Voltron Transcript Archive

[Scene opens on the set of a gameshow]

Announcer: Hello and welcome to another exciting episode of the craziest game in the galaxy: Garfle Warfle Snick.

[Audience cheers]

Announcer: And now here’s the host of Garfle Warfle Snick… Bob! 

Bob: Thank you, Norlox. Hi, everybody. Welcome to another exciting edition of Garfle Warfle Snick, the game where anything you garfle will be warfled, and vice versa. I’m Bob. Now let’s meet the intergalactic goofballs we’ve got playing with us today. 

[Allura, Hunk, Lance, Pidge, and Keith all rise up from the floor, to stand behind podiums.]

Allura: What is this place? 

Hunk: Looks like some kind of game show. 

Keith: What’s happening? 

Pidge: I don’t know. The last thing I remember, we were all flying in our lions. 

Bob: [holds microphone in front of Keith] Hi, there. Tell us your name and where you’re from.

Keith: Wh-what is this? 

Bob: Uh-oh. Looks like somebody wasn’t listening to Norlox. 

[audience laughs]

[Announcer/Norlox shrugs and makes a dismissive noise] 

Bob: Tell him what this is, everybody. 

Audience: Garfle Warfle Snick! 

Bob: That’s right! The name of the game is Garfle Warfle Snick. Now tell us your name, son. 

Keith: My name is Keith. How did we get here? 

Bob: I’ll tell you how Norlox got to be on the show. [In a stage whisper] His uncle owns the studio. 

[Audience and Bob laugh. Norlox looks unamused.] 

Bob: Alright, Keith. Why don’t you introduce us to the rest of your team? 

Keith: W-We’re the Paladins of Voltron. This is Allura, Hunk, Lance, Pidge. But you haven’t answered my question. How did we get here? 

Bob: I hope not the same way I got here. A moofglider was jackknifed on the Haldar Expressway and it took forever to get past it. 

[audience chuckles] 

Bob: I still smell like moof. 

Audience: [laughing] Ew!

Bob: Okay, Keith, I’m sure you know how to play our game. All you’ve gotta do is accumulate quaz-cenbullion credits, and you win. Of course, if you don’t, you’ll hear this sound. [sad trombone playing]

Audience: Awww. 

Bob: And that means you’re trapped here in our studio for the rest of eternity. 

Hunk: Wait, what? 

Pidge: Did you say we’ll be trapped here for the rest of eternity? 

Bob: Uh-oh. Is there an echo in here? [quieter] Echo in here? 

[audience chuckles] 

Keith: I don’t know who you are or what’s going on, but we’re getting out of here. 

Bob: [chuckling] Oh, I don’t think so. 

[Bob snaps his fingers and the Paladins’ feet glow, revealing they are now stuck to the floor. The Paladins all grunt and unsuccessfully attempt to pull their feet out of the restraints.]

Lance: My feet are stuck! 

Pidge: Mine too!

Bob: See, all of you are guests on my show [voice distorts sinisterly] and you will play my game as long as I want you to. [normal voice] Understand? 

[Audience chuckles] 

[All Paladins except Keith nod vigorously] 

Bob: Great! Let’s start with our first warfler. Tell us what it is, Norlox. 

Norlox: The first warfler is… Pictation! 

[Audience cheers] 

[A screen descends from the ceiling, Keith is flown up to the front of the studio towards the screen by his foot restraints] 

Bob: Come on over here, Keith. Pictation, the drawing game. 

[A podium rises from the floor and Bob spins Keith, landing him behind the podium.] 

Bob: Now, Keith, the answers will pop up on your screen where your team can’t see them. It’s up to you to draw the people and places you’ve seen [a pencil appears in Keith’s hand] during your adventures as a Paladin of Voltron while your team tries to guess the answers. 

[Pans to other Paladins looking very skeptical] 

Bob: Are you a good artist, Keith? 

Keith: I, uh… 

Bob: Well I hope you’re a better drawer than a talker, huh? 

[Smoke flashes briefly on Keith’s head to reveal Keith’s hair is tied in a very high, short ponytail and he has a pacifier in his mouth. A baby giggles.] 

[Audience laughs] 

Bob: Let’s put blazzle hoochas on the board! And… go! 

[Keith begins to draw. A robotic voice says “The answer is Arusian.” displays beep and a clock ticks down] 

Hunk: It’s a rock! Balmera! 

Pidge: Olkari cube! 

Lance: It’s a chicken! 

Pidge: When did we see a chicken in outer space? 

Lance: I don’t know! It’s not my fault Keith can’t draw. 

[Keith continues drawing] 

Lance: Rooster! A chicken hawk. A chicken with a beard! 

Allura: It’s an Arusian! 

Bob: Correct! 

[Displays light up and ping in celebration. The audience cheers.] 

[Keith begins another drawing. The robotic voice says “The answer is Blade of Marmora.” displays beep and a clock ticks down]

Lance: What is that, chopsticks? 

Hunk: It’s something from space, Lance. 

Lance: Space chopsticks? 

[Keith crushes the pencil in his fist in frustration]

Pidge: It’s a knife. Sword? Oh, oh! Oh! Blade of Marmora! 

Bob: Right again! 

[More celebratory pings] 

[The robotic voice says “The answer is Red Lion.” A new pencil pops into Keith’s hand in a small cloud of smoke. He begins to draw. Displays beep and a clock ticks down]

Lance: Dog! It’s a dog! 

Hunk: It’s a lion. 

[Keith nods emphatically and makes a circular motion with his arm to indicate Hunk should continue] 

Hunk: Uh…  Black Lion, Blue Lion, Yellow Lion, Red Lion. 

[celebratory pings] 

Bob: Red Lion is right! 

Hunk: Yeah! 

Allura: Way to go, Hunk! 

[The robotic voice says “The answer is Haggar.” Keith begins to draw. Displays beep and a clock ticks down]

Lance: Pepperoni! An alligator! A cave, a windy cave! Oh no, no, no. What is that thing called? It’s a.. a thermos!  

Allura: [growling in frustration, slams her hands on her podium] Lance, would you stop talking!?

[timer buzzes] 

Bob: Oh! Time’s up. 

Audience: [sadly] Aww.

Lance: What! No way that was blazzle hoochas. 

Bob: Looks like our other team is gonna have the opportunity to steal. 

Hunk: What other team? 

[Bob gestures to the other side of the studio. 5 new podiums are present. Cardboard cutouts of Zarkon, Haggar, Lotor, and a small Galra appear and then in a puff of smoke take on life-like forms.]

Lance: Zarkon? No way! 

Hunk: This can’t be happening. 

Bob: Hello, there! 

Zarkon: Hello, Bob. 

Bob: Why don’t you introduce yourself to the audience and tell us who these wonderful people are with you? 

Zarkon: I’m Zarkon. This is my lovely wife, Haggar. 

Haggar: Hello.

Bob: Hubba hubba. 

[audience laughs] 

Zarkon: My son, Lotor [Lotor turns his head and grunts petulantly], and one of my insignificant underlings, Morvok. 

Morvok: I am such a big fan of the show. I can’t believe we’re here! 

Bob: Well, welcome welcome. It’s good to have you all on with us, especially this lovely. [Bob approaches Haggar] Hmm? Mm-hmm, mm-hmm. 

[audience makes various whooping approval noises]

Zarkon: [chuckling] Watch it, now. 

Bob: All right, Zarkon. Have you been watching backstage? 

Zarkon: Yes, I have. 

Bob: The Paladins of Voltron have scored three correct answers, but now you and your team have the opportunity to steal all of their points if you can correctly identify what ol’ Keith was doodling on there. 

Zarkon: [chuckling] Well, I’d rather steal their Lions than their points. 

Bob: [stage whispering] Yeah, I bet you would. 

[Audience laughs] 

[Screen and laughter distort for a moment before returning to normal] 

Hunk: Uh, why are they acting like that? 

Allura: It doesn’t matter. There’s no way we’re going to lose to the Galra. 

Zarkon: [chuckles] But seriously, I think I can guess this. [puts his hand on Haggar’s shoulder] You might not like the answer. 

Bob: Uh-oh. Don’t wanna stir up any trouble with the missus. 

[Audience laughs] 

Zarkon: She doesn’t look like that drawing, but I’m pretty sure the answer he was going for was… 

Bob: Fingers crossed [displays ding] 

Zarkon: Is it Haggar? 

Bob: That is correct! [displays ding in celebration] The answer is Haggar! 

[audience cheers] 

Lotor: [pumping his fists in celebration] Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! 

[Morvok grunts and cheers] 

Hunk: This is really bizarre. 

Keith: [exasperated] Windy cave? 

Lance: Hey! I’m not a mind reader. 

[audience laughs] 

Bob: So, Zarkon, you have garfled the first warfler. That puts you in control of the board. Do you wanna play or pass? 

Lotor: Play! I spent centuries perfecting my exquisite, lifelike renderings. Not that you cared. 

Haggar: I treasure your art. [moves to place her hand on Lotor’s arm] 

Lotor: Don’t touch me, you filthy, filthy hag! [he jerks his arm away]

[audience chuckles] 

Zarkon: Don’t speak to her that way, you insolent whelp! 

Audience [softly]: Ooh…

[Lotor growls and smacks Morvok upside the head] 

Morvok: Ow! I didn’t do nothing! 

[Audience laughs and cheers]

Bob: Family, am I right? 

[Audience laughs] 

Zarkon: They are quite a handful. 

[Audience laughter quiets] 

Bob: So, what’s it gonna be, Z? 

Zarkon: Well, I’ve always said that the best offense is a good defense. 

Bob: Sounds like you’re gonna pass. 

Zarkon: I am. And I think I’d also like to play this. [Zarkon holds up a card] 

Audience: Ooh! 

Bob: Uh-oh! 

[A large version of the card pops onto the screen and enlarges] 

Bob: The solo card! That means one of these Paladins is gonna have to take the next warfler alone. The question is, Zarkon, which one is it gonna be? 

Zarkon: Well, I think there’s really no choice here. I’m going with the dumb one! 

[Zarkon points and the camera zooms in on Lance’s slack face. A graphic of a ball swings in and strikes Lance’s head, squeaking and clanging. Bob laughs.]

Lance: Who’s he talking about? 

[Audience laughs] 

Bob: It’s time for a word from our sponsors. But when we get back, Lance will be starting the next warfler all by his lonesome. Stick around. 

[Audience cheers] 

Lance: Wait, I’m the dumb one? 

Norlox: Garfle Warfle Snick is sponsored by… 

[scene changes to the tacky Earth shop from Season Two Episode Seven “Space Mall.” A gray, large-eyed alien wearing an Area 51 hat enters the scene.] 

Alien: Come on down to It’s Earth for the craziest Earth deals in the galaxy! [a CD in a clear clamshell case pops on screen] We’ve got throwing discs with cases. [price beeps in corner] Twenty GAC, or six for a hundred. [cash register noise] [A toilet appears on screen] We’ve got a luxury seat that doubles as a water fountain. [water burbles] That’s two-in-one for one low price: fifteen hundred GAC. Yggiz aliens would say, “I’m snarloft in the cranker!” And they’re right! [A broom is displayed] We’ve got a foot scraper. Forty-nine GAC. [Vacuum is displayed] A skin sucker for your foot scrapings. Fifty-seven GAC. [Box for Mercury Gameflux II video game system appears] The arcade three thousand exercise machine. Twenty-five hundred GAC. And don’t forget, each purchase comes with a free Kaltenecker. [A cow slides onto the screen. Cash register clinks] That’s right, we’re out of our crankers! [Cow moos] 

Norlox: And now back to Garfle Warfle Snick. 

[Audience claps] 

Bob: Right before the break, Zarkon’s team decided to make one of the Paladins of Voltron play solo the next round, and the Paladin he chose was the dumb one, Lance. 

[Audience laughs] 

Bob: Hey, Lance, how’s it going? 

Lance: Well, you know what, I’m not too happy about being referred to as “the dumb one,” like, eighteen times. 

[Audience laughs] 

Bob: Oh, it was only about four times, you big dum-dum. 

[Audience laughs. Sad trombone plays] 

Bob: But now you’ve got a chance to change all that and show everyone how smart you really are. Are you ready for that? 

Lance: Absolutely. 

Bob: Okay! Let’s give Lance a big round of applause! He is a great sport. 

[Audience cheers and claps]

Bob: Norlox, tell Lance what the next warfler is. 

[dramatic drum roll] 

Norlox: The next warfler is Faces From the Past! 

[audience claps] 

Bob: Ah, a little walk down memory lane. Lance, you know how this game goes, am I right? 

Lance: Uh, yeah! T-totally. 

Bob: [grunts and gets very close to Lance’s face] What do you think, audience? Do we believe this beautiful dum-dum? 

Audience: [laughing] No! 

Bob: I know you’re telling the truth, Lance, but just for the folks at home, let’s run through the rules real quick. Now, you’re gonna see pictures of some of the folks you’ve met on your adventures around the galaxy. All you have to do is tell us their names. I’ll give you a goolian credits for each one you name correctly, adding to the points you’ll need to earn your freedom. How does that sound? 

Lance: Sounds like we’re going to be getting back to Voltron pretty soon. 

[Audience cheers]

Bob: That’s the spirit! But, just to make sure you don’t get any help from your friends, let’s lower the isolation shield. 

[A clear tube falls down from the ceiling and surrounds Lance. The camera zooms out to reveal what looks like a green tube with teeth at the very top of the clear tube]

Bob: Perfect. Now let’s see our first mystery face from the past. 

[monitor beeps and the display shifts between characters. It slows briefly on Kolivan before changing one more time and landing on a masked Blade of Marmora member]

Lance: Easy! That’s Koli-- what? Who’s that? 

Bob: He’s an important figure. [screen pans to Keith, pointing at his Marmora knife] Someone who helped you in your fight against Zarkon. 

Lance: Hmm… Keith keeps pointing at his blade, so… 

Bob: Oh, that’s a pretty big clue. Have you got a guess? 

[a clock ticks down] 

Lance: Blade… y? Bladey? 

[Buzzer blares. Sad trombone plays. Hunk groans and slides down below his podium. The rest of the Paladins make various distressed faces and sounds]

Bob: Oh! The answer is Antok. 

Zarkon: Yes! 

[Lotor and Morvok high five] 

Lance: Oh, yeah, that guy. 

Bob: Kolivan’s right-hand man who fought valiantly for the good of the universe. This next one is a little more personal. I think you’ll remember this gal. 

[Display beeps and almost stops on one character before landing on another.] 

Lance: Ooh! Her? Yeah, that’s Plax-- her? 

[Audience laughs]

Lance: Uh, she was the serious one? 

Bob: That’s right! What was her name? 

Lance: Uh… oh! Hold on. Okay, I know this. She was the one who measured my head for the jellyfish hat. She rode on a giant manta ray. 

[camera scans across the Paladins all looking hopeful and excited] 

Bob: We need an answer.

Lance: Ah… mmm… Wait, was it Jelly? No, no! Shelly! 

[Buzzer blares. Audience awwws. Sad trombone plays]

Bob: Her name is Swirn. 

Lance: Swirn? Huh [chuckles] Never would’ve come up with that. 

[Audience laughs] 

Lotor and Morvok: Go Galra! Go Galra! Go Galra! [Zarkon hums along with them] 

[Audience laughs] 

Bob: Your team is starting to lose faith in you, Lance. 

[Lotor and Morvok continue chanting in the background. Audience continues laughing] 

Lance: I’m just not real good with names. I’ll get the next one. 

Bob: I hope so. Let’s see the next face from your past. 

[Display beeps. Characters scroll by. The display almost stops on one character before landing on another]

Lance: Finally, a name I know! Quiznak! Can you guys stop changing it at the last second? Hmm… This guy, this guy…

Bob: You remember. 

Lance: He faked the distress signal! 

Bob: He stole the Blue Lion. 

Lance: That too. 

[Audience laughs] 

Bob: What’s his name? 

Lance: [growls] Okay. It’s on the tip of my tongue. 

Bob: Traveled with Nyma and Beezer. 

Lance: Yeah. Pidge loved that robot. [takes a deep breath] 

[cut to the other Paladins spelling out R O L O with their arms. The letters buzz like neon lights.] 

Lance: Nope. I got nothing. 

[Buzzer blares. Paladins groan. Sad trombone plays] 

Bob and Lance: Rolo! 

[Audience awwws and laughs]

Bob: You are terrible at this. 

Lance: To be fair, we’ve met a lot of people. 

Bob: Well, this is the last face, Lance. If you finish without a single correct answer, you know what that means. 

Lance: No. What? 

Audience: [laughs] Snick! Snick! Snick! Snick! Snick! [continues chanting]

Morvok: Yeah! Hahaha! 

Lance: I can’t hear what they’re saying. Is it “snick” ? 

Bob: That’s right! Miss this next question, and I will be forced to hit this button, [button glows and makes a noise] which will shoot you out of the studio and into the lair of the Snick. 

[audience cheers]

Bob: Show us the Snick, Norlox! 

[A display shows a large rocky, spider-like creature. It roars into the camera showing its large teeth] 

[Lance screams] 

Bob: Ooh! [chuckles] He looks hungry. 

Lance: What! Nobody said anything about the Snick! 

Bob: Well, it’s in the title of the show. Garfle Warfle Snick! 

[audience chuckles] 

Lance: I wasn’t listening to that! You know I’m the dumb one! 

Bob: Well, here’s your last face, dum-dum. Look carefully. 

[audience cheers and laughs] 

Lance: Quiet! I need to concentrate! 

[Display beeps again and scrolls through characters while a drumroll plays in the background. Lance whimpers and begins to sweat. The display stops.] 

Lance: It’s Bii-Boh-Bi! Bii-Boh-Bi! 

[Jingle plays triumphantly. Audience cheers] 

Bob: That’s right! You are not gonna get fed to the Snick. 

[Audience boos] 

Bob: They are savages. 

[Audience laughs] 

Bob: Well, sorry, Zarkon. Looks like you’re going home. 

Morvok: It was just fun being on the show!

Haggar: Shut up. 

[The floor drops out from underneath the Galra. They shout and fall.] 

Bob: And now, since he’s the only person in the galaxy Lance can remember, let’s bring him out! Ladies and gentlemen, star of the hit stick-com, Bii-Boh Me, the one and only Bii-Boh-Bi! 

[audience cheers] 

Bob: Bii-Boh, welcome back to the show. Seems like you’ve been pretty busy since we saw you last. 

Bii-Boh: Bii-bi-boh, bi-boh-bii, bii-bii-bii, bi-bi-boh, bii-bii! 

[Bob and audience laugh] 

Laugh: Y-yeah. Heh… 

Bob: Okay, Bii. You’re an old pro at this, so maybe you can help this dum-dum out. 

Bii-Boh: Bii-boh, boh-bii. 

[audience laughs weakly] 

Bob: Norlox, what is our next warfler? 

Norlox: It’s the Garflater! 

Audience: Oooh! [cheers] 

Bob: Alright, now, as everyone knows, the Garflater is worth vezcenbullion credits. So, Lance, this could get you and your friends well on your way to freedom. 

Lance: Let’s do this! 

Bob: Of course, if you don’t answer five questions correctly, you’ll end up in the Garflator, where you’ll be slowly cooked alive. 

[Screens pans to a clear vat of boiling acid. Sad trombone plays. Audience gasps.] 

Lance: What? Come on! 

Bob: Let’s put blazzle hoochas on the board. 

[monitor beeps] 

Bob: Bii-Boh-Bi, you’re giving the clues, and remember not to say the word. 

Bii-Boh: Bii-boh.

Bob: Start the Garflator! 

[Garflator (the green mouth attached to the top of the tube Lance is trapped in) growls and chomps on the clear tube. Clock begins ticking down] 

Bii-Boh: Bii, bii-boh-bi. 

Lance: Um… I have no idea what’s happening right now. 

Bii-Boh: Bii! [Garflator chomps further down the tube] Boh! [Chomp] Bii!

Lance: Bii? 

[jingle plays] 

Bob: Correct! 

Bii-Boh: Boh-boh…

Lance: Bii? 

[audience chuckles] 

Bii-Boh: Bii… [squeak] 

Lance: Bii-boh? 

[Bii-Boh grunts and points at Bob] 

Lance: Bii-bii? 

[jingle plays] 

Bob: That’s two! 

[Paladins laugh and celebrate] 

Bii-Boh: Boh… 

Lance: Bii!

[jingle plays] 

Bob: Two more to go! 

[Garflator continues chomping on the tube] 

Bii-Boh: Bii-boh-boh--

[buzzer blares and Bii-Boh grunts in frustration] 

Bob: You can’t say the word. 

Bii-Boh: Bii-boh… 

Lance: Boh-boh, bii-bii-boh, boh-bii-boh. 

[jingle plays] 

Lance: Yeah! 

[Garflator chomps] 

Bob: Final clue. Running out of time! 

[Garflator continues chomping, getting close to where Lance is in the tube] 

Bii-Boh: Boh-boh-boh! 

Lance: Bii-boh-bii-bii?

Bii-Boh: Boh-boh-boh, boh-boh-boh-boh, boh-boh-boh!

Lance: Bii-bii-bii, boh, bii-boh, boh, boh, b-bii-bii-bii!

[buzzer blares] 

Lance: Oh! Oh! [screams] 

[The Garflator makes it to the bottom of the tube and chomps Lance] 

Bob: Oh! So close. 

[Lance grunts and screams as he’s dragged along the tube of the Garflator and dumped into the acid] 

Bob: The answer was Bii. 

Lance: I said that! 

Bob: Give it up for Bii-Boh-Bi, everybody! 

[audience cheers] 

Bii-Boh: Bii-boh, bi-bi-bi-bi! 

[Bii-Boh exits the stage] 

Bob: When we come back from the break, we’ll see if Lance’s fellow Paladins can get him out of the Warflator before he gets turned into hot pudding… right after this!

Norlox: Garfle Warfle Snick is sponsored by Vrepit Sal’s! 

[screen distorts and fuzzes to show Sal in front of his restaurant at the Space Mall] 

Norlox: Come on down to Vrepit Sal’s for family fun and approved imperial flavors. 

[Sal is shown holding a plate of the meal Hunk created, giving a thumb’s up. A faint twinkling jingle plays. A bag of chips with Haggar on the front is displayed] 

Norlox: For a limited time, get a Haggar snack pack every time the Melgregian Fitzers score three havers in a sprat. 

[Zarkon and Haggar pop up next to the bag of chips. Haggar has one glowing yellow eye and her tongue stuck out in a hungry pose. Zarkon is giving two thumbs up with the same hungry tongue position. Lotors pops onto the top of the screen at an angle, also giving a thumbs up and winking. A close up of the food is shown again.] 

Norlox: Vrepit Sal’s! Sustenance prepared right. 

[Sal pops back on screen in front of the food. A chicken-like animal clucks and the shrieks. A sharp, knife-like sound plays followed by a thud. The screen goes back to the game show.] 

Norlox: And now back to Garfle Warfle Snick.

