Holt: Easy, son. This ice is delicate.
Matt: Amazing. Isn't this exciting, Shiro?
Shiro: You guys get a little more excited about ice samples than I do.
Holt: This is history in the making. Not only have we traveled farther than any human ever has, but this ice could hold microscopic clues about the existence of life outside Earth.
Matt: Think of it, Dad. We could use those clues to become the first people to meet aliens.
Holt: My life's work would be complete.
Holt: What is that? Seismic activity?
Shiro: We should get back to the ship.
Holt: What? What is that? It can't be.
Shiro: Run! Come on, run!
Muffled Galran voice: Emperor Zarkon, we were scouting System X-9-Y as ordered when we found these primitive scientists. I don't think they know anything useful.
Zarkon: Take them back to the main fleet for interrogation. The druids will find out what they know.
Shiro: Please, we come from a peaceful planet! W-We mean you no harm! We're unarmed! (groans)
Voice 1: Look, they brought in another one.
Voice 2: Who is it?
Voice 3: Over there. It's another one.
Shiro: Huh? (gasps)
Lance: Galaxy Garrison flight log 5-11-14. Begin descent to Kerberos for rescue mission.
Hunk: (groans) Lance, can you keep this thing straight?
Lance: Relax, Hunk, I'm just getting a feel for the stick. I mean it's not like I did this!
Lance: Or this!
Hunk: (groans) Okay, unless you want to wipe beef stroganoff out of all the little nooks and crannies in this thing, you'd better knock it off, man!
Pidge: We've picked up a distress beacon!
Lance: All right, look alive, team! Pidge, track coordinates.
Hunk: Knock it off, Lance! Please!
Lance: This one's on you, buddy. We've got a hydraulic stabilizer out.
Hunk: (gulps) Oh, no.
Lance: “Oh, no?-” Fix now, puke later.
Pidge: I lost contact. The shaking is interfering with our sensors.
Lance: Come on, Hunk!
Hunk: It's not responding. (moans)
Lance: Oh, never mind, fellas. Thar she blows. Preparing for approach on visual.
Pidge: I don't think that's advisable with our current mechanical and.. gastrointestinal issues.
Lance: Stop worrying. This baby can take it, can't you, champ? (rumbling) See? She was nodding. She was nodding. Pidge, hail down to them and let them know their ride is here.
Pidge: Attention, lunar vessel - (screams)
Lance: What are you doing? Buckle your belt. And, Hunk, stop that shaking!
Hunk: I'm try- Oh, no. (vomits)
Pidge: Attention, lunar vessel, this is Galaxy Garrison Rescue Craft One Victor Six Three Tango. Coming in for landing and extraction, against crew recommendations.
Lance: No time for your mutinous comments now, Pidge. They're going under and we're going in.
Pidge: Look out for that overhang!
Lance: No worries. My first year in flight school, know what they called me? They called me "The Tailor" because of how I thread the needle. Come around, come around! Come on, come on!
Hunk: We lost a wing!
Lance: Oh, man.
Computer: Simulation failed.
Pidge: Nice work, Tailor.
Iverson: Roll out, donkeys! Well let's see if we can't use this complete failure as a lesson for the rest of you students. Can anyone point out the mistakes these three so-called cadets made in the simulator?
Student 1: The engineer puked in the main gearbox.
Iverson: Yes. As everyone knows, vomit is not an approved lubricant for engine systems. What else?
Student 2: The comm spec removed his safety harness.
Student 3: The pilot crashed!
Iverson: Correct. And worst of all, the whole jump, they were arguing with each other. Heck, if you're going to be this bad individually, you'd better at least be able to work as a team! Galaxy Garrison exists to turn young cadets like you into the next generation of elite astroexplorers, but these kinds of mental mistakes are exactly what cost the lives of the men on the Kerberos Mission.
Pidge: That's not true, sir!
Iver: What did you say?
Lance: Sorry, sir. (Pidge makes muffled noises) I think he hit his head when he fell out of his chair. But point taken.
Iverson: I hope I don't need to remind you that the only reason you're here is that the best pilot in your class had a discipline issue and flunked out. Don't follow in his footsteps. Next!
Iverson: Lights out in five! Everyone back to their dorms, now.
Hunk: We shouldn't be doing this.
Lance: You heard Commander Iverson. We need to bond as a team. We're going to grab Pidge, hit the town, loosen up, meet some nice girls -
Hunk: Okay, I'm-I’m just, I’m just saying this here, right now, on the record: This is a bad idea.
Lance: You know, for someone in a space exploration program, you don't have much of a sense of adventure.
Hunk: All of your little “adventures” end up with me in the principal's office. Oh, man.
Guard: (into radio) L-5 north all clear.
(Hunk grunts, screams)
Hunk: I'm fine. (yelps)
Lance: Where is he going?
(faint electronic beeping, voice murmuring)
Lance: You come up here to rock out?
Pidge: (gasps) Oh, Lance, Hunk. No, um, just looking at the stars.
Lance: Man where'd you get this stuff? It doesn't look like Garrison tech.
Pidge: I built it.
Hunk: You built all of this?
Pidge: Ah - stop it! With this thing, I can scan all the way to the edge of the solar system.
Lance: That right? All the way to Kerberos?
Lance: You go ballistic every time the instructors bring it up. What's your deal?
