Escape from Pleasure Planet

Greetings, Princess Dyanna.

I hope you had a safe journey.

I am Cassia,

the liaison for your visit.

The Princess is not used to travelling

in such stormy conditions.

My apologies.

This is our off season.

But the storms will not interfere

in your vacation here at Pleasure Station.

Of that I can assure you both.

Tara's my bodyguard,

not my companion.

I see.

Well, we have many activities

to keep your "body guard" occupied,

while you may entertain yourself privately.

That won't be necessary.

I would just like to make sure you know who the client is.

Of course, Princess.

Welcome to Pleasure Station,

where your every fantasy becomes real.

Doesn't look very inviting.

This is merely our greeting bay.

I assure you the rest of the station

will be much more to your liking.

The Princess has very specific needs.

We called ahead.

I understand the Princesses desires completely.

All preparations have been made as requested.

And if I can personally

be of any assistance,

please don't hesitate to call upon me.

That won't be necessary.

I will attend to any of the Princesses needs.

Tara, I can speak for myself.

Of course, Princess.

It's your security I'm most concerned for.

I understand, but please know,

the Pleasure Station has one of

the largest security forces in the sector.

You have absolutely nothing to fear.

Thank you, Cassia.

Tara is paid to worry about me.

Now, I'd like to get on with my vacation.

Time here is short.

As you wish, Princess.

Please follow me.

Oh, and I hope you

didn't bring a swim suit.

There's something about her that I don't like.

How do we know we can trust her?

Tara, you're always so suspicious.

She's just an employee.

Every time an attractive woman comes around,

out come your claws.

It's not that, your highness.

It's just...

There's something about her.

I feel like I've seen her before.

I'd like to see more of her.

But for now, put your suspicions aside

and let me enjoy myself.

Of course, Princess.

I hear the pleasure droids

of Exter are like none other.

Let's find out.

Master.

Is everything ready as planned?

Yes, Aria, standing by.

And the Princess is here?

She is.

Our intelligence was correct.

And is she alone?

No, master,

she has one body guard with her.

Only one?

How foolish.

Where is she now?

She is in the Venusian grotto,

being "entertained"

by a pleasure droid.

Hmm, excellent.

My fleet is standing by and prepared to attack.

Soon we will control this station

and create a new outpost

for my Recusa star system.

And the Princess?

Once she becomes our prisoner

no one will dare retaliate against us.

She is the jewel

in the crown of hostages.

With her in our pocket,

all resistance will cease.

Without her...

Our planet will be destroyed by the Federation.

That won't happen.

You'll see to that,

won't you?

Your desire is my command.

Start the attack!

Commence attack on Pleasure Station.

Crush all opposition.

Now, bring me the Princess.

Soon this rotten little asteroid

will be all mine!

Your masseuse awaits you, Princess.

Good.

I hope she has strong hands.

I could use one after that.

What's that?

Smoke detector?

We're under siege, your Highness.

Why would anyone attack the Pleasure Station?

I think it's a plot to kidnap you.

Kidnap me?

Aria of Electros has always been a rebel traitor.

I'm sure she's behind this.

Aria? just my luck.

Caught in an alien whore house with my pants down.

We've got to get out of here.

Come on, let's try the loading dock.

Maybe we can hijack an escape shuttle.

Okay.

These space pimps are no match for my skilled pilots.

This won't last long.

Hurry, we don't have much time!

But do you think this thing

will actually fly?

There's only one way to find out.

But do you really know how to fly this thing?

Does it really matter at this point?

All right, here we go.

Fingers crossed. We got incoming.

Well, at least if it's my time to perish,

I died after being licked senseless by an android hooker.

Don't talk like that.

We're not gonna die... I hope.

There's one coming right at us.

Oh, no... ah.

We've got one left behind us.

I don't think I can shake him.

Hey, pal, tailgating is illegal in this quadrant.

Good job, Princess.

But we're headed straight towards that asteroid belt.

It's our only chance.

Do you think we can out maneuver them without killing us?

Are you crazy? I don't know how to fly this thing.

Then let's just close our eyes.

We've slowed down.

Does that mean we've entered a friendly solar system

where we'll we welcomed and meet new friends

who will protect us from Aria's evil plans to kidnap me?

Um, no.

It means the engine's on fire.

Damn it! Now what?

We only have one choice.

We have to jettison ourselves

off of this ship

and take our chances.

Chances, but where?

There's a planet, straight ahead.

Where is she?

I don't know.

They must have found a way to escape.

How is that possible?

We have the place surrounded.

Perhaps they stole one of the escape shuttles.

Eluding my trained fighters?

I don't believe it.

I'm afraid it's true, Aria.

We've had reports of one small ship slipping through.

It must be them.

Do you know what this means?

That I won't be vacationing in Qualitron next week.

When they find out we don't have the Princess held hostage,

our asses won't be worth a plug nickel.

What do we do?

You've got to find her and bring her to me.

In the meantime, I'll pretend as if we really do have her.

That should stall off a counter attack for now.

But you need to hurry.

I can't get busted again.

I'm on my third strike.

I'll do my best, master.

All royal family members have an implanted tracking chip in them.

Use that and it'll lead you right to her.

Isn't this amazing? Just look at it.

Let me guess.

45 hundred new numbers

you've never seen before.

Better than that - 48 hundred.

Every day I send dozens of messages out into space.

Every day, I wait for someone to answer back.

Collect call from Uranus on line two.

You're killing

me, Jake.