[audience claps as the show’s jingle plays]

Bob: Welcome back, everybody. The Paladins of Voltron are trying to win their way off the show, but they just lost one of their team to the Warflator. How’s it going over there, Lance? 

[pans to Lance in the vat of acid] 

Lance: Actually, this feels great. 

[Audience laughs. Lance is in a seated position, relaxing with his arms behind his head, his shoulders and up are floating above the acid and the rest of his body is submerged.]

Lance: The goo is nice and warm and it feels like it’s exfoliating me. 

Bob: Well, eventually, it’ll eat through your skin. 

[audience laughs. Screen cuts back to Lance in the acid, now looking shocked and frightened instead of relaxed] 

Bob: But let’s see if one of your friends can help you out. Well, hello, Princess. 

Allura: What are we doing here, Bob? 

Bob: We’re playing the game. 

[audience laughs weakly] 

Allura: Please let us go. The universe needs Voltron. 

Bob: Well, then the Paladins of Voltron are just gonna have to get serious about winning this game. Now, which one of you do you want to play to free Lance, huh? Who’s the brainiest of the team? 

All the Paladins: Pidge.

Bob: All right, little fellow, step on out here. 

[Pidge is wheeled out to the front by her foot restraints and yells in surprise. The audience claps and cheers] 

Bob: Norlox, tell us what the next warfler is. 

Norlox: It’s Bankchannel! 

[A robotic jingle plays. The screen shows a complicated mini-golf course. The audience claps] 

Pidge: Hey! Miniature golf! 

Bob: Miniature what? 

Pidge: This game, it’s… Never mind. 

Bob: All right, let me show you how to play here. [Bob picks up the golf club] All you have to do is hit the sphere through the bankchannel into the tunnel. 

[the jingle plays again. A display pops up showing a close up on the hole. Bob demonstrates how to hit the ball off several walls to land in the hole. Audience claps politely] 

Bob: Easy. Think you can do that? 

Pidge: I think I can handle it. [she takes the club from Bob] 

[music plays as Pidge carefully inspects the terrain. She Hmm’s several times. The screen distorts as she lines up her shot like a pool cue instead of a golf shot. And squints with one eye closed]

Bob: Ooh. Very serious. 

[Audience laughs. Pidge looks behind herself back towards the Paladins at their podiums] 

Bob: The hole is over there. 

[Audience laughs] 

[Pidge stands up and carefully lines up her shot, taking several abbreviated practice swings at the ball while humming softly. She rears back to swing hard and grunts. The ball slams into the game show camera with a crunching noise as the glass shatters. It ricochets off the camera and hits Bob’s floating chair, sending him spinning wildly around the room making noises of shock and alarm. Static briefly flashes over the screen, then reveals Bob on the ground and Pidge jumping on top of him, holding him to the ground by his head.] 

Pidge: Let us go! Now! 

[and alarm begins to wail. Red lights flash in the studio.]

Pidge: Huh? 

[Audience cheers wildly]

Bob: It looks like the Paladins have just made it into the final round! 

[Bob zips out from under Pidge and appears in front of the stage again with a glittery jingle. Lights flash around the screen triumphantly. The audience continues to cheer. All of the Paladins (including Lance) are back behind their podiums and look very confused.] 

Pidge: What the… 

[Lance grabs at his own face] 

Hunk: Okay, I know I’ve said this before many times, but this is the freakiest thing I’ve ever seen.

Bob: One of you will now be allowed to leave the game. The rest of you will be staying here with me forever. 

[Audience oooh’s] 

Bob: You have blazzle hoochas to write down your choice for who should get to escape on the screen in front of you. Go! 

[dividers pop up between the Paladins’ podiums so they can’t see each other. A clock begins to tick down. The Paladins examine their pens and begin to write. All of them seem reluctant and conflicted.] 

Bob: Final hoochas. Make your selections, everyone. 

[Clock finishes and the podium dividers slide down with a whoosh] 

Bob: Hunk, let’s start with you. Who’d you vote for? 

[A picture of Allura pops up on Hunk’s podium display with a jingle]

Hunk: Well, Bob, I voted for Allura. 

[the audience gasps and aww’s] 

Hunk: I figured she’s the princess, and she’s such a natural leader, you know. The universe needs her more than it needs the rest of us, plain and simple. 

[Audience aww’s. Allura places her hand on Hunk’s shoulder]

Allura: Aw. Thank you, Hunk. 

Bob: Allura, who did you vote for? 

[Pidge’s photo pops up on Allura’s podium] 

Allura: I selected Pidge. She and her family have the best chance of rebuilding what my father started. 

Bob: Interesting. Lance, who got your vote? 

[Keith’s photo is shown on Lance’s podium]

Lance: I voted for Keith. He’s our leader, plus he’s half Galra, so I think he’s, like, the future. 

Bob: Keith, the leader, who do you think deserves to make it out of here, huh? 

[Lance’s photo is shown on Keith’s podium] 

Bob: Lance? Why Lance? 

[Audience makes surprised noises] 

Keith: I just don’t wanna be stuck here for eternity with Lance. 

[Audience laughs] 

Lance: Aw. Thanks, man. Wait, what? 

[Audience laughs] 

Bob: We’re down to our very last vote. Pidge, you’re the Paladin that everyone says is the smartest, the most analytical, the most logical. Let’s see who you voted for. 

[Hunk’s photo is shown on Pidge’s podium] 

[Audience aww’s] 

Bob: Hunk? Seriously? 

Pidge: Yeah. Hunk gets along with everybody. If anyone’s gonna go out into the universe and bring people together, it’s Hunk. 

[Audience aww’s again] 

Hunk: Aw, thanks, Pidge.

[Hunk and Pidge fist bump] 

Bob: No one voted for themselves. Everyone wanted someone else to get to leave and every single one of you got a vote. 

Lance: So I guess we all get fed to the Snick or something now, right? 

Bob: [voice distorted sinisterly] You all get… [normal voice] quaz-cenbullion credits! 

[Cheerful music plays, confetti shoots at the corners of the screen, lights flash like a camera bulb. The audience cheers.] 

Bob: You win! 

[Paladins all hug each other and cheering in a cloud of confetti] 

Pidge: Yeah! Yes! Yay! 

Hunk: We’re the best! 

Bob: That’s our show, everybody. From all of us here at Garle Warfle Snick, please have your klanmuirls spayed or neutered. Good night!

[A power down beep sounds. The screen fades to black. The Lions are flying in formation with a nebula-like background. An alarm clock goes off. Screen jumps to inside Hunk’s cockpit where he gasps awake.] 

Hunk: [whimpering and looking around for a moment before relaxing] Oh! Whoa. Oh. That was messed up. Hey, guys. I just kinda dozed off for a second and I had this crazy dream. 

[scene changes to Pidge’s Lion, Shiro looking concerned in the background.] 

Pidge: Garfle Warfle Snick? 

Hunk: No. Way. 

Keith: You guys saw that, too? 

Lance: So wait, does that mean Bob is real? 

[Scene changes to inside Allura’s Lion. Romelle and Coran are behind her seat.] 

Coran: Bob? Did you all just meet Bob? 

Allura: Coran, you know him? 

Coran: I’ve never met him myself, but I’ve heard tales. He’s an all-powerful, all-knowing interdimensional being who judges the worthiness of great warriors. 

[All paladins pop up over a display of godly being in the swirling cosmos, holding all of the paladins in one enormous hand. Allura, Hunk, Pidge, and Keith look very skeptical.]

Lance: Well, I bet he never met anyone worthier than us. 

[Light glints off Lance’s tooth as he grins with a sparkly chime] 

Coran: The legends say that if you meet Bob and live to tell the tale, you’re destined for great things indeed. 

Keith: The guy was kind of a jerk, though, right? 

[Hunk murmurs in agreement]

Allura: Completely.

Lance: I’m not that dumb! 

[The Lions jet off farther into space. A constellation of many stars and planets in the background faintly make the shape of Bob’s face.] 

[Static fills the screen and then an underwater scene is shown]

Blumfump: [voice distorted at first, growing clearer with every word] Looking for a play the whole family can enjoy? Come on down to Luxia’s Kingdom. Ride a seahorse. Feed Swirn’s jellyfish.

[People riding seahorses come onto the screen, followed by a person feeding jellyfish out of their hand. Then the scene is replaced by a group of people relaxing in a hot spring] 

Blumfump: You can take a dip in our new volcanic hot springs or see the hypnotic Octodancers perform [Scene changes to people watching an octopus creature dancing on a stage] while snack on treats [Scene changes again to Plaxum handing out food] from Plaxum’s bakery and lots more! 

[Scene fades out with mermaid people waving to the camera]

Blumfump: [voice distorting] Luxia’s Kingdom, so safe and warm, you’ll wanna stay forever. 

[Scene begins outside of a Galra cruiser. Moves into the hangar to reveal the Lions in a secluded area, powered down and laying on the floor haphazardly, surrounded by guards. Zooms out to reveal the Lions on a display screen on the bridge.]

Female First Mate: The Lions are locked in the hangar and the Paladins have been taken to the brig. 

[Scene changes to Lance in the brig, listening at the door] 

Lance: Hm? Hm. Mm-hmm.

Hunk: What are you doing? 

Lance: I’m feeling for a secret passage.

Keith: You’ve watched too many movies, Lance. There’s no secret passage. 

Lance: Oh really? Then how do you explain this? 

[Lance kicks the wall]

[Lance whimpers in pain]

Lance: I meant, uh, this! 

[Lance spins around and kicks the opposite wall]

Lance [whimpering in pain]: D’ooh, ow, ow, ow! 

Krolia: Will someone shut him up? 

[Lance stops whimpering]

Krolia: There’s only one guard patrolling out there. If we can get this door open, we can overpower him. 

[Lance whimpers again]

Hunk: What happened to Coran? 

Krolia: He must have managed to hide when we were captured.

Allura: At least we have one ally out there still able to fight for us. 

Pidge: Are you saying our fate rests in Coran’s hands? [Pause, everyone looks very skeptical] I will help you look for that passage. 

[Scene cuts to the Black Lion]

[Coran grunts and pounds on the closet door. He growls in frustration and begins trying various means of pulling the door open. He pants]

Coran: Quite the sticky wicket I find myself in, hmm? Absolutely True Tales of an Incredibly Humble Hero. Chapter Forty-Three: A Hero’s Escape. I find myself in the cargo hold of the Black Lion, a strategic and very conscious choice on my part. It’s on me to free my compatriots and save the day. Luckily, I’m up to the task. Some men shrink in the face of danger, while others stand up and say [a loud clang sounds behind him] Ah!!

[Coran whimpers and scans the room with his flashlight, revealing the now-squeaking mice] 

Coran: Oh! Uh, hello, little friends. I didn’t see you there. 

[Mice squeak]

Coran: Oh, uh, just so you know, I didn’t scream because I was scared. That was a shriek of intimidation, by which I mean it would intimidate you. Uh… [clears throat] Well, anyway, I’ll get us out. Hmm.

[Mice squeak]

Coran: And then the world will read about us in my memoirs… Absolutely True Tales of [the mice squeak and skitter away] Hey! Where are you going? 

[Coran follows the mice with his flashlight until they skitter through a vent in the wall. His eyes follow the sounds of skittering up and around the ceiling to the doors. He places his head against the door to listen. Coran screams as the mice open the door and he falls into the hallway.]

Coran: Well I was gonna try that next. you just beat me to it. Good job, guys. 

[Coran shines his flashlight behind the mice, where the wolf is laying on the floor. The wolf whines.]

Coran: And where were you this whole time? I could’ve really used some help in there. 

[The mice squeak and skitter down the hall.] 

[Coran approaches the wolf. It whimpers again.]

Coran: Oh, you’re hurt. Well, you just sit tight. Old Coran is on the case. 

[Scene changes to Coran on the outside of the Black Lion, looking down on the guard below.] 

Coran [to the mice]: Now you stay here. I’ll take care of the enemy combatant. 

[Mice squeak and run off.] 

Coran: Huh? 

[Mice leap off of the Black Lion and onto the guard. They cover his faceplate, making him remove his helmet and scream while trying to brush them off. He drops his weapon.]

[Coran starts to try to jump onto the guard, slips, screams, falls down onto the guard’s head and renders him unconscious.]

[Scene cuts to unclothed guard, unconscious and groaning on the floor. Coran is above him putting on his clothes. The mice squeak.]

[Scene cuts to Zethrid coming through a doorway to meet Ezor. The door closes behind her.]

Zethrid: We’ve got all the Lions and their Paladins locked down. 

Ezor: If Voltron survived, do you think that means Lotor is still alive? 

Zethrid: That’s what we’re going to find out. 

Ezor: What if he finds us? What do you think he’ll do to us? 

Zethrid: I will always take care of you, Ezor. Don’t worry, we’ll be fine. 

Ezor: Do you really believe that? 

Zethrid: Just look at what we’ve done already. We just took down a Galra cruiser. And we have the mighty Paladins of Voltron locked in our brig. We are destined for greatness, Ezor. Trust me. 

Ezor: I do. Now let’s go torture some prisoners. 

Zethrid: That’s my girl.

[Scene cuts to pirates chatting in hallway]

Pirate 1: And then, I heard they was giving away free Kalteneckers with every purchase. 

[Coran peaks around corner in previous guard’s uniform]

Pirate 2: Wait, did you say “free”?

[Coran walks around the corner]

Coran: Greetings, fellow scallywags. How’s the booty? 

Pirates: “Booty”? 

Coran: Anyhow, how’s… how about capturing those Paladins, eh? Ha ha. Remind me where you’re -- I mean, uh, we’re keeping them. 

Pirate 1: Wait a second. [Zoom in on Coran’s scarf] That’s Blofar’s scarf! He stole it from that Valdostian before we flushed him into space. 

[Pirates move to surround Coran]

Coran: That’s right, and I won it from Blofar in a game of Gorblonthian Checkers. 

Pirate 2: But Blofar hates Gorblonthian Checkers.

Coran: Yes, that’s right, which is why we used the Melmakian ruleset. 

Pirate 1: Did you say “the Melmakian ruleset”? 

Coran: Did I? [He coughs] Wh-what I meant to say was -- 

Pirate 1: [levels her weapon at Coran] Who are you? 

[Acxa jumps down from the ceiling onto the Pirate’s head and knocks her out. She jumps from Pirate 1 to Pirate 2 before he can level his weapon at her. Acxa kicks him in the head and he falls unconscious in front of Coran.]

Coran: Wait, aren’t you one of Lotor’s generals? 

Acxa: Acxa. 

[Scene cuts to the Paladins in their cell. The door whooshes open to reveal two pirates with weapons. They walk in and stand aside for Ezor and Zethrid.]

Ezor: Look who’s here. It’s Voltron. 

Zethrid: We’re going to have a little talk. 

Lance: Hey! You’re the guys that Lotor shot into space. 

Pidge: And the ones that were trying to kill us. 

Hunk: Yeah, sure, but we’re all friends now, right? I, for one, am glad you survived. 

Ezor: I’m glad you survived, too. It’s no fun torturing a dead person. 

Hunk: Oh. So, maybe not? [Chuckles]

Zethrid: Where have you been all this time? And what happened to Lotor? 

Shiro: What are you talking about? 

Ezor: We’re talking about your little disappearing act. 

Zethrid: Answer the question! How did you survive that explosion? 

Hunk: Don’t you know? You were there. 

Ezor: I think there’s a little confusion about how the “we ask questions, you give us answers” scenario works. 

Zethrid: Enough of your games. Where is Lotor? 

Keith: Lotor’s dead. We left him in the Quintessence Field. 

Ezor: Yeah, that doesn’t really add up. Why aren’t you dead? 

Hunk: Because of the power of teamwork? 

Zethrid: I’m going to ask you one more time, and then we’re going to have to take a more extreme approach. 

Ezor: The fun part. 

Zethrid: What happened to Lotor and where have you been all this time? 

[Scene cuts to Acxa watching around a corner as a guard passes by] 

Coran [right behind Acxa as she turns around]: What are you doing here? 

Acxa [gasps and recoils briefly]: I picked up the signal you were sending to your home planet. I assume that’s how Ezor and Zethrid were able to intercept you. 

Coran: But why are you helping us? 

Acxa: We don’t have time for that now. Your friends are being held in a detention cell several floors below us. We have to find a way to free them, get to your Lions, and most likely blast our way out. 

Coran: Well that’ll be a challenge. The Lions are nearly too weak to fly. They’d be little help in a fight. 

Acxa: So if the entire pirate fleet comes after us? 

Coran: We’d be right back here or shot into space. 

[Acxa presses a button on her wrist causing a display to pop up and beep] 

Acxa: We’re gonna need a distraction, not to mention an escape route. 

[display continues beeping] 

Coran: Ooh, there’s an ion cannon in hangar one, right next to the Lions. 

Acxa: That should work. In the event of a hull breach, these cruisers are designed to seal off the other hangars in order to maintain the ship’s integrity. We can use the ion cannon to blast a hole in the hangar door. The other doors will seal. 

Coran: So the pirates would only have escape pods to chase after us until they override the system. 

Acxa: You free your friends and find your helmets and weapons. Once I blow open the hangar, you and your Lions will be sucked out into space.

Coran: Right. We’ll be ready to go in five doboshes. 

[Pan to Coran’s helmet on the ground]

[Scene changes back to detention cell] 

Zethrid: If you insist on maintaining this charade of ignorance, you leave us no choice but to apply pressure. 

Ezor: Finally. Who’s our first victim? 

Zethrid [zoomed in on Pidge]: You. I’d bet half my fleet that this group of heroes has a soft spot for the small one.

[Lance lunges out as Ezor walks toward Pidge]

Lance: Don’t you touch her! 

[Ezor kicks Lance across the room. Lance groans in pain.]

Zethrid: [scoffs] Your defiance is adorable. And so very misguided. 

Pidge: Leave us alone! 

[Ezor whips her head tail around and grabs Pidge by her handcuffs, pulling her away from the group. Everyone gasps and shouts.] 

Hunk: Pidge! 

[Ezor hoists Pidge up into the air by her shoulders. Pidge groans.]

Keith: [lunges forward] Let her go! 

[Guards block his path to Pidge and Ezor and level their weapons at him.]

[Pidge groans] 

[Scene changes to the Black Lion in the hangar next to an ion cannon.] 

[Acxa leaps down onto the ion cannon. A display inside pings a red warning signs and beeps. Acxa taps her wrist and summons a yellow display. The red display on the cannon changes to yellow. Acxa carefully hits controls]

[Scene changes to the unclothed guard, who wakes up in only underpants and groans, squeals, covers his pelvis, and runs to an intercom panel.]

Guard: We’ve got an intruder in hangar one. Send backup! 

[Red lights flash throughout the hangar. An alarm beeps. Additional pirates run in, spot Acxa on the cannon and shoot at her. She dodges their attacks and runs toward them. One guard attacks her with a laser whip. She dodges their attacks and knocks them unconscious.] 

[Scene changes to Coran in a hallway.]

Coran: Where did I put that helmet? Hm, just gonna have to do this the old-fashioned way. 

[Coran breathes in, closes his eyes. His face turns a light shade of purple. He runs down the hallway. A guard passing by does not notice him. Coran puts his hand near a door panel. It whooshes open and reveals a large, helmeted and armored figure in the Galra pirate uniform.]

Coran: Ah, hello there. It looks like your shift is up. I’m here to replace you. 

Armored Pirate: [mechanical warble] My shift just started. [Steam hisses out of the back of the armor.] Who are you? Hey, is that Blofar’s scarf? 

[Coran sighs and backs up, holding his fists out in approximately a boxer’s stance.] 

Coran: Fine. I challenge you to a battle of fisticuffs! 

[Coran pants and shouts, shuffling in the hallway. He punches the armored pirate in the torso. His hand makes a cracking sound. He screams in pain.] 

[Steam is released from vents in the back of the armored pirate. He approaches Coran.]

Coran: [whimpers] Easy there, big fella. Simmer down now. It’s just a little scheduling conflict!

[The mice skitter off down the hallway, unnoticed by the armored pirate. A door shuts behind them.]

[Scene changes to Acxa fighting more pirates. She is outnumbered and being fired upon. She pulls up the ion cannon screen on her wrist display again and presses a button. She sprints away.]

[Pan to pirates firing their weapons at Acxa. They gasp as the ion cannon begins to move. It charges up a large, crackling ball of electricity.]

[Scene changes to the detention cell, Pidge’s feet dangling in the air. Pidge groans.] 

Ezor: Answers! 

Keith: We told you, he’s --

[Boom from outside the cell. An alarm begins to sound.]

Computerized voice on loudspeaker: Hull breach in hangar one. Lockdown sequence initiated. 

[Pirates begin marching out of the detention cell. Ezor growls and drops Pidge before following.] 

[Krolia approaches the door as soon as it shuts] 

Krolia: This is it. The next time that door opens, overwhelm the guard. 

[The team line up half against one wall on either side of the door] 

[Something clangs outside the door. A guard groans. The door opens. Everyone prepares to jump out and attack, but the mice are standing on top of the only guard, squeaking. Allura approaches them and drops down onto her knees.]

Allura: Hello, little friends. 

[Mice squeak] 

Allura: What? 

[More squeaking] 

Allura: Where? 

Hunk: What? What are they saying? 

[Squeaking continues] 

Allura: Coran’s trying to rescue us. And he’s got help! Acxa. 

Keith: What? 

[Scene changes back to Coran, groaning and getting beaten up by the armored pirate.]

Coran: [sputtering] Joke’s on you! I’ve got you right where I want you. 

[He swings limply at the armored pirate and misses twice. Steam hisses out of the back of the armored pirate. Something hits him in the back. The armored pirate moans and falls down. Allura, grown to a larger size, was behind him. Allura shrinks back to normal size. Coran wobbles and sinks down to his knees, returning to his normal color. Lance and Keith run to support him on either arm.]

Coran [to the unconscious armored pirate]: See? You got lucky. 

Keith: Coran, where’s Acxa? 

Coran: I don’t know. Where am I? 

Shiro: Are you okay? 

Coran: Never better. Now let’s get our belmards and hayards. 

Lance: Don’t worry, we got you. 

Coran: Oh, thank you, Princess Allura. 

[Scene changes to Ezor and Zethrid running down a hallway. An alarm is blaring. Through a nearby window, the Lions can be seen drifting out into space. Back inside, Ezor and Zethrid run through the hallway as breech doors close around them. Acxa slides through one just as it is closing, landing right in front of them.] 

Zethrid: Acxa, what are you doing here? 

Ezor: I should’ve known you’d show up once we got the Paladins. She’s always been sweet on that one with the flippity hair. 

[Acxa grunts and moves to a fighting stance. Zethrid and Ezor attack. Acxa dodges past them, turning and slashing a whip at Ezor, catching her foot and sending her sprawling onto the ground. Acxa dodges around Zethrid but Ezor manages to get free and come up behind her. Acxa throws Ezor off of herself and into Zethrid. Acxa runs around them while they get back to their feet. They give chase.] 