Pidge: Second warning, Hunk!
Lance: Look, Pidge, if we're going to bond as a team, we can't have any secrets.
Pidge: Fine. The world as you know it is about to change. The Kerberos Mission wasn't lost because of some malfunction or crew mistake. Stop touching my equipment!
Pidge: So, I've been scanning the system and picking up alien radio chatter.
Hunk: Whoa. What? Aliens?
Lance: Okay. So, you're insane. Got it.
Pidge: I'm serious. They keep repeating one word, "Voltron." And tonight, it's going crazier than I have ever heard it.
Lance: How crazy?
Iverson: (over loudspeaker) Attention, students. This is not a drill. We are on lockdown! Security situation Zulu Niner. Repeat: all students are to remain in barracks until further notice.
Hunk: What's going on? Is that a meteor? A very, very big meteor?
Pidge: It's a ship. (yelps)
Lance: Holy crow! I can't believe what I'm seeing! That's not one of ours.
Pidge: No. It's one of theirs.
Hunk: So, wait. There really are aliens out there?
Pidge: We've got to see that ship!
Lance: Hunk, come on!
Hunk: Oh, this is the worst team-building exercise ever.
Lance: Whoa! What the heck is that thing? And who the heck is she?
Lance: Ow! Right, alien ship. Man, we'll never get past all of those guards to get a look.
Hunk: Aw, man. Yeah, yeah, I guess there's nothing to do but head back to the barracks, right?
Pidge: Wait. They set up a camera in there and I grabbed its feed. Look!
Shiro: Hey! What are you doing?
Iverson: Calm down, Shiro. We just need to keep you quarantined until we run some tests.
Shiro: You have to listen to me! They destroy worlds! (grunts) Aliens are coming! (grunts)
Lance: That's Shiro! The pilot of the Kerberos Mission! That guy's my hero!
Hunk: Guess he's not dead in space, after all.
Pidge: Where's the rest of the crew?
Iverson: Do you know how long you've been gone?
Shiro: I don't know. Months? Years? Look, there's no time. Aliens are coming here for a weapon. They're probably on their way. They'll destroy us. We have to find Voltron.
Man: Sir, take a look at this. It appears his arm has been replaced with a cyborg prosthetic.
Iverson: Put him under until we know what that thing can do.
Shiro: No. No. No - no - don't put me under! No! There's no time! Let me go!
Pidge: They didn't ask about the rest of the crew.
Lance: What are they doing? The guy’s a legend, they're not even gonna listen to him?
Pidge: We have to get him out.
Hunk: Uh, I hate to be the voice of reason here, always, but weren't we watching on TV because there was no way to get past the guards?
Lance: That was before we were properly motivated. We've just got to think. Could we tunnel in?
Pidge: Maybe we could get some hazmat suits and sneak in like med techs.
Hunk: Or we dress up like cooks, head back to the dorms, sneak into the commissary - little late-night snack.
Lance: ..No. What we need is a distraction.
Hunk: Is that the aliens? (stammering) Is that the aliens? Are they here? They got here so quick!
Pidge: No, those explosions were a distraction, for him. The Garrison's headed toward the blast, and he's sneaking in from the other side.
Lance: No way! Oh, he is not going to beat us in there! That guy is always trying to one-up me!
Hunk: Who is it?
Hunk: Are you sure?
Lance: Oh, I'd recognize that mullet anywhere!
Pidge: Who's Keith?
Man: These readings are off the chart.
Lance: Nope. No, you - No, no, no. No, you don't. I'm saving Shiro.
Keith: Who are you?
Lance: Who am I? Uh, the name's Lance. We were in the same class at the Garrison.
Keith: Really? Are you an engineer?
Lance: No, I'm a pilot! We were like rivals. You know, Lance and Keith, neck and neck.
Keith: Oh, wait. I remember you. You're a cargo pilot.
Lance: Well, not anymore. I'm fighter class now, thanks to you washing out.
Keith: Well, congratulations.
Hunk: Oh, man. They're coming back and they do not look happy. We've got to go. Uh, do you mind if we catch a ride with you?
(Hunk and Pidge yell)
Pidge: Is this thing going to be big enough for all of us?
Pidge: Why am I holding this guy?
Hunk: Hey, we did all fit.
Lance: Can't this thing go any faster?
Keith: We could toss out some non-essential weight.
Lance: Oh, right! ...Okay, so that was an insult. I get it.
Keith: Big man, lean left!
Hunk: Aw, man! Mr. Harris just wiped out Professor Montgomery! No, no. He's fine.
Keith: Big man, lean right!
Hunk: Guys? (stammers) Is that a cliff up ahead?
Lance: Oh, no, no, no!
Others: No, no, no!
Lance: What are you doing? You're going to kill us all!
Keith: Shut up and trust me!
Keith: It's good to have you back.
Shiro: It's good to be back.
Keith: So, what happened out there? Where were you?
Shiro: I wish I could tell you. My head's still pretty scrambled. I was on an alien ship, but somehow I escaped. It's all a blur. How did you know to come save me when I crashed?
Keith: You should come see this.
Shiro: What have you been working on?
Keith: I can't explain it, really. After getting booted from the Garrison, I was kind of lost and found myself drawn out to this place. It's like something... some energy, was telling me to search.
