Everyone ready to pick up the troops and achieve orbit? ;)

Micky: You bet! ;)

Emilio: Definitely.

Mike: Drive a spaceship? Are you kiddin'? You'd better BELIEVE I'm ready for this!

(We open just outside the Grand Imperial Plaza, on a flat take off platform surrounded by the (fake) background of the sci-fi Art Deco capital city. A small platoon of odd creatures of all types - blue-skinned humanoids like Rocco, androids, metallic robots, little green aliens, plants with football eyes - are gathered around rows of small spaceships and Emilio's larger one.)

Squadron Member #1: (Blue-skinned woman) Miss Beth, do you know when the Grand Squadron Leader is going to arrive?

Beth: Should be any minute now.

(All seems quiet for a moment. Then, suddenly, four blurs appear out of nowhere. The four cabs land on the platform. Rocco hops out of his yellow cab first.)

Rocco: Last stop, mates! Everyone out!

Mike: (He stumbles out, looking ill) I don't know how you people do that.

Emma: (Also stumbles out) That's crazy.

Micky: I love that!

Mike: You would.

Emilio: Nice driving, as usual, Roc.

Rocco: Thanks. I went fast just for you.

Marlena: (She gets out of the next one) Ok, we're here. Where's the army?

Iggy: (He runs over in one of the shiny uniforms) Hey guys, look! I just got recruited.

Rocco: How'd they find one with enough arm holes?

Micky: They used scissors.

Iggy: They had them, if you must know.

Juniper: (Gets out of his cab) Miss Beth, Miss Lauren, have you talked to the Squadron?

Rocco: Yeah, are they ready to kick Sinestral's pretty little arse?

Beth: They sure are!

Mike: More to the point...can they? You guys have said this is a peaceful planet.

Lauren: They are peaceful, but the Squad is more than ready.

Rocco: I dunno, they look pretty sober.

Iggy: I'll bet they can lick anything that licks them first!

Emilio: It would be nice if they DON'T get licked first.

Micky: Stop talking about licking! You're making me hungry!

Mike: Micky, looking at a tree makes you hungry.

Micky: Well, yes, it does.

Emilio: Hey, guys.... *Turns to Rocco and the other cabbies* would you like to join the Squadron?

Rocco: I ain't never considered meself an army man before.

Juniper: I would be proud to serve our planet.

Marlena: Good. Our cabs can't drive in deep space. They're for on-planet travel only.

Emilio: That's why I asked.

Rocco: Do your ships have big guns?

Emilio: You have to ask?

Rocco: Ok, sign me up! I'm ready to kill aliens!

Mike: Is there anythin' against signin' Earthlings?

Emilio: Nope! Even if there was, I'd ignore it.

Emma: (Grins) After all, this is an emergency.

Micky: Emergencies are the perfect reason to break rules, anyway.

Mike: Maybe Lauren and Beth ought to keep some of the squads on Zlotnick, just in case anyone else tries somethin' funny here.

Emilio: Definitely. I wouldn't dare take them all.

Rocco: Juniper, why don't you stay with 'em? Spray anythin' unfamiliar that moves and don't wear a Zlotnick uniform.

Juniper: (Somehow manages to turn to Beth) I am also proud to defend our co-Grand Squadron Leader.

Emma: Ok, Emilio, where's the rest of the uniforms?

Emilio: They're already on the ships.

Rocco: Great! Let's go get dressed, then blast some Globstarians out of the sky.

Mike: You knew we were gonna want to join the army, didn't you, Emilio?

Emilio: I had a inkling of a thought.

Mike: I'm glad you did. (Grin) And I promise not to overturn your ship, sir.

Emilio: *Grins* I'm not too worried about that, Mike.

Mike: (As they head for the ships) You think these guys can really defeat Sinestral and his army?

Emilio: I have faith in them.

Mike: I hope so. (They head for the ships. We see Mike first, wearing a sparkly Zlotnickian uniform; picks up what looks like a rounded walkie-talkie) Ok, everyone ready? How about you, Grand Squadron Leader?

Emilio: *Comes out, also wearing a sparkly uniform, but it's multicolored* I'm always ready.

Micky: *Comes out next, wearing almost the exact same uniform as Emilio* I'm ready!

Rocco: (He and the other cabbies come out in their uniforms; Marlena's muscles and...chest...bulges under hers) We're ready to shoot things.

Emma: (Her's isn't quite as tight and bulgy as Marlena's) I'm not. I hope I figure out WHAT to shoot at.

Mike: Anythin' but us.

Emilio: Which would be greatly appreciated.

Iggy: Ok, Grand Squadron Leader, ready to move us out?

Emilio: All right! And AWAAAAAY we go!

*Outside we see a huge rubber band pull back, then snap forward, launching the ships.*

(Cut to space, outside the planet Zlotnick, which is a strange shade of green and yellow. The camera watches as Sinestral's ship glides by. It seems to be in the shape of a huge robot. The camera moves into the ship. Sinestral walks between his men, all of whom sit behind huge computer consoles.)

Cunland: We've installed the scientist in your labs, sir. He's working on reproducing the Acjax sample.

Master Sinestral: Good, good. As soon as he's worked out the formula, we'll return to Globstaria to recreate it in our factories.

Guard #1: (His eyes widen and he starts jumping up and down, flailing his hands) Master! Master!

Master Sinestral: Fifth Master Luctan, you look like a tookabury bird who needs to use the bathroom. What is it?