[Scene changes to the bayards and helmets sitting on a table. Two pirates are messing with the Paladin equipment.]

Pirate 1: [tries to put the yellow helmet on his head but it doesn’t fit] Hey, how do I look? 

Pirate 2: Mm, kinda dumb.

[Pirate 1 groans in disappointment and removes the helmet]

Pirate 2: [holding the green bayard] Do you think there’s a switch on here or something? 

Pirate 1: I cannot wait until that thing turns on and cuts your head off. 

[The team sneaks to the doorway of the room, behind the pirates.]

Keith: [whispering] Our bayards. 

Lance: [whispering] They have weapons and we don’t. Any suggestions? 

Coran: [yelling,slurring] Unhand those bayards, you scallywags! 

[Keith and Lance tackle Coran away from the door. Both pirates turn in shock, grabbing their weapons, and head to the door.]

Pidge: [whispering, with the others hidden against the wall in the hallway] So much for the element of surprise. 

[Coran shouting is muffled by Lance’s hand over his mouth.] 

[Keith closes his eyes and focuses, the screen tinges red. Keith’s bayard teleports into his hand. He charges into the room and slashes at the guards. After a few laser blasts and grunts, their bodies thud to the ground. The rest of the team enters the room to get their equipment.] 

Keith: Lance, lead the way. Keep the team together.

Lance: Wait, where are you going? 

Keith: Acxa saved our skin. I’m not gonna leave her behind. I’ll meet up with you guys soon. 

[The team suits up] 

Lance: Let’s get to the Lions. 

[Scene changes to the Lions floating out in space. The Paladins run to the end of a large hallway with a sealed breech door. Lance grabs a control lever and opens it. An alarm blares. The air whooshes out of the hallway. The Paladins begin jetpacking towards the Lions. Pirate chase them and fire laser weapons at them. The Paladins return fire with their bayards.] 

[Scene changes back to Ezor and Zethrid chasing Acxa down a hallway. Ezor begins to gain the upper hand in the fight against Acxa. Keith jumps in and shields Acxa from Ezor’s kick. Ezor cries out and flips away.] 

Ezor: Oh look, Acxa, it’s your favorite Paladin. 

Zethrid: So do you guys actually know each other? 

Ezor: Yeah, don’t you remember how she never wanted to kill him? 

Zethrid: Aw, I guess it is true love. 

Keith: Can’t we just fight? [He grunts and rushes them] 

[Scene changes back to the Lions. Hunk is flying around pirates, evading their fire. He wraps one in his own cape and kicks him into another, sending them flying and careening into other pirates. Hunk fires his bayard into the group and they scatter.]

[Krolia rips part of a jetpack off a pirate in front of her, the careen off into space. Two pirates fly up to Coran with weapons.] 

Coran: Huh? Ha ha! [he growls and shakes his fists at them] 

[A large, rumbling shadow falls over Coran. The pirates flee in terror.] 

Coran [with Mice in his helmet]: Ha! Must not have wanted any more. [he hears something behind him] Huh? Huh? 

[Coran turns around to find the Green Lion behind him. It roars and catches him in its mouth.] 

[Scene changes back to Ezor fighting Keith and Zethrid fighting Acxa. Acxa appears to gain the upper hand against Zethrid, kicking and punching her repeatedly. Suddenly Zethrid blocks her kick, punches her, and sends her flying down the hall.]

[Acxa lands near Keith, where Ezor is struggling with him for his sword. Keith growls seeing Acxa fall and shoves Ezor across the hall with his jetpack, slamming her into the opposite wall. Ezor falls to the ground, but Zethrid runs in and slams Keith and Acxa through a wall into another room. They both groan and slide to a stop against a breech door. A tube rolls towards them.] 

Keith: Is that what I think it is? 

Acxa: Synthian nitrate. 

[Scene changes to Allura in the Blue Lion’s cockpit.] 

Keith: Guys! Zero in on my location and fire on the ship. 

Allura: Are you sure? 

Keith: Just do it! 

[Allura’s displays lock on Keith and aim at the pirate cruiser. All of the Lions fire at the same point.] 

[Scene changes back to Keith and Acxa fighting Ezor and Zethrid. Keith grabs Acxa and jetpacks past Ezor and Zethrid, back through the hole they were thrown through. Zethrid and Ezor shout as they are caught in the blast.]

[Scene changes to the Black Lion flying toward the exploding pirate cruiser. Keith and Acxa blast out of a plume of smoke, into the Lion’s mouth. The Lions turn and fly away from the exploding pirate ship.] 

[Scene changes to the Lions resting on a rocky ground. Hunk turns away from them and walks into a cave. The rest of the team is in the cave. Hunk has an armful of sticks for a fire.] 

Hunk: Uh, I just looked at the Lions and they’re in worse shape than ever. 

Shiro: We should probably give them some time to recharge before we head back on our way. 

Lance: [Looking towards Acxa] Wow, a lot of things have really changed over the past few weeks. 

Acxa: Weeks? What are you talking about? 

Allura: The last time we saw you. You were fighting us alongside Lotor. 

Acxa: That was three deca-phoebs ago. No one has seen you since your fight with Lotor. 

Keith: That’s impossible. 

Acxa: It’s true. After Lotor jettisoned us, we managed to make it to cover on a meteoroid. There we saw both Voltron and Lotor disappear. Eventually, Voltron reemerged… alone. But then there was an explosion, and after that… nothing. That was three deca-phoebs ago. 

Lance: Whoa.

Allura: So, as far as everyone else in the universe is concerned, Voltron has been gone for three deca-phoebs? 

[Hunk drops his armful of sticks.] 

Pidge: That explains the discrepancies in the star charts in our Lions. I thought they were off because of our inter-dimensional jumping, which I guess they were in a way. Because when you think about it, that must have been the cause of the time slippage between our experience and that of the rest of the universe. 

Keith: So how did you end up here, helping us? 

Acxa: Zethrid, Ezor, and I were marooned on the meteoroid for days. Finally, a Galra ship came to investigate Lotor’s last known whereabouts. We took it over. With Lotor gone, it was clear that there was a power vacuum in the Galra Empire. Zethrid and Ezor wanted to exploit that for their own gain… but I knew I had to find my own path. And it led me to you. 

Keith: Thank you… for saving us. 

Acxa: I hope that this makes up, in some way, for the wrong I’ve done. I realize now that Lotor wasn’t the man I thought he was. He preached unity, but in the end, he sought only power. 

Allura: I understand how you feel. I fell for Lotor’s lies as well. 

Acxa: I’ll do everything I can out here to help the Voltron Coalition. 

Hunk: Wow, so everyone that was helping us thinks we’re dead. 

Pidge: Wait. I haven’t been able to get ahold of my dad on Earth or Matt and the Rebels. What’s happened to them in the last three years? 

Allura: And if Ezor and Zethrid became warlords in that time… what else has changed? 

[Scene begins with the Green Voltron Lion standing on a rocky cliff]

Pidge: This is Katie Holt, Paladin of the Green Voltron Lion, broadcasting to Earth. 

[Scene pans to Pidge sitting inside the Green Voltron Lion cockpit]

Does anyone copy? Over.

[Display beeping]

Pidge: I repeat, this is the Paladin of the Green Lion and part of the Voltron Coalition. If you hear me, please respond. Over. 

[Static crackling]

Pidge: Dad, are you there? 

[Pidge curls up in the seat sadly, hugging her knees to her chest]

[Scene pans to all five Voltron Lions standing in a circle on a rocky cliffside, zooming in on Hunk staring up at the Yellow Lion]

Romelle: What are you looking at?

Hunk: Oh, hey. [Chuckles] Didn’t see you there -- right there. I’m just checking out the Lion. Y’know a good pilot can tell you everything you need to know by a solid visual inspection. It’s time consuming, yes, and it takes impeccable attention to detail, but it’s worth it, trust me.

Romelle: Amazing.

Pidge: Hunk, I just ran a multi-lion system diagnostic test. The report back showed that the faunatonium partially replenished the power cores, but they’re still not at one hundred percent, so we’ll need to take it slow. 

Hunk: Yep, “partially replenished” power core. Nailed it. That’s pretty much what I got, too.

[Scene pans to the rest of the Paladins sitting and standing among supply boxes near the Lions]

Shiro: Were you able to contact Earth? 

Pidge: No luck. The low power levels are probably affecting our broadcast distance. I’ll keep trying as we head for Earth. 

Lance: I can’t believe we’re finally going home.

Hunk: I’m gonna hug my parents and never let go. 

Pidge: I can’t wait to see how Dad integrated Altean and Earth technologies together! I bet he came up with something amazing! And my mom… Oh… She’s gonna be so mad at me for running away. I hope I’m not grounded. 

Keith: How long do you think it’ll take us to get home?

Coran: I was just calculating that now. Without the luxury of a wormhole and with diminished power cores, let me see, carry the one… Oh, it’s going to take us approximately one hundred fifty thousand Earth years.  

[Everyone recoils and gasps in horror]

Keith: A hundred and fifty thousand years!?

Pidge: Coran, I think your finger counting is a little off. It’s gonna be one point five years. 

[Everyone groans, then sighs in relief]

Coran: Oh right! I didn’t carry the three. 

Allura: It’s going to be a very long and difficult voyage, but it’s our only chance to replace the Castle of Lions. 

Shiro: There were times when I thought I’d never see Earth again. To be able to go back -- 

Lance: Well, what are we waiting for, guys? Let’s hit the space road! 

Krolia: I suppose we need to figure out who’s flying with whom. 

Coran: And what about the animals? 

Pidge: What about them? 

Coran: Well, the wolf can’t go with Kaltenecker, wolves eat cows.

[Kaltenecker moos]

Coran: And the cow can’t be in the same area as the mice because aren’t cows afraid of mice?

[Mouse chitters]

Lance: No, elephants are afraid of mice.  

Coran: Elephants?

Lance:  Yeah. They’re giant, gray animals with long noses that grab things. 

Allura: Giants, with long, grabbing noses? Earth seems so strange. 

Keith: The wolf is riding with me, but that means Hunk will have to take the cow. 

Hunk: Me with the cow? Not a good idea. 

Lance: Hunk’s right. Keith, you’re keeping the cow. Someone else is gonna have to take the wolf.

Pidge: Not me. I am allergic. 

Allura: I’ll take the mice. 

Keith: How come you get the smallest passengers? 

Hunk: I say, we go old school and draw straws. 

Allura: But I’m terrible at drawing!

Coran: She really is. One time, she tried to draw her nan-nan but what she came up with, I’ve got to say, it looked more like a flan-blan-diplor.

Lance: Guys, you’re all overthinking this. I know exactly where everyone should go. 

[Scene pans to Hunk in his cockpit]

[Mice chitter]

Hunk: Hunk and mice, ready to go. 

[Pans to Allura, video display of the wolf in her cockpit]

Allura: I’m ready too. But the wolf looks restless. How did I get stuck with it again? 

[Pans to Keith’s cockpit where Krolia, Coran, and Shiro are standing crowded together behind Keith’s chair]

Keith: I’d gladly trade you the wolf for --

Coran: I have a question. Why did we let Lance decide all this? 

[Pans to Lance’s cockpit, where Romelle is leaning over him in his chair]

Lance: Enough whining! Romelle and I are going to Earth, who’s coming with us? 

[Mechanical whirring and clinking, Lions begin to power up and roar one by one before blasting off into space together]

[Pans to Hunk’s cockpit, where the mice are feeding Hunk snacks and holding a drink pouch for him to sip]

Hunk: Oh this is so great. You guys are like the ultimate road trip companions. 

[Pans to Keith’s cockpit]

Coran: Oh, and I get to finally play some of your Earth road games! I’ll go first. I spy with my little eye, something that starts with “plexis.” 

Shiro: Coran, we don’t know the Altean alphabet. 

Coran: Well then this is perfect! I can teach you!

[Coran begins singing]

Coran: Exus, plexus, ceedus, flee, jaydus, nacto, pledum, ree

[Pans to Lance’s cockpit, where Romelle is pressing random buttons on the displays]

Romelle: What does this one do? Is this the lasers? Where’s the mouth-blade button? 

Lance: It’s jaw-blade, and please don’t touch that! Romelle, come on. This is a dangerous war machine.

Romelle: What if something happens to you? What if you have to go to the bathroom and you break your leg and then we’re attacked, and I have to save the day? 

[Hunk pops up on Lance’s video display holding a photo where the mice are making fearsome faces and much closer to the camera than Hunk is, making them appear much larger]

Hunk: Lance check it out! Ahh! I’m being attacked by giant mice! Stop! They’re eating my face! 

[Hunk chuckles and removes the photo to show the mice sitting calmly on his shoulders and headrest]

Hunk: Ah, just kidding. I took these pictures myself. They’re mice-selfies.

Lance: Not now, Hunk! I got my hands full! 

Hunk: Oh, man, I gotta send this one to Allura. 

[Pans to Allura’s cockpit]

Allura: No! Bad! Stop biting that! 

[Wolf snarls] 

Allura: Put that Belexiam assembly down right now, or so help me!!

[Allura presses a button on her display and calls Keith]

Allura: Keith, your wolf is tear up the cargo hold!

Keith: Because he’s lonely. Just let him in the cockpit.

Allura: I will absolutely not let that beast in the cockpit! 

[Hunk’s display pops up over Keith’s]

Hunk: Guys, check out this picture! The mice look so cute! 

[Pan to Lance’s cockpit, rapidly filling with smoke]

Romelle: Oh, this looks shiny! 

Lance: What did you touch!?

Romelle: What if I touch this? Oops!

Lance: Guys, I think I did a bad job choosing the passengers. 

[Romelle continues making curious/destructive noises in the background]

[Coran returns to the display, still singing the Altean alphabet]

Coran: Exus, plexus, ceedus, flee, jaydus, nacto, pledum, ree. 

Romelle and Coran: Joodum, ruu, and leeum too. That puts us just halfway through! There’s mai-ox, kay, and jibley-way. Afus, nofus, youkus-play.

[Pans to Pidge’s cockpit where she is playing a video game. The game beeps while Coran and Romelle can still be heard singing]

[Various other cockpit displays pop up]

Romelle and Coran: Beefur, leefur, agus-play, at the end, flancko and blee!

Hunk: Who wants to see the mice stacked on my head? 

Lance, covered in goo of some kind: You’ve gotta be kidding me! 

Coran: From the top!

Allura: Wonderful, now everything is covered in wolf drool.

[Romelle and Coran continue to sing the Altean alphabet]

Keith: Oh yeah, he’s uh, super drooly.

Hunk: Say cheese!

[Other displays leave the screen, back to just Pidge in her cockpit with her game]

[off screen] Lance: Romelle! 

[off screen] Keith: Just let him up front!

[off screen] Allura: No!

[Singing continues off screen]

[Scene pans to Keith’s cockpit]

Keith: That’s it! We’re switching passengers!

Allura: I second that!

Lance: Agreed.

Hunk: Hey, why haven’t we heard from Pidge?

Lance: Yeah. Wait, who’s in her lion again? 

Keith: I don’t know, you’re the one who came up with this grouping. 

Hunk: Well, she must have -- no, they’re with Keith. And the wolf is with Allura, I have the mice. 

Allura: Is she all alone? 

[Pans back to Pidge’s cockpit, zoomed in on her face with two mice hugging her helmet]

Pidge: Oh, come on, guys, this is so not fair!

[Pans out to reveal Romelle, Coran, the wolf, and the rest of the mice in her cockpit]

Coran: I call dibs on playing the video game first! 

Romelle: But I already have the controller. 

Coran: Pidge, tell Romelle to give me the controller! I called it first! 

Pidge: No. Nope. Nuh-uh. No way. Can’t do this. 

[Scene fades to lions flying in space together in formation] 

[Zoom in to Keith’s cockpit, with Krolia and Shiro behind his seat]

Krolia: This is the Klii-Nyn System. There’s a Blade of Marmora rally point located on a moon here. We should check in with them and get an update on their operations. 

Keith: Team, we’re gonna make a quick stop. Everyone, follow me. 

[Scene fades to an asteroid belt centered on a diamond shaped space station]

Krolia: Hailing Zailox Station. Please respond. Repeat, Zailox Station. Please respond. 

[static crackling] 

[The Lions land on the station and the team approaches an entrance which Allura pries open] 

Keith: It doesn’t look like anyone’s been here for years. 

[Pidge approaches a dark console while the others look around]

Pidge: The system won’t boot. Looks like the backup power has been out for a while. 

Hunk: If the Blade of Marmora abandoned this place, that means something really bad must’ve happened. 

Krolia: That’s impossible. This base was still fully operational during my last check in with the Blades. 

[Thud off screen]

[Everyone grunts as dust and debris begins to fall] 

Coran on comm: Enemy ship! Incoming!

Keith: Everyone! Back to the Lions.

[Building continues to rumble as the team retreats]

[Lions powerup and roar as they take off]

Keith: It looks like a small fleet. Mostly Galra fighters. 

Lance: That’s good. We should be able to take them out pretty easily. 

[Pans to Green Lion cockpit]

[Rumbling]

[Coran, Pidge, Romelle grunting]

Coran: Oh!

[Wolf teleports with Coran out of Pidge’s cockpit]

Pidge: Yeah, but remember, we’re not flying at full power. 

Keith: Pidge is right. Everyone, stay sharp. 

[Wolf and Coran teleport into Keith’s cockpit behind Shiro and Krolia]

[Wolf teleports out of Keith’s cockpit]

[Galra fighters chase and shoot at Red Lion]

Lance: Keep an eye out! Where there are fighters there’s usually a cruiser nearby. 

[Wolf teleports Romelle into Allura’s cockpit and then vanishes again]

Romelle: Some of these ships look like they belong to Lotor’s fleet!

Allura: How did you get in here?

[explosion outside cockpit]

[Romelle and Allura groan]

[The Green Lion dodges Galra fighter lasers. The wolf teleports into the cockpit with Pidge]

Pidge: Whoa! How did you do that?

[explosion outside cockpit]

[Pidge groans]

Pidge: Sorry, it’s gonna be a rough ride. Ah!

[the Lions are encircled by Galra fighters as they continue evading lasers]

[Keith groans]

Keith: We need to get out of here.

[the Yellow Lion is tethered by two of the Galra ships]

Hunk: Guys, they’ve got me. I can’t move. 

Keith: Hang on, Hunk. I’m gonna get you out of there. 

[Keith accelerates the Black Lion towards the Yellow Lion. Krolia, Shiro, and Coran are squished against the back wall of the cockpit]

[Krolia, Shiro, Coran grunt]

[Keith cuts the tethers holding Hunk]

Hunk: Thanks, Keith! 

Lance: We’re getting our quiznacks handed to us! We need to do something! We need to form Voltron.

Keith: Okay. Everyone, in formation. 

[Lions begin coming together, mechanical warning beeps]

Lance: It’s not working! 

Keith: Hold! 

Allura: The Lions can’t take much more of this! 

[Keith grunts] 

Keith: Abort!

[Lions leave formation. Lance grunts] 

Lance: What the heck just happened?

Pidge: I’m guessing the Lions didn’t have enough power to form Voltron.

Hunk: So now what? 

Keith: We run! 

[The Green Lion is struck by Galra lasers. Pidge groans and yells as her lion is flung off course] 

[The Red and Yellow lions narrowly avoid explosions. Lance and Hunk grunt] 

Lance: Is everyone okay? 

Pidge: I’m okay. 

Allura: Me too. 

Hunk: What did we hit? 

Coran: Xanthorium crystals. They’ve been cloaked. 

[the Black Lion hits a cloaked crystal, rocking with the resulting explosion. Coran and Shiro grunt.] 

[Pidge is nearly struck by a powered up Galra laser and groans] 

Pidge: Whoa! Where did that come from? 

[the Yellow Lion is nearly tethered again but narrowly escapes, hitting another crystal and setting off a chain reaction of explosions.]

Hunk: I’ve never seen the Galra use weapons like these before. 

Allura: And they’re not using standard Galra battle formations. 

Hunk: How are we gonna get away? 

Keith: They’re trying to trap us by chasing us through this tunnel of crystals. 

Pidge: He’s right. Look, there are more crystals up ahead!

Hunk: They’re corralling us like we’re space cattle! 

Lance: They backed us into a corner. We got xanthorium crystals all around us, pirates behind us, and a cyclone blocking our exit! 

Keith: We have no choice. Everyone into the cyclone. Hunk, that means you and I are gonna have to punch a hole through the storm and create a path for the team. You ready? 

Hunk: As I’ll ever be.

[Black and Yellow Lions thrusters rev as they approach the cyclone] 

[Lance groans]

Lance: Guys! We can’t take much more of this! 

Keith: Everyone scan the area for anything we can use for cover. We need to go somewhere where we have the advantage. 

Pidge: There’s a volcanic ice planet nearby. It has geysers, uh steam vents, ice tunnels, extreme changes in temperature and an unstable core. It’s super dangerous. It’s perfect. 

Keith: Okay, team. Let’s do this. 

[the Lions veer out of the cyclone into the atmosphere of the dangerous ice planet, chased by Galra fighers] 

Keith: Alright everybody, stay in formation and follow me. 

Hunk: Geyser! Geyser!

[Lions dodge through a series of Geysers. At least one Galra ship is destroyed but many continue to pursue, firing lasers.] 

Lance: Ha! You missed! 

[Galra lasers strike an ice and stone arch high above the Lions. Debris begins to rain down on their escape path.]

Shiro: Watch out for the falling ice! 

Keith: A cave! That gives me an idea. Lance, bring up the rear. When everyone’s through the tunnel, fire above the cave opening. Red should be fast enough to get in before the avalanche completely blocks the way. 

Lance: Roger that, team leader. 

Keith: We’ll see each other on the other side. 

Lance: Here goes nothing.

[display beeps] 

[the Lions make it into the cave before Lance collapses the tunnel. Only a few Galra ships make it in with them. Several are destroyed and several more veer around]

Lance: Uh-oh! Some of them still made it through! 

Keith: Split up! We need to thin our attackers. 

[the Lions split up]

[One Galra ship follows the Black Lion and attaches a tether to it. A lone figure slides down the tether onto the Lion’s exterior]

[Display beeps alerting the cockpit of the intruder]

Shiro: He’s trying to break in. I’ll take care of him. 

Krolia: No! You’re still recovering. I’ll do it. 

Shiro: Alright. 

Keith: Wait! 

[Keith unsheathes his knife and hands it to Krolia]

Keith: Take this. 

[Krolia smiles, takes the blade, and exits the cockpit]

Coran: I’ll help, too! 

[Coran follows Krolia] 

[as soon as they leave the cockpit, turbulence knocks Coran off his feet and he becomes trapped in a storage closet]

Coran: Hello? Krolia? Anyone? A little help here. Guys? 

[Krolia opens the lift to the exterior of the Black Lion, luring the Galra invader into throwing range of her knife. The invader dodges and they face off on the Lion’s back blade to blade.] 

[Keith grunts in the cockpit]

Keith: Hang on!

