Grig:
I've always wanted to fight a desperate battle against incredible odds.
Alex Rogan:
Wait a minute. When did the hangar go up?
Grig:
I told you! When Zur attacked!
Alex Rogan:
And were the Starfighters?
Grig:
In the hangar!
Alex Rogan:
You mean they're *dead*?
Grig:
[
scoffs] Death is a primitive concept. I prefer to think of them as battling evil, in another dimension.
Alex Rogan:
In another dimension? How many are left?
Grig:
Including yourself?
Alex Rogan:
Yeah!
Grig:
One!
Alex Rogan:
ONE?
[
the Gunstar takes off]
Centauri:
[
to Grig] But I saw him fight! He could be the greatest Starfighter ever!
Alex Rogan:
That was just a game, Centauri!
Centauri:
Well, you may have thought it was a game, but it was also a test. Aha, a test! Sent out across the galaxy to find those with the potential to be Starfighters. And here you are, my boy! Here you are!
Alex Rogan:
Right, here I am, about to be killed!
Centauri:
Killed! You don't really think it's dangerous, do you? Don't be silly! Trust me!
Alex Rogan:
Store's closed, mister.
Centauri:
I'm not here for cigarettes or bubble gum, my boy. Can you tell me the name of the person who broke the record on that game over there, and where I might find him?
Alex Rogan:
Alex Rogan, and you're looking at him.
Lord Kril:
Damage report!
Kodan Officer:
Guidance system out. Auxiliary steering out.
Lord Kril:
Divert! Divert!
Kodan Officer:
She won't answer the helm! We're locked into the moon's gravitational pull. What do we do?
[
sound of Lord Kril's eyepiece swinging over left eye]
Lord Kril:
We die.
[
as Alex's ship lands on his return to Earth]
Louis Rogan:
Woo! All right! We're being invaded!
Grig:
Remember, Death Blossom delivers only one massive volley at close range... theoretically.
Alex Rogan:
What do you mean "theoretically?"
Grig:
After all, D.B. has never been tested. It might overload the systems, blow up the ship!
Alex Rogan:
What are you worried about, Grig? Theoretically, we should already be dead!
Centauri:
[
voice in video game] Greetings, Starfighter. You have been recruited by the Star League to defend the frontier against Xur and the Ko-Dan armada.
Alex Rogan:
Teriffic. I'm about to get killed a million miles from nowhere with a gung-ho iguana who tells me to relax.
Alex Rogan:
Otis, I just never have a chance to have a good time around here.
Otis:
Things change. Always do. You'll get your chance! Important thing is, when it comes, you've got to grab with both hands, and hold on tight!
Centauri:
The amusing thing about this, it's all a big mistake. That particular Starfighter game was supposed to be delivered to Vegas, not some fleaspeck trailer park in the middle of tumbleweeds and tarantulas. So it must be fate, destiny, blind chance, luck even, that brings us together. And as the poet said, the rest is history.
Alex Rogan:
Where are you taking me?
Centauri:
Centauri told you, it's a surprise. Hey, are you the kind of kid who reads the last page of a mystery first? Who pesters the magician to tell you his tricks? Who sneaks downstairs to peek at his Christmas presents? Noooo, of course you're not.
[
singsong voice]
Centauri:
That's why I'm not gonna tell you!
Alex Rogan:
Oh, God.
Centauri:
Besides, I just love surprises, don't you?
Rylan Bursar:
[
disgustedly] Rrrr... E sanchay!
Centauri:
E sanchay? Onee mat swella! Preeta! Preeta!
Alex Rogan:
Centauri, what's going on here?
Centauri:
He's just saying how delighted he is that you're here, and if there's anything he can do make your stay more enjoyable, just give him a ring.
Alex Rogan:
My stay! What are you talking about? Where are we?
Centauri:
Welcome to Rylos, my boy!
Alex Rogan:
Rylos! Wait a min-... you mean, you mean... like the game?
Centauri:
Oh, he's quick! He's quick! He's very quick! He's speechless! So long, Alex! Have fun! May the luck of the Seven Pillars of Booloo be with you at all times!
[
muttering]
Centauri:
Oh, someday these cheapskates will thank Centauri, trust me.
Rylan Bursar:
Return the money, Centauri.
Centauri:
Return the money! Are you delirious? Do you know how long it took to invent the games? To merchandise them? To get them in the stores by Christmas?
Beta:
Wait a minute, what are you doing back?
Alex Rogan:
Are you kidding? It's war up there!
Beta:
Oh, save the whales, but not the universe, huh?
Beta:
Good luck, Alex.
Alex Rogan:
You too... Alex.
Centauri:
Alex! Alex! You're walking away from history! History, Alex! Did Chris Columbus stay home? Nooooo. What if the Wright Brothers thought that only birds should fly? And did Galoka think that the Ulus were too ugly to save?
Alex Rogan:
Who's Galoka?
Centauri:
Never mind.
Alex Rogan:
Listen, Centauri. I'm not any of those guys, I'm a kid from a trailer park.
Centauri:
If that's what you think, then that's all you'll ever be!
Alex Rogan:
Who are you?
Centauri:
Centauri's the name. I invented Starfighter, which is why I'm here.
Alex Rogan:
It is?
Centauri:
It is. We have to talk about a matter of utmost importance.
[
gestures toward the back seat of his car]
Centauri:
Step into my office.