Shiro: For what?
Keith: Well, I didn't really know at the time... until I stumbled across this area. It's an outcropping of giant boulders with caves covered in these ancient markings. Each tells a slightly different story about a blue lion, but they all share clues leading to some event, some arrival happening last night. Then you showed up.
Shiro: I should thank you all for getting me out. Lance, right?
Pidge: The nervous guy's Hunk. I'm Pidge. So, did anyone else from your crew make it out?
Shiro: I'm not sure. I remember the mission and being captured. After that, it's just bits and pieces.
Hunk: Yeah, sorry to interrupt, but back to the aliens. Where are they now? Are they coming? Are they coming for us? Like - where are they at this very moment?
Shiro: I can't really put it together. I remember the word "Voltron." It's some kind of weapon they're looking for, but I don't know why. Whatever it is, I think we need to find it before they do.
Hunk: Well, last night, I was rummaging through Pidge's stuff, and I found this picture. Look, it's his girlfriend. (chuckles)
Pidge: Hey, give me that! What were you doing in my stuff?
Hunk: I - well, I was looking for a candy bar. But, then, I started reading his diary.
Hunk: And I noticed the repeating series of numbers the aliens are searching for looks a lot like a Fraunhofer line.
Keith: Frown who?
Hunk: It's a number describing the emission spectrum of an element, only, this element doesn't exist on Earth. I thought it might be this Voltron. And I think can build a machine to look for it, like a Voltron Geiger counter.
Lance: Hunk, you big, gassy genius!
Hunk: It's pretty fascinating, really. The wavelength looks like this.
Keith: Give me that!
Lance: Okay, I admit it. This is super freaky.
Hunk: I'm getting a reading.
Hunk and Pidge: Whoa.
Shiro: What are these?
Keith: These are the lion carvings I was telling you about. They're everywhere around here.
Lance: Hmm. Whoa. Whoa!
Keith: They've never done that before.
Lance: (gasps) They are everywhere.
Pidge: Is this it? Is this the Voltron?
Shiro: It must be.
Keith: This is what's been causing all of this crazy energy out here. Looks like there's a force field around it.
Lance: Does anyone else get the feeling this is staring at them?
Shiro: Mm.. No.
Lance: Yeah. The eyes are totally following me.
Keith: I wonder how we get through this.
Lance: Maybe you just have to knock. (yells)
(Pidge and Hunk yelling)
Pidge and Lance: Whoa.
Lance: Uh, did everyone just see that?
Hunk: Voltron is a robot. Voltron is a huge, huge, awesome robot!
Pidge: And this thing is only one part of it! I wonder where the rest of them are.
Shiro: This is what they're looking for.
(Pidge and Hunk scream)
Lance: Hmm. (chuckles) Huh. Hmmph. Mmm... hmm. Here we go. (screams, groans) Uh? Huh. (Lance laughs)
Pidge and Hunk: Whoa.
Lance: All right! Very nice!
Hunk: Okay, guys, I feel the need to point out, just so that we're all, you know, aware. We are in some kind of futuristic alien cat head right now.
Lance: Whoa. Did you guys just hear that?
Keith: Hear what?
Lance: I-I think it's talking to me. Hmm... Um...
(Blue Lion roars)
(Pidge and Hunk scream)
Lance: Okay. Got it. Now, let's try this.
(Pidge and Hunk screaming)
Keith: You are - the worst - pilot - ever!
Iverson: What in the Sam Hill is that?
Man: It appears to be a flying blue lion, sir.
Lance: Isn't this awesome?
Hunk: Make it stop. Make it stop.
Lance: I'm not making it do anything. It's like it's on autopilot.
Keith: Where are you going?
Lance: I just said it's on autopilot! It says there's an alien ship approaching Earth. I think we're supposed to stop it.
Pidge: What did it say, exactly?
Lance: Well it's not like it's saying words, more like feeding ideas into my brain, kind of.
Hunk: Well if this thing is the weapon they're coming for, why don't we just, I don't know, give it to them? Maybe they'll leave us alone. Sorry, lion. Nothing personal.
Shiro: You don't understand. These monsters spread like a plague throughout the galaxy, destroying everything in their path. There's no bargaining with them. They won't stop until everything is dead.
Hunk: Oh. Never mind then.
(Blue Lion roars)
Hunk: Uh... Holy crow! Is that really an alien ship?
Shiro: They found me.
Pidge: We've got to get it out of here!
Lance: Hang on!
Lance: All right. Okay, I think I know what to do.
Pidge: Be careful, man. This isn't a simulator.
Lance: Well, that's good. I always wreck the simulator. Let's try this.
Shiro: Nice job, Lance.
Lance: Okay, I think it's time to get these guys away from our planet.
Galran: Lord Zarkon, the escaped prisoner and his people found the lion. It attacked us and is heading out of the system.
Zarkon: Follow that lion and alert all ships in the area to intercept. Capturing that lion is your first and only priority.
Galran: Yes, Your Majesty. Full power after the lion!
Hunk: Oh, no!
Pidge: They're gaining on us.
Lance: It's weird. They're not trying to shoot us. They're just chasing.
Hunk: Okay, seriously, now we think having aliens follow us is good? I am not on board with this new direction, guys.
Keith: Where are we?
