/
Sheesh! They're Persistent!
/
Asshole!
/
Heh! Take that!
/
H..hey!
/
Damn it!
/
I don't know where they came
from, but they were daring.
/
We did our best just to get here.
So close to the spaceport...
Should we stay here for a while?
/
What?! It can't be.. That's...
/
What's wrong?
/
The Bonanza's been destroyed.
/
What?!
/
It's been blown up!
The spaceport's been closed.
/
What about those guys from before...
/
Hm...
/
Oh, dear... This one beats me...
Carry a gloomy piece of baggage
like this into exile?
/
At least nothing can happen to
her.  We'll ship it somehow!
/
One person's life?
/
Disquieting, isn't it?
/
She's standing on the brink
of death.
I want you to save her.
/
Save her, you say...
/
We're not doctors, we're Crushers.
Right, Mr. Valentinos?
/
You're not doctors, but you can
take her where there are doctors.
/
If that's all, anyone can do it.
You don't really need crushers.
/
The woman I want you to save
is called Elena. She is
refrigerated in a coma.
/
If she isn't operated on within
30 hours, she can't be saved.
/
However, the only one who can
perform the operation is Dr. Greco,
on the planet Mikkola.
/
Mikkola's about 5 light years from
here. It'll take 3 or 4 warps. You
can charter any ship, easily...
/
The problem is neither the
distance or the ship.
/
Well, what is it?
/
Miss Elena is the heiress to a
certain financial aristocracy.
/
She is still young, but she
has been educated for that.
/
However, she became ill just
before she was to inherit
the family fortune.
/
Now, the whole family is
involved in strife...
/
Ah... So, in short,
it's a family dispute.
/
Yes, that's it. Until now,
it was not very dangerous...
/
Aren't you going to contact
the United Space Force?
/
Eh?!
/
The United Space Force. If you
Ask politely, they'll probably send
a fully armed warship to guard her.
/
However, they're not like Crushers.
They can't accept money. Do-
Gooders, every one of them.
/
We can't do that!
/
Why not?
/
It would make the matter
public. It would disgrace the
entire Group Enterprise Trust!
/
Oh? It looks like life AND the
Trust hang in the balance.
/
How much money could be
wrapped up in this, hm?
/
When she regains consciousness,
she may become the head of the
Trust for life.
/
She was educated for that,
for better or worse.
/
You call her Elena...
Will you tell us her full name?
/
Lady Elena Scorlan.
/
The Scorlan family...?
Indeed, they must be very
worried about appearances.
/
One of the ten most distinguished
families in the galaxy.
/
So... How do you fit in?
/
Since my grandfather's day,
we have been employed as stewards
of the Scorlan family.
/
Proof?
/
Ah.. How's this?
It's the Scorlan family's
special card.
/
This is genuine! Ah...
/
Hm... Alfin used to be a princess,
so she's well acquainted
with cards like these.
/
O..oh, really?! That.. what...
/
Talos!
/
Yes?
/
How long until our next job?
/
Let me see.. Um...
In standard time, approximately
200 hours, I think.
/
The holiday is over.
/
Well, then!
You'll take the job?
/
It'll be expensive.
/
Well! With this,
everything's set.
/
I can't guarantee comfort. Until
arrival, passengers should wait
in their cabins.
/
Any questions or problems?
/
Far from it! It's completely
miraculous. How splendid, to be
helping us like this...
/
Hey, hey, hey... Don't worry.
The job's in the bag.
/
Really, Crushers are the greatest!
Ah, yes, yes... This is yours'.
As promised, 5000 in advance.
/
Please... Make sure...
/
How's our passengers?
/
Unusually calm. I think they
may just be drunk.
/
Oh, well. Starship travel
takes some getting used to.
/
Hm, I hope she's okay
until we reach Mikkola.
/
Know what? I'll bet they're
getting a real kick out of
riding a real Crusher ship.
/
A passenger liner would usually
make one elegent warp...
Probably why they're here.
/
Alfin, start the warp count.
/
Okay.
/
We'll go from 60. Please align.
/
Okay.
/
60... 50... 40...
/
Alignment all normal.
/
Setting coordinates...
Complete!
/
Engines all normal.
/
6.. 5.. 4.. 3.. 2.. 1..
/
Warp in!
/
Engines all normal.
/
Okay so far.
/
60.. 70.. 80..
/
Ah, wait!  This is strange!
/
Coordinates are slipping
out of place!
/
What?!
/
Ah! Engine output is
abnormal! Ohhh..
It's crazy!
/
Data check! Ricky,
check all engines!
/
The data is normal, but the
coordinates are going wild!
/
It's no use... I can't
compensate! It's not an obstacle
within the warp field!
/
See if you can cut in the
auto circuits!
/
No use! I don't know why! Ah!
/
Everything off!
Cut it all off!
/
Hey... Hey! Talos!
/
Joe... Ah? Power failure?
/
Ah? How do you like this...
I don't know where we
came out of warp.
/
This is a strange place,
wherever we are...
/
Do you remember?
What happened to us...
/
Are you okay?
/
Oh, my head hurts.
/
I feel sick...
/
That's natural. Even Talos was
knocked out, and you're a
living human being...
/
Living!
/
Passengers! Hey, passengers!
They don't answer...
/
It looks like the on-board
cameras are broken, too.
/
Maybe!  Those passengers...
/
I'll go see how they are.
Alfin, find out where we are.
/
Ricky, check the ship's status.
Talos, come with me!
/
It's empty...
/
Maybe the cargo room.
/
Yes, if they were worried
about the cargo...
/
Empty... Even Elena's
equipment is gone!
/
This is serious!
/
Ricky! How's the on-board mass
total? It increased?!
/
That can't be right! That so...
I see... Understood.
/
They disappeared... Just the
passengers and Elena's setup.
/
That's crazy!
/
Joe. You'd better get up here.
I've found our current position.
/
Great. I'll be right there.
/
Whale-Zone Cet 2031181...
In the middle of a trade
navigation route.
/
Jumping 700 light years...
/
It's weird, but even weirder,
our energy levels haven't
dropped a bit.
/
This place...
We must have been carried...
/
Heh! I'm ready to throw
up my hands already.
/
Joe! Abnormal gravity wave!
A ship's warp!
/
On the main screen!
/
1E242... About 2000 kilometers
away. One ship, very large!
/
Ask for their hail.
/
Okay.
/
Ah! Energy readings...
/
It's a blaster!
/
You!
/
Give yourselves up quietly,
pirates! If you try to run,
we won't miss next time!
/
Idiot! Where are your eyes!
Can't you see the Comet insignia?
/
We're not pirates,
We're Crushers!
/
Shut up, scoundrel.
It's true you look like them, but...
/
What?!
/
Prepare to be boarded.
We'll let you explain,
but no funny stuff,
/
or we shoot to kill!
Got it?
/
The Space Force...!?
Why now?
/
Approaching at high speed...
It looks like they're serious.
/
Let's return their fire
and take our chances!
/
Hey! You're out of line, stupid!
We'd be fighting a trade cruiser!
/
Sheesh...!
/
Then, what will we do?
/
Let them come, but be gracious.
It's the mighty
United Space Force, right?
/
I'm Commander Kowalski,
captain of the United Space
Force 3rd special patrol.
/
Please hand over your ship's
proof of registration
and crew list.
/
You're in charge?
/
I'm the team leader,
Crusher Joe.
/
This is a trade route.
People like you don't
hang around here.
/
Tell me where you were
going, and why!
/
We were going to Mikkola.
The objective is the trans-
portation of a sick person.
/
Mikkola? With a sick person!?
The so-called "Crushers",
running an ambulance service?
/
Why is a ship bound for Mikkola
in a place like this?
/
No, uhh, the reason, uhh, is...
/
Where's the sick person?
/
They're not here now.
They disappeared!
/
What? Disappeared? If you're
trying to make a monkey of
/
the United Space Force,
forget it!
/
I'm telling the truth, I'm
afraid. Our passengers just
disappeared! I don't know how...