Guard #1: Zlotnickian spacecraft at 100 degrees, Master!

Master Sinestral: The Gods take it! The Squadrons must have followed us! (Turns to Cunland) Deploy the Globstarian fleet.

Cunland: (Bows) Yes, Master Sinestral. (He hurries to the right. Sinestral turns to look out the window, an evil smile on his too-handsome face.)

(Cut to outer space...or at least, a starry background. We see the ships blaze across the sky, finally stopping near Sinestral's battle cruiser.)

Mike: (Cut to in his ship; grabs his walkie-talkie) Ok, Grand Squadron Leader, how are we gonna get in there and rescue Hector and the Acjax sample?

Emilio: Keep your eyes peeled for any opening are ships will fit through. Remember, we want subterfuge, and you can't get that by blasting holes into his ship.

Rocco: Oh darn.

Mike: Yeah, Micky. Watch where you aim.

Micky: Hardy har har.

Iggy: (Squints as we see swarms of small, black-silver specks shoot out from the ship; takes his walkie-talkie with one of his arms) Um, Emilio, tell me those specks are stars.

Marlena: Stars don't move THAT fast.

Emilio: I could tell you that, but I'd be lying.

Cunland: (Cut to him as they swoop closer to the Zlotnick Squadrons) Cover me. I'm going after the leader.

("Star Collector" begins as the space ships scatter. Two space ships follow Mike into an asteroid field. Some of the asteroids look a little like potatoes, old sneakers, and baseballs. Mike ducks around one asteroid that looks like a catcher's mitt, but the other ships aren't so lucky. The mitt catches them and throws them back.)

(Emma's spaceship grabs a long piece of space debris with it's wings. It looks like it's playing field hockey with a Globstarian ship, up to and including hitting it through a "goal" made up of stars.)

(Cut to Emilio, who has three ships on his tail, including Cunland. Cunland smirks as he fires at Emilio's ship.)

*It's reflected off Emilio's ship by a large piece of rubber that suddenly appears off the back of the ship. It strikes one of the other ships instead.*

(The ship goes hurling into another ship, sending both crashing into a grouping of stars shaped like a man wearing a huge belt. He brushes himself off and shoots arrows made of shooting stars at the ships. It hits another, sending it hurling into deep space.)

(Marlena ducks around a group of stars shaped like a crab. The crab is trying to crab her and crack her ship with it's claws.)

(Cunland is still after Emilio. He shoots at his backside, avoiding the rubber.)

*Emilio zigs and zags, dodging the shots.*

(Rocco's ship picks up another ship with a small crane-like device. He grins as he tosses the ship in a group of stars shaped like a basketball net. Two points!)

(Marlena leads two more ships past the star crab. The crab picks up the ships in it's claws and tries to crack them. We see two figures bail out of the ship as the crab cracks them wide open; the men are caught by a third ship.)

(Cunland is about to deliver a fatal shot to Emilio when we see blasts out of nowhere! One blast hits Cunland's wing. He has to turn around and return to Sinestral's Star Cruiser.)

(We hear a "Yee haw!" as Mike sails past Emilio, waving and grinning.)

*Emilio waves back as his ship gives off a "whew!"*

(Three ships chase after Micky, shooting at him.)

*Micky does a loop de loop, and is now chasing the three ships!*

(Emma and two bears - one large, one small, both made of star groupings - chase after four of the ships. Emma grins as the mother bear seems to "pounce" on a ship and tries to open it, looking for star-shaped honey!)

(Rocco and two other ships are engaged in a shoot-out. Marlena's ship passes theirs, seeming to sway it's wings and crook one wing at them. It even manages to smile seductively. All three ships let out as wolfish a whistle as ships can manage and take off after her!)

(Two more ships are shooting at each other...until the Big Dipper pours water onto them, fizzling their circuits! Mike grins from inside his ship near the Dipper's handle.)

(Rocco's chasing several ships. They finally end up piling on top of each other. Rocco uses his crane to fish them out, like he's playing a crane game. He can't decide which ship to take, finally opting for a sleek, black one with tail fins. He drives off with his prize.)

(Mike's being chased by three ships. He's tried to get them off his tail, only managing to send one spinning. One actually singes his tail!)

*Micky suddenly appears over one of the ships and plays bumper-ship with it, bouncing it into the other ship.*

(Mike gives Micky a thumbs-up sign. Thanks, man!)

*Micky waves. Any time!*

(Iggy's four-winged ship, which actually has purple feathers, drops an egg onto one of the ships! Rocco's ship pulls out a frying pan and brushes the egg onto it.)

Mike: (As the song ends) Any ideas on how we're gonna shake the last of them?

Rocco: Shooting them would be a start.

Emma: They'll just keep sending out more!

Iggy: Hey, how about we just blow 'em up? Anyone got rocket launchers?

Mike: Maybe if we all shot them at the same time...

Micky: That could work.

Rocco: Let's do it, mates!

(Everyone, including the other squadrons, shoots at once. The ships all disappear in a bright, noisy explosion! )

Mike: Yee haw! Nice work!

Emma: Anyone have shades?

Emilio: That was pretty.

Squadron Member #1: Grand Squadron Leader, I spied a hole we could all fit into when I went past the cruiser after one of the starships.

Rocco: We could sneak in there.

Mike: Ready to head over, Emilio?

Emilio: Let’s go!

(The ships fly over to the hole...but as they pass the battle cruiser, the camera follows over to see Master Sinestral watching through a wide, panoramic window, a very evil smirk on his face.)