In a galaxy very, very, very, very, far
Chapter Seven-Eleven
The evil leaders of Planet Spaceball,
Today is Princess Moonya's wedding day.
If you can read this, you don't need glasses.
having foolishly spuandered their precious atmosphere,
have devised a secret
plan to take every breath of air away
from their peace-loving neighbor,
Planet Moonskin.
Unbeknownest to the princess, but knowest to us,
danger lurks in the stars
above. . .
SANDURZ: "All Rise in the pressence of Lord Dark Hair!"
SANDURZ: "We're approaching Planet Moonskin, sir."
DARK HAIR: "Good. I'll call Spaceball City, and notify
President Ginyu immediately."
CELL: "I already called him, sir. He knows everything."
DARK HAIR: "What? You went over my hair?"
CELL: "Well, not exactly over it, sir. More on the
side. I'll always call you first. It'll never happen again. Never, ever!"
CELL: "Oh crap! No, no, no, no, no, please, no,
no, please, no, not that."
DARK HAIR: "Yes. That." (shoots an
invisable ray at Cell's crotch)
Cell: "Whaoooooooo! Owwwwwwwwww!"
PLANET MOONSKIN - CHAPLE - DAY Sign reads, "Today, the Royal Wedding of Princess Moonya to Prince Player. Tomorrow, Bingo."
MINISTER MEW: "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here on this most joyous occasion, to witness Princess Moonya, daughter of King Broli...."
MINISTER MEW: "....going right past the alter, heading
down the ramp, and out the door."
BROLI: "Stop her! Someone, stop her! Stop her!"
*Space--The Barbiebago with wings flies through space*
*Video Screen starts ringing*
(Off Screen) LONE SWORD: "Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!"
GULP: "Huh?"
LONE SWORD(Off Screen): "Gulp!"
GULP: "Always when I'm eating."
LONE SWORD: "Where ya been?"
GULP: "Oh, just grabbin' myself a snack."
*Video Screen continues to ring*
LONE SWORD: "Answer that for me. Will ya?"
GULP: "Ah, sure."
GULP: "I'll just put it on audio. That
way they won't see ya. (hits the video switch) Yello."
GULP and LONE SWORD: "IT'S NAMEK THE HUT!"
NAMEK: "Well, if it isn't Lone Sword, and his side
kick, Gag."
GULP: "That's Gulp."
NAMEK: "Gulp, Gag, whatever. Where's my money?"
LONE SWORD: "Don't worry, Namek. You'll have it
by next week."
NAMEK: "No, no. I gotta have it by tomorrow."
LONE SWORD: "A hundred thousand zenni, by tomorrow?"
NAMEK: "A hundred thousand? Ha, ha, ha. No way.
You forgot late charges, which brings it up to, um, one million zenni."
LONE SWORD: "A million? That's unfair."
NAMEK: "All's fair in love, war, and money! (laughs) Chow boys!"
GULP: "Now what do we do boss?"
LONE SWORD: "I haven't a clue."
What can possibly go wrong now?