[the Black Lion dodges around and blasts through dangerous terrain while Krolia and the attacker try to hold on]

[the Black Lion narrowly avoids a stalactite, but the Galra attacker slips and smashes into it]

[the scene changes to Hunk dodging a Galra fighter] 

[the Yellow Lion is caught in an explosion from the Galra fighter and crashes onto the cavern floor. Hunk exits, bayard drawn.] 

[Hunk yells incoherently as his bayard changes to gun form and he shoots toward the Galra fighter. Suddenly his bayard glows and changes form, shooting turrets onto the cave walls. The turrets fire with Hunk and the Galra ship is destroyed in an explosion.]

[the scene changes to Allura and Romelle in the Blue Lion]

[Allura yells a battlecry and charges a Galra fighter with the Lion] 

Romelle: Nice!

[display beeps in warning, showing the pilot exiting the mangled Galra fighter with a handheld weapon] 

Allura: Oh no!

Romelle: What are you waiting for? Shoot him! 

Allura: I can’t. The jaws are stuck shut!

Romelle: I’ll take care of him. 

[Romelle exits the cockpit] 

[The Galra pilot approaches the Lion with their gun up, cautiously entering. Romelle kicks them back into the wreckage of their ship.]

[Romelle finds the shrapnel preventing the jaws from moving and pulls it away]

Romelle: Allura, open the mouth!

[the Blue Lion opens its jaws and the pilot and wreckage of the Galra ship are ejected] 

Keith: Is everyone okay? 

Hunk: Clear.

Allura: Me too, thanks to Romelle. 

Lance: Well, Pidge and I need help! 

Pidge: Yeah, we can’t shake these guys and we don’t have any room to maneuver. 

[Keith’s display beeps with colored indicators for the Lions] 

Keith: I see your location. We’re headed your way!

Lance: What should we do? You usually have ideas! 

Pidge: I don’t know! My cannon isn’t operational! 

[the Green Lion rocks. Pidge grunts and turns to the wolf] 

Pidge: Y’know what? Let me know if you have any thoughts. We could really use some help right now. 

[the wolf teleports out of Pidge’s cockpit and into the cockpit of the Galra ship firing at her] 

[Galra soldier gasps]

[Wolf snarls]

[Galra soldier whimpers]

[Scene cuts to Galra ship spinning out of control and crashing] 

[The two other ships firing on Lance and Pidge also quickly spin out and crash]

Lance: What just happened? 

Pidge: I think the wolf just saved us.

[wolf teleports into Pidge’s cockpit] 

[Pidge laughs and pets the wolf]

[The wolf whimpers and lies down] 

Pidge: Oh, no. Are you okay, wolfie? 

[the wolf pants and whimpers on the floor]

[the Lions exit the caves and return to formation only to be hit by a large beam that pins them all to the ground] 

[Paladins all groan]

[scene fades to the cockpit of the ship that has captured the Lions, slowly panning to reveal Ezor and Zethrid smirking] 

Druid: “High Priestess. You’re needed.”

[Cut to an interrogation room.]

Druid: “Why hide the identity of those who attacked your base. Give us the information.”

Throk: “I’m telling you, it must have been Lotor.”

Druid: “He appears to have no ability to recall what happened.”

Haggar: “No one can completely wipe a memory away. There are always remnants buried deep within to claw out.”

Haggar: “Why would Prince Lotor attack a base when he could walk in and take whatever he desires?”

Throk: “I don’t know.”

Druid: “The prince was the one who banished him to the Ulippa system. He must be trying to stain Prince Lotor’s reputation.”

Haggar: “Perhaps. Continue the interrogation.”

[Scene change to Olkarion.]

Coran: “Scuse me. Coming through.”

Coran: “Just right in there. They’ll get you sorted out.”

Allura: “Is that the last of them, Coran?”

Coran: “That’s it. A few hundred more souls looking for a new home.”

Shiro: “A few hundred more soldiers in the fight against the Galra.”

Hunk: “Hey, Pidge is back!”

Pidge: “Hey, everybody. This is my brother, Matt.”

Matt: “Hey, everybody.”

Pidge: “Matt, this is Hunk, Lance, and Coran.”

Hunk: “Hey.”

Lance: “Nice to meet you.”

Coran: “Pleasure.”

Pidge: “And this is Princess Allura of Altea.”

Matt: “Whoooooa.”

Allura: “It is so wonderful to finally meet you, Matt.”

Matt: “Oh my goodness! You are so beautiful! It is my honor to meet you, Princess.”

Matt: “Shiro?”

Matt: “It’s so good to see you! Um, Sir.”

Shiro: “Pidge never gave up on finding you.”

Matt: “Yeah, she can be pretty stubborn at times.”

Shiro: “And I want you to know that all of us will help you find your father.”

Matt: “Thanks.”

Pidge: “Matt, this is the Castle of Lions.”

Matt: “Whoa. Nice ship.”

Pidge: “Let me take you on a tour!”

[Scene change to Galra central command.]

Haggar: “I am pleased to see you back on your throne again, sire. I’m afraid that Lotor has not taken his duties as heir to your empire seriously, my lord. Vast stretches of territory have fallen to Voltron and a growing group of insurgents.”

Zarkon: “Your decision to place him on the throne was ill-advised. But no matter. I am returned. It is time to relieve my wayward son of his duties.”

[Scene change to the Castle of Lions.]

Pidge: “This is where all the magic happens.

Matt: “Whoa. Impressive.”

Pidge: “This is where I sit.”

Matt: “Awesome!”

Pidge: “And this opens up, and that takes me to a speeder, and that loads into my lion.”

Pidge: “And this is where Allura stands. And then these little glow-y pillars rise up, and she uses Altean magic that links her to that crystal, and the crystal powers the ship and then she uses this thing called a Teludav to make wormholes.

Matt: “Ah!”

[Cut to the training deck.]

Pidge: “This is our training room. It has invisible walls and you can fight robots!”

[Cut to a hologram room.]

Pidge: “This is our cow.”

Matt: “How did you get—Whoa!”

[Cut to the kitchen.]

Pidge: “This is our kitchen! Here’s where the food goo comes out!”

Matt: “Hey, this is pretty goo-d.”

[Scene change to various shots of Pidge showing Matt around the castle before changing to the castle’s lounge.]

Pidge: “And this is the lounge. Y’know… Where we just hang. Just… Voltron paladins, hanging out.”

Hunk: “Hey, Hey! I made celebratory milkshakes for you two! Just a little welcome gift to Matt from me and Kaltenecker, no big deal.”

Hunk: “Fun fact about Alteans, they don’t get brain freeze. Coran and Allura just totally hoovered up their shakes in one slurp. Ah, I’ve uh- never seen anything like it before.”

Hunk: “So, like, what’ve you been doing since you got busted out of Galra prison?”

Matt: “I’ve been stationed at a listening outpost, monitoring Galra radio chatter.”

Hunk: “Are you serious? Then you should totally check out the Galra finder Pidge built. We used it to track down a Galra fleet and save a planet.”

Pidge: “Hunk made the locator that led us to the first Voltron Lion, and we just built an upgraded version of it to track Lotor.”

Matt: “Wow, Pidge. Dad would be so proud if he could see what you’ve done here.”

[Scene change to Lotor’s flagship]

Acxa: “My lord, we just received a message from central command. Emperor Zarkon requires your presence immediately.”

Lotor: “Very well. Prepare a ship.”

Ezor: “Do you think he’s onto us?”

Lotor: “No. My father is simply ready to return to the throne. He can have it. Our plans have not changed.”

Lotor: “Narti, come with me. The rest of you, continue to oversee construction. I will return shortly.”

[Scene change Kaltenecker’s room in the Castle of Lions.]

Allura: “Hello.”

Coran: “Hope we’re not interrupting.”

Allura: “I don’t believe we’ve been properly introduced. I am Princess Allura, and this is Coran.”

Coran: “Pleasure.”

Coran: “Uh, quite lovely in here.”

Allura: “Rather.”

Coran: “Is this, uh… Well, how do you find living on the castle with us? Pleasant, I hope?”

Allura: “If there’s anything I can do to make your stay here more to your liking, please do not hesitate to ask.”

Coran: “It’s her ship, so…”

Coran: “We were actually just enjoying these milkshakes that you made for us.”

Allura: “Positively divine, really.”

Coran: “And to be honest, we were wondering…. Now, we don’t want to impose at all, of course. But… if it wouldn’t be too much …”

Allura: “Could we have some more, please?”

Allura: “Can he… understand us?”

Coran: “I think he’s been insulted. We’d best just back away.”

Coran: “Well, we’ll be off, now. Enjoy your… area.”

[Scene change to Galra central command]

Haggar: “Welcome, Prince Lotor. Please, follow me.”

[Cut to Zarkon’s throne room]

Lotor: “Father, it gives me such pleasure that you have made a full recovery. You look stronger than I’ve ever-“

Zarkon: “Silence. I did not bring you here to waste time with your flattery.”

Zarkon: “You are relieved of your position, effective immediately.”

Lotor: “Lord, I beg you. Do not discard me. Let me stay by your side.”

Zarkon: “Your short reign will be regarded as a black spot on the empire for years to come.”

Lotor: “Of course my efforts at ruling the universe seem feeble beside your inestimable accomplishments. But perhaps, if you were to train me, I could learn.”

Zarkon: “You are no longer needed.”

Lotor: “As you wish.”

Haggar: “Something is amiss with Lotor. I sensed a powerful energy on him when he entered. Something ancient.”

Zarkon: “He is no longer my concern.”

[Cut to Haggar watching Narti as she and Lotor depart from central command before cutting to them in Lotor’s ship as they fly through space].

Lotor: “Run the protocol to search for trackers.”

Lotor: “Transpose the dynamics and run that protocol again.”

Lotor: “You think you can fool me, witch?”

Lotor: “Destroy the bug.”

[Scene change to the Castle of Lions].

Matt: “This is a pretty sweet algorithm for locating Galra targets within a statistically acceptable margin of error. And I love that you color coded it. Because what are we, animals?”

Hunk: “You two are definitely related.”

Matt: “Hunk, using the Fraunhofer lines to track Voltron and then the comet? That’s genius!”

Hunk: “Oh, well. Yeah. I try.”

Matt: “They say that Fraunhofer was the greatest glassmaker in Europe. And that when he died, he took all his greatest recipes to the grave with him.”

Hunk: “I want a Fraunhofer glass.”

Matt: “So check this out. This is all the relevant data from my time with the rebels. I think if we plug this info into the setup you’ve got here, it might fill in the gaps. Then, we might just have the best anti-Galra intelligence mining operation in this or any other reality.”

Hunk: “This one time, we went to another reality. Pretty lame.”

Matt: “Wait. You what? You… Were in a different reality?”

Pidge: “No big deal.”

Matt: “My little sister.”

[Scene change to the castle’s video game room].

Lance: “C’mon.”

Coran: “Lance, could you assist us for a moment?”

Lance: “Not now!”

Coran: “Okay.”

Allura: “We were wondering if you could possible assist us in getting a milkshake.”

Coran: “We tried to negotiate some on our own, but we’ve run into a bit of difficulty with Kaltenecker.”

Lance: “Alright. Let’s go.”

[Cut to Kaltenecker’s area.]

Lance: “Well first off, Kaltenecker is a girl.”

Allura: “Oh, I see.”

Coran: “Apologies, madam.”

Lance: “Right. And she’s a cow, so she can’t understand you.”

Coran: “Okay, communication issues.”

Lance: “Also, she doesn’t make milkshakes, she needs to be milked. Let me show you. Watch and learn.”

Lance: “It’s so thick! It’s almost like a milkshake right now.”

Lance: “It’s not your fault, Kaltenecker. You’re a beautiful girl, and this is very natural.”

[Scene change to Lotor’s flagship.]

Ezor: “How’d it go? Are you fired?”

Lotor: “I’m afraid I was relieved of my command, yes.”

Acxa: “The second ship is complete and ready for testing. The sentries are just making some final adjustments.”

Lotor: “Excellent.”

[Cut to Haggar’s lab at central command.]

Acxa: “Sixty percent of the comet’s material has been used in the production of the first two ships my lord. We will have more than enough for the creation of the third.”

Lotor: “Well done, Acxa.”

Haggar: “No!”

[Cut to Zarkon’s throne room.]

Haggar: “My lord, somehow Lotor has gotten his hands on a trans-reality comet.”

Zarkon: “What?”

Haggar: “And worse, it appears he is building ships from the ore.”

Zarkon: “The only reason to keep them secret is to use them against the empire. But we will strike first. Mobilize the fleet! Hunt down Prince Lotor.”

[Scene change to the Castle of Lions.]

Matt: “I think we’ve just about got it.”

Matt: “Alright!”

Hunk: “Yes!”

Pidge: “Wow!”

Hunk: “This is unbelievable. We’re tracking Galra fleet movements almost live.”

Pidge: “I think I know a few tweaks we can do to extend our range.”

Matt: “Hold on, Pidge.”

Pidge: “What’s up?”

Matt: “It’s a scrambled message. I’ve collected hundreds of ‘em. I never crack ‘em.”

Pidge: “Let me see.”

Pidge: “I’m guessing this isn’t just a simple number for letter swap.”

Matt: “I’ve run these through every decryption technology I can think of. And I’ve spent days with just the numbers and a Galra language log. Nothing.”

Hunk: “Maybe they’re not words. Maybe they’re just numbers?”

Pidge: “Maybe… They’re a frequency…”

Matt: “A quantum signal that broadcasts other signals to go to? It’s too high. These are more than three thousand giga-hertz.”

Pidge: “Invert it.”

Matt: “What?”

Pidge: “For every wave we receive there’s only partial transmittance, right?”

Hunk: “Oh! Right, yeah! So we figure the transmission coefficient…”

Matt: “And tune for the frequency of the reflected wave!”

Matt: “Alright!”

Pidge: “Woohoo! Yeah!”

Galra Officer: “Members of the Seventh, Eighth, Eleventh, Twelfth, and Fourteenth fleets, assemble to rally point Troxlite immediately. Engage target at coordinates in next transmission. By order of Emperor Zarkon.”

Hunk: “Zarkon is alive?”

Pidge: “Guys, look at this.”

Matt: “I’ve never seen troop mobilization on this level before.”

Hunk: “What are they attacking?”

Pidge: “That’s just it. As far as I can tell, nothing. There are no planets, no rebel ships, no Blade of Marmora bases, nothing.”

[Cut to the bridge.]

Allura: “Whoever they’re attacking, we have to help them!”

Shiro: “I don’t like it. We should be gathering intelligence, not diving into a fight without knowing why. Especially now that we know that Zarkon is alive.”

Pidge: “We could go check it out.”

Lance: “I think they’d probably notice us.”

Pidge: “Not if we’re cloaked.”

Matt: “You have cloaking? Who are you!?”

Shiro: “I’m not sure it’s safe for just the Green Lion.”

Pidge: “I’m pretty sure I can upgrade Voltron with cloaking. We could all go.”

Lance: “Were you just waiting for your big brother to show up before you rolled that one out?”

Pidge: “It’s something I’ve been working on for a while, but I can’t pilot the green lion and operate the cloaking at the same time. But if I had a co-pilot…”

Matt: “Absolutely!”

Shiro: “Let’s get to the lines.”

[Scene change to Lotor’s flagship.]

Lotor: “What’s happening?”

Zethrid: “A Galra fleet is attacking us!”

Lotor: “Return fire!”

Zethrid: “Wait. There’s another fleet! And another one! We can’t hold them all off!”

[Cut to the ship’s hangar.]

Lotor: “Prepare the Sincline ships for takeoff. Load the comet into mine. We’re leaving!”

[Cut to outside the ship.]

Shiro: We’re getting close. Everyone, get ready.”

Pidge: “Go ahead. Run the cloaking subroutine.”

Matt: “Got it. Initializing cloak. I’m not sure how long we can keep this up.”

Allura: “Alright. Let’s see who the Galra are attacking.”

Lance: “What the cheese? It’s Galra on Galra violence. Again!”

Hunk: “Oh, these people just do not like each other.”

[Cut back to inside Lotor’s flagship.]

Lotor: “Divert all power to defenses. Hold the attack off until we’re away. Then, scuttle the ship.”

Acxa: “How did they find us?”

Zethrid: “We must have been tracked.”

[Cut back to outside the ship.]

Pidge: “Whose ships are those?”

Allura: “It’s Lotor.”

Shiro: “Lotor and Zarkon must be battling for control of the empire.”

Hunk: “Guys, those ships are getting awfully close.”

Matt: “Uh oh. The trails from Lotor’s ship drives messed with our cloaking spectrum.”

Pidge: Can you find a workaround?”

Shiro: “It’s too late. Our cover’s been blow. We may need to engage!”

Shiro: “Hunk, use your Bayard!”

Hunk: “You got it.”

Shiro: “Alright, that’ll hold them. Let’s get out of here.”

[Cut to inside the Sincline ships.]

Acxa: “Sir, we’re picking up a transmission.”

[Cut to Zarkon’s flagship and change between shots of various characters listening and reacting to Zarkon’s broadcast.]

Zarkon: “Attention citizens of the Galra empire. From this day forward, my son Lotor is to be regarded as a fugitive criminal of the empire. All citizens are authorized to use deadly force to stop him or any of his soldiers. I repeat, Prince Lotor is an enemy of the state. Engage with extreme prejudice. Kill on sight.”

Galra Officer: “This is Galra cruiser Beta Nine. We are within range and requesting permission to dock

Second Galra Officer: “Proceed”

Second Galra Officer: “A Priority One level shipment is enroute. Activate the docking station immediately.”

Guard: “I can’t believe we’re stuck here. This base predates the Zyperium Siege. It’s amazing this equipment remains operational.”

Second Guard: “We’re lucky to have it since the rebels overran the Sigma-Three Quadrant. It’s all we have left in the system.”

Kolivan: “We destroyed the Komar. How are the Galra still producing such vast amounts of Quintessence? Find out where it’s coming from and where it’s going. Get a reading on that shipment. Remember. This is purely intelligence gathering. Do not engage.”

Kolivan: “Impossible. It’s overloading my monitor. I’ve never seen these kinds of readings before.”

Kolivan: “The Op is compromised. Abort. Extraction point in two dobashes. This is a hard out.”

Keith: “He’s not back?”

Kolivan: “He’s got thirty ticks. Begin preparations for takeoff.”

Keith: “Will he be alright?”

Kolivan: “You broke protocol.”

Keith: “I had to.”

Kolivan: “You didn’t consider that something could’ve happened to you. That would make two men down instead of one. Every member of the Blade of Marmora understands that the mission is more important than the individual. This isn’t Voltron.”

Keith: “I understand that. In Voltron, we would’ve gone back in to save Regris. I went back to save the mission. Regris had the intel. Getting him and it back on the ship was worth the risk.”

[scene change to the bridge on the Castle of Lions]

Shiro: “Keith. Good, You’re back. The team’s on a mission. You need to get to your lion and join them immediately.”

Keith: “I will. But I think we just discovered a new form of Quintessence. Its readings are off the charts. Kolivan says it could be a link to Lotor.”

Shiro: “Okay. We’ll discuss it when you return. The team’s escorting refugees out of the Phim system.”

Keith: “This is Lotor I’m talking about. He hasn’t been seen in months. This might be our chance to track him down.”

Shiro: “I said we’ll discuss it later. Right now I need you to focus on the mission at hand.”

Keith: “But-“

Shiro: “This isn’t a request, Keith. Get to the Phim system. That’s an order.

[scene change to outer space]

Pidge: “Well, look who decided to show up.”

Lance: “Yeah, are you even taking this seriously?”

Keith: “Sorry I’m late.”

[scene change to outdoor landing pad on Olkarion]

Keith: “Were you able to speak with Kolivan about the intel?”

Shiro: “I did. And we need to find out all we can about that Quintessence. But more importantly, Voltron needs a strong leader.”

Keith: “I know they do. And it should be you.”

Shiro: “Keith, we’ve discussed this before. Besides, we both know that the Black Lion has chosen you.”

Keith: “You only tried once. You had a connection with the Black Lion and I know it’s still there. If you just give it another shot-“

Shiro: “Keith, we all have a part to play. This is mine now. I’ve come to terms with that, now you need to. I support your decision to continue with your Marmora training. But not at the expense of the team. They need you, Keith. They need you to be their leader.”

[Scene change to the bridge on the Castle of Lions]

Coran: “Okay, everybody. Today we’ll be heading to Riphod, a planet recently liberated from Galra forces.”

Keith: “This is embarrassing. We’re basically the grand marshal of a parade.”

Coran: “Not a parade, a show of arms.”

Pidge: “Whatever it is, this is the second one of these we’ve done just this week.”

Allura: “I know it’s not exactly battling the Galra. But believe it or not, this actually boosts morale and strengthens alliances.”

Lance: “Right, right, stronghold, blah de blah de blah. Now, I say we go over our lion choreography one more time. I don’t want a repeat of what happened last time, Hunk.”

Hunk: “I thought my lion had more room.”

Kolivan: “Shiro. My apologies for interrupting, but I believe this is an urgent matter. A Galra supply ship has been spotted passing through Quadrant Omega-Ralar-Six.”

Shiro: “What’s it doing so far from the normal supply routes?”

Kolivan: “We can’t be certain. But taken together with the fact that Lotor hasn’t been seen in quite some time, and the emergency of this new form of quintessence, we feel compelled to investigate. Normally, we would wait for better intel. But I believe we should act on this now.”

Shiro: “I’ll send Voltron to intercept.”

Kolivan: “An infiltration mission makes more sense. We can plant a tracker, and see just how far the supply route extends. With all the Galra activity as of late, my agents are spread thin.”

Keith: “Not anymore. Count me in.”

Lance: “Hey! What about our performance? We can’t razzle dazzle the crowd with just four lions.”

Keith: “This mission is more important than a show of arms. Shiro!”

Shiro: “How long will it take?”

Kolivan: “Not long. But we must act fast, or we risk the ship jumping to hyperspace.”

Shiro: “Go. But when you’re done, meet us on Riphod.”

[scene change to planet Riphod]

Coran: “Citizens of Riphod! On this day, we honor you for your perseverance! Your refusal to bow down in the face of such adversity is a testament to the fighting spirit of your people. You put aside your differences and united to dispel the oppressive Galra regime, bringing freedom to all! We thank you for joining the Coalition and continuing the fight against the Galra that began with the reemergence of the five Lions of Voltron!

Coran: “Right. Uh, four lions.”

Lance: “I thought Keith said he was gonna be here. He’s going to ruin our show.”

Allura: “Lance, this isn’t just about putting on a good show. It’s about uniting people, and bringing them to the coalition to help in the fight against Zarkon.”

Lance: “Fine. I don’t even know why I try.”

[scene change to a Galra cruiser in deep space]

Kolivan: “Triangulate positions around the ship.

Keith: “Not detecting any biorhythms.”

Kolivan: “Could be a crew of sentries. Let’s get in and find out.”

[scene change to aboard the Galra cruiser]

Regris: “I completed the sentry scan. There are none on board.”