/
Acts of piracy have been
occuring in this area lately.
/
Like fisherman we cast our nets,
and now we've caught something!
/
What?! You call us liars?
/
Do you expect us to believe
your silly talk?
/
Just a minute! Wait!
/
What?
/
I'll get you the contract and
advance money. Inspect them!
/
It's a commision from the Scorlan
family. It's true! It's real!
/
Oh, ho... The Scorlan family, eh?
/
I'll go get it.
/
Gaston!
/
Yes, sir.
/
Go with him.
/
Yes, sir.
/
We're not very well prepared
today, are we?
/
It's no use, brother. There's no
contract or money either.
Everything's gone!
/
Enough of this. I'm arresting
you on suspicion of piracy!
/
We made inquiries with
Opus' police...Do you hear?
The result is "NO"!!
/
We even asked the Scorlan
family, and they've never
heard of you.
/
Now, how about
telling the truth?
/
But we aren't lying!!
/
No matter how many times
we drag pirates in here,
/
they're all stubborn
bastards, like you!
/
And no matter how many
soldiers I've met, they're
all rock-heads, like you!
/
Smart mouth! If you're trying
to get hit, think again!
/
Piracy is a capital crime.
Capital punishment is suitable!
Understand?
/
We'll keep you locked up until
you confess.
Don't even feed him!
/
Yes, sir.
/
Fearful habit...
Imputent...
...Yow!!!
/
Captain, rather a burnt finger
situation, isn't it?
/
What are you doing here?
/
The decision has come down from
the Public Prosecutor's office.
/
Immediate prosecution?
/
No... aquittal.
/
Aquittal... WHAT?!?
/
The evidence doesn't stand up.
For the time being, they're free.
/
We're throwing perfectly
good fish back!
/
But if all goes well, they'll
lead us to bigger fish.
/
If they get away,
you're responsible!
/
Not if you do your job right.
/
It's too much trouble, understand?
Fighting pirates has been my life
for twenty years.
/
You've no right to meddle
in my affairs!!
/
Okay, okay... If these fish
won't swim, it can't be helped.
When will you catch more?
/
Well... Do you really think
this will work?
/
Aramis H.Q. will decide.
In the meantime,
we'll start moving.
/
We need this bait fresh,
understood?
/
Oh... Understood.
You can have them today.
/
Thank you, Honorable Captain
of the Cordoba.
/
Yeah, yeah...  OW!
Trying to flatter me?
/
-Planet Aramis-
/
Upper control is worried
about trouble, especially in
light of the chairman's travels.
/
Please exercise caution...
/
Anyway, it's most unusual!
If word of the acquittal
gets out, the organization
/
could suffer. They say the
chairman might go straight
to the public prosecutor's
/
office. Also, if article 24
could somehow be applied...
/
Anyway, the team still
maintains that it was an
act of mercy...
/
What? Can't hear you too well!
I'll be back the day after
tomorrow.
/
Arrange the agenda of the
general meeting.
/
What's going on? Why the
release all of a sudden?
/
I don't know anything.
It's an upper level
decision.
/
If we're being released,
they must know we're
innocent.
/
They must have told
you something!
/
If you disagree with this
release, get yourself a
lawyer.
/
Hmmmph... tell me something.
/
That's the way it is in a
beurocracy.
/
Here we are.
/
It's been a long time, Joe.
/
Dad!
/
Boss?!?
/
What's wrong? Don't stand there;
have a seat.
/
Why are you here?
/
Aramis was notified of this
matter by the United Space
Force.
/
This is a big misunderstanding!
I think we've been framed!
/
The Crushers don't accept
illegal work. In order to
protect that principal,
/
one inquires at Aramis to
check plunge work.
You neglected that.
/
There wasn't time!
A person's life depended
on us! We had good reason!
/
I don't know that.
I do know the decision
of the Crusher Conference.
/
You're suspended for six
months. You'll return to
Aramis and be confined at home.
/
Boss! That's too harsh...
/
This is your responsibility
too, Talos. You are disqualified
as Joe's counselor.
/
You, better than anyone else
ought to know the rules of
this road.
/
Yes.
/
This meeting is over!
/
Dammit! What's qualification
suspension, anyway?
What's six months?
/
Why should we notify H.Q.
of every little detail?!
/
This is unheard of!
Right, Talos?
/
Huh? Yeah...
/
If the plunge is an
emergency, then we're
supposed to plunge, right?
/
Waiting for an answer from
some dull witted bureaucrat
could get somebody killed!
/
That's right!
/
Dishonor... And it's all
my fault...
/
That's crazy! We were
doing a rescue.
A rescue!!!
/
Yes, but if I'd notified
Aramis like usual...
/
Shut up! You're always
talking about Aramis,
Aramis!
/
Who cares about Aramis!
We're Crushers!!
/
You're always talking
about what Aramis thinks!
Can't do anything!
/
Hey, brother... You've had
too much to drink...
/
Shut up, brat!
/
That's right. Stop meddling,
Ricky. I understand how
Joe feels. So bitter.
/
Ah! Uh... I hope you know
when to stop, right?
Because...
/
Are you complaining?
Only because you
can't drink...
/
Brat!  You want some
milk, baby?
/
Who... Is...
That old man?
/
Is he really Joe's father?
You don't look at all
alike.
/
He's not a gentleman.
In my opinion, he's nasty!!
/
No... You mustn't say
that about his father.
/
I understand. The superman who
founded the Crushers. The
father of Aramis,
/
the Crusher capital! The
original conference councillor!
/
And, incidently, my father!
/
Joe, you mustn't.
You're just upset...
/
I haven't begun to be upset!
Why did my father come all
the way from Aramis, huh?
/
I was so stupid!
that... Va.. Val...?
/
Valentinos.
/
Oh! Certainly fed his fire!
Such a small screw-up...
Why did he come in person?
/
What a mean thing to do to
me! And I think
I deserved it...
/
Now, come on...
You're exaggerating...
/
I'm not exaggerating!
/
That's right! He's not
exaggerating!
That dirty old man!
/
Excuse me...
/
What! Got a complaint!?
/
N-no... Not really...
/
Then shut up!
/
Joe, the Boss isn't like
that. He's your father,
isn't he?
/
He just wants you to become
a respectable Crusher,
quickly.  So...
/
Yeah, I guess so. But I'm
still not so respectable.
/
Joe...
/
At any rate, I forgive his
meddling. Let me tell you,
my father is my father,
/
and I'm me. Respectable or
not, I'll go my own way!
/
If I want to hold Father's
hand, I'll go back to Aramis.
/
Living with my father again,
working together, it would
be great!
/
Joe... Hey, hey,
let's dance!  Party!
/
Great! Shall we?
/
Let's!
/
That's better, eh?
/
It's not better.
/
H.Q. is acting so strange...
Sending the chairman and
all that...
/
Hmph! I don't want any of
your cheek! How can a
child understand?
/
Why not? Joe understands,
and he's a muddlehead!
/
Don't be tempted to make
private knowledge public.
/
What do you mean,
Blockhead!? Don't you
want someone to know?
/
I didn't say that,
you bed-wetting brat!
/
It's Joe who's bitter!
/
Take that!
/
You...!
/
And YOU!!
/
Way to go!
/
No problem! Huh?
/
Scum-bag!
/
It's a fight!
It's a fight!
/
Joe!!
/
This fight is
uncalled for!
/
Stop. Help (DJ).
/
Follow me!
Have a pit! Bleah!
/
Whoa! (ricky)
/
Good, good!
Do it! Ow!
/
JOE...!
/
Oh, no. The police.
Joe! Let's beat it!
Joe!
/
Hm? You...
/
Don't make so such a
Fuss!  You're a man, right?
/
You guys are amazing!
/
First you incite a riot in
the disco, then you level
the place! Well done!
/
Well, let's not dwell on it.
You used to be a Crusher,
twenty years ago, right?
/
Ha, ha, ha... That's right.
Twenty years ago, when you
were part of the Boss's team.
/
Those were the days.
/
But what are you doing now?
/
I'm in the Space Force.
