Cast
| Directed by | |
|---|---|
| Don Jurwich | |
| Actors | |
| Charles Adler | as Low Light |
| Jack Angel | as Wetsuit |
| Michael Bell | as Duke/Xamot/Blowtorch/Lift Ticket |
| Gregg Berger | as Motorviper |
| Earl Boen | as Taurus |
| Arthur Burghardt | as Destro/Iceberg |
| Corey Burton | as Tomax |
| William Callaway | as Beach Head |
| François Chau | as Quick Kick |
| Peter Cullen | as Zandar/Nemesis Enforcer/Scientist |
| Brian Cummings | as Dr. Mindbender |
| Laurie Faso | as Tunnel Rat |
| Hank Garret | as Dial Tone |
| Richard Gautier | as Serpentor |
| Ed Gilbert | as General Hawk |
| Dan Gilvezan | as Slip Stream |
| Zack Hoffman | as Zartan |
| Kene Holliday | as Roadblock |
| John Hostetter | as Bazooka |
| Don Johnson | as Lt. Falcon |
| Buster Jones | as Doc |
| Chris Latta | as Cobra Commander/Gung Ho/Ripper/Televiper #1 |
| Chuck McCann | as Leatherneck |
| Michael McConnohie | as Cross Country |
| Burgess Meredith | as Golobulus |
| Ron Ortiz | as Law |
| Rob Paulsen | as Snow Job |
| Patrick Pinney | as Mainframe |
| Poncie Ponce | as Red Dog |
| Bill Ratner | as Flint |
| Robert Remus | as Sgt. Slaughter |
| Neil Ross | as Buzzer/Monkeywrench/Shipwreck/Hector Ramirez |
| Brad Sanders | as Big Lob |
| Ted Schwartz | as Thrasher |
| Chris Taboni | as Mercer |
| Lee Weaver | as Alpine |
| Frank Welker | as Torch/Wild Bill/Order |
| Stan Wojno | as Life Line |
| Actresses | |
| Shuko Akune | as Jinx |
| Jennifer Darling | as Pythona |
| Morgan Lofting | as Baroness |
| Mary McDonald-Lewis | as Lady Jaye |
| Lisa Raggio | as Zarana/Heather |
| B.J. Ward | as Scarlett |
| Vernee Watson-Johnson | as Scientist |
Movie info
| Languages: | English |
| Plot: | Once again G.I. Joe must protect the world from total obliteration. Cobra, the deadliest of foes and leader of an underground race of the snake people, is proving to be a great threat to humankind. After spending many generations underground, he plans to take over the world again with the help of his evil foes Pythona and Serpentor by releasing deadly spores into the atmosphere. These spores can transform all life into the weakest of creatures, which means humans could potentially devolve into amoebas. However, in order to accomplish this, Cobra must acquire the Broadcast Energy Transmitter. Luckily G.I. Joe is there to stop Cobra and his evil army. |
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Goofs
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Continuity: When The Joes are hiding the B.E.T. in the civilian base, Lifeline is seen standing on the truck. Lifeline is still supposed to be in the Himalayas, looking for Roadblock's unit. Continuity: After Duke is injured by Serpentor's snake javelin, Scarlett is seen holding his upper body up while he is tended to by Doc, holding his head in her hands. Although she is wearing gloves, part of her glove is missing, revealing a bare hand, but her glove is intact in the next shot. Continuity: Duke's chest injury alternates briefly when Falcon comes to his side. Serpentor's snake javelin clearly hit him in the left half of his chest, approximately where his heart would be, and his blood can be seen soaking his bandages. In one shot, the blood stain is on the right half of his chest, but in the next shot is back on the left. Continuity: Steeler and Grunt both make appearances in the movie. However, as per "Worlds Without End", they were left behind in the alternate Cobra-controlled universe and thus should not be on the active duty roster. Revealing mistakes: The word "barracks" is misspelled as "barraks" on the side of a building within the G.I. Joe headquarters compound. |
Quotes