Keith: “The entire place is empty. Have you ever seen this before?”

Kolivan: “Something’s not right here. We should leave.”

Keith: “We came all this way. We should at least plant the tracker and find out where the ship ends up.”

Kolivan: “Let’s make it quick.”

[cut to the crusier’s bridge]

Regris: “I’ll check the logs.”

Keith: “Planting the tracker.”

Regris: “I’m locked out of the system.”

Keith: “It’s rigged to blow.”

Kolivan: The ship’s a decoy. Everyone out!”

Regris: “Attempting to override.”

Keith: “There’s not enough time. Come on!”

Regris: “Just a few more ticks.”

Keith: “Regris! No!”

[scene change to planet Riphod]

Coran: “By joining the Voltron alliance, you are joining up with the defenders of the universe. Who will do whatever it takes to spread peace and freedom to every galaxy.”

[cut to the wreckage of the Galra cruiser]

Keith: “Hello? Kolivan?”

Keith: “Anyone? [] must be broken.”

[cut to planet Riphod]

Lance: “They’re loving us! Razzle dazzle!”

[cut to the wreckage of the Galra cruiser]

Keith: “The ship.”

[cut to Riphod]

Coran: “And just as Voltron shows what can be done when five individuals combine their powers together, so too can we combine our powers with those of planet Riphod, and grow ever stronger. For it is the individual willing to take up arms that strengthens the whole! And with that strength, we will be unstoppable! And cue Voltron with sword…”

Coran: “Oh, quiznak. Only four lions. I keep forgetting that. Well, when he’s together, he’s like a big man. Like this. But you have to imagine it with a sword. And a big laser cannon. Pew. Pew. Look out, Zarkon. I’m Voltron. I-I’m the biggest, baddest robot around. No- now he doesn’t actually talk like that. But that’s what I imagine him saying if- if he did.”

[scene change to the Castle of Lions]

Keith: “Allura, I know you’re mad at me, but I’m not in the mood for a lecture.”

Allura: “I just wanted to say I’m sorry. I heard what happened on your mission.”

Keith: “Thanks.”

Allura: “I know how important the work you’ve been doing with the Blades is. They are incredible allies, and have been instrumental in our victories over the Galra. And while the news of a new Quintessence supply line is deeply troubling, I cannot help but feel-“

Keith: “I said, I didn’t want a lecture.”

Allura: “Keith, since our battle with Zarkon. We’ve been able to bolster our forces by uniting those previously ruled by the Galra under a common symbol. Voltron. It’s so much more than a weapon. It’s become a symbol of freedom and hope for the oppressed to rally around. I suppose what I’m trying to say is, the Marmora can go on without you. They have for thousands of years. Voltron cannot. We cannot.”

[scene changes through various shots of the lions escorting refugees to Olkarion and the refugee housing complex on the planet’s surface growing outward, and then transitions to the bridge of the Castle of Lions.]

Kolivan: “The fact that the Galra are using decoy ships proves that there is something larger going on. We’ve been tracking shipments of this new Quintessence. It’s running along a previously unknown route which we’ve partially identified here. We believe the next stop could be in the Karthan-Sigma quadrant. Keith. You’ll need to get onto the ship undetected and set a series of explosives.”

[scene changes through Keith observing the paladins delivering food to refugees on Olkarion and Shiro looking up at the Black Lion, then transition to Lotor’s flagship]

Acxa: “Prince Lotor, High Priestess Haggar requires your presence.”

[cut to the bridge of Lotor’s ship]

Haggar: “Lotor. While you distance yourself from central command, rebel forces have taken entire star systems from our hands.”

Lotor: “You think clutching onto worthless outposts strengthens our empire?

Haggar: “Your father knew that those outposts would one day become strongholds.

Lotor: “My father is on his deathbed, and I’m in control.”

Haggar: “You say you rule, yet you remain hidden. An emperor must be seen. His absence diminishes his-”

Lotor: “I don’t have to explain myself to you. Now do not bother me again.”

[scene change to the bridge of the Castle of Lions on Olkarion]

Allura: “What’s going on?”

Coran: “We received a distress signal. One of our convoys has been ambushed by a squadron of Galra cruisers.”

Shiro: “Our medical supply ships. We can’t allow the Galra to get them.”

Allura: “We must leave immediately. Voltron can keep the cruisers occupied long enough for the supply ships to make their escape.”

Pidge: “Actually, Voltron can’t. Keith is gone.”

Shiro: “They’re probably on a mission. I knew this would happen sooner or later. You’ll have to go without Keith. The convoy needs you immediately. I’ll send him to help as soon as I find him.”

[scene change to rebel ships under attack from Galra cruisers]

Lance: “We gotta get that ship out of the tractor beam.”

Hunk: “I’ll try to ram it out. Cover me!”

Hunk: “Never mind! There’s too many! I can’t ram that many!”

Hunk: “Someone must have called for backup!”

Lance: “They’re everywhere!”

[cut to Castle of Lions bridge]

Pidge: “There are more fighters than we’ve ever seen!”

Lance: “Allura, I need your help! I’ve got two on my tail!”

Allura: “I’m sorry. I can’t get to you. They’re all over me!”

Coran: “What’re you doing?”

Shiro: “Whatever I can.”

[cut to the Black Lion]

Hunk: “I take out one but two more replace it!”

Allura: “The supply ship is almost captured! Can anyone get to it?”

Lance: “I’m trying!”

Hunk: “Where are they all coming from?”

Pidge: “Watch out behind you!”

Allura: “Do the rebel ships have a shot?”

Lance: “I have a visual on them. They’re dead in the water!”

Allura: “We can’t do this without Voltron.”

Lance: “Where is Keith?”

Shiro: “Please. People’s lives are at stake. You trusted me once. Trust me again.”

[cut back to the battle]

Hunk: “There’s no way we can beat all these fighters with only four lions!”

Shiro: “You don’t have to.”

Lance/Pidge/Allura: “Shiro!”

Hunk: “No way!”

Shiro: “Converge on me. It’s time to form Voltron!”

Shiro: “Rebel craft, you’re safe. We’ll escort you the rest of the way to Olkarion.”

[scene change to the Castle of Lions bridge]

Keith: “Guys, I… I heard what happened. I’m sorry I wasn’t there to help.”

Allura: “You keep saying you’re sorry, but your actions say otherwise. Do you realize that your absence put the team in jeopardy?”

Lance: “And not just the team, the refugees as well!”

Pidge: “Matter of fact, the entire quadrant was in danger.”

Keith: “This is not the way I wanted this to happen. But if there’s a bright side to any of this, it’s that my absence allowed Shiro to re-establish his bond with the Black Lion. He can finally be the leader I was unable to be. I’m not meant to pilot the Black Lion.”

Allura: “Is that why you’ve been pulling away from us?”

Keith: “Yeah. I suppose that’s part of it.”

Hunk: “Part of it? What’s the other part?” 

Keith: “The Blades have been making real headway tracking the source of this new Quintessence. They’ve been able to piece together a large network of hidden supply lines that have been secretly transporting it for… who knows how long. And there’s good reason to believe it could lead us directly to Lotor. A mission is being planned to infiltrate the supply line. Could take weeks, maybe months to pull off, but… If there is a chance, we have- I have to take it. I need to be on that mission.”

Keith: “Shiro, you are the rightful leader of this team. And you proved it today by reconnecting with the Black Lion. It was always meant to be yours.”

Shiro: “Keith, if this is what you feel is right, then we won’t try to stop you. But just know that we’re here for you whenever you need us.”

Keith: “I know you are. And I can’t tell you how much that means to me.”

Hunk: “I can’t be left out of this.”

Pidge: “We’re really gonna miss you.”

Lance: “Yeah, who am I gonna make fun of?”

Allura: “I know you’ll make us proud.

Pidge: Dad, please respond. Voltron is coming. Hold on.

Hunk: Are we too late?

Sam: Katie? Katie, is that you?

Pidge: Dad, it’s me. I’m here.

Sam: Katie, I’m so glad to hear your voice. Where are you?

Pidge: We’re within the solar system. Heading to Earth now.

Sam: Wait! You must stop!

Keith: What? Say again?

Sam: Stop. Sendak has invaded the planet. He’s taken over Earth. If he finds out that Voltron is here, he’ll threaten the people of Earth in exchange for the Lions.

Keith: Reverse thrusters!

Hunk: Copy that. Hold tight!

[Cut to Garrison Command.]

Sam: Pick up those Galra ships’ locations. We need to scramble any transmissions immediately.

Curtis: Scanning location. I got it. They’re opening a channel. Triangulating position for broadcast. Sending interference.

[Cut back to space.]

Sam: Paladins, we blocked the patrol’s transmission. You’re clear.

Lance: Roger that. Let’s take ‘em out!

Pidge: Wait! Don’t destroy that ship. We might need it.

Lance: Really? For what?

Pidge: I’ve got an idea. We can’t fly our Lions to Earth without being spotted, so they’ll have to stay here on this moon in Saturn’s rings, which should keep them hidden from Sendak’s radars. We’ll fly in another way.

Allura: I hope the mice and Kaltenecker aren’t too frightened without us.

Keith: Hang on! We’re entering Earth’s atmosphere.

Hunk: This is weird. This is almost exactly how we left Earth, crammed in the cockpit of the Blue Lion.

Keith: We’re overweight. I’m losing altitude! Brace for impact!

Hunk: Hey, I know this place. I’ve been here. This is Plaht City. It’s about a half an hour from the garrison.

Lance: Woah, I can’t believe this is all that’s left of it.

Keith: We need to get to the garrison. Stay together. Let’s move quick and quiet.

[Scene change to the interior of Plaht City.]

Lance: Woah! Take cover!

Keith: I’ll distract it, you take the shot. Don’t miss. I wonder how many of these things they have around here. Pidge, any chance we could see those things before they get to us?

Pidge: Already on it. Looks like we’ve got four more headed our way.

Shiro: It’s not drones. Look.

Rizavi: Stay down, we got this!

Keith: I had it!

Griffin: Drones send distress signals when they’re attacked. Our weapons neutralize those signals. So unless you wanna deal with a swarm of those things, let us handle it. Now let’s get out of here before more show up.

[Scene change to the Galaxy Garrison.]

Pidge: Mom!

Colleen: Oh, Katie, I’m so glad you’re home!

Veronica: Lance!

Kids: Uncle Lance!

Lance: Oh, hey!

Mrs. McClain: My son!

Lance: It’s so good to see you.

Veronica: We never gave up on you.

Lance: I missed you so much. Oh, my gosh. You two are so much bigger now.

Lance’s Nephew: You’re the same size.

[Flashback 1 begins.]

Hunk’s Niece: Hey, Hunk.

Hunk’s Nephew: We’re going to miss you so much now that you’re going to be a space explorer.

Hunk: Well, I don’t know about space explorer. I was thinking more of a mechanic for space explorers.

Niece: Can you build us a spaceship?

Hunk: Uh, well, I don’t need to because we’re already in one.

[Flashback 1 ends.]

Sam: It’s good to have you home.

Hunk: So, my family?

Sam: We’ll get them back soon.

Iverson: Officer Shirogane. It’s great to see you again. My apologies for throwing you in quarantine.

Coran: Ah, so you’re the one who strapped Shiro to a table. I heard about that.

Shiro: You were just following orders, as any good soldier would. It’s great to see you, too. Allow me to introduce you to our Altean allies. Meet Allura, Romelle, and Coran.

Iverson: The honor is mine. Your technology has been instrumental in defending this small corner of Earth.

Coran: Oh, yes. Pop-Pop was quite the genius.

Iverson: And Cadet…

Keith: Yes, sir.

Iverson: I owe you an apology as well. I’ve heard about all you’ve done. I was wrong about you. It’s an honor and privilege to see you again.

Keith: Thank you, sir. I guess I wasn’t exactly the best cadet back then. I probably owe you a bit of an apology, too.

Iverson: Ah, and who’s this little fella?

Coran: Oh, Kosmo likes you. But be careful. If you touch it, it could zap you to a different universe.

Iverson: Hm?

Coran: Seriously.

[Scene change to inside the garrison.]

Shiro: Adam… I’m sorry.

Iverson: It’s because of them that Earth still has a chance. It’s time for our debriefing.

[Scene change to the Garrison meeting room.]

Sam: Sendak’s forces remain at bay, but without a meaningful supply line, we’re slowly being suffocated.

Shiro: No one else is putting up a fight against Sendak?

Veronica: Small pockets of underground resistance have attempted to do so with varying degrees of success. Eventually, all were discovered and systematically wiped out. Earth’s offensive capabilities simply don’t stand a chance against the Galra.

Hunk: Why don’t we bring more people into this base?

Sam: We’ve had to put a halt on our extraction ops as they were proving to be too risky.

Hunk: But there are good people out there. They could be protected. My family’s out there.

Sam: I’m sorry, Hunk.

Hunk: But if we have an opportunity now–

Griffin: Hey, do Paladins not understand the chain of command? Your CO said it was too dangerous.

Sam: Officer Griffin, that’s enough. Believe me, I understand what you’re going through, Hunk. We all have family out there, but we have to weigh our options. We can’t lose ten people to save twelve. I’m sorry.

Allura: Well, then let’s find out what we can do. You said you’ve integrated Altean tech with Earth weaponry?

[Scene change to a hangar bay.]

Sam: The Mecha-Flex-Exo fighters, or MFEs, are extremely agile with advanced weaponry, but are only capable of short-range attacks. Sustaining power with Altean-infused technology is an issue we’re trying to overcome.

Coran: Maybe I can help you out with that. I do have some leftover faunatonium. It’s an Altean fuel additive, but also has some unexpected side effects, so don’t get any on you.

Sam: And this is our battleship. It’s large enough to house all of the Lions and an entire command unit.

Sanda: It’s built, but it can’t fly. Everyone, there’s a subject we can’t avoid any longer. Sendak attacked Earth because he wanted the Lions, and now they’re here. It seems that we at least need to discuss our options.

Shiro: Are you suggesting that we willingly hand over the Lions to the Galra?

Sanda: Our supplies are gone. We spent all our resources on a ship that doesn’t fly. The weapons we do have are not enough to mount an attack. All we can do is protect a small pocket of Earth. But for how much longer?

Sam: The universe needs the Lions.

Sanda: So does Earth. They’re our only bargaining chip.

Sablan: I agree with the Admiral. Earth has been nearly destroyed. Countless citizens have been lost. But it could all be over if we give up the Lions.

Iverson: We have a fighting chance now that the Lions have returned. We need to take it.

Allura: I’ll settle this argument right now. We’re not giving up the Lions under any circumstances. There is no negotiating with Sendak.

Sanda: Maybe you should leave the matters of Earth to the people who live here.

Shiro: Please, Admiral. I respect that you’ll do anything you can to protect Earth. But trust us, we’ve been through more than you could ever imagine. We have fought the Galra on the fringes of the universe and in their very home. I know there’s a way to defeat Sendak.

Sanda: How? We barely know what we’re up against. We need intelligence, and we just don’t have it.

Allura: Maybe we do. That information you downloaded from the Castle of Lions contains Sendak’s memories.

Sam: How does that help?

Pidge: It might give us some insight into Sendak’s plan. Allura, you’re a genius!

Sam: We just need some time.

[Scene changes to the server room of the garrison.]

Sablan: Everything from the castle is stored here. Processing the massive amount of complex Altean data takes nearly every node we have. Sifting through that much information is like trying to find a needle in a haystack.

Pidge: Then let’s get started.

[Scene changes to the IGF-Atlas.]

Coran: I’m actually quite impressed, despite the obviously crude nature of Earth’s technological capabilities.

Sam: It has a lot of potential, but I’m unable to recreate the power of a Balmeran crystal. Maybe your faunatonium will work for this as well?

Coran: Afraid not. A ship like this might need two or three battleship-class Balmeran crystals.

Shiro: I don’t suppose there are any Balmera nearby?

Coran: In this young galaxy? [guffaws] Oh, yeah, it’s right next to the Wizblattle. Uh, that’s a no. No Balmeras around here.

[Scene change to the server room.]

Sablan: Those are Officer Holt’s designs for some of the injured soldiers. They’re extremely advanced, but like everything else, we don’t have an adequate power source to make them viable.

Pidge: Here they are– Sendak’s memories. It’s just code until we find a way to interpret it.

Allura: I might know a way.

[Flashback 2 begins.]

Hunk: Found it.

Hunk’s Father: Good job, Hunk. Now, you remember what to do.

[Flashback 2 ends.]

Hunk: [groans]

Keith: Is everything okay in here?

Hunk: Yeah.

Keith: Look… I’m not really good at talking with people, and I… I don’t expect you to open up to me, but… if there’s ever anything on your mind–

Hunk: This situation stinks! I ca–I can’t believe we finally get back to Earth and it’s taken over by Galra.

Keith: I guess there is something on your mind.

Hunk: And I know–I know it’s stupid, but I used to daydream about coming home to a peaceful Earth. And that would’ve been great. But I realized that nothing… nothing would have been greater than seeing my family. But I can’t. And all I keep thinking about is that I wasn’t there for them. And I don’t even know if they’re okay. An–and I see Pidge and Lance with their families, and–I, I mean, I’m happy for them. I am. But it just… it makes me miss my family more. I–I just… I’ve never felt so alone and scared.

Keith: Look, Hunk, I never told you this, but of all the Paladins, you’re the one I’m most impressed by. It’s no secret that you’ve always been the most scared, but you’ve never backed down. Never. And to be brave is to go on in spite of fear. And that’s who you are, Hunk. I know you’re scared, but your family… they need you to be strong right now. Okay. Alright. Now we’re huggin’.

Hunk: Thank you, Keith.

Keith: Wha– Where’re you going?

Hunk: I’m going to get my family.

Keith: Not without me.

[Scene change to a vehicle bay.]

Griffin: You two heading somewhere?

Keith: This doesn’t concern either of you.

Veronica: No, but you’ll probably be concerned with the patrol drones that will spot you within seconds.

Griffin: And you might be concerned with the blast from Sendak’s automated low-orbit, long-range blaster satellite that takes you out.

Hunk: What’s your problem?

Griffin: My problem is I don’t wanna see our only hope for saving Earth get hurt. That’s why we’re coming with you.

[Scene change to the server room.]

Pidge: Uploading… And… there.

Sam: Whoa. Amazing!

Pidge: We’re mimicking the way the Castle of Lions interacted with King Alfor’s memories. Test it out. Ask him a question.

Sam: Um, alright. What is your name?

Hologram!Sendak: I am Commander Sendak, a royal officer to the Galra Empire.

Sam: Where are you from?

Hologram!Sendak: I am proud to say I was born with unquestionable Galra lineage.

Sam: Commander, explain to me your method of conquering planets.

Hologram!Sendak: There are as many ways to conquer a planet as there are planets themselves. Primitive species are the easiest. It usually doesn’t take more than one or two waves of attack to bring them to their knees.

Allura: What about more advanced civilizations?

Hologram!Sendak: There are always those willing to sacrifice themselves for the greater good. That’s why it is best to find something they value more than themselves and make that the target.

Pidge: What do you mean?

Hologram!Sendak: Citizens of advanced civilizations have the weakness of caring for each other.

Pidge: A military operation of that scale takes immense time and resources.

Hologram!Sendak: Our operations rely on the resources of the planet. They become our supplies and feed our occupation.

Sam: Have you ever failed in overtaking a planet?

Hologram!Sendak: Tenacity and time conquer all foes.

Allura: What if a planet refuses to give up, no matter the cost?

Hologram!Sendak: If a planet refuses to give up, then we annihilate it. But only one planet has ever refused. Altea.

Allura: I’m sorry, I think I need a break.

[Scene change to beyond the Garrison.]

Griffin: She did it. The signal’s sent.

Hunk: Okay, now what?

Griffin: Now we wait.

[Flashback 3 begins.]

Hunk’s Mother: Okay, just about done.

Hunk: Oh, I hate waiting.

Hunk’s Mother: But waiting’s the best part. It’s the time we get to spend together.

[Flashback 3 ends.]

Rebel: Come with me, quickly.

[Cut to a hideout.]

Rebel: Amazing. The rumors are true. Word of the Paladins’ return has inspired the resistance.

Hunk: Thank you for your help. Tell the resistance we’re gonna get rid of the Galra.

Rebel: Words we’ve waited a long time to hear.

Veronica: Is this where they’ve taken all the prisoners?

Keith: What are they doing down there?

Rebel: They have work camps operating day and night mining ore for Sendak. It’s been nonstop for months. He’s building something, but no one is sure what.

Veronica: I thought the labor force was outside the encampment.

Rebel: They were, but they’ve been moved in.

Hunk: What does that mean?

Veronica: It means… we can’t get you to your parents.

Hunk: No. No. Please.

Veronica: Believe me, if there was a way, we would do it.

Hunk: Can I at least see them from here?

[Scene change to a lab in the garrison.]

Shiro: You wanted to see me? I thought you were with Pidge and Sam.

Allura: Sendak’s memories were hard to hear. But it did remind me of something my father once said. He told me that there are those with the power to destroy, and those with the power to create.

[Scene change to the labor camp.]

Keith: I see movement. It looks like the workers are exiting.

Hunk: That’s them. My mom, my dad. Don’t worry, you just need to hang on a little longer. We’re going to get you out. I’m going to get you out.

[Man on PA] All personnel, proceed to your command stations immediately.

Sendak: Assessment.

Hepta: Scanners have yet to detect any signs of a sub-orbital defense system. Planetary surface reports indicate offensive capability, extremely low.

Sendak: Begin the assault. Fire.

Unnamed soldier: Move, move, move!

[Cut to Galaxy Command Center.]

Sanda: Power the surface-to-air blasters. Dispatch the first wave of Garrison fighters. Prep the next wave immediately.

Sam: Wait! We can’t use the standard defenses.

Sanda: We’re going to hit those aliens with hundreds of thousands of pounds of thermobaric missiles and finish them off with the best pilots the world has to offer.

Sam: They don’t stand a chance out there. We need to scramble the MFE fighters.

Sanda: The pilots of the MFEs are just cadets.

Sam: So are the pilots of Voltron.

Sanda: Launch base defenses according to protocol. Commander!

Iverson: I know you have wartime authorization, but maybe we should listen to--

Sanda: That’s an order! We can’t risk the planet on untested military weaponry piloted by cadets.

Iverson: This is Commander Iverson. Initiate base defense protocol, Beta-Five. I repeat, initiate base defense protocol, Beta-Five.

Adam: You heard the man, we’re up.

Sam: You’ve just doomed those men and women.

[Cut to the air above the Garrison.]

Adam: Our weapons have no effect!

Man: Evasive maneuvers!

Adam: Wildcat’s gone. Titan’s not responding.

Woman: I can’t shake these things. He’s got me on target lock!

Man 2: Hang in there! I’m heading your way!

Woman: I can’t--No!

Woman 2: Be aware, another Galra fleet is launching and approaching.

Woman 3: I’ve got target lock! No!

