Transcript by Kooshmeister.
Guest Cast (in order of appearance):
Supporting Cast (in order of appearance):
Manx: At three-hundred stories, Megakat Tower is the tallest, most modern office complex in the whole city!
Young: Very impressive.
Manx: Oh yes! Why, it’s the perfect place to house your corporate headquarters, Mr. Young!
Young: Mmm, perhaps.
Manx: How’m I doing?
Callie: Greed brings out the best in you, Mr. Mayor.
Manx: Thank you.
Callie: He sunk most of the city treasury into this place, but that’s off the record.
Ann: Gotcha, and thanks again for giving me the exclusive, Callie.
Manx: Now, why don’t we continue this meeting at Megakat Golf Course? We tee off in ten minutes!
Young: So close to the golf course? This is an excellent location!
Manx: That’s what I’ve been tryin’ to tell you! Right This way, gentlemen!
Chance: Not this time, sucker! You’re dead meat! Ha! Gotcha! Uh oh, sneak attack! Got ‘em! Two million points and I’ve saved the universe!
Jake: Well I’m tryin’ to save this place from the smell of sour milk.
Chance: So that’s what all this plant business is about.
Jake: Yup! Good for the environment, good for the air.
Chance: Hey! But not so good for my game score. And I was goin’ for a personal best, too!
Jake: Relax, buddy.
Video Game Voice: Space Kat!
Jake: There’s always another universe to save.
Ann: Today, only a few potted plants occupy the Megakat Tower, but when it opens next month this place is guaranteed to be a bustling business center! This is Ann Gora, Kat’s Eye News.
Callie: And this is Callie Briggs, klutz. No, it couldn’t be!
Ann: Get some good shots of the courtyard. What the–?!
Viper: Thanks to my growth formula, this building is now impenetrable! But I count on you, my creations, to protect me from Feral, his Enforcers, and most of all, those meddling SWAT Kats!
Callie: It is Dr. Viper!
Viper: Soon, this foul city will be one giant, glorious swamp!
Callie: I’d better get some help!
Viper: A spy!
Callie: No way out! Not connected yet!
Chance: Yes, Ms. Briggs?
Callie: We’ve got problems, guys! Dr. Viper’s back!
Chance: Viper? Where?
Callie: At Megakat Towers! And this time he’s got an army of plant monsters to–
Chance: Ms. Briggs! Let’s kick some Viper tail!
Enforcer Commando: According to witnesses, Commander, this stuff just sprang up in minutes! But it’s gonna take a week to cut through.
Feral: Not if we burn our way in!
Enforcer Commando: That’s a ten story wall of dry brush, sir! If our fire gets outta hand it’ll torch the whole city!
Feral: Objection noted.
Ann: Ann Gora, Kat’s Eye News! Commander Feral, are you aware that Deputy Mayor Briggs is trapped somewhere in that tower?
Feral: Briggs? That figures. Get the choppers ready, we’ll take the tower from above!
Enforcer Pilot: Kats alive! This stuff’s acid! Eating right through my chopper!
Feral: Weapon systems gummed up! Viper? Should’ve known that crazy lizard would be behind this mess!
Viper: Run, Feral, you fool. Because there’s nothing you can do to stop me!
Callie: Unh! Let me go!
Viper: Save your breath, Miss Briggs! My plantimals obey only me. Besides, you don’t want to run away and miss out on all the excitement!
Callie: What is that thing?
Viper: My spore pod? Why it’s going to explode! And at this height, it’s beautiful spores will cover the entire city! I can see it all now. A spectacular new Megakat City. No more ugly metal and plastic, only beautiful swamp, ruled by me! Dr. Viper’s Megaswamp City! It will be so beautiful!
Callie: Wake up and smell the coffee, Viper! Here come the SWAT Kats!
T-Bone: Looks like a farmer’s market down there!
Razor: It’s Viper alright, and he’s got Callie!
Viper: Attack them, my little pets!
