The generator starts in 15 minutes. I hope the captain gets here in time I hear you didn't get much sleep last night.
: Yeah, the other officer threw a farewell party for all. They probably sat up all night telling each other war stories. You know how they are.
And where were you, Claudia?
What are you talking about, Lisa?
You didn't come in until four this morning. You must have been partying, too.
You jealous? I had a late dinner with Commander Focker.
You stayed out all night knowing you both have flight duty today.
So? What's the big fuss about Lisa? We won't let it affect the performance of our duty. After all, we're not children & you're not our mother.
Your responsibilities to the ship come first, Claudia?
But my private life is my business. Nobody else's. Now then, let's get to work, alright, get out of here!
VVanessa
Lisa doesn't understand about men, Claudia. She's in love with the spaceship.
KKim
Yeah! You got that right.
I'm not the one who keeps butting into everybody's business.
I hate to interrupt but had you better check your monitor, Commander.
KKim
It's an unidentified incoming aircraft, Lisa.
Attention aircraft approaching on course 107. Please identify yourself. Please identify yourself.
This is Rick Hunter. Invitation number 201.
That's confirmed as an invitation from Lieutenant Commander Focker. Follow course 57 for landing.
[at the airshow]
Oh ho! Rick!? Is that you, Rick Hunter?
Roy. It's good to hear your voice, old buddy. I understand you're lieutenant commander now.
Are you crazy? Get that junk heap out of here. [crowd laughs] Hunter. When I get my hands on you I got...[Microphone stand unattached] Oh. Hey, switch this to radio only, will ya? [after frequency changed] What are you trying to do buddy, make a perfect fool of me?
Uh...Nobody's perfect, Commander.
You haven't changed a bit, have you? Well, this isn't your dad's amateur flying circus. My men are real pilots.
I'm gonna have to make you eat those words, Commander. Coming in.
[tries to raise Rick on the radio] Rick. Come in, Rick. A poor kid's just had to take on more that he can manage. Well, I can't leave him behind. [calls SDF-1 control] Skull Leader to Control. Lisa, I'm going to pick up something I left down on the island. Capt. Kramer will take command of the fighter group until I return. Over.
Why you're returning? Over.
Rick Hunter in fighter VT-102 is still back on the island and I had to go pick him up now.
That pilot's an imposter. I'd gone through the entire registry and I find no record such a person.
Well, that's easy enough to explain. He's a civilian. So he isn't listed in the military register.
What? A civilian! But I thought...Uhh...Umm.
[As he discovers that the SDF-1 ended up outside Pluto, Captain Gloval has been informed that Macross Island was included in the spacefold bubble and receives a call.]
Yes [startled] What?!? It can't be! Impossible. I'll be right there.
Captain? What's happened?
[turns back as he prepares to leave the bridge] Chief Engineer Lang tells me the fold system just vanished into thin air!
[as everybody is aghast] Did he just say, vanished? Captain? What's happened?
That's what he told me. [walks out]
Kim and Sammie: OH NO!!! [looks at each other and embrace in tears]
[outside room, lights pipe] Well, now. Going to be a long trip.
[Rick tries to get an adamant Lisa out of Mars Base Sara]
I'm not leaving this room. I don't know why you're here but you can leave right now.
BABase AI
One minute to meltdown. One minute.
I have no idea what's happening here but my life is at stake now, too. So come on!
No way! You have to come.
Leave me alone. No. Put me down!
[aboard SDF-1 bridge] Thirty seconds to explosion. Get out of there, Rick!
Now what'll I do? Tonight, we're gonna to celebrate Minmei's birthday and I still haven't figured out what to give her yet. I'm glad I'm off.
RDRDF Dispatcher
Attention, the following personnel are headed back to headquarters immediately. 3rd Lts Justin Black & James Rondell; 2nd Lts Sean Lu, Karl Jones & Marcus Miller; 1st Lts Thomas Olson & Adam Olson also Sgt. Rick Hunter...please report.
[Roy is meeting with Rick]
I'm assigning two subordinates to your command. [Video screen shows pilot mugshots]
FVFemale Voice
This is Corporal Ben Dixon. He has 378 hours in simulation and 66 hours of flight time. He is Class A. This is Corporal Maximilian Sterling. He has 320 hours in simulation and 50 hours of flight time. He's also Class A.
Hey, Roy. What gives? Uhh...I don't get it. Those guys are both just beginners.
Well, Rick. You're not a lot different than them.
But Roy, I've got lot more experience.
Now the files are here and I want you to study them. There's also a manual for you that contains all the official things you need to know about being a lieutenant. [someone knocks on door] I guess that must be them. Come in. [to new arrivals] Reporting as ordered. This man will be your new commanding officer from now on. He's Lt. Rick Hunter and he's quite a good fighter pilot. In fact, he is just awarded the Titanium Medal.