Adam: [screams]

Sendak: This is Commander Sendak of the Fire of Purification. I am here for the Voltron Lions. Turn them over to me or I will destroy your planet.

Sanda: Open a line.

Veronica: Yes, Admiral.

Sanda: This is Admiral Sanda of Earth. We have received your communication requesting the Voltron Lions. Please be advised that our planet is not harboring them nor do we know where they are.

Sendak: We’ll see.

Sam: Tell all Garrison bases to call back fighters.

Veronica: All Garrison bases are under attack. They’re not responding. They’ve already scrambled fighters.

[Scene change to Sendak’s ship.]

Sendak: Battle report.

Hepta: The planet has offered little resistance with the exception of this single location. It appears to be utilizing particle barrier technology.

Sendak: Focus all firepower on that shield. The ion cannon will make short work of it.

[Scene change to the Galaxy Garrison command room.]

Veronica: Sir, it looks like the alien ships are focusing in on our location.

Sam: Scramble the MFE-Ares fighters. Begin powering up the fusion cannon.

Iverson: Yes, sir.

Sanda: I will court-martial you if you utter one command against my orders.

Iverson: There won’t be a court to try me in if we don’t listen to Commander Holt.

Iverson on PA: MFE-Ares pilots, begin loading sequence. Activate interlock.

Griffin: Dynotherms connected.

Rizavi: Mega-thrusters are go.

Griffin: We’re ready to depart on your mark, Commander Iverson.

Iverson: Three… Two… One… Mark!

Hepta: They’re scrambling fighters, Commander.

Sendak: Fire the ion cannon.

Hepta: The particle barrier shows no signs of structural damage.

Griffin: Okay, team, we’ve trained for this. We know their maneuvers and have the firepower to knock them out. Leifsdottir, you’re my wing.

Leifsdottir: Ten-four.

Griffin: Rizavi, you and Kinkade keep those fighters off our back.

Rizavi: Copy.

Veronica: Fusion cannon online.

Sam: Fire!

Veronica: Direct hit. Target destroyed.

Sam: Fusion cannon status report.

Veronica: It’s drained substantial power. Estimating enough for two more shots before recharge, sir.

Sam: Sendak doesn’t know that.

Hepta: The cannon appears to be charging for another shot.

Sendak: This is the only place on the planet well-defended. Fall back out of its range. We will attack where they are vulnerable.

Veronica: The entire fleet is pulling out. They’re focusing their attacks on the remaining cities.

Sam: Update the rest of the globe. They need to evacuate to safe zones immediately.

Sanda: We should go after them. Your weapons actually mounted an offense.

Sam: The fighters are only short-range and the cannon is immobile. If we leave its proximity, we’d be decimated.

Veronica: Sir, communication with all of Western Europe has gone dark. Russia. China. India. East Coast Base, please acknowledge, over. Can anyone on the East Coast respond? Over. Please?

Hepta: Scouting reports show no signs of the Voltron Lions. Shall we continue the occupation, sir?

Sendak: Yes, the Paladins will return. And we’ll be waiting for them.

[Scene change to Garrison command center.]

Veronica: Commander, we are no longer receiving responses on any channels. What are your orders?

Sam: The Galra just delivered a critical blow. I know many of you in this room feel we should press our attack, and believe me when I say I wish we could. Even with all we’ve accomplished, we’re still not ready to fight the Galra head-on. However, while this base stands, Earth still has a chance. I believe in each and every one of you. You made it here because of your ability to overcome adversity, and now the freedom of planet Earth is dependent on that ability. Everyone break to their sub-commands. I want a full status update of this base. We will prevail.

Sanda: When this is all said and done, I’m going to have you both stripped of your rank and thrown in the brig for defying my orders.

Iverson: Yes, ma’am.

Sanda: Now, we don’t have the Lions. Why is Sendak still invading?

Sam: You don’t understand the Galra. They’ve been conquering the universe for over ten thousand years. Sendak must have a plan.

[Scene change to the Galaxy Garrison meeting room.]

Veronica: Supplies are limited. We don’t have enough food to sustain us for more than a couple of months.

Sam: And construction materials? Do we have enough to complete the IGF-Atlas?

Veronica: Negative.

Sam: Quiznak. We can’t give up. Voltron will come. We just need to get supplies and wait out Sendak.

Veronica: Well, there is a supply depot not too far from here. It was abandoned during the initial attack and the Galra haven’t occupied that area yet.

Sanda: But how would we transport the supplies?

Veronica: We could use the underground tunnel system. It’s an older setup from World War III. The trains haven’t been used since, but the tunnels are sound and the tracks are still intact and run directly beneath the base. If we were to send a small team, we could load up supplies onto one of the old trains, repair it, and ride it directly back here.

Sam: What does Galra activity in that area look like?

Veronica: None currently, but judging by the Galra’s movements, that won’t last long. It’s hard to give an exact estimate. Their occupation efforts seem to be focused on major metropolitan areas, but they’re scattering out in what look like random patrol patterns.

Sam: Then our team will have to move quickly.

[Scene change to a hangar.]

Griffin: Okay, I’ll drive.

Veronica: I’m coming with you. Name’s Veronica. I’m an analyst and your handler.

Griffin: We don’t need a handler.

Veronica: Do you know how to get to the depot?

Griffin: Well, no, but, you know, I’ll just use the guidance system.

Veronica: That uses the world communication network. Which, oh yeah, these tunnels were designed to block. And Cadet Rizavi should drive. She has the highest marks with the AW-Cruiser.

Rizavi: I like her.

Veronica: Oh, and shotgun.

Rizavi: I really like her.

Veronica: Left here.

Kinkade: All clear.

Veronica: Right. These tracks are a straight shot to the depot. Let’s get to work.

Rizavi: They left her in pretty good shape. I think we’ll have her running in under an hour.

Griffin: Griffin checking in. What’s your status?

Veronica: Supplies are ninety-five percent loaded.

Rizavi: Rizavi here. Almost done with repairs.

Griffin: We’ve got company, just south of the Cruiser.

Rizavi: Copy. On our way.

Griffin: Our weapons have no effect on them!

Veronica: Go! Get the train running. I’ll hold them off.

Griffin: You two get this thing started. Kinkade, you’re with me.

Rizavi: Train’s up and running. Let’s go.

Griffin: Veronica, get in here! Veronica! What are you doing?

Veronica: Just go!

Griffin: We’re not gonna leave her. Stop the train. No!

Kinkade: She saved the mission. And us.

Rizavi: Does anyone know how to get back?

Leifsdottir: Two lefts, two rights, left, middle tunnel, right, left, and then one more right.

Sam: Thank goodness you’re back. Wait. Where’s Veronica?

Griffin: She… She didn’t make it.

Sam: Her sacrifice will not be in vain. We have a chance now.

Griffin: A chance for what? We just bought ourselves time. What is that gonna do for us?

Sam: Voltron will come.

Griffin: You really believe that?

Sam: Yes. And in the meantime, we need to finish our work on the IGF-Atlas and figure out a way to power it. She’ll be sorely needed when we liberate the planet.

[Scene change the Galra fleet orbiting Earth.]

Sendak: Begin the next phase of the assault. Destroy their communications network.

Hepta: Forgive me for questioning your orders, but why are we cutting off their communications? Do we not want Voltron to hear the distress signal?

Sendak: When you hear an animal crying out in pain, you proceed with caution. Silence promotes haste.

Sanda: He’s destroying all of our satellites.

Sam: He’s cutting off our communication with the outside world. And all we can do is watch.

Hepta: Commander, how should the fleet proceed regarding the last stronghold?

Sendak: Time will conquer them for us.

[Scene change to the Galaxy Garrison meeting room.]

Sam: It seems we will have enough raw material to complete the superstructure for the IGF-Atlas. How’s morale?

Iverson: It’s low. We’re using every trick in the book to keep spirits high, but when the world is in the shape it’s in…

Sanda: If the IGF-Atlas becomes operational, do you think it could defend Earth?

Sam: She’s been outfitted with all our most advanced weaponry, but it’s still just one ship, and an untested one at that. This is Commander Holt, over.

Man: Sir, you’re gonna wanna come to the hangar to see this.

[Scene change to the Galaxy Garrison hangar.]

Sam: Veronica, you’re alive! How?

Veronica: These people saved me. I’ve been working with an underground resistance network. The network is small, but highly mobile, and they’ve gathered a great deal of intel and supplies that could prove extremely useful to us. Their intel even led me to my family. So I led them here. I thought we should be working together.

Sam: Your brother would be very proud of you.

Veronica: Speaking of Lance… have you heard anything? From Voltron?

Sam: No. Not yet. And supplies are getting dangerously low. What you’ve brought will certainly help, but only for so long.

Veronica: I’m afraid I’ve got more bad news to add to that. I have some intel from the resistance network. The Galra have begun to group able-bodied citizens together into work camps. They’re utilizing them for manual labor. Reports indicate that construction has begun on multiple Galran installations around the globe.

Sam: We need to get one last message out to Voltron.

[Scene change to Galaxy Garrison command center.]

Man on PA: Commencing launch in ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four…

Sanda: Let’s hope you’re right about this.

Man on PA: ...three, two, one. Liftoff.

Hepta: Sir, the base has launched a projectile.

Sendak: Destroy it.

Woman: Yeah! We did it!

Sam: He fell for it.

Hepta: I’m picking up a signal. They’re broadcasting. They’re microtransmitters, millions of them, spreading throughout the sector.

Sendak: What are they broadcasting?

Sam on transmitters: To any beings who receive this message, planet Earth has been overrun by Galra. Most of the citizens have been captured. Those of us remaining are making our last stand. If you get this message, please get word to Voltron. We need help.

Sendak: So they do think Voltron will return.

[Scene change to a Galaxy Garrison hangar.]

Sam: Earth has been conquered. We are the last holdout in an evil occupation. And we must face facts. Our supplies are running out. They’ve hammered us and hurt the ones we love. Our backs are completely up against the wall. And nothing makes us more dangerous. We only have enough resources for one last stand. Regardless of the outcome, if we stand united, we will let them know that planet Earth, our home, will not go down without a fight.

[Cut to Voltron.]

Keith: Well, what are we waiting for?

Sam: How are you feeling, Shiro?

Shiro: Good. I’m good.

Sam: I’m happy to tell you we’ve successfully attached your new prosthetic arm. We just need to power it on and make any final adjustments. We’ve outfitted it with the most powerful energy source Earth has to offer. It’s the closest we could get to mimicking a Balmera crystal’s energy. It should generate enough power to operate most of it. The remaining power will be drawn from your body’s own electromagnetic field.

Shiro: [screams]

Sam: He’s crashing! We have to shut it down!

Allura: Sam! We need to remove the power source.

Shiro: What–what happened? I feel… strange. I feel… great.

[Scene change to a Garrison meeting room.]

Pidge: We’ve learned so much from Sendak’s memories. We discovered his methods for taking over planets like Earth. Sendak constructs armaments at key strategic points around planets. This gives him the ability to control enormous swaths of territory. He uses the armaments as deterrents to prevent any uprisings and to control the conquered population.

Veronica: Based on data from Commander Holt’s micro-satellites, cross-referenced with resistance intel, we’ve ascertained that Sendak built six massive structures on Earth. We never knew what they were being used for until now.

Hunk: They’re the weapons? So, what’s stopping us from blowing them up?

Sanda: We simply don’t have enough firepower to do the job. And even if we did, there’s a good chance those facilities contain civilians. We can’t just go in blind.

Shiro: Admiral Sanda’s right. That’s why we should infiltrate a base and gather intelligence first.

Veronica: The nearest base is 52 klicks south of our position.

Shiro: What’s the terrain like?

Veronica: The region around what we’ll call “Base One” is a complex urban environment. Our route will take us through highly patrolled areas. It’ll be hard to keep proper surveillance of our surroundings due to all the structural damage.

Shiro: Then I suggest we form two teams: a ground unit that will attempt to infiltrate Base One and get eyes on whatever’s inside, and a sniper team that observes from a higher position, covering the ground unit and providing some visibility.

Veronica: Use communications sparingly. Stay on the move. Keep an eye on the timing patterns of the patrol drones. Pidge, Keith, Allura, and Griffin, you’re the ground unit. Hunk, Kinkade, Lance, and I will be sniper support.

Lance: You know, a map would’ve been just fine. You didn’t need to come along on this mission.

Veronica: What are you talking about? I’ve been going on these missions for months now. No one knows the terrain better than me.

Lance: Yeah, I just don’t like to see you put yourself in danger.

Veronica: First of all, that’s very sweet, but knock it off. You’re an idiot if you think I’m not going to defend our home.

Hunk: So, uh, you excited about this mission? Yeah. Totally. I feel the same.

[Scene change to the sniper nest.]

Hunk: No transmissions. Varied radiation signatures.

Keith: Approaching target location.

Veronica: Copy that, ground unit. We’ve got eyes on you.

Lance: Drone patrol ahead.

Keith: This is as close as we’re gonna get. Pidge and I are going in.

Griffin: Negative. Route’s obstructed. It’s too well guarded.

Keith: Lance, you ready to cover us when we get inside?

Lance: Ready to go.

Allura: It’s a cosmic wolf.

Griffin: Huh. I’ve got to get me one of those.

[Cut to Pidge and Keith inside the base.]

Pidge: We need to find a port where I can hack in. A control panel or substation.

Keith: Got it.

Lance: Gotcha, Keith. Scanning for hostiles. Sentries on the other side of the east wall.

Keith: Lance?

Lance: You’re clear. Okay, you guys are gonna have to take the right tunnel. But wait! There are sentries approaching from both tunnels. Hold position. Coming up to you in three, two, one.

[Cut to the sniper nest.]

Kinkade: That thing pick up heat signatures?

Lance: It actually locks onto their suits’ sonar imaging and renders a 3D map within a 20-foot perimeter. It’s cool Paladin stuff.

Kinkade: I’ve got movement to the north. Drones closing in on your positions from the adjacent alley.

Allura: We’ve been spotted.

Kinkade: Hang tight.

Griffin: I think you guys made them angry.

Veronica: I’ve got five hostiles.

Kinkade: I’ll take the three on the right.

Lance: I’ve got the other two.

Allura: Thanks.

Lance: No problem.

Veronica: She’s pretty.

Lance: I don’t know what you’re talking about.

Allura: Lance, Kinkade, more sentries incoming.

[Cut to Pidge and Keith in the base.]

Pidge: I’m in. Downloading intel.

Keith: What is this?

Pidge: It’s a Zaiforge cannon.

Keith: What?

Pidge: Each base must be building one.

[Cut to the sniper nest.]

Hunk: Cover is definitely blown, guys!

Lance: Keith, Pidge, it’s time to roll!

Keith: Copy that.

Lance: Veronica, detonate the chaff.

Veronica: Rendezvous at your cruisers. We only have a couple of minutes until the sentries gain vision again.

Keith: Let’s move out.

[Scene change back to the Garrison meeting room.]

Pidge: Sendak has built Zaiforge cannons. Our intel indicates the cannons were just completed. They could launch at any time.

Iverson: What exactly is a Zaiforge cannon?

Keith: Planet killers. If these cannons launch and are fully charged, Sendak will be able to destroy Earth in seconds.

Rizavi: So what do we do?

Keith: Ideally, we attack all six bases at once, allowing them no time to stage a counterattack.

Sanda: That’s not possible.

Keith: If we had our Lions, it could be. We’ll have to find another way to retrieve them since the ship we rode in on crashed.

Sanda: Your Lions are orbiting another planet. There’s no way to get you to them. Plus there are only five Lions.

Shiro: The MFEs would need to attack the sixth cannon.

Griffin: We’d love to, but they don’t have that kind of range.

Coran: There should be enough faunatonium to boost the MFEs to the sixth base and back.

Pidge: That’s great and all, but Admiral Sanda has a point. We can’t get to our Lions.

Shiro: You don’t need to go to them. They’ll come to you. As Paladins of Voltron, you can connect with your Lions. They will come.

Hunk: From Saturn?

Shiro: From anywhere. You’ve been training for this since the very beginning. Each of you has forged a bond with your Lion. Tap into it.

Lance: Our Lions did come to us when we were lost in space.

Keith: And Red saved my life numerous times.

Allura: Yes, it’s possible. So we’ll call the Lions to meet us here.

Pidge: We’ll need the element of surprise. The Lions will have to rendezvous with us at the bases.

Hunk: Yeah, that will really catch the Galra off-guard. I mean, assuming our Lions respond to our calls. What if they don’t come?

Shiro: They’ll come. And when they do, you will strike and destroy all six cannons simultaneously before they can be launched. And when the job’s done, you can form Voltron and finish off Sendak and the rest of his forces.

Griffin: My pilots can transport four of you to the Galra bases before heading out to the sixth cannon.

Veronica: I’ll bring Lance to Base One. It’s the closest, so I can do it by ground.

Shiro: It’s settled, then. While Veronica drops Lance at Base One, the MFEs will each fly a Paladin out to a base. The Paladins should reach the drop zones at exactly the same time the Lions arrive. Then the MFEs will head to the sixth base. We’ll launch a coordinated attack on all six locations at once.

[Scene change to the day of the mission.]

Allura: Lance.

Lance: Huh?

Allura: I, uh– I just wanted to say… I wanted to say… stay safe out there.

Lance: You too, Allura.

Veronica: Looks like the princess likes you back.

Lance: What?! That’s crazy! She just cares about everyone because she’s awesome like that.

[Cut to the MFEs and Paladins taking off.]

Shiro: Paladins, our window of opportunity is razor thin. With the element of surprise, we’ll have the advantage. Good luck.

Lance: We’ve been spotted! Watch out, okay? Be careful!

Veronica: I know!

Rizavi: Now let’s see how this faunatonium works.

[Cut to Garrison Command.]

Iverson: Four of the five Paladins have reached their drop zones. Just waiting on Lance.

Shiro: Lance, where are you? Can you hear me?

Lance: Whoa. Veronica, look out!

Shiro: Oh no.

Allura: Lance!

[Cut to Lance waking up.]

Allura: Lance, are you there?

Hunk: Lance, where are you, buddy?

Pidge: Lance, can you hear us?

Keith: Lance? Lance, come in!

Lance: Veronica? Veronica! No. Veronica!

Veronica: Lance…

Lance: Veronica, you’re okay.

[Cut to Garrison Command.]

Lance: Red Lion, checking in!

Iverson: We have all Lions. It worked!

[Cut to the bases.]

Hunk: Ah, I’m taking heavy fire!

Allura: Something’s wrong!

Lance: These aren’t normal base defenses!

Pidge: I’m pinned down!

Griffin: Keith, what do we do?

Keith: Do what you have to. We can’t let those cannons launch!

Griffin: They’re everywhere!

Hunk: Come on!

Allura: There’s too many! Watch out!

Lance: I’m coming!

Rizavi: We need backup!

Shiro: They were ready for us.

[Cut back to the bases.]

Keith: Focus on the Zaiforge cannons. Stop them from launching!

Griffin: Base Six is launching!

Lance: I can’t get near Base One’s cannon!

Allura: I can’t stop the launch!

Hunk: Me neither!

Pidge: How did this happen?

Keith: Sendak must have known we were coming. But how?

[Cut to Sendak’s flagship.]

Sendak: Your intel was correct after all. Prepare the cannons for launch.

[Cut back to Earth.]

Allura: We were too late! The cannons have launched and we’re exposed. Sendak knows we’re here with our Lions.

Lance: What do we do now?

Keith: MFEs, return to the garrison.

MFE Pilots: Roger that.

Keith: Paladins, we need to cut the head off the snake. Taking out Sendak is our last option. Everyone, converge!

[Cut to Sendak’s ship.]

Sendak: Align the cannons.

[Cut to the Paladins.]

Keith: Form Voltron!

[Cut to Sendak.]

Sendak: Fire Zaiforge cannons!

Shiro: Keith… Keith. Keith.

Keith: Where are you, Shiro? Show yourself!

Shiro: I know this must be confusing for you.

Keith: What is this place? Where are we? You–you were trying to kill me. The others! You–you said you…

Shiro: I’m not here to harm you. Everyone is fine. Just let me explain. The thing that attacked you wasn’t me. Since my fight with Zarkon, I’ve been here.

Keith: When you disappeared?

Shiro: Yes. I didn’t know where I was or how much time had passed. My physical form was gone. I existed on another realm. I died, Keith. But the Black Lion somehow retained my essence.

Keith: Is… is that where we are? In the Black Lion’s consciousness?

Shiro: I tried to warn the others about the imposter while on Olkarion, but our connection was not strong enough…

Keith: Shiro? Shiro! You saved us.

[Scene change to the Castle of Lions.]

Hunk: Uh, this doesn’t seem safe.

Coran: I don’t have time for safety. I need to get the Castle of Lions back up and running. Diverting power from the teludav to the main turbine might be the only way!

Hunk: What are the chances bolts of magic electricity are gonna shoot everywhere once it gets started?

Coran: Hopefully the chances are good! That’s what we want to happen.

Hunk: What? We really need to work on our safety procedures.

Coran: How’s it going, Number Five?

Pidge: I’ve diverted as much power from the teludav to the main turbine as I could.

Coran: Nice work! Okay. Looks like we have the power we need to attempt a system restart. Allura, begin the reboot sequence. Allura, can you hear me? Is this thing on mute? Ugh, there’s a lot of blood rushing to my head so I keep hitting the wrong buttons.

Lance: Allura?

Allura: Oh, right. What is it you need?

Coran: The reboot sequence. Can you run it again? Allura has begun the sequence, so power should be flowing any tick.

Hunk: Any tick?

Coran: Ugh, what? We’re in worse shape than I thought. Looks like we hit another snag. Hold tight!

Krolia: I’ll head down to assist with repairs.

Lance: Allura, are you okay? You seem a little distracted.

Allura: I’m just so angry with myself for allowing this to happen. I played right into Lotor’s hands, and I fear my actions have placed us in this dire situation.

Lance: You didn’t put us in this situation. It was Shiro who went rogue and released the virus on the Castle.

Allura: No, this is my fault. I trusted Lotor. I helped him build and empower his ships, granting him unlimited access to the quintessence field. I was fooled by him, and it put the entire universe in jeopardy. How can the coalition ever be expected to trust me when I’m not sure I can trust myself?

Lance: Allura, it wasn’t just you who trusted Lotor. We all did. I had more reason than anyone not to trust him, but he did everything right. He didn’t just fool you. He fooled us all. Lemme tell you, as someone who’s made a million mistakes, all you can do is get up and try to make it right. You can’t doubt yourself now. We need you. The universe needs you.

Allura: Thank you, Lance.

Keith: Hailing the Castle of Lions. This is Keith.

Lance: Keith! You’re okay!

Allura: Where’ve you been? Did you get Shiro?

Keith: I got him, but it’s not the Shiro we know. The Shiro that took Lotor was a clone.

Lance: Well, then where’s the real one?

Keith: It’s complicated. I’ll explain everything later, but right now, you need your focus on Lotor. I’ve picked up the Sincline ships on my scanners. It looks like Lotor is headed back to your position. Right where you are.