A commander.
/
Commander Byrd? Hmph!
Quite a success story, eh?
/
I'm attached to Information
Bureau #2.
/
A spy!?
/
Ha, ha... That's an exaggeration,
but you're not far off the mark.
/
So we didn't meet by chance.
What's your business!?
/
I read Kowalski's report.
I thought I could help you.
/
You say you can prove
our innocence?
/
I don't know about that,
but I might be able
to give you some clues.
/
Clues?
/
Fist of all, I went to see
the Scorlan Family
with that family card.
/
What happened?
/
The card was genuine.
It was also stolen.
/
Stolen?
/
Yes. Worried about thier
reputation, the family
delayed the announcement.
/
The criminal is this man.
Recognize him?
/
Well...
/
I see. Well, how
about this man?
/
His real nam is Joseph
Dodge. He's a pirate with
a record a mile long.
/
To pull this stunt, he must
have been hired by the Scorlans
as a private secretary.
/
Where is this guy!?
/
Shortly before he was
discovered, he disappeared.
/
Whereabouts unknown?
/
No, we've traced his steps.
/
Where!?
/
He took refuge on Lagoll.
/
Lagoll...?
/
Lagoll.
/
Lagoll? What?
/
That's right. It's in the
Aries Zone, the solar system
country Lagoll.
/
As a new pleasure center at
Reconsruction Degree #4, it's
a nation of outlaws.
/
They're accepting immigrants
to increase thier population,
/
but the qualifications for
citizenship are so lax, scum
and criminals are flocking there.
/
Hm... And you think the space
pirates are based there.
Why?
/
This is an awkward matter...
Lagoll is refusing all treaties
and police or navy help.
/
For the Space Force to go in,
we would need a special order
from the government.
/
We can't get in...
However...
/
However?
/
For Crushers, it's a
different story.
/
Great idea, Bryd!
/
Wait, Joe! Remember our
suspension! And you're
confined to Aramis.
/
I'll go back to Aramis.
However, no one ought to
mind a little detour.
/
That is nothing but
quibbling.
/
Quibbling or not...
Byrd! I'm going to Lagoll!
/
All right, but you didn't
hear this from me, okay?
/
You're a sly rascal. Well,
we are being falsely punished...
/
Lagoll... All right,
you rascal...
/
You're really serious
about this?
/
Yes!
/
The departure?
/
Right away, Joe?
/
Naturally! We'll creep in
and stomp the rats
in their den!
/
Al right! We'll go get the
ship ready.
/
Talos, go with them! I'll
go get the visa.
Alfin, let's go!
/
Okay!
/
Kowalski?
The Minerva just launched.
/
Their destination is Lagoll.
They will dock at the
space station there.
/
Our plan there has been
taken care of.
/
Lagoll, is it?
That scummy hell-hole.
/
Don't carelessly tip our
hand. Follow them to the end.
/
I won't be careless. They're
going to Lagoll, aren't they?
/
That's just it. I know you.
Don't get cocky.
/
Just leave it to me.
Lagoll, eh?
Just as I thought...
/
This time, you slime balls....
/
Warp out!
/
Engines all okay.
Energy gauge reads normal.
/
Lagoll has three satellites.
/
That one in the middle is
still being constructed...
the second satellite is Minaus.
/
Well, then, it's still class 4.
/
Probably not very comfortable.
The crust is still settling...
earthquakes must be common.
/
Crusher Kevin's team took
charge of this site up until
class 2.
/
Yes. If it's him, the job was
done right.
/
Planetary reconstruction, of
all things. Work has gotten
scarce lately.
/
Please identify visa holder.
/
SV6542-8A. The Minerva.
/
Fine. Four people are
registered to enter the
country, with one robot.
/
Please dock at orbital
station X-483.
/
Dock at the station?
/
That's right. There is
a landing inspection.
/
Understood.
We'll dock at orbital
station X-483.
/
End of transmission.
Ciao!
/
I'm amazed. A landing
inspection...
/
They don't refuse admission
to "settlers", but we get
to be pryed and poked.
/
Strange place.
/
It certainly is a
suspicious looking planet!
/
#7 spot's OK! #2 is
departing... Open the gate!
AK-477, please move.
/
Huh!?!
/
#3 departure... 5 minutes
before final check, pleae.
/
Your turn!
/
Ah! Wait a minute...
It's that ship!
/
It's an odd ship.
/
Crushers?
/
That's right! But they're
also not just Crushers!
/
It's the ones from when
Kenny and I carried that
thing... They...
/
...they followed
us this far...?
/
Nervous, Joseph?
/
Idiot...! The plan
was perfect!
/
Well, what's with these
guys?
/
Dr. Joseph's lost his
former nerve.
/
Don't peep!
/
But... Aohige's brother!
/
If they're troublesome
rascals, I'll settle it.
/
So what if they're
Crushers...!!!
/
Yes...
/
Funny... I once played
with some Crushers...
Heh, heh, heh...
/
Inspection complete.
You have been granted
permission to enter
/
the empire. Please wait
in the lobby until it's
time for your descent.
/
Unexpected, wasn't it?
/
Yeah.
/
Surprising... This is a
hat check, isn't it..?
/
Ah!!
/
Why'd they do that?!?
/
Terrible driver, eh?
/
Sheesh... Little kids
are what they call
Crushers? Hm..?
/
Stealing a march on
me, you're sly, Nero!
/
Norma? Out of step,
as usual.
/
You're not going to
monopolize the joy
of the game!
/
Heh, heh, heh...
/
Hey... profitable
planet, eh?
/
Altitude, 30,000...
without abnormality.
/
Continuing descent.
/
Ah!!
/
What's wrong?
/
Joe! The beacon's
gone out!
/
Here, too. What in
the world does this
mean...?!?
/
An accident?
/
Ah, wait... Planes
at 2b912...!
/
They're directly below.
/
Eight planes in all!
They're small types!
/
Talos! Change course!
/
Yes!!
/
It's a funny reception!
/
Battle stations it is!
We've won this fight!
/
So, aren't they coming?!?
/
Not dead...?!?
/
Don't hold them
in contempt.
/
From now on, it's
victory or defeat!
/
Two planes coming in!
/
Rash fellows!
/
Got 'em!!
/
Wah!!
/
They're talented!
/
This position is a dis-
advantage. Alfin and I will
go out in Fighter 1.
/
Ricky!
Take my place!
/
Aye - aye!
/
Let's go!
/
Okay!
/
Great!
/
Joe! There!  (alfin)
/
You mustn't... The
power output is dropping!
/
Get to cover!
Head for the airport!
/
No! But...
/
I'll catch up!
Now go!
/
But it's four
against one!
/
You're in the way!
Get out of here!
/
We did it, Joe!
/
They're still on our
tail! They're tough!
/
Persistant! Ah!
/
How's... THIS!
/
That little...!
/
We're falling, Joe!
/
Hang on tight!
/
Do they intend to
commit suicide?
/
If you're afraid, go back!
/
Fool! Shut your mouth!
/
We'll take advantage of this!
/
Get out of the way!
(nero)
/
Bungler! What
are you doing!?
/
You... Where were
you looking!?
/
What? I'm Norma!!
/
So what!? Big deal!
/
Idiot! Stupid!
/
What do you mean,
stupid?
/
Ass! Filth!
/
Are you okay, Alfin?
/
Yes...
/
Shit! The engine!
/
It's because of that stunt!
/
We're falling!
/
Oh...
/
Whoa!
/
Alfin, hurry!
/
ha, ha, ha...
/
Now what do we do?
/
Good question...
/
Danger! All crew members
must evacuate the ship!
/
Round up the mechanics!
I want to make repairs
at once!
/
What are you talking about!?
It's about to explode!
/
It will not!! I desprately
need to get it flying!
/
It's no use!
/
I'll pay! Shut up and call
the mechanics! Hey!
/
Talos! There's an emergency
transmission coming in.
/
Later!
/
Please follow spaceport
instructions!
/
Mechanics!! Shut down the
fire-fighting activity!
/
You...!