T-Bone: We’ve got some plug-ugly company!
Razor: Acknowledged, T-Bone. Weapon systems ready. Hey these things are spittin’ acid!
T-Bone: So I’ve noticed! I’m takin’ evasive action!
Razor: Piranha Missiles, away! T-Bone, those things melted my missiles!
Viper: Attack! Destroy the SWAT Kats! You see, Ms. Briggs, my armies are endless! She’s gone! You fool, you let her escape!
T-Bone: Say again, Razor? You must be jokin’!
Razor: I said, I’ll penetrate the building, and come up on Viper from underneath!
T-Bone: That’s a negative, Razor. Plants are takin’ over the whole building or haven’t ya noticed?
Razor: Affirmative, but Callie’s in there, T-Bone!
T-Bone: Right. Maintain radio contact at all times, do you copy?
Razor: Affirmative, T-Bone. I’m goin’ in!
T-Bone: Razor, you okay? Talk to me, buddy!
Razor: Looks like a swamp in here, but so far so good. What’s your situation?
T-Bone: It’s weird. Those flying cabbages don’t attack me unless I’m close to the roof.
Razor: Just keep away from ‘em. I’ll call ya when I find Callie. Don’t like the look of this. Chew on this! I don’t believe it!
T-Bone: Any progress, Razor?
Razor: No sign of Callie. Gotta run! Out!
Ann: Commander Feral, do you have a plan for getting Deputy Mayor Briggs out of there?
Feral: Yes, a simple one. We’re going in! Fire!
Enforcer Commando: That did it, Commander! We’re through!
Feral: Let’s move in! Blast it!
T-Bone: Looks like Feral got stopped at the door.
Manx: What?! Excuse my clumsiness! You play through, I have to make a phone call. Get me Feral!
Viper: Soon, my lovely, soon! Let those fools waste their time. In fifteen minutes, Megakat City will be mine!
Enforcer Sergeant: The toughest tanks we have, and that–that thing melted ‘em like butter!
Feral: Now you listen to me, Mayor, Dr. Viper has turned your pet skyscraper into a living weed patch, and-
Manx: No, you listen to me, Feral! The city has a billion dollars sunk in that tower. Use weed killer if you have to, but get that wacko Viper out of there now! And don’t damage the building doing it!
Feral: You don’t understand–
Manx: Don’t do it, Feral! My friends here are about to sign a ten year lease!
Young: Is there a problem, Mayor Manx?
Manx: Don’t be ridiculous, not at all. Now where were we?
Feral: Great! I can’t burn, cut or blast! What does he expect me to do? Leave it to the SWAT Kats?
Razor: What’s it take to stop these things!? That should buy me some time.
Callie: Oh, no! Wake up! Oh, Razor I’m so sorry!
Razor: Callie? Uh, Ms. Briggs?
Callie: Are you okay? I hit you pretty hard.
Razor: Whoa, I’ll say. Good thing we’re required to wear helmets.
Callie: I’m sorry. I thought you were one of them.
Razor: This way, hurry! Make room, Miss Briggs!
Enforcer Sergeant: Copter 1 is on approach from the chemical factory.
Feral: Good. We’ll try it the Mayor’s way. Let’s see how that cabbage likes a thousand gallons of weed killer! Drop payload on my command!
Enforcer Pilot: Roger! We have target acquisitioned!
Feral: Now! Gotcha! We’re goin’ in!
Enforcer Sergeant: Oh, no! Commander, weed killer only makes it bigger!
Feral: Is there no way to destroy these things?
T-Bone: Feral’s strikin’ out big time down there. Razor, what’s your status?
Razor: I’ve got Ms. Briggs. We’re in the ventilation shaft heading for the roof.
T-Bone: The roof? That’s a negative! Those critters won’t let me get close enough for pickup!
Razor: No time for that. Miss Briggs says Viper’s–
Callie: He’s growing a pod to destroy the city!