Allura: He needs to get back into the quintessence field.

Keith: I’m on my way to you now, but without a wormhole, it’s gonna take me a while. You’ll have to hold off Lotor without me.

Lance: We’ll do what we can.

Keith: Shiro, if you’re here, I could use your help. I need to get to the team before Lotor.

Allura: Accessing the quintessence field has been Lotor’s singular drive for millennia. He wants to harness the power for himself, but we cannot let him. Thankfully, there’s only one way into the quintessence field: through the interreality gate. So we must destroy it.

Coran: I’ll continue working on the Castle to get it up and running before Lotor arrives. It’ll be slow going without the Paladins, but we’ll get it done.

Allura: Good luck, Coran. We’ll need all the help we can get in the fight against Lotor.

[Scene change to the Sincline ships.]

Lotor: Zethrid, Ezor, my deepest apologies for lying to you both, but in order to gain the princess’ trust and make the Paladins of Voltron believe we were truly at odds, it had to be done.

Ezor: I’m just glad we’re on your side again.

Zethrid: As long as I get to blow something up, I’m good.

Lotor: Excellent. Today, we will gain access to unlimited quintessence, and together, we usher in a new era of power.

[Scene change back to the interreality gate.]

Lance: You sure about this?

Allura: We must. It’s the only way.

Pidge: Lotor will be here any second. What’s the plan?

Allura: Well, the Castle of Lions is broken down, so there’s no help there. The Black Lion isn’t with us, so we can’t form Voltron. We’re just going to have to do what we can.

Pidge: Got it. Attempt to survive.

Hunk: The last time we fought Lotor, we had five ships and Lotor had two, and he still kicked our butts. This time, he’s gonna have three ships, and we’re only gonna have four. Does–does anyone else see where I’m going with this?

Lance: Zip it, Hunk! No one’s interested in your math equations right now. Especially ones that add to us taking a beating.

Allura: Coran, how are the repairs coming?

Coran: I’m working on ‘em, Princess. The problem is we need power for the systems that start the main turbine. But if I use that power to engage the systems, I don’t have power to run the main turbine. It’s a conundrum.

Allura: Coran, without the Castle of Lions backing us up, we might not make it.

Coran: Right. No pressure. Come on, Coran, think! I’ve still got Krolia to help me… and Romelle, and the space mice, and a cosmic wolf. Hieronymus Wimbleton? My grandfather’s toolkit! And a 10,000 year old bottle of nunvill. Yep, that’s Pop-Pop Wimbleton. Hieronymus Wimbleton. All I’ve ever wanted to do was live up to your great name. When I first saw your Castle of Lions take to the sky, I knew anything was possible. Now, I’m not so sure. Wait a tick.

[Cut to the Lions.]

Lance: We’ve got incoming.

Hunk: Guys, they’re here.

Lance: Hold your positions. Let Lotor make the first move.

Acxa: Lotor, the gate. It’s destroyed.

Lotor: We need not fight today. We are all on the same side. I know what you all must think of me now that you know my past. It doesn’t have to change our future together. The truth is, I want to harness the power of the quintessence field to better the universe, just like I said. Nothing has changed.

Allura: You enslaved countless Alteans. Harnessed their life source for your own personal gain! How many innocent lives did you destroy?

Lotor: Allura, I–

Allura: How many?!

Lotor: It’s true. Many Alteans perished in my quest to unlock the mysteries of quintessence. But I protected thousands more, and I rescued their culture, our culture.

Zethrid: Why is he pleading with the Paladins? Why are we not opening fire?

Ezor: I stopped trying to figure out Lotor’s master plan long ago. Too complicated.

Lotor: Allura, you must understand, I’ve given everything I have to plumb the depths of King Alfor’s knowledge, to unlock the mysteries of Oriande. Please, Allura, we’ve come too far together. Surely you can see the greatness we’ve already accomplished. There’s still more to come. Join me. We’re on the same side.

Allura: No, we’re not!

Lotor: Hold your fire! Hold your fire! Allura, stop! You and I hold the ancient knowledge of our Altean culture. We were meant to be together. My feelings for you are true, and I know you have feelings for me as well.

Allura: You betrayed and used me. You’re more like Zarkon than I could have imagined.

Lotor: What about your father? He may have been a master engineer, but Alfor was too weak to defend his home world. I’m the one who had to step up and save our entire race. Who are you to question my tactics in bringing peace and prosperity to the universe? Destroy the Lions.

Lance: Allura! Stay with the group!

Hunk: Coran, we need your help here! Please tell me you got the Castle up and running!

Coran: I’m working on it! Krolia, get ready! The combination of the fermented nunvill with the energy core should essentially jumpstart the main turbine without using any of the Castle’s power.

Krolia: I’m ready, but are you sure setting off a bomb in the main turbine is a good idea?

Coran: No, I’m not sure it’s a good idea, but it’s our only idea. Here goes nothing. Or everything.

Krolia: Coran, are you there? It worked! We got an engine online!

Coran: Whoo-hoo! Thank you, Pop-Pop Wimbleton! Don’t worry, guys, I’m here!

Lance: Coran, what’s going on with the Castle?

Coran: Well, we’ve only got one of the engines working, so I’m kind of learning to fly all over again.

Lotor: Once I wipe out Voltron, I’m going to start a new Altea. An Altea that will never know of Princess Allura or King Alfor. Nor will they know of the Lions of Voltron. All they’ll know is me, their great leader! I’m ready to wipe the universe clean of all my enemies. Voltron, Haggar, and the rest of the Galra!

Acxa: I think it’s time to sever our ties with Lotor for good. Disengage from the battle, follow my lead.

Lotor: Even my generals betray me.

Acxa: Lotor, don’t do this!

Pidge: What is that thing?

Lance: He’s created his own Voltron.

Allura: That is why he was using me. I helped him build it.

Hunk: Well, the good news is it’s now four on one.

Lotor: This ends now.

Allura: Look out!

Pidge: It’s way faster than us!

Coran: I think I’ve finally got control! Ready the weapons systems!

Krolia: We don’t have much power. Probably just enough for one shot.

Coran: Well, then let’s make it count. Fire!

Allura: Coran, nice shot!

Pidge: Impossible! Lotor’s weapon has completely repelled the Castle’s attack!

Lance: Coran, shoot it with the cannon again!

Coran: I can’t. That was our last shot.

Lance: Pidge, get out of his line of sight!

Pidge: He’s locked onto me. I’m taking heavy fire!

Lance: Get out of there! I’m coming in! Form jaw-blade!

Hunk: Lance!

Allura: We can’t take this much longer!

Keith: Shiro, I have to get to the Paladins. I need your help. Shiro. Shiro. Shiro!

Shiro: Keith, you can get to them, but you must see them first.

Keith: But how?

Shiro: See through the Lion’s eyes. Patience yields focus.

Keith: I see them.

Lotor: It didn’t have to end like this, but you’ve made your choice.

Lance: Keith! How did you get here so fast?

Keith: I had some help. Now hurry. We don’t have much time. On me! Form Voltron!

[Flashback 1 begins]

Principal: I’ve brought a special guest along with me today, I’m sure you all recognize him. He’s the youngest pilot ever to lead a mission into space, Takashi Shirogane!

Shiro: Thanks for having me.

[overlapping murmurs of excitement]

Principal: Shiro just broke the record for the fastest orbital velocity, beating the old heliocentric speed by about 50 kilometers per second.

[class applauds]

Shiro: The Galaxy Garrison has sent me to schools in the area to help find the next generation of astroexplorers. Who’s ready to find out if they’ve got what it takes?

[voices shouting “me” overlapping]

Shiro: [laughs] Alright, alright. In order to do that, we’re going to give you a test.

[class groans]

Student 1: Not a test.

Shiro: By playing… a video game.

[students’ voices overlapping]

[Scene changes to outside the school.]

Shiro: Introducing the Orbit Axiom X: the Galaxy Garrison’s most advanced flight simulator. Cadets not much older than you use simulators just like this to train to become the next generation of space explorers. Now let’s see what you got.

James Griffin: Wow!

[Cut to a student operating the simulator]

[overlapping voices of excitement]

Griffin: Cool! You made it through the first checkpoint!

[Simulator bangs and buzzes, with FAIL appearing on the screen.]

Student: Oh, man!

[overlapping voices of sympathy]

[Simulator bangs and buzzes, with FAIL appearing on the screen.]

[overlapping voices of sympathy]

[Simulator continues to buzz and indicate failure of the sim, much to the dismay of the students.]

Shiro: We’ve had some great tries, but nobody’s made it past the third level yet. Looks like you’re the only one who’s left. Think you got what it takes?

[Cut to Keith flying the simulator.]

Student: That emo kid’s doing it!

Student 2: Look at that!

Student 3: So cool!

[Simulator shows “Level 5 Complete” on screen.]

Griffin: No way! Keith made it past level five? Thing’s gotta be broken.

Principal: I’ve compiled a list of students who I think would make the best candidates for the Garrison.

Shiro: Is this guy on there? Looks like he’s just about ready to fly the real thing.

Principal: Keith? He’s a bit of a discipline case. I don’t think he’d necessarily fit in with the rigid Garrison culture. This is James Griffin. He has the highest grades in school.

Griffin: It’s an honor to meet you, Mr. Shirogane.

[Simulator fails and then Keith drives off with Shiro’s car.]

Principal: Is that your car?

[Scene change to the Juvenile Detention Center.]

Keith: I don’t get it. I steal your car, and you respond by helping me out?

Shiro: Yeah, so you owe me one. Be at this address at 0800 hours. You’re getting a second chance. 

[Flashback 2 ends. Scene change to present day.]

Hunk: Is… is he gonna be okay?

Allura: Only time will tell if this body will accept Shiro’s consciousness.

Lance: Is there anything we can do to help?

Pidge: I’ve tried contacting the Voltron Coalition, but I can’t get through to anyone. It doesn’t make any sense. There might be some distortion I’m just not picking up on? Maybe we need to get into the upper atmosphere for a better signal?

Hunk: The Lions aren’t going anywhere without recharging their power cores.

Allura: The battle with Lotor severely depleted them. If we had the Castle of Lions we could recharge them, but…

Pidge: Is there another way to recharge them?

Coran: They can recharge naturally given enough time and ambient energy, but that might take phoebs.

Keith: There’s gotta be something we can do.

Coran: Well, we are on the Dalterion Belt, home to the element faunatonium. We may be able to use it as a temporary solution.

Lance: Faunatonium? How will that charge the power cores?

Coran: Well, you see, it involves gluon field fluctuations–

Lance: You know what? Never mind. Magic or something? Sure.

Coran: Not far off. We’re going to use the element to expand the energy particles within the cores. But first, we’re gonna need a yalmor.

Hunk: Wait, wait, wait, there are yalmors on this planet?

Coran: Well, how do you think we find the faunatonium? Those yalmors have a nose for the stuff.

Keith: Okay. You guys find a yalmor and get this faunatonium stuff. I’ll stay with Shiro.

Allura: I’ll stay as well. I may have exhausted the limits of what I learned on Oriande, but I still might be able to help in some way.

Coran: Alright, then, we’ll get started.

Romelle: Wait, you just fought Lotor, defeated him, stopped an explosion that could have destroyed reality, took your friend’s consciousness from the Black Lion of Voltron and put it inside his clone, and now we’re simply moving on?

Hunk: Trust me, I’m always saying the exact same thing, but these guys like to move on.

Allura: He’s going to be okay, Keith.

Keith: I hope so. You can’t imagine all he’s done for me.

[Flashback 2 begins.]

Shiro: That’s the Calypso, the first ship to carry astronauts to the moons of Jupiter.

Keith: It took them three years to get there. Longest voyage of its kind.

Shiro: That’s right. Reading about that mission is what made me wanna be a pilot. Those astronauts braved the unknown. People can accomplish incredible things if they’re willing to put in the time and effort. I want to help you, Keith. I think you’ve got a lot of potential, but what you decide to do with that potential is up to you.

[Scene change to a planet within the Dalterion Belt.]

Hunk: Wow! Woah…

Coran: [sneezes] This looks like a yalmor patch. [licks flower] Yep, yalmors definitely sprayed here.

[All groan in disgust]

Coran: [yelping noises]

[yelping noises in distance]

Coran: There’s a yalmor!

Lance: Wow. They’re a lot uglier than I thought they’d be.

Pidge: I think it’s cute, you know, in a creepy, hideous sort of way. Like you, Lance.

Coran: Shh! Yalmors are extremely aggressive. Any sign of weakness and they attack. You’ve gotta corner it and make it think you’re the bigger, meaner yalmor. Alfor and I used the Squelzian Technique to wrangle us up some yalmors. [begins Squelzian Technique]

Romelle: Are all ancient Alteans like this?

Pidge: Well, we only know two.

[Coran approaches yalmor, yelling and posturing, then the yalmor yelps back and smacks him in the face, sending him careening into Hunk, then Lance, who is pricked by a large thorn on his butt.]

Lance: [screaming stops] Oh, hi there, little fella.

Shelled Creature: [squeaks and sprays everybody with a shrinking spray]

Romelle: What the quizacker just happened?

Pidge: Um, it’s pronounced “quiznak,” and I have no idea.

[Thumping sound]

Hunk: Um, what’s that sound? Lance, what did you do?

Lance: Nothing! I just bumped into the–

Coran: What’s that?

[all scream]

Coran: Oh no, it’s the yalmor!

[Scene change to the Black Lion.]

Allura: His levels are getting dangerously low.

Keith: Fight. I won’t give up on you.

[Flashback 3 begins.]

Shiro: Bank right and maintain heading at 0.27 degrees. Increase throttle by 35 percent and bank left. Increase elevation, 15 degrees.

Hunk: Oh, I’m getting dizzy. I knew I shouldn’t have eaten so much. Oh, make it stop.

Iverson: Fall in line, cadet.

Keith: Sorry, just testing my controls. Stick’s loose.

Lance: Keep this up, and you’ll be stuck as a cargo pilot.

Griffin: Yeah, Keith, you’re gonna get us in trouble.

Shiro: Decrease elevation by 22 degrees.

Cadets: Keith!

Iverson: Looks like we’ve got a show-off.

[Scene changes to after the simulator exercise.]

Iverson: Hope you all like it in the simulator. You can thank Pilot Fancypants over there for the privilege of spending the next three weekends in here running drills!

Griffin: Thanks a lot.

Keith: My pleasure.

Griffin: We all know the only reason you’re here is because of Shiro.

Keith: I can outfly anyone in this building.

Griffin: Oh, yeah? Is that what Mommy and Daddy told you before–[Keith punches him]

Iverson: Hey! Hey, break it up!

[Scene changes to outside Iverson’s office.]

Shiro: Understood. I’ll handle it. Hey.

Keith: Look, I know I messed up. You should just send me back to the home already. This place isn’t for me.

Shiro: Keith, you can do this. I will never give up on you. But, more importantly, you can’t give up on yourself.

Keith: You don’t even know me.

Shiro: You’re right. I don’t. But sometimes we all need a hand.

[Flashback 3 ends. Scene change to the present on the yalmor planet.]

All: [screaming]

Romelle: Adventures are not fun!

Hunk: Thank you! That’s what I’m always saying!

All: [screaming]

Coran: Watch out for that grass!

Lance: We’re not running fast enough!

Pidge: Run at an angle!

Lance: How can I run at a–?

Pidge: [screams]

Lance: Oh!

Romelle: We’re trapped!

[Lance shoots a large nut-like object off a tree, hitting the yalmor and scaring it off.]

Pidge: Huh? Keith, do you copy? Allura? Krolia? Anyone? The miniaturization must’ve caused our communicators’ range to drop exponentially. Nothing’s getting through.

Coran: We’re so small. It’ll take us forever to get back to the rest of the crew.

Romelle: What are we going to do?

[Scene change to the inside of Black Lion. Flashback 4 begins.]

Shiro: [laughs] C’mon, catch up!

Keith: Woah.

[Scene changes to sunset in the desert.]

Keith: Whoo! Alright. You won this round, but I’ll get you in the next race, old-timer.

Shiro: I don’t doubt it.

Keith: How’d you do that dive, anyway?

Shiro: You liked that one, huh? It’s all about timing. You pull up too soon, and you won’t have the momentum needed to create lift. Too late, and there won’t be enough lift to avoid the crash.

Keith: You think I’m ready to try that?

Shiro: What do you think?

Keith: Maybe I should be patient and keep focusing on the basics first.

Shiro: You’re learning. So you grew up out here?

Keith: Yep. Just me and my pop.

Shiro: He was–he was a fireman, right?

Keith: Yeah, he was a real hero. Hmph. Everyone told him not to run back into that building, but you couldn’t tell him anything.

Shiro: Sounds like someone I know. Oh.

Keith: What are those?

Shiro: Oh, um… These are just some electro-stimulators to keep my muscles loose.

Keith: What’s wrong with your muscles?

Shiro: Ah, nothing. This is just what happens when you get to be an “old-timer.” Come on. We should get back to the base.

[Flashback 4 ends. Scene change to the yalmor planet.]

Romelle: What if we’re this quizacking small forever?

Hunk: It’s “quiznaking,” and yes, thank you, Romelle. What if?

Pidge: Coran, you said the faunatonium works on gluon field fluctuations, right?

Coran: Correct. It expands atomic distance.

Pidge: Well, maybe it’ll work to make us bigger.

Coran: You might be onto something.

Lance: But how are we gonna find the faunatonium?

Coran: With a yalmor! We’ll lure one back here.

Romelle: Lure a yalmor? To us? Like this?

Hunk: I mean, it’s like, I think it and you say it.

Coran: It will be incredibly dangerous, and Hunk’s our only hope.

[Flashback 5 begins at the Galaxy Garrison base.]

Admiral Sanda: No, absolutely not!

Sam Holt: Why not? He’s cleared all his physicals.

Sanda: I don’t care what the doctor says. This man is sick and he shouldn’t be sent on another mission, especially as far away as Kerberos. I have to report this to Flight Command.

Sam: Shiro is the best pilot in the Garrison by far. He’s saved my bacon in deep space more times than I can count. If he doesn’t go on this mission, neither do I.

Adam: Everything okay?

Shiro: Iverson thinks I shouldn’t be part of the mission. Called in the big guns. Admiral Sanda showed up and tried to convince Sam to remove me from the crew.

Adam: Well, maybe he’s right. Maybe you shouldn’t go on the mission. You’ll only be putting yourself at risk.

Shiro: You know how important this is to me. It’s worth the risk.

Adam: Takashi, how important am I to you? Every mission, every drill, I’ve been right there with you. But this is more than a mission. This is your life at stake.

Shiro: Don’t start that again, Adam. You don’t need to protect me. This is something I need to do for myself.

Adam: There’s nothing left for you to prove. You’ve broken every record there is to break. I know I can’t stop you, but I won’t go through this again. So if you decide to go, don’t expect me to be here when you get back. I’ve got a class to teach.

[Flashback 5 ends. Scene changes to inside the Black Lion briefly, then back to the gang on the yalmor planet.]

Romelle: I can’t believe we’re doing this.

Hunk: You can’t believe it? I am literal bait! How could I possibly let this happen?

Coran: I told you, Hunk. You’re the biggest meal, and you scream the loudest.

Hunk: I don’t care that I–okay!

Yalmor: [roaring]

Coran: Now keep up that panicked yelling. That’s what we need to attract the yalmor.

Hunk: Seriously, guys! [gasps] Oh! Oh! Oh, no! Oh, no!

Pidge: Now!

All: [screaming]

Romelle: We have made it much further than seems possible!

Hunk: [yelling] Oh, no!

Romelle: This is going well.

All: [screaming]

[Cut to inside the Black Lion. Flashback 6 begins.]

Keith: When were you gonna tell me?

Shiro: Oh. Hey, Keith.

Keith: So, what is it? Are you sick or something?

Shiro: I’m not sure I follow–

Keith: I was outside your office. I overheard you and Commander Holt talking with Admiral Sanda. Tell me the truth. Tell me what’s wrong. I’m not a little kid. I can handle it.

Shiro: [sighs] I… have a disease… and it’s getting worse. I’ll only be able to maintain my peak condition for a couple more years. After that… The Garrison doesn’t want me up there. Neither does Adam.

Keith: So, what are you gonna do?

Shiro: I’m going on the mission.

[Flashback 6 ends. Cut to the yalmor planet.]

Hunk: This is worse than being bait!

Romelle: Yes! At least then you were the only one in danger!

Hunk: Hey, Romelle!

Pidge: What’s going on?

Coran: More yalmors! If they link at the ears, we’re sitting on a faunatonium wizplute! Whoo-hoo! Yalmor time! Pay attention, Paladins! This is how you work together!

Pidge: Alright, let’s go.

Lance and Hunk: Wait. What?

Pidge: Look, if we want to get to our regular size, we have to jump in there.

Romelle: Are we actually going to do this?

Hunk: Unless you wanna spend the rest of your tiny life on the back of a yalmor.

Romelle: Wait for me!

All: [screaming]

Lance: Oh, man!

Romelle: Oh, quiznak.

Hunk: My back.

[Scene change to inside the Black Lion.]

Allura: I’m afraid the clone body is rejecting Shiro’s consciousness.

Keith: There must be some way you can help!

Allura: There’s nothing I can do.

Keith: Shiro, please. Fight! You can’t do this to me again. Shiro!

Shiro: Keith? I was dreaming. Keith… you saved me.

Keith: We saved each other.

Lance: Shiro’s looking better. Alright!

Keith: Where were you guys? We couldn’t get ahold of you.

Lance: Well, we were shrunk by a magic skunk, but we ended up using that sparkly dust that makes electricity bigger or whatever. Used it to unshrink ourselves. So, ready to charge up the lions?

Shiro: It’s good to be back.

[Scene opens in a fantasy setting.]

Hunk/Block: Get behind me! Seal of Protection!

Pidge/Meklavar: Hit it with your lightning bolt!

Block: Lightning bolt!

Both: Ahh!

Meklavar: You call that a lightning bolt?! If you’re the only remaining hope for your village, they’re doomed!

Block: I’m a healer, not a fighter! Soaring staff!

Meklavar: Oh no, that’s the song of eternal slumber. Cast protection from sleep on yourself.

Block: Song of eternal slumber, Pidge? That’s the–[yawn] How come you don’t need it?

Meklavar: I’m a dwarf. Come on!

Block: So sleepy.

Meklavar: Wake up! You’re going the wrong way!

Block: Now!

Meklavar: Got it!

Block: Oh, look. It’s a crystal.

Meklavar: Weird, I’ve never seen an ogre drop a crystal like this. Let’s take it back to the innkeeper, and find out where this ogre got it.

Block: Aw, man. Come on. That’s, like, way on the other side of the Wiebian Swamps. You know how scary and gross those are? Very, very scary and gross.

Meklavar: Come on, you big baby. Your village got turned into stone. Do you want to save them or not?

Block: I mean, they’re not, like, going anywhere. Alright, fine, fine, but I’m not fighting any ghosts this time. I’m just running.