/
It's the Minera, isn't it?
/
Who are you?
/
I am the executive secretary
of His Excellency Maldora,
President of Lagoll.
/
I have no business with you!
Bring back the guy at the
spaceport! Hey!
/
I want to give you a
message from the President.
/
Tell me later! Bring him hack!
If we wait too long,
night will fall!
/
What if the message is related
to the rescue of your friends...?
/
Huh? What!?
/
There's no way to go, now...
Nothing to give us direction.
/
The Minerva's probably
alright, isn't it?
/
Sure.  With that damage,
they could still make it
to the spaceport.
/
Then they could use Fighter 2.
They'll certainly come back.
/
Our rescue beacon is
still operating.
/
Hmm.. But we suffered
a hit near the hangar...
/
Don't even think about it!
/
Shush!
/
What's the matter?
/
Something... moved, nearby.
/
It's your imagination.
It's so quiet.
/
That's why it's strange!
/
Eh?
/
The animals are watchful.
That means something
is out there.
/
"Something", you say?
What?
/
I don't know.
/
Joe!
/
Don't move!
It's those scum from before.
/
Eh?
/
They probably followed the
rescue beacon somehow...
/
Oh.
/
And so... They're here!
/
Ah -- Help! Ah!
/
They'll come from above!
Be careful!
/
Go!  (nero)
/
Die!
/
Ah!
/
Alfin!
/
I'm okay...
Thank goodness!
/
Here!
/
Wah!
/
Bungler!
/
Sorry, but...
/
Ah!
/
Exposed! (joe)
/
Ow! Eek! Hey!
/
Take that!
/
AH!!
/
That's far enough!
Game and match!
Raise both hands!
/
Ohh...
/
Wait!
/
Ah!
/
Crazy lady...
/
Joe!
/
Don't move!  If you do, I'll
shoot you from here...
Though the girl's head!
/
Her armored Crusher jacket
would be useless!
/
Ah!
/
Throw down your weapon!
Ha, ha, ha... Crushers
are so obedient!
/
Ow!
/
Scared?  I'll bet.  You've
given me some real trouble.
I think I'll cook you up!
/
Ha, ha, ha... Hm? Huh!?
/
Don't look! (joe)
/
You! (joe)
/
Ah! Ah...! (alfin)
/
Joe!  Ah! (alfin)
/
Alfin! Sheesh! ALFIN!
(joe)
/
Joe! (talos)
/
Talos?
/
Heh, heh!  What a
great playground!
/
This place is crawling
with monsters!  Hurry and
lift us out!
/
Roger!
/
Oof.. Ah!  That ship...!
/
The president? (joe)
/
That's right.  He knew about
us.  He paid for this.
/
What does it mean?
/
I don't know, but the
secretary said he wants
to meet with us.
/
He also accepted the Minerva's
repair charges.  All rather
strange, isn't it?
/
What will we do?
/
It could be a loan...
if we don't meet with him.
/
Well, yes, we should expect
that from a politician.
/
However... I'm uneasy...
/
It's a pretty city,
isn't it?
/
Humph!  It's just
in bad taste!
/
Ah! (alfin)
/
Wah.. Heh!
/
What are you doing!?
Where in the world do
you think we're going?
/
What?
Isn't it rather dangerous!?
/
Hey! Wah!
/
Out of my way!
Three down!
/
Wait a minute...
still no rescue!?
/
They should have been here
by now!  Those idiots!
/
His excellency has arrived.
/
Crusher Joe and team, isn't
it?  I apologise for calling
at my own convenience.
/
I am Dupreau Maldora,
President of Lagoll.
/
There aren't words to
describe your misfortunes.
/
Let me say that I am very
sorry about what happened.
/
Please forgive our small planet.
/
We want to talk about the ones
who attacked us.
What do you have?
/
Maybe farmers, full of
patriotic fervor.  Lagoll
needs farmers right now.
/
But I would suspect space
pirates.  A random attack...
/
The scum were waiting for us!
Obviously they knew where we
were headed!
/
Is the space station
for the use of pirates!?
/
No, certainly not!  Well, it's
true that they have some
influence there.
/
That's why I choose this
method to meet with you.
/
Humph!  So what's your
business with us?
/
There is something I must
tell you.  It is related to
your own recent problems.
/
The Murphy Pirates are building
an operations base here. The
infamous Big Murphy is behind it.
/
The rascals transported a
refrigeration tank and a woman
in a coma to this planet.
/
This was almost certainly
your cargo to Mikkola.
/
You know a great deal.  Why
didn't you notify the United
Space Force at once,
/
to come in and take
care of the problem?
/
If we could do that, there
wouldn't be a problem.
/
Murphy is threatening us.
If one United Space Force
warship comes in,
/
They'll blow up the planet.
/
Incoming! (kei & yuri)
/
This way!  This way!
/
Why that way!?
/
There's a great-looking
guy over there!
/
Ah!
/
Lagoll is still a young
country.  The National
Army is still weak,
/
and planetary terra-forming
is not complete, either.
/
We believe they could do it.
/
I understand, Mr. President.
You want us to wipe out the
pirates for you.
/
You are skillful Crushers.
Speed and invisibility are
your trademarks.
/
Yes, that's right!
/
Idiot!  Shut up and
watch the movie!
/
Wah... (men)
/
Okay!
/
Irritating, aren't you?
/
Bloody Card(tm)!!
/
Wah!
/
Serves you right!
/
We came here to catch a guy
named Joseph Dodge, a pirate
and a thief, to clear our name.
/
We're not in the war business.
/
One and the same.  This
Joseph Dodge is in league
with the pirates.
/
Joe!  There!
/
It won't work, Mr. Maldora.
No matter how invisible
we Crushers are,
/
we can't fight your
friends the pirates.
/
All right... I can't force
you to do this.  However, we
can still offer information.
/
We might also be able to supply
material help.  However, such
would be costly for us.
/
There's no reason such
help would be free...
/
I suppose not.
What's the price?
/
Big Murphy's head.
/
Hmm... All right.
/
But we're not hired killers.
We'll capture him and hand
him over to you, all right?
/
Very well.  However, as you
have said, you do this for
your own honor.
/
Lagoll's government will
claim no responsibility
should you fail.
/
Uh.. Unfair!
/
I am the President of Lagoll!
I must protect the State
and its citizens!
/
Fine!  We'll hush it up!
Now give us the information!
/
This is Beonias island...
The Murphy Pirates are
settling here.
/
The whole island has been
made into a fortress. The
headquarters is in the
/
middle of the crater. Both
Murphy and the man you're
looking for should be here.
/
Indeed...
Use an unrecognizable
float to do this.
/
Lowered down the engine bay.
/
OK! How is it over there?
/
It's good.
/
Okay.
/
Well... Dongo, stay behind.
/
It's a hunter.
/
Because it's the island
gaurd-man.
/
Ow!!!
/
Amazing, he's pressing
his leg. Killer Groggy...
/
Ha, ha... Good, good...
/
Great!
/
He did it... Yay!
/
Drop kick! Drop kick!
/
One! Two! Three! Three
volleys! Jackal Groggy!
Jackal Groggy...!
/
Huh?!?
/
Killer's gone for cover.
/
Uh... Maybe...!
/
One after another,
so much fun!
/
Don't get INTO it, fool!
/
Found it.
/
This is the present
ground, isn't it?
/
If we go that way, it's
the spaceport... The
center block should be
/
the residential area.
/
The information is
amazingly accurate.
Although he was talking
/
about an artificial
satellite, Maldora
didn't do the
/
construction.
/
Surprising... That
one's an old fox...
/
All right! Let's go!
/
The car was behind.
/
What are you doing!
No matter how long
you take, you're
/
still not satisfied!
/
All together in
uniforms... All
useless rascals!
/
Ah... It's words, but..
The disposition is
succeeding. Both
/
respiration and body
temperature have
returned to normal.
/
Uh... She just hasn't
returned to consciosness.
/
Not just drugged, it's
as if she's under a
powerful hypnotic
/
suggestion, so...
consciousness just...