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Beach-head: You six rawhides, you're gonna learn soldiering, and - hey, there's only five of you. Where is that gold-plated goof-off, 'Lt. Falcon'? Jinx: Terrific question! Big Lob: Man said he has some errands to do. Go to the tailor, wallpaper his footlocker... weird stuff. Tunnel Rat: I think he had a date or something. Pythona: Prepare for eternity! Sgt. Slaughter: When I'm through, scuzzbucket, they're gonna scrape you off the walls with a squeegee! Beach-head: What's that bow-wow doing here? Law: That's my dog, Order. He's trained to sniff out explosives. Order, seek! Beach-head: This is supposed to be YOUR test, Law! Law: Hey, Law and Order are a team, man. He find the bombs, I drive the car. We tried it the other way, but it didn't work. Law: Hey, Law and Order's a team, man. He finds the bombs, I drive the car. We tried the other way, but it didn't work. Alpine: How are you at splicing? Gung-Ho: Nothing like a little on-the-job training! Jinx: Oh, terrific. Shipwreck: Save my bones for Davy Jones! Red Dog: Well, look what just dropped in, bruddahs. A hundred seventy pounds of air pollution! Mercer: I've seen putty with more backbone. Taurus: I do not like his face. Let us remove it, yes? Serpentor: Die, arrogant Earth scum! Cobra Commander: Go ahead. Make me the scape-goat. My loyal subordinates could testify to my superb stewardship of Cobra. But you don't have the courage to let them speak! Serpentor: Wrong again! Defend him if you can. Cobra Commander: Indeed they shall. You first, noble Destro. Destro: Militarily speaking, it's only fair to say that Cobra Commander is a world-class... buffoon. Cobra Commander: WHAT? Sgt. Slaughter: Where's Falcon? Red Dog: Who cares? We don't need... Sgt. Slaughter: It's time you learned we're a team, Red Dog. We all go home or nobody goes home. Lt. Falcon: Want me to kiss it and make it better? Serpentor: None may challenge Serpentor! This, I command! Roadblock: Play it straight, or there's no doubt, I'll turn your eyeballs inside out. Baroness: If you ask me, some of them did not evolve. Serpentor: Cobra-la-la-la-la-la-la! Cobra Commander: No! Not the spores! I'm a citizen of Cobra-La. No! NOOOOOO! NOT THE SPORES! [Nemisis Enforcer approaches Cobra Commander with a steaming pod. The Nemisis Enforcer forces Cobra Commander's head down on to the pod as it bursts and launches the spores around his face. The Royal Guards then let go of Cobra Commander's arms and let him fall on all fours. He grabs his throat and hyperventilates before shrieking and ripping his shirt opened and revealing green and yellow scales across his chest and arms where human flesh should be] Serpentor: I, Serpentor, Emperor of Cobra, salute you, most noble one. Pythona tells me I owe you my freedom Golobulus of Cobra LA: Your freedom and your life. Know that I am Golobulus, supreme ruler of this kingdom of Cobra-La! It was I who created you, Serpentor. You are mine Red Dog: You're not filling your brothers in, Mercer. What's Cobra-La? Mercer: I've never heard of it. Taurus: That answer gives me no comfort! Beach-head: I hope you BOTH get fleas! Cobra Commander: The fault, most imperial Serpentor, lies not within us, but within YOU! Your leadership has been pompous, pusilanimous and pathetic! Serpentor: Yes, leadership IS at the heart of the matter isn't it Commander? But it's not mine that's inadequate, it's yours! Your ego driven stupidity has converted victory into catastrophe for the last time! Sgt. Slaughter: The price of liberty is eternal vigilance. Sgt. Slaughter: AT EASE, DISEASE! Roadblock: Hey this is your... Cobra Commander: Yes. It was my faceplate as I was once a man. Cobra Commander: Useless. It's all useless. I was once a man. A man! Roadblock: Will you stop hissing in my face. You're driving me crazy. [Seeing one of Cobra-La's flying creatures] Roadblock: Even their air force is ugly! Zartan: We don't know who you are, where you came from, or even what side you're on. Why should we risk our necks on your behalf? Pythona: Does *this* answer your question? [produces a huge ruby from under her robe] Zartan: A gem of that size answers *all* my questions. Big Lob: And Big Lob makes his move! Cobra Commander: You have no jurisdiction over me! Release me at once or taste my wrath! Golobulus: Be silent, or be silenced! Golobulus of Cobra LA: You have lost, GI Joe! LOST! Golobulus of Cobra LA: The Last thing you will hear... is the cracking of your vertebrae... one... BY