Shiro: Edge of the solar system. There's Kerberos.
Pidge: It takes months for our ships to get out this far. We got out here in five seconds.
Hunk: What is that?
Lance: Uh, this may seem crazy, but I think the lion wants us to go through there!
Pidge: Where does it go?
Lance: I-I don't know. Shiro, you're the senior officer here. What should we do?
Shiro: Whatever is happening, the lion knows more than we do. I say we trust it, but we're a team now. We should decide together.
Lance: All right. Guess we're all ditching class tomorrow.
Lance: Whoa. That was...
Hunk: (grunts, vomits) So sorry.
Pidge: I'm just surprised it took this long.
Shiro: I don't recognize any of these constellations. We must be a long, long way from Earth.
Lance: The lion seems to want to go to this planet. I think... I think it's going home. Guys, personal space. Hunk, your breath is killing me.
Hunk: Um, is it just me or is anyone else having second thoughts about flying through a mysterious wormhole? Why are we listening to a robotic lion anyway?
Lance: It got us away from that alien warship, didn't it?
Keith: I don't know if you noticed, but we're in an alien warship.
Lance: Oh, are you scared?
Keith: With you at the helm? Terrified.
Shiro: All right, knock it off. No one's happy to be in this situation, but we're here now. If we want to get through this, we've got to do it together.
Pidge: So, what do we do?
Shiro: First, we find out where we're headed. Lance?
Lance: I.. don't know. I'm sorry. The lion's not talking to me anymore. Wait! Wait, wait, wait! Shh! Listen. I think I hear something. (passing gas)
Keith: I'm hearing it, too.
Hunk: It's, uh - It's kind of a - a high-pitched squeal?
(all groan) Come on, Lance!
Lance: But seriously, there's a castle up ahead.
Shiro: Keep your guard up.
Pidge: Something wrong?
Shiro: My crew was captured by aliens once. I'm not going to let it happen again.
Hunk: No, no! I knew it was going to eat us! No!
(Blue Lion roars)
Hunk: (whimpers) Oh, the door is open. Guess I was wrong about you. Hello? (voice echoing)
Pidge: From the size of the lion, I expected these steps to be bigger.
Computer: Hold for identity scan.
Shiro: Why are we here? What do you want with us?
(lights switching on)
Pidge: I guess we're going that way.
Hunk: Hello? (voice echoing)
Lance: Where are we?
Pidge: It's.. some kind of control room. (gasps)
Hunk: Are these guys... dead?
Allura: (gasps) Father!
Allura: Who are you? Where am I?
Lance: I'm Lance. And you're right here in my arms.
Allura: Your ears.
Allura: They're hideous. What's wrong with them?
Lance: Nothing's wrong with them! They heard exactly what you said about them! (screams)
Allura: Who are you? Where is King Alfor? What are you doing in my castle?
Lance: A giant blue lion brought us here! That's all we know!
Allura: How do you have the Blue Lion? What happened to its paladin? What are you all doing here? Unless... How long has it been?
Shiro: We don't know what you're talking about. Why don't you tell us who you are? Maybe we can help.
Allura: I am Princess Allura of Planet Altea. I've got to find out where we are and how long we've been asleep.
Pidge: Okay, that's how that works.
Coran: (gasps, screams) Enemy combatants! (grunts, groans) (screams) Quiznak! You're lucky I have a case of the old "sleep chamber knees." Otherwise, I'd grab your head like this, wrap you up like so - and one, two, three - (snaps fingers) Sleepy time!
Lance: Well, before you did that, I'd - (grunts repeatedly) Like that.
Coran: Really? How could you do that when I've already come at you with this? (grunting) Ha, ha, ha, hey!
Hunk: Man, these guys are good.
Allura: It can't be.
Coran: What is it?
Allura: We've been asleep for 10,000 years.
King Alfor: Zarkon.
Zarkon: Your fleet has been destroyed, Alfor. I will be there shortly to claim Voltron.
Allura: Father, we must form Voltron and fight before it's too late!
King Alfor: It's already too late. We must send the lions away. We can't risk them falling into Zarkon's hands.
Allura: We can't give up hope!
King Alfor: I'm sorry, daughter. If all goes well, I will see you again soon.
King Alfor: I love you.
Allura: Planet Altea and all of the planets in our solar system have been destroyed. Coran, Father is gone. Our entire civilization... Zarkon.
Shiro: (gasps) Zarkon?
Allura: He was the King of the Galra. A vile creature and enemy to all free people.
Shiro: I remember now... I was his prisoner.
Allura: He's still alive? Impossible!
Shiro: I can't explain it, but it's true. He's searching for a super weapon called Voltron.
Allura: He's searching for it because he knows it's the only thing that can defeat him, and that's exactly why we must find it before he does.
Haggar: (moans) Ah... The Blue Lion has returned, and now I feel a resurgence of Altean energy.
Zarkon: Alfor's daughter lives? How?
Haggar: I know not, but it is time to reclaim what is rightfully ours.
Zarkon: Yes. I shall wipe that foul race from the universe forever and take back Voltron. Contact my commanders.
Galran voice: Emperor Zarkon requests an audience.
Zarkon: Commander Sendak, the Princess of Altea is alive and hiding in your sector. We believe she alone holds the whereabouts of the remaining lions. Your battle fleet is the closest to her location. Retrieve her and the lions. With them all, the Galra Empire will be unstoppable.
