SWAT Kats: The Radical Squadron

Maybe this wasn't such a good idea, Tom. This old boneyard is supposed to be cursed!

What are ya, Jack, a scaredy Kat? We find somethin' valuable, and the museum'll pay big bucks for it!

So shut up and keep diggin'!

Hey, I think I've hit paydirt! Gimme a hand here!

There's probably treasure inside.

Ugliest treasure I've ever seen...

Yeah, well this old watch has gotta be worth plenty of- What?!

Wh-who are you?

I am the Pastmaster, imprisoned in here for 800 years.

I told ya this place was cursed!

At last I'm finally free! Now to find my book of spells.

L-L-Let's get outta here!

No way! We're gonna sell that old gnome to the museum, watch and all!

Curse the council! My book isn't where I hid it!

- You're comin' with us, Pastmaster! - You foolish mortals!

Even without my spellbook I have enough power to deal with vermin like you!

Let them go!

I have more important work for you. Start digging, and find my book of spells!

You are violating a restricted area! Put down those shovels! You're under arrest!

Do those modern fools think some infernal machine can stop me?! Attack!

- Do we read these things their rights? - You have the right to remain buried!

These bones ain't movin' now. What's this thing?

I don't know. Headquarters wants us to take it over to the Museum of History.

Roger.

Perhaps this “museum” has my book.

So, this is what's been accomplished in 800 years.

I want the Dark Ages back! And when I find my Tome of Time, I will arrange just that!

Mach 4! Ready for more?!

Mach 5!

All right, ten seconds. Beat that, SWAT Kat.

- What? - New personal best! Ten seconds at Mach 5.

Yeah, well, if you say so. Of course, I didn't see it.

Sure you didn't see it, you were out like like a blown engine!

Then how do I know you made 10 seconds? I mean, you could've passed out too, and just made it up to yank my tail.

That does it!

Two outta three!

You're on!

Why don't ya...

...just admit it...

...I can take more...

...Gs than you!

I'll believe it when I see it!

And so when the museum re-opens, our new exhibit will trace...

...the evoloution of Megakat City from prehistoric swamp, to urban sprawl.

This should be enough for me to write the Mayor's press release.

Thanks, Dr. Sinian. Will that be in the exhibit?

Oh, just came in, but it's definitely a part of history. The darker part.

These inscriptions date back to the Dark Ages.

Really? Any idea what was inside?

An urn...jewels, perhaps. Who knows what our ancestors might have buried in here?

Here, the past is dead. I prefer my past alive!

How'd you get in here? Museum is closed until further...

And I say it is open!

What was that?!

I do not want to be disturbed while I look for my book!

Oh good heavens! One of the exhibits has fallen!

One of the exhibits is alive!

Where is my book?!

Jake! Callie's callin' us!

Oh and by the way, eleven seconds at Mach 5!

T-Bone here. What's happening, Ms. Briggs? Ms. Briggs, do you copy?

Sounds like big trouble!

- What? - Up and at ‘em, partner!

- Got a fix on Callie's signal? - Roger! Megakat City Museum of History!

We can get out through the garage!

Seems pretty quiet.

Quiet?

Popping canopy, now!

Bingo!

Let me give ya a hand, ladies.

T-Bone!

Thanks, Razor. But I think I could've taken him.

Just makin' sure the cement machine gun was operational.

Exhibits are gettin' kinda lifelike, aren't they?

Looks like the Enforcers are here, late as usual.

My Tome of Time.

800 years is far too long to be separated from such power!

Only a sorcerer's dark power could have brought these ancient bones to life.

It must have been the Pastmaster.

If you mean that weird little guy in the hood, why don't you just ask him?

Oh, no! He's stolen an ancient spellbook!

- All right, buddy, hand it over! - The Tome of Time belongs to me!

Hear the spell of this immortal, send this creature through the portal!

It's a Megasaurus Rex!

Out of my way, you fools!