ONE! Sgt. Slaughter: My job is to whip you into shape, and I mean whip! There's only two ways out of my command, on your feet like a man, or in a ditty bag. An itty-bitty ditty bag! GOT IT? Sgt. Slaughter: I've been expecting you. My name is Sgt Slaughter. Special drill instructor for G.I. Joe. Lt. Falcon: That's terrific Sarge but, I'm tryin to cut back on the chicken sweat just now, so if you don't mind... Sgt. Slaughter: You're going nowhere space case. You're here because you're an industrial strenth foul up. My job is to whip you into shape and I mean WHIP! There's only two ways out of my command on your feet like a man or in a ditty bag, an itty bitty bag. You got it? Lt. Falcon: Yes sir! Sgt. Slaughter: That's better. Now straighten up and meet the Renegades. They're not real dependable now but when I get through with them what are you going to be? Mercer, Taurus, Red Dog: Perfect! Sgt. Slaughter: That's right. Perfect. Meet Mercer an ex-Cobra Viper who's seen the light. Red Dog. Booted out of pro football for unnecessary roughness. And Taurus a circus acrobat with a few loose bats. Lt. Falcon: Uh hi guys. Jinx: The first one to call me bad luck gets a knuckle massage. Roadblock: Hey I don't like that sound. Tell me dude what's going down? Cobra Commander: The beginning of the end of the human race. Law: Man, whoever heard of being shot down by salad? Golobulus of Cobra LA: Nemesis Enforcer, throw this worthless sewage into the Abyss of oblivion Serpentor: No, put him in with the Joe prisoners, so they can see the fate which awaits them. Pythona: I like that. It's poetic in it's simplicity Golobulus of Cobra LA: Eh, a trifle melodramatic, but very well... Nemesis Enforcer, take him away... Golobulus of Cobra LA: I will stain my hands with your blood! Golobulus of Cobra LA: No one defies Golobulus and lives... NO ONE! Cobra Commander: Fool! You haven't got the B.E.T.! You don't even know where it is! Your plan is laughable! Golobulus of Cobra LA: But your punishment will not be. Cobra Commander: Punishment? What about my trial? Golobulus of Cobra LA: It's over!... and the verdict is guilty... guilty of the one unforgiveable crime... Failure! Serpentor: The world will soon be ours, great Golobulus! Golobulus of Cobra LA: May your deeds match your words, Serpentor. Golobulus of Cobra LA: It is our greater destiny that concerns me now. Where is the Broadcast Energy Transmitter? Serpentor: I was unable to capture it, but I shall not fail you again, my lord. Golobulus of Cobra LA: Let's hope not, Serpentor. I would hate to lose you. Red Dog: [after hearing the bell ringing] Dinner already? Sgt. Slaughter: Not unless you like snake burgers. We're gonna infiltrate the Terrordrome on Cobra Island. Mercer: That's suicide! Taurus: Yes. Horoscope say it bad day to travel. Sgt. Slaughter: Think of it as an extra rough training excersize. Lt. Falcon: Training, huh? Why don't we leave our weapons behind. Make it really educational. Sgt. Slaughter: Now that's what I call a challenge! No weapons! Let's move out! [Renegades growl at Falcon] Duke: I want you guys to infiltrate Cobra's Terrordome and destroy it. By the way. How's he doing? Sgt. Slaughter: It's too soon to tell but I think the kid's got a lot of potential, amd by the way I won't tell him you asked. Beach-head: What is he doing? Get rid of that thing. [Beach-Head throws the explosive device away on to be horrified that Order has retrieved it and given it back to him] Law: Order! Give it here. I'm sorry Beach Head. He's usually very obedient. Beach-head: Yeah well just get rid of that thing. General Hawk: How is he, Scarlett? Scarlett: Not good. Duke: Falcon, I just realized, I can't look out for you anymore. Just promise me you'll get your life together and be a model for your country. Lt. Falcon: I will Duke. I'll make you proud. You'll see. Duke: Yo Joe. Scarlett: He's gone into a coma. General Hawk: Don't worry, Falcon. We'll do everything we can for Duke. Yo Joe. Shipwreck: Well ship my bones to Davey Jones. Snowjob: He gives me chills. Quick Kick: What