Starchaser: The Legend of Orin Page #3

Sighting frequencies

are locking on to us, Dagg.

I hope you've got

a good plan this time.

Give 'em a light show, Arthur.

Not that again!

The last time we tried decoy laser fire,

I got my aft panels vaporized!

Arthur!

Heads up, kid.

- I told you it wouldn't work.

- What's happening?

Just a little welcoming fire.

Hang on.

Oh, great!

They've got an atomic watchdog

sitting right on the doorstep.

Damn!

We need more muscle!

I've got to find a way

to knock it out.

And there it is.

Touch!

Stow it, Arthur.

We're not home free yet.

Blasted Security Section!

Why don't they ever tell anybody

about their damn drills!

Keep an eye on the kid, Arthur.

Don't let him out of your sight.

I'm not a babysitter, you know.

Okay, guys.

Just the way we practiced it.

Number One, you lead.

Excuse me, sir,

I'm Number Three. He's One.

Never mind!

Let's move it!

Hit the deck!

Damn! They've strengthened

the access doors.

You got any bright ideas

how we can get through that door?

Sorry, sir. I'm programmed

for tactical, not engineering.

Bargain robots! Damn!

Arthur!

Get off your butt and fly underneath

that Marcabian transport ship.

And no back talk!

That's good. Now open

the upper cargo doors.

This better work.

Move, and you're dead.

Zygon!

- Arthur.

- Yes?

Take us down.

I'm afraid that won't be possible.

You see, I'm programmed

to respond only to-

I said take us down!

Consider it done.

The penalty for

rubidimite smuggling is death.

You!

Kid, no!

We've got to get back

to the ship if we can!

No! I'll kill him first!

Get down, kid!

Who the hell ordered this drill?

Come on, kid!

This is our ticket out of here.

Let me go!

Let me go!

Take your human hands off me!

Get us out of here,

Arthur, fast!

It is him.

The Kha-Khan has returned.

You'll never get away with this.

Crystal smuggling

is an interplanetary offense.

And so is kidnapping.

Stop that! You have no right

to go probing around inside me.

You don't want me

because I can't see.

Don't leave me, Orin.

I'll die without you.

If there's a world above,

I'll find it for you, Elan.

Arthur, where the hell

are the personality circuits

on these G-2 fembots?

According to the "Internal

Schematics Manual"

of the G-2 class

government service fembot,

all personal characteristic circuits

are located in her-

In-

You're definitely looking

in the wrong place.

Well, where are they?

They're in her... posterior.

You wouldn't dare.

Help, help!

Why do you risk your life

stealing crystals?

Because, my little Water Snake,

the tax collectors of this galaxy

turn an honest worker into a slave.

Rubidimite crystals are the main source

of fuel for the Bordogon fleet.

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