Razor: We’re gonna have to stop him from inside.
T-Bone: Well ya don’t have much time. from what I can see, that ugly thing is about ready to burst!
Razor: We’re on our way, big buddy! Out.
Callie: Am I just scared or is it freezing in here?
Callie: Now, Razor! Blast ‘em!
Razor: With what? I’ve got nothing left but grappling hooks!
Callie: It worked!
Razor: Yeah, but the cold stopped ‘em first.
Callie: Too bad we couldn’t freeze the whole building.
Razor: Hey, maybe we can! Come on! T-Bone, I think we found a way to stop Viper. But you’re gonna have to make a fast pickup at the space center.
T-Bone: I’m there, buddy. What do you need?
Razor: Super rocket coolant. We’ll meet you on the roof in t-minus ten minutes. Out.
Callie: How can you be so sure we’ll make it in ten minutes?
Razor: ‘Cause we’re gonna take a shortcut!
Callie: You call this a shortcut?
Razor: Hang on tight!
Callie: I don’t know about this!
Razor: This is easy.
Callie: Yeah, piece of cake.
Flight Control: Turbokat, I say again, this is flight control, you are not cleared for this area. Over.
T-Bone: Understood, flight control. But I have an emergency situation here.
Flight Control: Explain the nature of your emergency. Over.
T-Bone: Here’s the deal…
Technician #1: What’s that SWAT Kat want with a tank of super rocket coolant?
Technician #2: Who cares? If the front office wants to give freeze juice to a vigilante, who are we to argue?
Technician #1: Yeah, but that one barrel has enough coolant to freeze a whole city block!
Callie: Razor, we’ve got trouble!
Razor: Big trouble!
Viper: It’s just you and me now, sweetness. Feral is helpless, and the SWAT Kats have run away in their stupid jet! Aww, you’re so beautiful! It’s going to be a shame to have you explode!
T-Bone: If anything’s happened to him, I’ll…
Callie: Nice knowing you, Razor!
Razor: Thanks, and it still will be. I’ve been saving this for last! Hang on!
Viper: Attack! Protect our spore pod!
T-Bone: Time for some real flyin’! I owe it that much to Razor. Eat my backwash, you lettuceheads! Barbecued cabbage, my favorite! They’re tougher than I thought!
Razor: Don’t tell me your givin’ up!
Viper: The SWAT Kats have failed! In a few minutes, it will be all over!
Razor: You can say that again, snake-puss!
Viper: What?! It’s not possible!
Razor: Anything’s possible, ugly!
Viper: You can’t stop me now! It’s oblivion for you, SWAT Kat!
Callie: Razor! No!
Viper: Yes! But don’t worry, Ms. Briggs, you’ll be joining him!
Razor: Need a lift? Aww this is great! My weapons systems are all gummed up!
T-Bone: Musta gotten too close tot hose sap-slingers.
Razor: Yeah. Well, I’m gonna have to drop our freeze bomb by hand, if that flying produce doesn’t drop us, first! Wa-hoo! Get ready, Viper! The SWAT Kats are gonna put the big chill or your big plans! T-Bone, go for that big air conditioning unit on the roof!
T-Bone: Right on target! It’s now or never!
Feral: Get clear! On the double!
T-Bone: Next time, Dr. Viper better make his plans frost-free.
Callie: Better drop me off, guys. I think the Mayor’s gonna need sedation.
Callie: Thanks! It was fun, w ehave to do it again sometime.
Razor: Yeah, right. Take care!
T-Bone: See you later, Miss Briggs, we have to get back. Razor has to water his plants.
Razor: Oh, no. I think I’ve had enough gardening for one day.
Young: Thank you for the golf game, but I think we will pass on your most generous offer.
Manx: Now, now, now don’t be hasty! We’ll fix it up just like new! A fresh coat of paint, I’ll upgrade the carpetting! We have some lovely parting gifts, just don’t part! Free golf clubs! Come back!