Um... That is...
/
So what are you saying?
Stop complaining!
/
We're doing our best...
Somehow, a little more
time...
/
Time?!? You've already
spent plenty time,
money, and extra time!!
/
And Big Murphy is
growing tired of
waiting. All right!?!
/
If you wait any longer
than this, it will be
for nothing...
/
Lord Killy!
/
Hm? What?!?
/
Please come... It's
urgent. Right now...
Catseye Norma is...
/
Norma! What in the
world's the matter?
/
K - Killy? I'm
embarrassed... Nero's
dead. And I, too am
/
in this state...
/
Nero!?!
/
Sorry... Surprising
blunder... The name
of the Murphy Four
/
has been disgraced.
/
I won't forgive the
dogs who made Norma
suffer like this!
/
What kind of people
are they?
/
Crushers. Because
we noticed their
suspicion at the
/
station, we thought
we'd assassinate
them... With Nero
/
and two others...
/
And then, your
just desserts?
/
Killy! Talking
that way...
/
Don't butt in
too much, Loki!!
/
Sorry...
I am disgraced.
/
Don't mock me...
I'll report this
to the Boss.
/
Now... what about
those Crushers?
/
Someone rescued them
in a strange VTOL!
/
VTOL!?
/
I'm suspicious.  Killy,
they have friends on Lagoll,
I'm sure of it.
/
Loki!  Break up into teams
with Norma, and comb the
island.  Dogs, huh?
/
These curs might be creeping
in right now.  Use all the
Hunters! Search thoroughly!
/
Yes, Sir!
/
I'll be with Murphy.
/
Shit.  Making that face...
/
Okay. (ricky)
/
Then let's go, eh?
/
Please... be careful.
/
Crushers, eh?
/
Yes.
/
A problem, isn't it...
/
I think so, but I...
/
Friends on Lagoll, you
say.  I am worried...
/
They may be spies for
the Galactic Alliance.
/
Sweet, isn't it?
There may be one more
person, I suppose.
/
A suspect.
/
Huh?  Impossible!
/
Ha, ha, ha...
Such a weak and
spineless fellow...
/
Don't make light
of this, Killy!
/
Yes?
/
The fool could indeed
go his own way...
/
There's been an explosion
in district 4!  Our perimeter
may be breached!
/
What!?  Who are they?
How many!?
/
I don't know.  Any way, I
don't have enough men...
/
Killy...
/
Yes!
/
Lure the mice here.
We want to find out thier
true intentions.
/
Yes!
/
District 7, what's your
situation?  What's happened
to the spaceport?
/
District 3, report!
/
The situation?
/
There are two intruder.  They're
so fast we can't track them.
/
The fire is spreading
to district 5.
/
Send out the Hawks!
/
Yes, sir!
/
Route 6 has been torn up!
/
Sneaky... Just like Crushers.
/
Don't overdo it.
There's no time.
/
Heh, Heh...
Serves 'em right!
/
Don't get carried away!
/
All right...
It's around here.
/
Hm?  Here's our chance!
Pull out!
/
Okay!
/
Got it!
/
Wah! (guards)
/
Shut it!  Hurry
up and shut it!
/
Wah! (guards again)
/
Damn it!
/
You... Take this!
/
Wah! (talos & ricky)
/
Oof...
/
Hee, hee, hee...
/
Ah!  Wah!!
/
Ricky!
/
Hee, hee, hee...
/
Amazing... He's
uglier than I am!
/
Humph! (norma)
/
Grr...
/
Grr!!!
/
Hm? (guard with alfin)
/
Nice to meet you!
/
N-n-no,
the pleasure's mine...Oof!
/
Bleah!
/
Welcome, young Crushers!
You are skillful, but you've
underestimated us.
/
All the noise and smoke
outside...  such an
obvious diversion.
/
Heh, Heh.
/
What's so funny?
/
What a pity.  If you think
the team is just four
people, you've made a mistake.
/
What!?
/
We're decoys, too.  The
main force is elsewhere.
/
Don't talk nonsense!
Throw down your guns
and raise your hands!
/
Very well.  Sorry.
/
Oh...!  (killy)
/
Take that!
/
Wah! (killy)
/
After them!
/
Sheesh!  Hey!
/
There!
/
Wah!
/
Shit! we're trapped!
/
Were will we go?
/
The roof.
There's a heliport.
/
Yes...
/
Wha... We've stopped?
What is this place?
/
Not yet!  Raise the voltage
a little more!
/
But... This is the limit!
More than this will
destroy the nervous system!
/
Do it!  If we don't, the
subject will never wake up!
/
Joe!
/
It's Elena!
/
W-who are you?
/
Shut up!  We're taking
this person, okay?
Any complaints?
/
Gimme that!  Lecher!
/
There should be a heliport
on the roof.
Where's the elevator?
/
On the left side of the room,
there's a private
elevator, but...
/
Show me!  Hurry!
/
Stop shooting!  Ahhgg!!
/
Sheesh!
What a dinky heliport!
/
Joe!  There!
/
Great!  Let's take it!
/
But it seats two...
/
It's better
than jumping down!
/
Ah!
/
Found them!
/
All right?
Hang on tight!
/
Ah!  We're falling!
It's hopeless!
we're overloaded!
/
Shut up!  Don't
let go of Elena!
/
Don't let them escape!
Shit... How can this be!?
/
What happened to
that helicopter?
/
Um, well...  In the
confusion, no-one...
/
Grr... IDIOT!  Follow that
helicopter!  Do everything
you can to catch it!
/
Talos and Ricky?
/
I can't see them.  They were
probably captured.
/
Maybe.
They're okay.
They won't die.
/
That's right...
Those two...
/
The other two deserted you
and ran away.  But don't
worry, we'll catch them.
/
To launch a suprise attack
with only four people...
Pretty cocky, aren't you?
/
Awww!
You call yourselves pirates
but four people are too
many for you!
/
You dare make such a speech
in your present condition?
/
That's right!  I might loose
the nerve later.
/
The boy is a
bottomless mouth...
/
Heh, Heh!  No kidding!
/
Shut up!!  You got this far...
With someone's guidance?
/
There was information given
you, I'm sure.  Who gave you
the information!  Talk!
/
Heh!  We didn't have
any special information.
/
That's right.  For a
henhouse like this, it
wasn't necessary.
/
It seems you've under-
estimated me again.
/
Sheesh!  Underestimated
your face!
/
Huh?
/
White-faced faggot!
/
What?
/
Bleah!
/
Killy...
/
Wh-what?
/
I'll take him to task
for a while.  If I beat
this guy a bit,
/
I'll scare his mouth
into telling the truth!
/
Ah... (ricky)
/
Ah, good.  My stiff
shoulders could use a massage.
/
Is that so?
/
Oof!
/
How do you like that, eh?
If you don't shut your
trap, boy, and change...
/
Wait!
/
Huh?
/
I feel... Better?
Yeah, my shoulders are
much looser now.
/
Huh...!?
/
If you play with fire,
you can get burned!
Blockhead!
/
GRRR!  You!
/
Stop, Loki. That's enough! Hey!
/
Hey, brother, stop...
/
Stop! I'm telling you to stop!
/
Can't you behave yourselves?
/
B - Big Murphy...!
/
Thought you'd be in a
place like this.
Arranging the stage,
/
too, you awkward
fools!
/
Uh...! But, Boss, this
guy called me a...
/
Idiot!!!
/
If you were going to
kill them anyway, why
did you capture them
/
alive? Blockhead!!!
Really! Just because
you're built big,
/
you're a completely
unthinking fellow.
Good-for-nothing!!!
/
But... Killy let the
other two get away.
I... caugt these.
/
Killy planned it!
...Not you!!!
/
Uh... Boss, you're
always making a fool
of me...
/
Don't babble...
...Deceiver!
/
Killy!
/
Yes, yes!
/
You're careless, too.
When in the world will
you grow up.
/
Yes!
/
We'll continue, after
you catch the other
two.
/
...Yes.
/
Although huge, a
fruitless dispute.
/
Amazing!!