[Cut to the Wiebian Swamps]

Block: Oh, yuck! Yuck! Oh, so scary and gross. What did I tell you? I cannot believe how sticky this Wiebian Swamp goo is. It’s, like, crazy. Hey, you hungry?

Meklavar: We don’t have any money, Hunk. We’re just gonna meet the innkeeper and leave.

Block: Oh, man. I would not have run so hard if I didn’t think there might be food.

Meklavar: Fine.

Block: This is not the atmosphere I remember from last time. Whoa, what are you doing?

Meklavar: Looking for coins.

Meklavar: A greasy meat pile for my friend, please.

Innkeeper: One health plate coming up! Oh, it’s you two again. Did you find any clues?

Meklavar: We found a crystal, just like you thought we might.

Innkeeper: Just as I feared. Those ogres are mercenaries. They’ll fight for anyone that has crystals. The only person that uses this type is the evil wizard Dakin.

Block: Evil wizard? That doesn’t sound good.

Innkeeper: It isn’t, though I admit I should have suspected him. There aren’t many wizards powerful enough to turn a whole village to stone.

Meklavar: So how do we save them?

Innkeeper: You’ll have to defeat Dakin. He’s inside Carthian’s Lair… a tomb of horrors so filled with monsters, traps, and terrors that most heroes would be driven insane at the mere thought of entering.

Block: Uh, maybe those villagers like being turned into stone? Okay, alright. So where do we find this tomb of horrors?

Innkeeper: Just inside the Feldakor Mountains.

Shiro/Shiro: The Feldakor Mountains, you say? You two think you have what it takes to smite evil?

Meklavar: Who are you?

Shiro: Me? My name is Takashi Shirogane. I’m a paladin. And you?

Block: Me? I’m Block, the sorcerer.

Meklavar: Name’s Meklavar. Best axe-fighter in three lands. We’re on our way to break the curse put on Block’s town. The villagers were turned to stone by Dakin. What’s your story?

Shiro: I’m on my own adventure. [cuts to a flashback] From a young age, I was chosen to be a paladin because of my bright internal light. My master, D’Jahno, taught me the seven pillars of knighthood. He forged not only my mind, but also my body. I became a shield for good and a weapon against evil. Before I could complete my training, a leviathan demon attacked our monastery. It destroyed all we had, including my master. D’Jahno’s last words to me were…

D’Jahno: You no longer need my guidance to complete your training. Defeating the leviathan will teach you all there is to know.

Past!Shiro: No!

[Return to present]

Shiro: Hey, where are you guys going?

Block: Totally sounds like you’re too busy to help us with this wizard, though.

Meklavar: Good luck with the leviathan.

Block: Man, that guy was so boring.

Shiro: Wait! Wait. As a paladin, I swore an oath to vanquish evil. I cannot deny the righteousness of your quest. I will help you defeat the wizard, and then return to my hunt for the demon that destroyed my master.

Block: Ooh, what’s that?

Meklavar: Oh no!

Pidge: Oh no! Shiro’s dead!

Coran: Shoo, shoo!

Shiro: Did I really die in the game?

Coran: Yes.

Shiro: But that doesn’t make any sense. The mice aren’t playing the game.

Coran: Don’t worry, you can just make a new character.

Shiro: I’m going to be a paladin again.

Coran: Oh, come on now. Do you really want to play a paladin? I mean, you could be something completely different: a maven, a mage, a cleric, a klazgool, a bard.

Shiro: I don’t know what’s more fulfilling than being a paladin.

Coran: But you’re already a paladin in real life!

Allura: Is everything alright? We heard yelling.

Pidge: We’re all good.

Lance: What’s going on in here?

Coran: We’re playing Monsters and Mana.

Lance: Monsters and huh?

Coran: It’s a game.

Pidge: It’s fun.

Lance: I dunno. How can a game that needs a book be fun?

Coran: You ought to read it and find out.

Lance: Nah.

Coran: I’ve been playing Monsters and Mana since I was a boy. My bandmates and I, the Pirate Polychoral, used to play it all the time. I was always the Lore Master.

Allura: So, how do you play?

Coran: Okay, so each person creates a fantastical character. The character is represented by a figurine on this holo-map to help them track their action. But the real fun happens in the mind. Each player gets a turn, and every turn they say what they want to do. The Lore Master, me, knows the difficulty of the task. The person must roll a 20-sided die to see if they can accomplish their action.

Lance: Woah, a 20-sided dice? How big is that thing?

Pidge: It’s normal-sized, it just has 20 sides.

Lance: No, no, no, no. It’s got 20 sides? It’s gotta be the size of a Yalexian pearl. Oh.

Coran: Do you want to play?

Lance: Don’t you guys have something better to do right now? Like, I don’t know, universe-defending stuff?

Pidge: Hunk and I ran into a snag upgrading the Castle’s shields. We’re running a diagnostic, but all we can do is wait.

Shiro: I’m trying to take a mental break. We’ve been going really hard lately.

Allura: I’ll play! Lotor’s busy handling his imperial responsibilities, and I’m at an impasse with the comet ship. Plus, it sounds fun.

Lance: Yeah. Yeah, I already worked out today, so I guess I don’t have anything going on. Might as well play your little nerd game.

Coran: Here you go. Create your characters with the interface loaded onto these. It’ll keep track of your stats. Now it’s time to begin the heroes’ journey.

[Return to game setting]

Pidge/Meklavar: Watch out!

Allura/Valayun: Ow. I’m the mystical archer Valayun, searching for the rune stone of Lapham. What quest are you on?

Meklavar: Block’s town was turned to stone by an evil wizard. We tracked him down through his special crystals.

Hunk/Block: Hey, hey-hey, hey! Whoa, where’d you come from?

Lance/Pike: The name’s Pike. I was going to rob you clodhoppers of your junk, but it sounds like the bigger score is helping you jack this wizard with the crystals.

Meklavar: So you chose a thief, huh?

Pike: I’m not a thief! I’m a ninja assassin, the silent killer. My victims never know I’m coming ‘cause I don’t say a word. They look around, and don’t see anything, so they drop their guard, but what they don’t realize is that I’m lurking in the shadows, silently watching.

Shiro: Yeah, you’re very quiet.

Pike: But I do steal things. In fact, that’s a lot of what my character does. You’re a dwarf, huh?

Meklavar: Oh, yeah. I’m Meklavar, a dwarven miner whose precious family heirloom, the Jewel of Jitan, was stolen. I’m on a quest to retrieve it.

Pike: Precious family heirloom. Mm…

Valayun: Well, it’s very fortunate that I arrived here. I can aid you on your quest. I’ll summon a mount.

[Scene change to Carthain’s Lair.]

Block: Did anyone remember to bring torches?

Shiro: I really think my character would have remembered to bring a torch.

Coran: Oh, yeah? Why don’t you check your little inventory there? Oh, no torches, eh? Then I guess you forgot to bring them.

All: [groan]

Allura: Oh, I have something!

Block: It’s just a wall. But this is where we’re supposed to go, right?

Meklavar: Maybe there’s a secret here.

Pike: Maybe you just have to knock. What can I say? I’m good at puzzles and junk.

Meklavar: Wait. There could be traps. You have to check for them.

Pike: Why do I have to check for them?

Meklavar: Because you’re the thief. You’re the only one in the group with that skill.

Pike: How do I even check for traps?

Coran: You roll the 20-sided die, adding your check for traps skill to the roll. If it’s high enough, you’ll remove the trap.

Lance: And what if it’s too low?

Coran: You activate the trap.

Pike: Oh, man!

All: [screaming]

Block: Levitation!

Shiro: Great work there, Block. Let’s keep going.

[Montage of dungeon fights for the adventuring party.]

Pike: Okay, what’s next?

Block: Oh, mamma mia. Look at all this treasure.

Meklavar: It’s our reward for getting past all those traps.

Pike: This is more like it. We fall for traps all the time in real life and we never get treasure.

Valayun: Wow! A quick-draw quiver with a magical creature-summoning arrow.

Meklavar: Oh, sweet! Gloves of transmutation! These bad boys can transmogrify the elemental matter of any inanimate object.

Pike: Awesome! And I got an invisibility cloak.

Block: A bowl that is never empty of food. Our days of vandalizing innkeepers’ vases are over.

Shiro: Wow, a blazing sword! Hey guys, check it–[screaming]

All: [screaming]

Meklavar: Ooh, he dropped a rare item!

Innkeeper: Fools!

Block: Hey, Innkeeper. What are you doing here?

Innkeeper: You dumb-dumbs! I only run the inn to trick foolish adventurers into gathering valuable crystals for me. Thank you for bringing them directly to my lair.

Pike: Who is this guy?

Block: So you’re Dakin?

Meklavar: You were behind this all along!

Innkeeper/Dakin: This is where your adventure ends.

Jiro: I’m Shiro’s twin brother, Jiro, here to complete Shiro’s quest.

Meklavar: A paladin again?

Dakin: Only fools would enter my tomb of horrors. I am the most powerful wizard in all of Aurita.

Block: Oh, yeah? Well, we don’t care. We’re here to turn my village back from stone, man.

Dakin: Your quest is in vain. I’ve already siphoned off their life force. You would have to permanently defeat me in order to restore it. But instead, I will become the most powerful being in all of the planes. I’m going to evaporate you, just like I did with your twin brother!

Valayun: Let’s get him! Yah! Yah! Yah!

Meklavar: [screams]

Valayun: Healing Arrow!

Jiro: I will avenge my twin!

Block: Water Spout! Embiggen!

Meklavar: We did it!

Pike: Hooray!

Block: Hunk-a-lunk! We defeated the bad guy!

Pike: Yeah! I hope those stone villagers have a little cold hard cash for us.

Jiro: Wow. This game is so amazing. It requires problem-solving, teamwork, creativity, all the skills you’d want to imbue when doing team-building exercises.

Pike: Stop trying to ruin our fun with learning.

Block: Uh-oh.

Dakin: Fools! You did exactly as I planned. Only by being slain by five pure of heart on this evil altar could I become the all-powerful Coranic Dragon!

Meklavar: We aren’t powerful enough to defeat a dragon, much less a Coranic one.

Valayun: Fire Healing Arrow!

Block: Uh, I’m low on mana. I can’t cast any of my big spells!

Valayun: I only have one summoning arrow left!

Jiro: Get back! I’ll draw its attacks. Begone! Darg!

Block: We’ll never defeat it without a plan! Secret!

Hunk: Hey, I cast Secret. You can’t listen to us. Got it?

All: Secret received.

Valayun: Let’s do this.

Pike: Nana-nana boo-boo! Nana-nana boo-boo! Come on, come and get me! Hey! Over here!

All: [cheering]

Allura: So much fun!

Hunk: Like, too much fun. Great idea to transmute that food into oil.

Pidge: Yeah, if only we could transmute the particle barrier’s polarity.

Hunk: Yeah, yeah. To do that you’d need some kind of quantum shift network to simulate a collapse of the wave pocket into a darkening perplexity.

Pidge: Yeah, and that would be impossible without…

Both: Changing the Planck Constant!

Lance: Somehow I understand the fantasy words better than the science ones.

Shiro: I can’t get over how great that game was. And my head feels so much better. Thank you, Coran.

Coran: The game isn’t over yet. Wait until you find out who Dakin was working for. Maybe you’ll finally be able to avenge your master.

Shiro: How can you have an adventure ready to avenge my master? I just made that story up.

Coran: I also made it all up, Shiro. That’s the real magic of Monsters and Mana.

Allura: That was incredible! It’s crazy how long we’ve been playing. It seemed like no time at all.

Lance: Yeah, we have a pretty good time together, don’t we?

Allura: We sure do.

Lotor: Allura! I have grand news. The ship is ready to begin testing.

Allura: Fabulous, let’s try it.

Coran: So, who wants to play another round?

Lance: Sure, count me in.

Shiro: I want to be a paladin again.

Coran and Lance: [groaning]

Shiro: What?

Keith: You’re my mom? How? How did you get to Earth? How–how did you meet my dad? H-how are you so sure?

Krolia: I’m sure. This isn’t how I hoped to meet you again, and this isn’t how I wanted to tell you, but it’s the truth. We can talk about this later.

Keith: What? You drop a bomb like this and tell me you’ll explain later?

Krolia: We’ve got more important things to deal with right now.

Keith: Fine.

Krolia: We’re going after the enriched quintessence that created Ranveig’s super-weapon.

Keith: What? Kolivan and I have been searching for that same quintessence for a long time.

Krolia: I was with Ranveig when an unmarked cargo ship passed into his region. When we checked it out, there was no crew aboard. The ship had been nearly torn to pieces, but inside, a single vat of quintessence remained. It was unlike any other quintessence we’d seen.

Keith: Were there navigation records aboard?

Krolia: No, but I analyzed the ship personally. The radiation signature indicated it had passed through the quantum abyss.

Keith: Quantum abyss? What’s that?

Krolia: It’s a part of the galaxy where dense neutron stars orbit even larger dark stars. In the quantum abyss, planets and other celestial bodies are being pulled and torn in different directions. It’s a chaotic, ever-changing environment, and the presence of such massive objects has unusual effects on gravitational waves and space-time itself.

Keith: And that’s where we’re heading?

Krolia: Yes.

[Scene change to Galra High Command’s hangar bay.]

Lotor: Your father, King Alfor, was a gifted chemist whose unique ability allowed him to infuse the Voltron ore with Altean energy, granting it and the paladins access to the quintessence field. Now you, Allura, possess that same gift.

Allura: Our visit to Oriande has taught me more than I ever thought possible. Thank you.

Lotor: No, thank you, Princess. With your help we can finally supply the empire with quintessence. You are the key to bringing peace to the universe.

Allura: Peace. My father wanted the same thing when he built the lions. It is an honor to follow in his footsteps and continue his work. And to do so alongside you.

Lotor: Like the days of long ago, our royal alliance will inspire others.

Pidge: Hey! You guys starting without us?

Hunk: Yeah, you didn’t think to maybe call the engineers before you began building your inter-reality quintessence field magical Altean alchemy super-ship?

Lance: Right. You didn’t think to call the engineers… and me? [knocks a tray of equipment over, screams] What?

Allura: [sighs] I appreciate that you want to help. Unfortunately, there’s not a lot for you to do.

Lotor: Infusing the comet ore with Altean alchemy is quite different than simply building a ship.

Pidge & Hunk: Magic.

Allura: We’ll certainly call you if we’re in need of assistance.

Hunk: Hmm, oh well. More time to integrate those Galra shields with our Altean tech. There’s gotta be a way to do it.

Lance: You sure you don’t need a third wheel for help? No?

[Scene change to the quantum abyss.]

Keith: I think… we’re here.

Krolia: Bring us in. Stay alert.

Keith: Are you sure we should go in there?

Krolia: Ranveig sent probes in here trying to track the quintessence. The probes picked up a path that was relatively unaffected by space-time.

Keith: And where does the path go?

Krolia: We never found out. The probes were all destroyed.

Keith: By what?

Krolia: I’m not sure. Keep sharp.

Keith: Huh? What is that? Krolia, we got trouble!

Krolia: We need to shake them loose before they breach the hull!

Keith: Hang on!

Krolia: Keith, what’s our status?

Keith: The ship’s damaged. Thrusters are gone. I can’t hold her! We’re being pulled in! We need to ditch!

Keith: What were those things?

Krolia: I don’t know, but they’re gone now.

Keith: So is our ship. It had the coordinates to guide us through the quantum abyss.

Krolia: We’ll have to make do. Come on. As long as we stay within the borders of the space-time drop-offs, we should be safe.

Keith: Basically, stay close so we won’t be drawn in and stretched into nothingness like those creatures. Got it. Huh? What’s going on?

[Flashback 1 begins]

Keith: Huh, ah! Hello?

Past!Krolia: We’ll name him “Yorak”.

Keith’s Father: How about “Keith”?

Krolia: Keith. I like that.

[Flashback 2 begins]

Clone!Shiro: Hello, Keith.

Keith: Huh?

Past!Shiro: Yes, I know.

Past!Keith: It’s gonna be okay, we just have to get back to the Castle. Shiro!

Past!Shiro: …are not going anywhere!

[Return to present]

Keith: What was that? Were those visions real?

Krolia: Time collapses this close to dark stars. Going through the light triggers glimpses of the past and the future.

[Scene change to the Green Lion hangar.]

Pidge: It’s amazing how the Galran subroutines translate almost one-to-one with the Altean axiom inhibitors.

Hunk: Okay, Lance, let’s test this puppy. Oh, I think lover-boy Lance is distracted not thinking about the princess.

Lance: Ow! What the heck? Huh?

Hunk: [mimicking Allura] Oh, Lance, could you stop daydreaming about me and test the connection?

Lance: Ha ha. Not funny. And I’m not daydreaming about you. I mean her.

Pidge: That’s good, because it seems like Allura’s got a thing with Lotor, anyway.

Lance: A thing?

Hunk: Yeah, a thing. They’re probably gonna get married, you know, have babies with beautiful, flowing, white alien hair, all that stuff.

Pidge: He’s probably proposing right now. [mimicking Lotor] Princess Allura, will you marry me?

Hunk: [mimicking Allura] Oh, Lotor, you bad boy. Of course I will.

[Scene change to the quantum abyss.]

Krolia: Keith! You’re getting too close to the gravity wells. Use your thrusters!

Keith: I’m trying!

Krolia: Grab my hand!

[Flashback 3 begins]

Galra Scout: Is it possible? The signature is nearly identical to that of the Red Lion’s.

Past!Krolia: We should obtain visual confirmation before we call it in.

Galra Scout: Negative. We’ve never received another reading like this before. There’s a Voltron Lion on this planet, I’m sure of it. Call it in immediately. That’s an order. I said, call it in.

Krolia: Vrepit Sa.

Galra Scout: You think you can take all the glory for yourself?

Krolia: I’m not looking for glory.

[Return to present]

Keith: That’s how you and Dad met. How did you know to look for the Blue Lion on Earth?

Krolia: We didn’t. After Sendak found the Red Lion, the Galra engineered a way to pick up on the Lions’ signatures from close range. Zarkon had thousands of scouts searching for them. The Blade of Marmora made sure to embed agents in as many of those scout teams as possible, in an effort to prevent the Galra from obtaining any more lions. I just happened to be in the right place at the right time. It’s coming again!

[Flashback 4 begins]

Past!Krolia: I never thought I’d see another Lion in my lifetime.

Keith’s Father: You’ve been telling me about this ship for months, but this is beyond words. Are you sure you don’t want me to contact the Garrison? They could help.

Krolia: We’ve discussed this. It could put your entire civilization in jeopardy.

Keith’s Father: Does this mean you’re gonna try and contact your people and continue your mission?

Krolia: My ship being destroyed was the best thing that ever happened to me. I wouldn’t go back even if I could. I have a new mission now. I’m going to stay here and protect the Blue Lion.

Keith’s Father: I want to help.

[Return to present]

Keith: You were stuck on Earth.

Krolia: There was no better place I could be.

[Scene change to the lounge in the Castle of Lions.]

Lance: Oh, great. You guys here to make fun of me, too? What are you doing? Leave me alone! [sighs] Can’t a man sulk in peace?

Mice: [squeaking]

Lance: I’m pathetic. I used to make fun of people who would get their hearts broken. Heck, I was the one breaking hearts!

Mice: [more squeaking]

Lance: I guess I never knew what it meant to like someone the way I like Allura. Allura’s not like any other girl I’ve ever met before. Probably because she’s an alien, but still. She’s smart, courageous, and makes me want to be a better person. That is so weird to say. And I can’t tell her how I feel. She wouldn’t take me seriously anyway. I don’t have anything to offer. I’m just a boy from Cuba, not a space prince like Lotor. Are you guys even listening?

[Scene change to the quantum abyss.]

Keith: At the rate we’re going, it’s gonna take a lifetime to reach the end.

Krolia: We have to keep moving, however long it takes.

Keith: Without food and water, we’re never gonna make it. We have to come up with another plan.

Keith: Wha– What are those things?

Krolia: I don’t know. But whatever they are, these creatures seem to know their way through the quantum abyss without being drawn into the space-time drop-offs.

Keith: Amazing.

Krolia: Here it comes. Brace yourself!

[Flashback 5 begins]

Past!Krolia: They’re scouts. They must’ve picked up the Blue Lion’s signal. We need to stop them before they report back to their command.

Keith’s Father: What’s the plan?

Krolia: I have explosives. They aren’t powerful enough to destroy a fighter, but if we detonate them in the intake valves, they could stop them from taking off. When they’re set, use this to detonate the charges and take out the ships.

Keith’s Father: What will you be doing?

Krolia: I’m gonna find out what the scouts know and get rid of them.

[Flashback scene changes to the cave of the Blue Lion]

Galra Scout 1: Drop your weapon. I spotted her sneaking in. She was with a primitive who was setting explosives on our ships. He’s been neutralized.

Krolia: No.

Galra Scout 1: I said drop your weapon.

[Flashback scene changes to the Kogane household]

Krolia: I must go.

Keith’s Father: I thought you’d seen enough war.

Krolia: If they found the Blue Lion once, they’ll find it again. I need to report back to the Blades and stop the Galra from the inside. I’m sorry, but this is the best way for me to keep you both safe.

Krolia: This is for Keith. He may need it someday.

[Return to present]

Keith: I finally understand why you left. You put the mission above all else.

Krolia: That’s not true. I left to protect the person I most love. You.

Keith: It’s another one of those creatures.

Krolia: We have to get on that thing’s back! It might be our best chance!

Keith: We made it. Will this thing really take us through the abyss?

Krolia: We’re about to find out.

Krolia: It’s creating its own atmosphere.

[Flashback 6 begins as part of a series of time skips, no dialogue is spoken as Krolia learns of Keith’s father passing, and she, Keith, and Kosmo travel on the back of the creature]

Krolia: Keith… I think we’ve made it.

Keith: It’s been two years, we can finally finish our mission.

[Scene change to the Sincline ship hangar in Galra High Command]

Lotor: You’ve done much today, Princess. You need your rest. We’ll continue tomorrow.

Allura: There’s still a long way to go, but I’m proud of what we’ve accomplished together.

Lotor: None of this would be possible… without you.

[Scene change to Allura’s chambers]

Allura: Oh, hello there. You guys look cleaner than usual. Did someone give you a bath?

Mouse: [squeaking]

Allura: What? Lance washed you? That’s strange. Are you friends now?

Mouse: [more squeaking]

Allura: Really, you are? How did this happen all of a sudden?

Mice: [squeaking]

Allura: Oh… He said that?

[Scene change to a planet within the Quantum Abyss]

Keith: Look, a planet.

Krolia: I’m picking up some readings similar to those of the quintessence Ranveig found.

[Fade to a large structure on the surface of the planet]

Krolia: This is the source of the readings. Let’s go check it out.

[Cut to Keith and Krolia breaking into the facility]

Keith: What is this place?

[Brief skip ahead to Krolia and Keith exploring the artificial environment]

Keith: Wait, I hear something.

[humming]

Keith: An Altean.