spring into action and surround XL.]

XL: Wait! Stop! [grunts] Don't listen to him. I'm your friend.

[The robot appendages restrain XL, dragging him to the floor. The gravitational field and net are deactivated, freeing Mira and Booster.]

Mira: Yeah, way to go, XR!
Booster: Good job!

[The web of lasers is also deactivates, moments before slicing into Nebula's crouched position.]

Buzz: Are you okay, sir?
Nebula: Yeah. Thanks, XR.

[XR approaches, body now reattached to his legs.]

XR: Aww, go on, Dad.

[Buzz uses his wrist laser to destroy the cage keeping Nebula captured.]

Star Command

[Team Lightyear and Commander Nebula are back at Star Command, in the launch bay.]

Nebula: Outstanding job, Rangers.
Buzz: You can always count on us, sir.

[Guard-Bots appear behind them, taking a restrained XL away.]

Nebula: You know what, XR? You got something that twisted bucket of bolts'll never have... Ya got heart.

[Nebula puts a hand on XR's shoulder. From further away, XL pulls back, straining to hear.]

XL: What was that? Did you hear what he said? Hey! What does he have that I don't? I need to know!

[The Guard-Bots ignore XL, finally dragging him away.]

XR: Oh, Dad, I knew you cared!

[Making himself taller, XR throws his arms around Nebula's neck, hugging him tight. Nebula scowls, shoving his arms aside, then stomps off. But XR follows, rambling excitedly, as their overlapping voices start fading away:]

XR: Oh, hey, Pop? Uh, I was thinking. The Star Command Father-Son Picnic coming up next week?
Nebula: Hey, jump off!
XR: I know I wouldn't be much help in the pie-eating contest—
Nebula: No!
XR: —but maybe we could do the three-legged race? I mean, come on, I've got wheels...

[Booster and Mira silently chuckle, while Buzz keeps smiling. Then Mira grows thoughtful, tapping her chin.]

Mira: There's one thing that bothers me, Buzz. XL was completely deactivated and in storage. So, who turned him back on?
Buzz: I've got a pretty good idea...

Planet Z

[The scene briefly cuts to Planet Z, honing in on Zurg's palace. Zurg's voice can be heard laughing evilly right before the credits start rolling.]

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