Sendak: I fight for the empire. I conquer in the name of Galra. No foe has ever stood in my way and none ever will. Vrepit sa! Set a course for Arus.
Coran: Princess, you must eat. It's been 10,000 years.
Allura: I'm not hungry.
Lance: Man, 10,000 years? That's like one thousand plus ten.
Keith: That's.. times ten.
Lance: Whatever, dropout.
Hunk: I haven't eaten since breakfast and I'm starving.
Pidge: Yeah, but you've thrown up, like, five times.
Hunk: Hmm, good point.
Shiro: I can't believe your civilization created such advanced technology 10,000 years ago. It must have been an incredible place.
Coran: Yes, it was... but now it is gone and we're the last Alteans alive.
(Allura sobbing softly)
Allura: (gasps) Looks like we're not the last, after all.
Coran: A Galra battleship has set its tracker to us!
Allura: How did they find us?
Lance: I'm not sure, but I bet it's Keith's fault.
Keith: Say whatever you've got to say to make yourself feel better. After getting us stuck on the other side of a wormhole!
Lance: I'll stick you in a wormhole!
Shiro: Stow it, cadets! This is no time to place blame. It's time to work as a team. How long before they arrive?
Coran: At their speed? Oh, well, carry the two... I'd say probably a couple of days.
Allura: Good. Let them come! By the time they get here, you five will have reformed Voltron, and together, we will destroy Zarkon's empire!
Hunk: (burps) Sorry. Food goo. (stomach rumbles) (groans)
Shiro: Princess, there are five of these lions. How are we going to find the rest?
Coran: King Alfor connected the lions to Allura's life force. She alone is the key to the lions' whereabouts.
Pidge: These are coordinates. The Black Lion looks like it's in the same location as the Blue Lion.
Coran: Look at your primitive synapses firing away in their little brain cage.
Allura: Very observant. That's because the Black Lion is in the castle.
Coran: To keep the Black Lion out of Zarkon's hands, King Alfor locked it in the castle. It can only be freed if the other four lions are present.
Allura: As you have found, the lions choose their pilots. It is a mystical bond and cannot be forced. The quintessence of the pilot is mirrored in his lion. Together, they form something greater than science can explain. The Black Lion is the decisive head of Voltron. It will take a pilot who is a born leader and in control at all times, someone whose men will follow without hesitation. That is why, Shiro, you will pilot the Black Lion. The Green Lion has an inquisitive personality and needs a pilot of intellect and daring. Pidge, you will pilot the Green Lion. The Blue Lion -
Lance: Hold up, let me guess. Takes the most handsome slash best pilot of the bunch?
Allura: ...The Yellow Lion is caring and kind. Its pilot is one who puts the needs of others above his own. His heart must be mighty. As the leg of Voltron, you will lift the team up and hold them together.
(Hunk grunts questioningly)
Allura: The Red Lion is temperamental and the most difficult to master. It's faster and more agile than the others, but also more unstable. Its pilot needs to be someone who relies more on instincts than skill alone. Keith, you will fly the Red Lion.
Lance: What? This guy?
Allura: Unfortunately, I cannot locate the Red Lion's coordinates yet. There must be something wrong with the castle. After 10,000 years, it might need some work.
Coran: Don't worry, we'll find it soon. They don't call me "The Coranic" for nothing. It's because it sounds like "mechanic." So... Coranic, mechanic. It's not - It doesn't sound... exactly like it. It's similar.
(Mini Red Lion roars)
Allura: Once all the lions are united, you will form Voltron, the most powerful warrior ever known, the Defender of the Universe.
Hunk: Wait. Okay, we're going to be in there and flying lions. Got that part. How do lions turn into legs? Also, is this going to be a long trip? Because I have to pee. Do you people pee?
Shiro: We don't have much time. Pidge and I will go after the Green Lion. Lance, you take Hunk and get the yellow one. Keith, you stay here. If you locate that Red Lion, go get it.
Allura: In the meantime, I'll get this castle's defenses ready. They'll be sorely needed.
Coran: I'll ready a pod and load in the coordinates so that you can reach the Green Lion.
Coran: We can only keep the wormholes that lead to the other lions open for two of your Earth hours, so you'll have to be quick about your work. The good news is that according to my readings, both planets are relatively peaceful. So, if you do get stuck, they could be relaxing places to live out the rest of your lives. Well, enjoy the trip!
Lance: Wait! What? No!
Hunk: I did not receive the memo on this.
(Shiro and Pidge gasp, yell)
(sloth alien moans)
Pidge: It's just a... whatever that thing is.
(sloth alien moans)
Pidge: I... I think he wants us to get in his canoe.
Shiro: Then I guess we should go.
Shiro: I've been locked up by aliens for a year. This is nothing.
Pidge: (chuckles) I wonder if Hunk and Lance are having as good a time as us.
(Hunk and Lance screaming)
(Blue Lion’s alarm blaring)
Hunk: Oh, no! No, no, no! Oh! Oh, no!
(Hunk and Lance grunting, screaming)
Hunk: I thought Coran said these planets were peaceful!
