Thundercats - S01E09 Berbils
Original air date October 29, 2011
Sync and corrections by Gatto for www.addic7ed.com
Problem with a tank this old it's always breaking down.
Uhh. Junk cilinder.
Blew the hold drive train
Let's see how this works.
[Engine whirring]
[Engine sputters]
[All coughing]
Guess we're sleeping outside tonight.
[Thunder]
[Grunting]
[Playing tune]
Things are looking up.
No transportation, nothing to eat,
and no shelter.
If the rain stopped, it might be bearable.
[Thunder]
- [Chattering] - [Groaning]
The rain finally stopped?
No, but Panthro was nice enough to build a shelter while we were asleep.
It wasn't me.
I figured it was one of you.
Don't look at me.
We're starving.
Yeah. What's there to eat?
Aw.
We're gonna have to do something about our food situation.
It looks like someone already did.
Heh heh. Heh heh heh.
[Chomping]
Mmm. Candy fruit.
Uh, take it easy.
We don't need you anymore hyper than you already are.
[Both chomping]
Seems like we have someone helping us out.
The question is, who?
[Whirring]
What are they doing?
I'll tell you what. They're messing with my baby.
Gotcha.
[Robotically] Put me down.
- What is that thing? - Put me down.
Robear Bill, a robear Berbil.
Did he say gerbil?
Berbil.
- Derbil? - Berbil.
Herbal derbilly Berbil herbal.
Nice to meet you, robear Bill.
I'm Wilykit and this is Wilykat,
and we're Thundercats.
Thundercats?
Berbils help Thundercats.
I've never seen anything so cute.
They'll be cute and dead if they hurt my tank.
[Clanging]
[Engine whirs]
Looks like they fixed it, Panthro.
Heh. It's just a patch.
I could have thought of that.
Go with robear Bill.
Berbils fix machines.
Berbils give candy fruit.
Berbils help Thundercats.
You coming?
Fine. But I don't trust anything that adorable.
[Chittering]
I've never seen anything like this place..... It's like they have a contraption for everything.
This place gives me the creeps.
[Robotic chatter]
Meet robear Bebo.
Meet robear Bella.
This is robear Bill family.
[Both gasp]
Candy fruit. Eat. Good.
Yum. Candy fruit.
[Both chomping]
Looks like you were worried about nothing, Panthro.
You really think these furballs are helping us
and don't expect something in return?
Have you considered maybe they're just nice?
[Alarm sounding]
What's going on?
Conquedor comes.
Conquedor takes Berbils.
Sells Berbils as slaves.
Help robear Bob.
We have to stop that.
What did I tell you guys?
Try to use their cuteness to get us to fight their battle.
Well, looks like it worked.
Hyah!
So the Berbils have enlisted the help of the fabled Thundercats.
[Chitters]
Risking your lives for a bunch of junk heaps?
And I thought these robots were brainless fools.
Thundercats, ho!
Ha ha ha!
[Grunting]
Aah!
Uhh!
Tygra!
Bella. Bebo.
[Powering down, electricity zapping]
[Groaning]
Lion-O, it's robear Bill.
He doesn't look good.
Can they fix him?
[Electronic chattering]
[Groans] I can't take watching these amateurs.
Give me that. You're doing it all wrong.
Good idea.
Now reset function levels.
[Sobs]
[Sighs]
All circuits functional.
Robear Bill lives.
He's looking good now.
Looking good.
Yay.
Cat save Bill.
Thank you, cat.
Cat builder, too?
Love that Panthro.
Ok, that's enough.
My Bella, my Bebo, taken.
Robear Bill's family.
Do you know where the Conquedor has taken your family?
Conquedor sells Berbils.
Robear Bills knows.
Then you can take us there.
Panthro, you keep an eye on the village.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. There's no way
you're leaving me here with these things.
Great.
Dragged this filthy wretch
straight down from hope mountain.
[Roar]
If you want to get some entertainment out of executing prisoners,
this guy's always hungry. Ha ha ha.
Let's kick off the bidding at 500 shillings.
There Conquedor sells to bad ones--
trollogs, giantors. All bad.
Bella. Bebo.
We can't take them all on.
I think I got an idea.
Sweet, sweet, sugar golden goodness.
Panthro help Berbils. Berbils help Panthro.
You put in a new engine.
But, heh, where did you get the parts?
Berbils make parts.
You mean my hunk of junk
is no longer a hunk of junk?
[Sobbing]
Panthro eyes rain.
Next up, the robear Berbils.
Best builders money can buy.
Efficient, tireless, and most importantly, defenseless.
Bidding starts at 1,000 for the lot.
1,500. How about 2,000?
3,000. Now we're talking.
3,500. 5,000?
Do I hear-- - 10,000.
[Indistinct chatter]
That's a lot of shillings, pal.
How do you plan on paying for all of that?
In steel.
Ugh.
[Grunts]
[Roars] [All shouting]
Bella. Bebo.
That's it.
You messed with the wrong guy.
I'm gonna gut every last one of you.
You hear me? We're coming back.
All of us!
They're back.
[Chitters]
[Electronic chattering]
We can't celebrate yet.
The Conquedor's coming back.
And this time, he's bringing friends.
We have some friends of our own.
Except they don't know how to fight.
But they do know how to build.
You guys ready to save your village?
Looking good. What do you think?
Looking good.
Here they come.
Let's hope these bears know what they're doing.
Thunder!
Thundercats, ho!
That's our cue.
You want to do the honors?
Go.
Uhh!
Yeah!
[Grunting]
Candy fruit, do your thing.
♪ Na na na na na ♪
Ooh.
Come on, you big goon.
Try and catch us. Can't, can you?
'Cause you're too slow.
♪ Na na na na na ♪
♪ na na na na na ♪
We'll even stop and you still won't get us.
I dare you to try. Bet you can't.
Come on. Come on.
[Both laughing]
[Groaning]
I love you, candy fruit.
[Groans]
[Growling]
Hee hee hee.
Aah!
[Chittering]
[Laughs]
[Both cheering]
[Whistles]
[Grunts]
[Grunting]
Aah!
Hooray. Hooray.
Help. It's got me.
[Growling] Aah!
Aah!
[Grunts] Huh?
Hang tight, little buddy.
Make it stop, please.
It's time to see how tough this new engine really is.
[Engine whirs]
Ha ha ha! Ha ha ha!
[Groans]
I should have warned you.
Panthro doesn't like people messing with his tank.
What do I care?
I'll just force these worthless robots to build me another
and demolish any that don't listen.
Uhh.
You still don't understand.
These bears--uhh!
Uhh! Are not your property.
[Shouting and grunting]
[Panting]
Yay!
[All cheering]
Yeah!
I don't think the Conquedor will be coming back anytime soon.
Not with the village rigged like this.
I have to admit, despite your cuddly appearance,
you guys are grade "a" builders in my book.
Berbils love Panthro.
Hug.
A hug? I'm not really a hugger.
Hug. Hug. Hug. Hug.
Oh, what the heck?
Busted.
Panthro's a big old softie.
Is that a problem?
- Nope. - It's cool.
- Ha ha ha. - Ha ha ha!