/
If she's not Elena
Scorlan, who in the
world is this person?
/
Joe!
/
Huh?!?
/
They're coming!
/
Joe!
/
Shh! They're shooting
at random. I suppose
they think we're in
/
this area...
/
Ha, ha, ha...
/
Good... What!!!
Getting intimate
like this?!?
/
Ha!
/
Huh?!? ...Ah!!
/
Ah...
/
Where...?
/
Ah!
/
Heh, heh...
/
So... You're doing
all this to save
me... What can I say?
/
So! It's not like
that! We were only...
clearing an
/
insignificant false
charge... With that...
/
That's right! That's all!
/
I... I'm not called
Elena... I'm Jona Mature.
I was employed as
/
Dr. Balboth's assistant,
at the Gravity Physics
Research Institute at
/
Opus University.
/
Well...! So, because
you're a scientist...
/
You... Why pirates, of
all things?
/
They had an eye on the
Doctor's research theme.
/
Theme?
/
Dr. Balboth's theme...
He'd discovered a new
type of warp equipment.
/
A new type of warp
equipment?
/
That's right. It corrects
the faults of previous
warp drives. Both the
/
long arrival range, and
the warp intoxication
are undesirable, so it
/
was an epoch-making
machine.
/
But... The equipment
was supplied with
functions beyond that.
/
Functions beyond that,
you say?
/
What kind?
/
Although it's very
unbelievable...
/
That equipment...
It was possible to
control a warp
/
from outside...
/
From outside?
/
Really?!?
/
Yes. It can freely
control the warp
equipment of other
/
spaceships.
/
What a machine.
/
Joe! That's it...
That incident!
/
Ah! That's it, Mature.
Using that equipment,
the pirates stole you
/
from our ship!
/
What!?! Pirates...
With that machine!?!
Oh, no!
/
Mature!
/
No use!  It's dangerous to
use it!  It's
not finished yet!
/
If they don't watch it,
it could run wild!
/
Run wild!?
/
Yes!  Are you deaf!?
It's serious!  If we
don't stop them...
/
If we don't stop them?
/
Hunters!
/
Not so good.
We're surrounded.
/
Take this!
/
Dive, Alfin!
/
Ah!
/
Are you okay?
/
My hair's ruined!!
What's over there?
/
Nothing to speak of...
/
Shut your eyes!
/
It's all right.  I just
tidied up a bit.
/
The energy tube's depleted.
/
This one is, too.  Used up
the photon bullets, too.
But they'll come back.
/
Say, why not use
the Hunter's weapons?
/
We'll try.  Alfin,
take care of those.
/
No good, is it.  This is
it - can't be used.
/
Sheesh!  What cheap materials!
This one is probably
black market.  Boy!
/
Joe...
/
You called?
/
How old are you?
/
Eh?  What, at a time...
Nineteen.  What of it?
/
Young, aren't you?
/
well, yes...
/
But though young...
Why risk yourself so?
Why the Crusher work?
/
Eh?  Ha, ha, ha....
I do it because I'm young.
/
I guess I'm not like Father.
Father pioneered this work...
/
Since I was a brat, I've been
getting into trouble...
/
If he's Crusher Dan, I know
of him.  He's famous...
So... Your father...
/
I don't care.  I'm not a kid
anymore.  Even Father has
changed a lot...
/
Changed?
/
Yes.  Because he got all
famous. These days we don't
understand each other.
/
But a thing like that...
/
It's that kind of problem!
/
No, I can't believe that!
He's worried, surely...
/
You're wrong!
He's not!
/
Ah...
/
Father is different...
/
Joe...!
/
All because of a little thing
like that!  It's just like
what you told me.
/
About that incomplete, absurdly
dangerous warp machine.
/
If the Murphy Pirates have
it, what can you do?
/
The hypothesis is not in doubt.
The pirates DO have it.
/
But they needed me to make
it perfect...Ah!
/
Well?  Can you do it?
Can you control that thing?
/
Y-yes, somehow...  Control
it, and...  and...
/
After that?
/
Make it permanently
inoperable...
/
JOE!!!  What!?  While I've
been working hard, stripping
these things,
/
You're sitting and talking,
talking, talking, talking!
/
Lech!  Don Juan!
Grr... Idiot!
/
Idiot!?  Wait!  We were
having a serious...
/
Ow!!  Wait!
/
Ah?
/
I said wait!
It's that sound!
/
Ah...!  Joe,
What'll we do?
/
Fighting is a little
ridiculous, isn't it?
/
Shall we call the Minerva?
If it's here, it'll come
in a few minutes.
/
No, that's later.  Let's
use Plan C here.
/
Plan C?
/
Take a chance and surrender.
/
Why!?  If we do that...
/
Our work isn't finished, yet.
They've caught Talos and Ricky,
too.  Also...
/
Also?  Oh...
/
The machine... We can't let
them have it.  Right, Mature?
/
Yes... Yes!
/
Oh...
So THIS, already!!
/
Sheesh!  Those
disagreeable fellows...!
/
Oof!  (joe)
/
Ah! (alfin)
/
Made us take our time,
didn't you?
/
We'll make it that much more
painful for you, later!
/
Ah?  Wah!
/
Ow...
/
Enjoy the wait.
/
Ah... terrible bunch, aren't
they?  What in the world is
that woman's problem?
/
It's the fate of pretty
girls to be bullied.
/
I'm bad luck, huh?
/
Joe!
/
Brother!
/
Oh dear, so we meet again?
/
Yes, but I thought you
would come to save us.
How awful.
/
What!?  What did
they do to you?
/
We are disgraced.
The plan was a
complete failure.
/
No it's not!  It's great!
Talos!
/
Eh?  Heh, heh!  Really?
Well.  Great!  If so...
/
Okay!  (talos)
Okay!
/
Wow...
/
There's no time.  Let's
play our final hand, eh...
/
That's not all.
/
And... so.
/
No loose ends.
/
Good.
/
Well!  Let's get the
heck out of here.
/
Ah!  Wait!  Don't forget
about me!  WAH!
/
Oh, no.  Bringing you
might just slow us down...
And your situation...
/
Huh?
/
It suits you, my boy!
Heh, heh, heh!
/
Be nice!  I'll grind you
to a pulp!  Scumbag!!
/
There!  (joe)
/
Ah! Thank you!
/
Hee hee!
/
Ah...Hey!  I'm sorry,
I'm sorry.  Lend me a hand.
/
Hee hee!
/
Ricky!  Mr. Ricky!
/
Not so much a burden now, eh?
/
Talk!  Resist, and I'll really
teach you a lesson!  One more
chance!  Answer me!
/
That's your answer?
/
Wait, Norma.  Are you
afraid of these, Miss?
/
Stop... Stop, already...
I'll tell you anything...
Just stop...
/
Oh...
/
She's not being obedient
in desperation?
/
This was the deciding
factor.  It's how we
killed those quack doctors.
/
Then... You say you'll help
us complete the machine?
/
I'm saying I'll go with you
to the machine.
/
Fine.  We'll have you
working at once.
/
Alert!  The captive
Crushers have escaped!
/
What!?
/
Them!?
/
Indeed, they were hiding
a thing like that...
/
They're a careless bunch.
/
However, this could provide
some amusement.  Broadcast
it securely to the base.
/
Very well.  Such a big show.
We should see quite
a performance.
/
This way! (joe)
/
This one is no good!
/
I'll go ahead.  Cover me!
/
Y-yes!
/
Joe! (alfin)
/
Wah!?
/
Joe!!  Yah...!
/
Shit!  (joe)
/
There! (joe)
/
Open the emergency hatch!
We'll get them inside!
/
They've entered an amusing
place.
/
Ha, ha, ha.  More and
more a top-notch spectacle.
/
This smell... (joe)
/
After all... (joe)
/
Idiots!  You're using lasers
in a room full of RG particles!?
/
Hmph!  It was a
convenient thing like this?
/
Wah!
/
Take that! (joe)
/
Wah! (various)
/
So... Humph!
It's not like this place!!