Lance: Maybe "peaceful" means something else in Altean! (grunts)
Hunk: (groans) According to the coordinates, we're right on top of the Yellow Lion. It's below there, where they're mining for the ore. They don't even know the lion is there. Or maybe they just got here and they're digging for the lion? What do you think, Lance?
Lance: Who cares? Just go get it! I'm dropping you down there.
Hunk: Me? Down there? No. No, no, no.
Lance: Yes, I'll cover you!
Hunk: No, what if the Yellow Lion doesn't work? What - what if I - what if I can't get in the mine? What if I start crying? It’s too late, I'm already crying!
Lance: Sorry, no time for questions.
Hunk: (screams) (groans) (grunts) Oh yeah, sure, just drop me off in an alien planet. That's cool, man. It's only occupied by mean purple aliens that want to kill me, but whatever. Just ignore them and go connect with a big, yellow, mechanical cat. Easy-peasy. Yeah. That all makes a ton of sense to me.
Hunk: Cool. (pants) (groans) Okay, I'm in a giant hole. Now what, Hunk? Huh? Whoa. Pretty. How am I going to get through that? Hmm? Hmm...
Lance: Oh, no! (grunts) Hunk! (pants)
Pidge: I know the Princess said this is supposed to be my lion, but what if she's wrong? I mean, she's probably not wrong. She's a princess, but I'm not a pilot, even though I've always wanted to be a pilot. I mean I read all the fighter manuals, but I never got to fly the simulator. But hey, I can't be that worse than Lance. He crashed all the time. But what if I get in there and it doesn't respond? What if I get in there and it's too big and my feet don't touch the pedals? What if there aren't even pedals?!
Shiro: You're rambling. Listen... Our commander on the Kerberos Mission is the smartest man I ever met, and he always said, "If you get too worried about what could go wrong, you might miss a chance to do something great."
(sloth alien moaning)
Shiro: Go. Be great.
Pidge: (pants) Uh?
(Green Lion growling)
Piddge: Uh? Hup! Whoo-hoo-hoo!
(Green Lion roaring)
Lance: Hunk, come on! Please, buddy! (screams) Oh, no, no, no, no, no! Going down! We're going down! (grunts)
(Blue Lion’s alarm blaring)
Lance: Oh, no.
Hunk: You okay, Lance?
Lance: Hunk! I thought you were dead! You jumped in front of all those shots to save my life!
Hunk: Well, actually, I was trying to get out of the way. Thankfully, what this lacks in speed, it more than makes up for in armor. Man, can it take a beating! Ooh. We've got incoming!
Allura: Paladins, please hurry back. I can't hold the wormhole much longer.
Lance: Let's get out of here!
Hunk: (grunts, groans) Not this again.
Lance: Quit screwing around, Hunk! The wormhole is closing!
(Hunk and Lance groaning)
Allura: You made it.
Lance: Yeah, just barely. That was a nightmare. I almost puked out there. I felt like Hunk!
Hunk: Think how I felt. I am Hunk!
Pidge: Yeah. We had a tough time, too.
Shiro: Did we find the Red Lion yet?
Coran: Allura just located it. There's a bit of good news and bad news. The good news is, the Red Lion's nearby. The bad news is, it's on board that Galra ship now orbiting Arus. But wait, good news again. We're Arus!
Shiro: They're here already?
Coran: Yes. Guess my calculations were a bit off. Finger counting is - it's more of an art than a science. Hmm?
Sendak: Princess Allura, this is Commander Sendak of the Galra Empire. I come on behalf of Emperor Zarkon, Lord of the Known Universe. I am here to confiscate the lions. Turn them over to me, or I will destroy your planet.
Shiro: All right, let's not panic.
Hunk: Not panic? Th-The scary purple alien thing is driving his battleship toward us. We only have four lions.
Pidge: Technically, only three working lions.
Hunk: That's right. Thank you, Pidge. Three working lions and a castle that's, like, 10,000 years old.
Coran: Actually, it's 10,600 years old. You see, it was built by my grandfather -
Hunk: Thanks, Coran. Thank you for that. See? Now is the perfect time to panic!
Allura: Wait! This castle has a particle barrier we can activate.
Lance: Girl, you've already activated my par-
Coran: The particle barrier won't hold Sendak's ion cannon forever. The Galra technology must have advanced since we fought them last.
Hunk: Panic now?
Shiro: No. We've just got to figure out our plan of action, and figure it out quickly.
Lance: I say we pop through a wormhole and live to fight another day.
Hunk: I second that. Yes. I mean, we tried to find all the lions, right? We gave it the old college try. Couldn't do it. We only have three. We can't form Voltron. I guess we could form a snake. Or a worm! To go through that hole, Lance, that you were talking about.
Lance: Then, it's settled. Allura, you ride with me. One of you take the old guy.
Pidge: We can't just abandon Arus. The Galra will keep destroying planets and capturing prisoners until we stop them.
Hunk: Okay. If we run, then maybe Sendak will follow us and leave this planet alone, like when we left Earth. We form the snake-worm thingamajig and we (hisses) out of here.
Keith: Sendak could destroy the planet then come after us anyway. Staying is our only option.
Lance: Here's an option: shut your quiznak.
Keith: I don't think you're using that word correctly.
Lance: What do you know, Mullet?
Keith: We're staying.
Shiro: Guys, stop! Princess Allura, these are your lions. You've dealt with the Galra Empire before. You know what we're facing better than any of us. What do you think is the best course of action?