I'm honored to be serving under your command, Lt. Hunter. Corp. Ben Dixon reporting & while I'm around I assure nothing will go wrong.
Umm...Glad were going to be on the same team. I'm Corp. Max Sterling, sir. Call me Max. I'm very inexperienced & might be needing a lot of help.
Well, I'm please to meet ya'.
Did you hear about Minmei being in that Ms. Macross beauty pageant?
Say what? Minmei's entered a beauty pageant?
Yeah, Believe me or not, Lt. Hunter said our squadron wouldn't have to work Saturday night. So, I'm going.
Yeah, he said he wanted a big turnout to cheer for Minmei.
Umm...maybe he's just in love or something.
He's what? In love? [chuckles] Hey maybe you're right. That can make you crazy.[Laughing]
Ms. What? Macross? I wish you haven't entered that.
MMinmei
The mayor had entered me without even asking.
Don't tell me you're jealous?
I guess I'm acting kind of stupid, aren't I?
[Rico, Konda, and Bron are debriefed by Breetai on their earlier reconnaissance mission, but their confused recollections are not helping]
Enough of this babbling! You were given an assignment and you bungled it! Now get out!
Rico, Konda, and Bron: Aye sir! [leaves room]
We must resolve this and let's put an end to this bickering. It's bad for the morale of the men, sir.
You're right. Your point is well taken.
In that case, I suggest we begin to act more aggressively, Commander.
I like that better than aggression. Exedore, I think we should discuss this matter further in my quarters.
[At the Zentraedi main base, Dolza, Breetai, Exedore and spies Rico, Bron, and Konda are questioning Rick, Lisa, and Ben]
DDolza
[with Lisa in his grip] And now, my feisty female, I want to know by what process you become Micronians. Answer me at once [grips Lisa tighter; Lisa squeals]
Stop squeezing her! We're born into this world as Micronians.
Yes, but born from what is the question?
From our mothers, what do you think?
KKonda
What is this thing, 'mothers'?
BDBen Dixon
It's the parent who's female!
You don't mean you are actually born from these females?
Look, it's just like the birds and the bees; it's just a process of nature. When a male and a female love each other, it just happens.
This 'love', what is it? How do you express it?
Well, by kissing one another.
DDolza
It's hard to believe that's how Micronians are made. Why don't we see it right now by having you both kiss one another?
What? You can't be serious, there's no way I'm gonna kiss him!
[Lisa Hayes, Rick Hunter, Max Sterling, and Ben Dixon report to Captain Gloval about their captivity.]
Please continue your report, Cmdr. Hayes. Do you really think they have that many ships?
Yes sir, at least that many and possibly more.
Based on all combined reports, our computers placed a total of somewhere of four and five million ships.
Gentlemen, let's hear the entire briefing before discussing it.
In the course of our captivity, we'd observed that the aliens have absolutely no contact with human emotions. They've been groomed entirely for war and their societies organized along purely military lines. It appears that they have increased their body size & strength artificially through genetic manipulation & that they also have the ability to reverse the process. While they examined us, they continued to referred to something they called "Protoculture."
[Rick is recovering in a hospital from his wounds sustained at the last battle. Lisa visits him]
Well, look who's here. Hey, what a lone face. She'd come to bury Caesar?
Hello, Rick. I came to about to say that I'm sorry.
You!? You came out here to apologize? To apologize for what for Pete's sake.
For you being here. We both know that it was my instructions that were responsible for you being seriously injured.
Lisa, you weren't responsible. I had no one to blame for this but myself. I'm here because I made a mistaken judgment & for no other reason. OK.
Thanks for your generosity.
What's happened to your old command confidence? This isn't like you at all.
No, Lt. Hunter; I don't suppose it is of that. Anyway, I said what I came to say. Now I had to get back to my duties on the bridge. Get Well.
Thanks, Lisa. You think we'll see each other again?
I don't think so, Rick. I'll be too busy.
[Roy is at Claudia's quarters, where she's preparing a pineapple salad for dinner and he's strumming a guitar]
I don't think you'd realize how terrified I'd get every time you fly off on a combat mission. It's almost as if you pilots think that it's some kind of wonderful game when you're off on those Veritechs.
RFRoy Fokker
It's never been a game, Claudia. Maybe someday you'll understand that.
Anyway, I've said what I had in my mind and I promised I'll keep my mouth shut about it in the future. [turns to Roy and holds finished pineapple salad high] Dinner's ready. [sees Roy not strumming guitar while putting salad on table] What? Well, don't tell me I put you to sleep. Is anything wrong?
Oh. Ohhhh... [slumps from sofa]
Roy? [gasps upon seeing wounds] ROY!?!? [cries]