/
Wah! (joe)
/
Well!  Now is the climax!
/
Heh, heh.  A tricky position,
eh, my boy?  I'll make you
pay for being so troublesome.
/
I'm afraid you're going
to dissolve most obediently!
/
Stubborn wretch!
/
Let go, quickly!
/
If you do, it will
mean less pain for you!
/
Y..you!
/
Let go!  Wah!!
AHH!!
/
N-norma!!
/
How dare he!?
/
Killy.
/
Y-yes!
/
I grow disgusted with this
"big show".  Find these vermin
before they get farther.
/
You will kill them without fail!
/
Wah! (joe)
/
Valentinos...
/
Ha, ha, ha...
/
Joe! (alfin)
/
You're all okay!
Ooh... Bad smell!
/
I fell into the sewers,
and so I escaped.
/
Phew...!
/
Joe...  It can't get
any easier from here.
/
Let's call the Minerva.
/
From now on, it's victory or
defeat!  Let's pay them
back in full!
/
Yeah! (all)
/
They've come! They took
so long, I thought
they were dead! Ping!
/
Now it's Okay. Well,
next... What is it?!
/
There are missiles
approaching over
island!!
/
What?
/
It's here!
/
This... is weird!
/
What is the air
defense squad doing?!
/
Counter-attack!!!
/
AH!!!
/
At any rate, we seem
to be saved.
/
Yeah!
/
Horrible...
/
Wait a minute... It's
gone too far. This...
/
No, it's strange. The
Minerva's missiles just
can't do this much damage.
/
The power plant's been
destroyed. The electrical
circuits are in shreds.
/
...Where to...
/
Gomorrah.
/
Huh?!?
/
Bring the woman
with us!
/
...Y - Yes!
/
Ah...!!!
/
Talos! Circle around
to the right.
/
Yes!
/
Ah!
/
Are you Okay?
/
Yes, fine... Ouch...
/
Wah!
/
Heh! Came through
to a place like this.
/
You! Going to be
beaten again?
/
Well, now... Somehow
that guy...
/
Ah...!
/
You rascal!
/
Well, come on!!!
/
Wretch!
/
Wah!
/
In return for a
little while ago!
/
With full interest!
You... You!
/
One more for you! This!
/
No you don't!
/
Wah!
/
It's like they've
gotten carried away...
/
Wait...wait!
I'm going too! Ooh!
/
What is it, that
face! Sloppy fellow!
/
Oof - Damn!!
At the most important
place!
/
Joe! There!
/
Ah...!!
/
It's a shuttle!
/
Damn!
/
Joe!!
Murphy's escaping
in the shuttle!
/
...And Mature's
with him!
/
Wah!
/
Ah!
/
Oof...!
/
Damn it...! The
Minerva's still
not here?!?
/
Ah! It's come!
/
Ah!
/
Idiots! It's the
worst! And they're
letting Murphy
/
escape from the
island! We were
taking great pains
/
to be successful!
Because they tried
to catch him half-
/
heartedly, it's
like this! They've
decided to go to
/
Gomorrah! If they
go there...
AH!! We're ruined!
/
The Minerva has been
sent. And Joe's team
is also following Murphy.
/
All right! Request the
United Space Force to
mobilize!
/
Eh?
/
The bunch are always
hanging around the
Planet Procrurement
/
Piazza here. Call
them at once!
/
But, in that case,
that machine...
/
I don't care! We'll
strike Murphy first!
Already, I'm nothing!
/
That machine's nothing
too! Nothing! Even if
we can kill Murphy...
/
The Drakoon? When you
look at it, it's an
ungainly jalopy ship!
/
Well, Captain...
Sorry to keep
you waiting.
/
I'm tired of waiting!
When in the world
will my turn come!?!
/
Don't champ at the
bit. The fun will
begin at once.
/
Oho! Are you really
sure?!?
/
Captain!
/
What?
/
An urgent message
has come in. It's
a special request
/
from the President
of Lagoll.
/
...In battle...
suffering pirates'
counter attack...
/
...urgent...please
send aid. The
position is APP-1038,
/
N-204 -- Orbital
relief station
Gomorrah! That's all!
/
Grrr... Damn it, it's
really my turn!
/
What do you know,
just like I said.
Well, I'll be going.
/
See you later.
/
Hey... Wait, you! If
you run off with my
catch, I won't
/
forgive you!
/
Immediate takeoff!
If we're outrun by
a jalopy like that,
/
we'll be the
disgrace of the
Space Force!
/
The shuttle is
approaching station
#6. The code name
/
is Gomorrah. Mass
and use are unknown.
/
Brother!
/
Joe! A pursuer is
coming. Approximately
forty ships!
/
A team...?
/
Shall we attack?
/
First, the shuttle!
/
The shuttle's signal
...has disappeared!
/
One step to the best
of our ability, eh?
/
Yes. Gomorrah...?!?
/
This isn't a station,
it's a fortress!!!
/
Murphy! Murphy Murphy!
/
Guard the docking port.
/
I will go to the
control room.
/
Yes!
/
Ah!
/
This is their
last resort...!?!
/
Here's something
in return!!
/
It's no use.
They're too much
for us to handle!
/
Let's wreck the
docking port! A
concentrated attack!
/
Why, you!
/
Impudent daddy-
longlegs! Adjust
the machine quickly!
/
Ah!
/
As I see it, it's
not unusable, but
the instability in
/
the controls is a
problem. Won't you
help us? Heh, heh...
/
It's no use! It's
not the usual make!
/
Joe! The enemy is
coming!
/
This is a small
problem!
/
There are even
warship-class...
Amazing...
/
What are we going
to do, Joe?
/
To be chased away,
after so long?!
Take combat positions!
/
We'll attack!
/
We'll show them the
difference between
pirates and Cushers!
/
GO!!!
/
Here! (joe)
/
Got 'em!
/
Where were we hit!?
/
Up on top!
/
Come on!
/
We've been hit to port...!
/
Detach it!
/
This is death
by slow torture!
/
Never say die!  (joe)
/
Shit! (joe)
/
Huh!? Damn! (joe)
/
What!?
/
Yo!  I came to help.
/
B-byrd!
/
Meddler!
/
Sorry...!
/
How's it going, Dr. Mature?
/
It's just as I suspected.
The controller has
been burned out.
/
If we don't stop using it,
and reconstruct the
mechanism entirely....
/
Something serious wil happen.
/
Can you do it?
/
Eh?  Yes... Somehow...
/
Excellent.  The problem
is under control.
/
Big Murphy!  The orbital
missiles are completed
and ready for firing!
/
Good.  Fire at once!  The
first target is Pavlopolis.
/
Blow up Maldora's
private residence!
/
B-b-boss!  That's crazy!
/
What!?  You are
questioning my decision?
/
Ah, but, but...  Everything
was done by Joe and the other
Crushers.  Maldora didn't...
/
Idiot!!  Do you think
Crushers could do what
they have done alone?!
/
You don't know anything,
so shut up!
I don't care... Launch!
/
Yes!
/
Heh, heh, heh...
Badgers!
/
Ooh...
/
Huh?  What!?
/
It's the United Space Force!
(joe)
/
Fire!  Don't let one
ship escape!  Fire!!
/
The Space Force... Crazy!
Why have they come?
Maldora couldn't have...
/
I see!  That bastard!  Him,
going this far to get me...
Get out of my way!
/
Ah!
/
If I do this, with this...
/
Ah... NO!
/
It's no good!  Don't!  Ah!
/
Hold the woman back!
/
You...
/
Ah...Stop!  Something will
happen!  Space will be...
Destroyed...
/
Oof...Ah! (mature)
/
Shut up!  Even if it's
faulty, this thing is
invincible!  Watch!
/
Wah!?
/
Oh! (loki)
/
Ah!
/
Ha, ha, ha!  Maldora! I
hope you learn a lesson.
/
Resist me, and this
is what happens!
/
Oh!?
(maldora)
/
What!?
(maldora)
/
Your... Excellency!
/
It's him... Murphy...
He's using it!
/
What's the problem!?