Centauri:
I must congratulate you on your virtuoso performance, my boy. Centauri is impressed. I've seen 'em come, and I've seen 'em go, but you're the best, my boy. Dazzling! Light years ahead of the competition! Centauri's got a little proposition for you. Are ya interested?
Grig:
Up to your old "Excalibur" tricks again, eh, Centauri?
Centauri:
Alex, I want you to know that it was for the greatest good that I brought you back. Of course... it never hurts to be rich.
[
dies]
Alex Rogan:
Maybe there is a Starfighter left.
Alex Rogan:
We did it.
Grig:
Yes, we actually did, didn't we?
Alex Rogan:
The command ship!
[
to an alien]
Alex Rogan:
Sorry, I didn't mean to step on your, uh, whatever that is.
Maggie Gordon:
Alex? In Space? Is this for real?
Beta:
That's what I'm trying to tell you - it's ALL real.
Maggie Gordon:
Well then don't talk, DRIVE!
[
Beta is about to sacrifice himself]
Beta:
[
grimly smiling] You owe me one, Alex.
[
Kril is receiving the broken Zandozan transmission]
Lord Kril:
The last Starfighter...
Xur:
[
confidently] Is dead! The last Starfighter is dead! Nothing can stop us now! Ahead full to Rylos!
Grig:
[
proudly displaying his family photo] This, is my Wife-oid, and twelve thousand little grig-lets.
Louis Rogan:
[
trying to sleep, angry] What's up, Alex?
Alex Rogan:
[
walking out] Back to sleep, Louis, or I'm telling Mom about your Playboys!
Beta:
You're blowing it, Alex.
Louis Rogan:
[
looks down from the bed, shocked] What the shit?
Beta:
[
imitating Alex] I said, back to sleep Louis, or I'm telling Mom about your Playboys!
Alex Rogan:
[
calling out] Maggie! You're never going to believe this!
Maggie Gordon:
[
slaps him, angrily] I told you, Alex! Me and my, how did you put it, "strange sexual urges" aren't talking to you anymore!
Alex Rogan:
Hey, you look like me!
Beta:
Of course I do. I'm a beta unit.
Alex Rogan:
What the hell is a beta unit?
Beta:
A beta unit is a simuloid. An exact duplicate, only not as loud!
Alex Rogan:
[
discussing battle strategy] Wait a minute. We knock out the turret to get the fighters. But to get to the turret, we gotta get THROUGH the fighters. We're dead.
Grig:
[
reassuringly] I'll have it all figured out by the time we reach the Frontier.
[
alarm sounds and Grig's face falls]
Alex Rogan:
What's that?
Grig:
The Frontier.
Centauri:
[
to Alex, after watching Xur's speech] You still want to go? And miss all the excitement?
Louis Rogan:
What the shit?
Jane Rogan:
[
gesturing to Alex's Gunstar ship] Alex, what is all this?
Alex Rogan:
I, uh, I've been to another planet, Ma.
Centauri:
Get a good look, Alex, you can bet your asteroids you'll be seeing more of them
[
refering to a dead Zando-Zan sent to kill Alex Rogan]
Alex Rogan:
What?
Centauri:
This is a Zando-Zan. An interstellar hit-beast. Courtesy of Xur.
Alex Rogan:
Xur? Why's he after me?
Centauri:
Somehow he found out you're a Starfighter.
Beta:
You see, Alex, you've gotta go back. You stay here, you're dog meat.
Centauri:
Trust Centauri on this, my boy. Because in two hours, this park will be crawling with ten Zando-Zans, with just one thought on their microscopic little minds: kill Alex Rogan.
Beta:
[
to a startled Louis, while working on his detached head and sitting at a work bench] Louis, you're having a terrible nightmare. Go back to sleep.
Alex Rogan:
Hold it! There's no fleet? No Starfighters, no plan? One ship, you, me, and that's it?
Grig:
Exactly! Xur thinks you're still on Earth. Classic military strategy, surprise attack.
Alex Rogan:
It'll be a slaughter!
Grig:
That's the spirit!
Alex Rogan:
No, *my* slaughter!
Alex Rogan:
Centauri! I thought you were dead.
Centauri:
Me, die? And miss all the excitement? Ha-ha, no. I was merely dormant while my body repaired itself. Ah well, enough with the details. Suffice it to say, you're on Rylos, my boy. Stop thinking human. That's Lesson Number One. Lesson Number Two...
[
leans in]
Centauri:
You've got a good thing going here. Keep smiling, don't blow it. Lesson Number Three: Always trust Centauri...
Grig:
You must be Louis. I have heard many things about you.
Louis Rogan:
Hear that, slimes? I'm famous!
Kril's Controller:
...We have a break in the Frontier.
Lord Kril:
Fire the meteor gun!
Xur:
MY *DEAR* KODAN FRIENDS... Lest we forget, it was your own Emperor who charged me with command of this armada... For only *I* hold the secret to the Frontier... Just as only *I* know the location of the Starfighter base... And therefore, ONLY *I* WILL GIVE THE ORDER TO FIRE!
Lord Kril:
Forgive me, Xur.
Xur:
You are forgiven, Kril. Meteor gunner... Ready... And FIRE AT WILL!
[
He does so, destroying the Starfighter base]
Xur:
... At last it is done! Soon the Frontier will be down, and the Rylans will bow to their new Emperor...! Or I will darken the sky with their ashes.
Kril's Lieutenant:
[
aside, to Kril] How long must we endure this fool?
Alex Rogan:
[
Referring to Grig] Great! A million miles from no-where and I'm stuck with a gunho igauna that tells me to *relax*.
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