Allura: I... I don't know.
Coran: Perhaps your father can help.
Allura: My father?
Allura: Coran, what is this?
Coran: King Alfor knew there was a chance he might never see you again. So, his memories, his very being, were stored in this computer for you.
Allura: (gasps) Father! Father, it is so good to see you.
King Alfor: Allura, my only child, how I've missed your face.
Allura: I'm so frightened. A Galra ship is set to attack, and I don't know what to do. Please, Father, I need your help.
King Alfor: I would do anything to take this burden from you.
Allura: I don't know if we should run to preserve what we have or stay and risk everything. I want to fight, but the paladins of old are gone. I know what you would do.
King Alfor: I scattered the Lions of Voltron to keep them out of Zarkon's hands. You urged me to keep them and fight, but for the greater good of protecting the universe, I chose to hide them.
Allura: I think I understand.
King Alfor: No, daughter, you were right. I made a terrible mistake, one that cost the universe countless lives. Forming Voltron is the only way to stop Zarkon. You must be willing to sacrifice everything to assemble the lions and correct my error.
Allura: You five paladins were brought here for a reason. The Voltron Lions are meant to be piloted by you and you alone. We must fight and keep fighting until we defeat Zarkon. It is our destiny. Voltron is the universe's only hope. We are the universe's only hope.
Shiro: We're with you, Princess.
Allura: Your suits of armor.
Pidge: Oh, neat!
Hunk: Hmm... Mmm... hmm.
Coran: Princess, are you sure about this? They aren't exactly the best and brightest the universe has to offer.
Allura: No, but they're all we've got.
Shiro: Boys, it's time to suit up!
Allura: The bayard is the traditional weapon of the Paladins of Voltron. It takes a distinct shape for each paladin.
(Hunk gasps, groans, grunts)
Lance: (laughs) Whoo!
Lance: Aw, you got a cute little bayard. (screams, groans, whimpers)
Pidge: Yeah, it is pretty cute.
Allura: Shiro, I'm afraid your bayard was lost with its paladin.
Shiro: I guess I'll just have to make do.
Allura: You'll need to retrieve the Red Lion from Sendak's ship.
Keith: That's a pretty big ship. How are we gonna know where the Red Lion is?
Pidge: Well it's not a matter of "we." It's a matter of "you."
Hunk: Pidge is right. Once we get you in, you'll be able to feel its presence and like track it down.
Lance: Yeah. You know how you felt that crazy energy while we were in the desert?
Keith: Yeah. You made fun of me for that.
Lance: And I'm proud of that, but turns out it's exactly like that mumbo-jumbo.
Allura: Keith, remember, the Red Lion is extremely temperamental. You'll have to earn its respect.
Shiro: All right. Here's our plan of attack.
Shiro: The Galra Empire knows about the Blue and Yellow Lion, but they don't know we have the Green Lion, too. Hunk, Lance, you'll act as a decoy by pretending to give yourselves up.
Lance: Attention, Galra ship. Do not fire. We're surrendering our lions. Hope this works.
Shiro: While Sendak is distracted, Keith, Pidge, and I will sneak onto the ship in the Green Lion. Keith and I will find the Red Lion while Pidge guards our exit. Hunk, Lance, find some way to take down that ion cannon.
Lance: Pidge, what's your ETA?
Pidge: We're in.
Sendak: Activate tractor beam.
Hunk: What's that thing?
Lance: I think that's our signal to get out of here!
Sendak: They lied to us. Launch fighters!
Lance: Hunk, you dismantle the ion cannon while I take these jerks on a space ride!
Shiro: (groans, pants) I've been here before. After I was taken by the Galra cruiser off Kerberos, they brought us here.
Pidge: So, that means your other crewmembers, they might be held captive here. We... We've got to rescue them.
Shiro: Pidge, we don't have time. We have to get the Red Lion and get back to Arus.
Pidge: But we can't just leave prisoners here!
Shiro: Look, no one understands that more than me, but, in war, we have to make hard choices. Now, let's get moving.
Pidge: No! Commander Holt is my father. He and my brother were the ones on the Kerberos Mission with you.
Shiro: Commander Holt is your father?
Pidge: Yes. I've been searching everywhere for him and my brother. And I'm not going to give up looking when I'm this close. I won't!
Shiro: I'm coming with you.
Shiro: I remember where the prisoners are held. Keith, you go find the Red Lion.
Keith: By myself?
Shiro: Minor change of plans. You'll be fine. Just remember, patience yields focus. (doors open) So - Run!
Keith: (pants) Great. Now, which way?
Hunk: (grunts) What the quiznak? What is that? A force field?
Allura: Particle barrier up!
Coran: Is that what's supposed to happen? All the barrier crystals are out of alignment.
Allura: We have to fix it immediately. Without the particle barrier, we'll be defenseless.
Coran: We're both too big. What can we do?
Allura: The mice!
Coran: How do they know how to do this?
Allura: I can hear them talking to me. I think our minds are connected. It must be from sharing the sleep pod for 10,000 years.
(mice squeaking triumphantly)
Allura: Thank you, friends.
(Coran grunting, straining)
Allura: Coran, what are you doing?
Coran: I'm trying to get them to make me a sandwich.