/
The support ships
are disappearing!
/
What?  That's crazy!
You're asleep at your post!
/
Damn it! (joe)
/
Stop!  Oh... Stop, already!
/
Bastard!  If he does this to
me, he will pay the price!
/
I'll smash the Space Force and
Minaus to pieces!
/
Ha, ha, ha...  Maldora...
It's the end of your
precious Lagoll, too!
/
Boss!
/
Hm?  Ooh!
/
Ah! (mature)
/
Loki...  You...
Wah!
/
B-b-boss was always making a
fool of me!  This puts an
end to it!
/
Heh, heh... Maldora, he told
me... I could become a boss.
/
From now on, I, I'm the boss!
You're dead!
/
Fool...!
You've been tricked by Maldora!
/
From now on, it's
the Loki Pirates!
Ha, ha, ha, ha!
/
You can't... mock me...
I won't allow...
/
Ah! (mature)
/
Don't move!
/
If you're going to shoot me,
then shoot!
/
Space is going to tear,
and we'll all be killed!
/
Oh..?
/
I can't stop it...!
I can't stop it!!
/
Brother!  The gravity-wave
meter is going crazy!
/
Look!  The Nolun!
The planet Minaus!
/
It's the fault
of that machine!
/
Ah?  It's moving...!
/
The twisted space is pulling
in the Nolun!  Space is
tearing!  Unbelievable...!
/
Ah! (maldora's secretary)
/
Your excellency!
It's dangerous!
Hurry to the shelter!
/
It's no use any more.
It's the end of everything!
/
Kowalski!  It's an emergency!
Help us!
/
Oh!  You?
/
A good turn of events for
both of us, eh?  Looks like
fate to me!
/
Save the small talk!  We're
going to invade the Gomorrah.
/
Please blast open
the docking port!
/
Captain!  The boy is
serious!  Please do it!
/
Hmm... I don't understand...
/
All right!  Hard about!
Target the docking port!
/
Concentrate your fire!
We must get
through that armor!
/
Number two turret,
above and below, plus 2.
/
Number four...
The same, plus 3.
/
Fire!
/
Did it!  (all)
/
Great!  Charge!
/
Thanks, Captain!
Now get out of here!
/
It's not far.
This next one!
/
Good! (joe)
/
Ah! (alfin)
/
What is it?
/
Ah...!  What should I do,
this machine...
/
That's it!  The power
generator's over there...
/
Ah... Wait!
Where are you going!?
/
W-wait!  Wait...Wah!
Wait!  Wait, I said!
Damn it!
/
Ah! (mature)
/
Now! (joe)
/
Damn this thing! (joe)
/
Wah! (killy)
/
Let's hurry!
Mature is in here!
/
What do you think
you're doing!?  Stop!
/
That's my machine!
Don't touch it!  Stop!
/
Oh!  Wah!
/
Ah! (mature)
/
Ooh.. Stop!!  It's my machine!
Take your hands off it!!
/
Wah!  Huh? (loki)
/
Shit!  Wah!
(still loki)
/
Mature!
/
Ah... Joe...
/
Mature...!
/
I'm okay... Joe...
Help me... Ah...
/
That... That lever...
Please... Pull it down!
/
All right.  Is this it?
/
Yes!  Hurry...
/
It's stopped.  The
machine's stopped, Mature.
/
Yes...  Thank you, Joe...
Ah!
/
Ah... Mature?  Hang on,
Mature!  You can't die!
Open your eyes!
/
MATURE!!
/
Pretty slickly done, eh?
Where's Boss Murphy?
/
Look for him down there.
Loki shot him...
He's dying here.
/
Hm... Thanks.  I guess I
owe you Crushers
more respect.
/
We don't care for your
admiration!
/
You gave your thanks.  Don't
give it to Pesident Maldora!
/
Maldora, is it?
/
So... Planned by Maldora's
men?  Hee, hee, hee...
/
What are you laughing at!?
/
Hee, hee, hee... I'm a
laughing-stock.  Rascal...
Not just Murphy...
/
Even I... Heh, heh, heh...
was fooled.
Heh... heh... heh...
/
I... am a fool.  Ooh...
/
Grr..  THAT...!
/
As the representative
of this country, and
as the person in
/
charge of the property
and the lives of all
those who live in this
/
country, I have a
seriously happy
announcement.
/
By the efforts of the
United Space Force,
and to the glory of
/
the self-sacrificing
Crushers, the violence
and lawlesness which
/
defiled the beauty
of this country for
so long, due to the
/
Murphy Pirates, has
been completely
gotten rid of.
/
Today is the start
of a new Lagoll.
With justice! We
/
will turn prosperous.
/
It's the day for
a fresh start.
/
Congratulations.
The interview was
a big success...
/
Yes. The evening's
preperations?
/
Yes! That is already
being prepared, with
splendor.
/
Oh!?!
/
Well... Joe...
What's the matter, eh?
Unexpected. There's
/
still time before
the party?
/
Berfore that, there's
something I want to
talk to you about...
/
...Talk?
/
A message to you from
Loki and Murphy. The
2 of them are waiting
/
for you in Hell.
/
Uh... What are you
talking about? You're
joking...
/
Don't pretend you
don't know!!
/
Indeed! You certainly
were being intimidated
by pirates. Putting on
/
the face of avictim,
you were also gathering
people's sympathy...
/
However, that's not it.
From the beginning, you
were conspiring with
/
the Murphy Pirates!
Making use of your
extraterritorial
/
jurisdiction, in
exchange for protecting
the pirates' hideout -
/
You were having a
share in that!
/
But...! You weren't
satisfied with that...
Big Murphy was in the
/
way of you grabbing
the real power. In
addition, you also
/
wanted that machine!
/
If you had that
machine, you could
get immense wealth
/
in your hands, without
using the pirates. And
then you tried to
/
usurp the machine, but
failed. As a last
resort, you used us
/
and Loki to kill
Murphy!
/
Ha, ha, ha... A fine
manner you have, like
a famous detective,
/
but is there proof?
Is there proof to
support that
/
outrageous hypothesis?!
/
I thought you would
come to that... The
proof... is THIS!!!
/
Wha..! What... What do
you think you're doing!
Violence is...
/
It's a thug! It's a
terrorist! Call the
police!!
/
Y - Yes! Wah!!
/
Sorry, man.
/
Your Excellency, glad
to meet you. I'm
Commander Byrd, of
/
the United Space
Force, 2nd division
information bureau.
/
Information bureau...
2nd division...
/
You are the President
of Lagoll, who
requested our
/
mobilization...
Heh, heh...
...Saved.
/
This is a warrant
for your arrest. In
the name of the
/
United Galactic
Chief, I arrest you,
Dupreau Maldora, as
/
an accomplice to
acts of privacy!!
/
Ah...
/
Well, Joe! Everything
turned out well,
thanks to you. I want
/
thank all of you for
your efforts.
/
Grr...!
/
Joe!
/
Doesn't like me,
does he...?
/
Go and ask him.
/
Well done,
Commander Byrd...
/
Far from it! I am
most unlucky. I'd
like a little
/
sympathy.
/
You're all right,
aren't you? That...
/
Yes! Punching me
like this, is a
considerable thing.
/
I see... Heh, heh...
/
No... You're a
terrible father, too,
aren't you... Letting
/
information bureau
use your son...
/
And you can look
indifferent... No?!?
Ha, ha... Well, well..
/
Well...! Although I
said I'd go with...
Both Ricky and Talos...
/
But if we can dig out
the Minerva...
/
Ah... AH!
/
Say, Joe! Who are you
thinking about right
now? Shall I guess?
/
Sorry... It's not
like that...
/
Right? I... just
heard... That Dr.
Balboth was Mature's
/
father...
/
And then that stuff
happened... Maybe he
was used by the
/
pirates... Said
"Please don't kill
Mature"... And put
/
her in refrigeration
sleep...
/
It's not like that.
You're father is
worried, surely.
/
Ah!
/
Aha! Joe! Make it
fly, Joe!!
/
All right!!
/