Keith: (groans) You've got to be kidding me! (breathes heavily) Patience yields focus. Gotcha.
Shiro: That thing saw us. We should get out of here.
Pidge: Wait. I think this might come in handy. Now, I'll just reset the controls... and it's working for us. I'm going to call you "Rover." Follow me! Open up.
Shiro: (laughs) Excellent, Pidge.
Shiro: Don't be afraid. We're here to help you escape.
Galra Prisoner: It's you... It's you, the Champion. If anyone can get us out of here, he can.
Shiro: Wh... What did you call me?
Pidge: We don't have much time. Let's get to the escape pods.
Shiro: Let's go. Come on!
Lance: Whoa-ho-ho! Yeah, buddy! This is way more fun without Hunk's barfing!
(Hunk grunts, groans)
Keith: Bingo. Let's get out of here. Open up. It's me. Keith. Your buddy. It's me! Keith, your - I am your paladin!
Keith: I'm bonding with you! Hey! Come on! We're connected! (grunts) You're not getting this lion! (Keith groans, grunts)
Keith: (breathes heavily) (gasps) Good kitty. Let's roll.
(sound becomes distorted)
Pidge: (distorted) Shiro? Shiro, what's wrong?
(sound returns to normal)
Galra Prisoner: Thank you, Shiro.
Shiro: Wait! How do you...?
Pidge: Shiro, that was amazing! Where did you learn to fight with that?
Shiro: No idea.
Hunk: Come on, just break, you stupid thing! Score one for Hunk! You guys made it! Pidge: Kitty Rose has left the stage!
Lance: Let's get the heck out of here!
Hunk: I hope I stopped that cannon. I could barely make a dent in it.
Galran: They stole the Red Lion!
Sendak: After them! Either we get those lions or we blow this whole planet to cosmic dust! Fire the ion cannon!
Galran: Sir, the ion cannon has been damaged.
Sendak: Then send the drones to fix it!
(Black Lion roars)
(all roar in response)
Coran: Oh, quiznak!
Allura: Sendak is entering the Arusian atmosphere. We need Voltron now!
(Black Lion roars)
Galran: The ion cannon is back online!
Hunk: Man, those Galra guys repair things fast.
Coran: The barrier gets weaker with every blast. Once that shield goes down, the castle will be defenseless.
Allura: I can give you cover with the castle defenses for a while, but you have to form Voltron now or we'll all be destroyed!
Hunk: Jeez, no pressure.
Shiro: (groaning) Listen up, Team Voltron! The only way to succeed is to give it all you've got! This looks bad, but we can do this! Are you with me?
Hunk: I'm nodding. Is everyone else nodding?
Lance, Keith, and Pidge: Yes.
Shiro: Let's do this!
Lance: Uh, how?
Shiro: Good question. Does anyone have any ideas of how to form Voltron?
Hunk: I don't see a "combine into giant robot" button anywhere on my dashboard.
Pidge: This is insane! Can't they just cease fire for one minute so we can figure this out? Is that too much to ask?
Keith: We've got to do something.
Keith (groans): Hey!
Hunk: Okay, that didn't work.
Allura: Quickly, Paladins! Our energy levels are getting low! (groans)
Shiro: Maybe if we fly in formation, we'll just combine. Take off on my cue. One, two, three, Voltron!
Keith: Here we go!
Lance: Come on, come on!
Shiro: (grunting) Nothing's happening.
Lance: Hey, wait, wait, wait! I feel something!
Hunk: I do, too. I feel it. It's like we're all being pulled in the same direction!
Shiro: Uh, guys, I think I know why. Look up.
Lance: What the cheese?
Pidge: Sendak's ship is sucking us in like a black hole!
Sendak: Send a report to Emperor Zarkon: "The day is ours."
(Allura and Coran groan)
Shiro: Oh, no!
Hunk: I-I don't care what you say, Shiro. I'm panicking now! (screaming)
Pidge: It can't end here!
Lance: This is it!
Keith: It's been an honor flying with you boys.
Hunk: Oh, no!
Shiro: No! We can do this. We have to believe in ourselves. We can't give up. We are the universe's only hope. Everyone is relying on us. We can't fail! We won't fail! If we work together, we'll win together!
(Allura and Coran gasp)
Sendak: (gasps) Voltron!
Keith: I can't believe it!
Pidge: We formed Voltron!
Hunk: I'm a leg!
Lance: How are we doing this?
Shiro: I don't know, but let's get that cannon!
Allura: Good work, Paladins!
Lance: Thanks, pretty lady.
Shiro: We did it.
Keith: Heck yeah, we did.
Shiro: How did we do it?
Hunk: I was just, like, screaming the whole time. Maybe that did it.
Shiro: We're not going to stop searching until we find your brother and father. Wherever they are, I know they'd be proud of you.
Allura: We won the battle, but the war has only just begun. I'm afraid Zarkon will not stop until he gets these lions.
Coran: Good thing you paladins know what you're doing, because you're going to have to form Voltron again and again.
Hunk: Totally. Wait, what?
Lance: We barely survived forming Voltron this one time.
Coran: And you only had to fight one ship. Wait until you have to fight a whole fleet of them! It's not going to be easy being the Defenders of the Universe.
Shiro: Defenders of the Universe, huh? That's got a nice ring to it.