did they do to him? Lady Jaye: He's inhuman. Golobulus of Cobra LA: Behold the culmination of centuries! The ultimate fruit of hypergenetic manipulation, a weapon which no enemy can withstand. In several hours these marvelous fungisoids will mature and launch hundreds of giant pods into orbit. The pods will bear spores, and those spores will degenerate all organisms they touch, mutating them into mindless incompetent life forms. Pythona: [superimpose Pythona's face over the viewscreen] when the pods ripen they will burst [the BET lights up the mutegen pods and they start exploding. The spores fall quickly forming into a mushroom cloud. ] Pythona: and shower the earth with enough spores to reduce the entire human civilization to the level of mindless beasts. [We then see a visual of a man getting hit in the back of his head with the mutegen spores. As the mutegen spores touch down on him and turn him into a hideous snake beast he appears in view and looks at the camera after being hit by the spores. His clothes are tattered by the affects of the mutegen spores as he covers his face and roars and develops snake scales that run up one side of his body, across his face and neck, and down the other side of his body and the whites of his eyes turn yellow and develop cylindrical pupils. We then see steam after the spores touch down blocking out the moonlight] Golobulus of Cobra LA: Only those beneath the protection of Cobra LA's icedome will be spared. But the pods will not ripen in the freezing outer space without energy. That's why I must have... Serpentor: The broadcast energy transmitter. Of course. Baroness: Those Drednok are flying awfully close to the capture plants. Dr. Mindbender: Those aren't Drednok. Those are GI Joes. [slaps Falcon around] Serpentor: Who's with you? You can not hold out forever Lt. Falcon: No. All I need is five more minutes. Golobulus of Cobra LA: Once this worm reaches the top of this pole the pods will ripen and this pitiful planet will be ours. Lt. Falcon: Where's the lair? Cobra Commander: [slithers around and hisses] Lt. Falcon: I said where's the lair? Cobra Commander: [slithers through a hole in the door] Lt. Falcon: It's too late. He's already completely transformed. Baroness: [with everyone gasping] Cobra Commander, this is treason. Beach-head: Cut the macho Tunnel-Rat - NOW DO IT! Flint: Flint to base. Sgt. Slaughter: What's up? Flint: Look at Cobra Commander. Those pods contain enough spores to mutate every man, woman and child on this planet. Lt. Falcon: Don't say that, Duke. Doc'll fix you up. Duke: This isn't Doc's day for miracles. It's my own fault... ah... I was too slow. Lt. Falcon: No, no! You did it to save me! Jinx: Stow it Falcon. I'm allergic to baloney. Lt. Falcon: [Klaxon blaring] Oh no! No! Oh boy you really are bad luck. Jinx: Hey you're no rabbit's foot yourself. General Hawk: Falcon! Take a good look at what your irresponsibility cost us because you *desserted* your post: an enemy force was able to penetrate security, free Serpentor and injure three good men. You're confined to quarters until court-martial! Get him out of my sight! Wild Bill: Hoo Wee, doesn't look cozy down there, Lift Ticket! Lift Ticket: I don't think Falcon's supposed to be cozy, Wild Bill. Gung-Ho, Alpine and Bazooka aren't exactly enjoying their hospital stay! Lift Ticket: [tosses Falcon a parachute] Put it on, smart guy! Lt. Falcon: What for? We're over the middle of nowhere. Lift Ticket: Which is right where you belong! [kicks Falcon out of the helicopter] Serpentor: [after Duke sacrifices himself to save Falcon] He took the snake that was meant for *your* heart! But his sacrifice will be in vain! THIS I COMMAND! Golobulus: Then a brilliant nobleman came to my attention. [a 14th century scientist is seen examining a plant of unknown origin. The pods on the top of the plant explode and spray a strange mist in the man's face. He starts to develop snake scales all over his face] Although he was disfigured in a labortory accident he was my choice. [We see Cobra Commander as we know him] To raise a mighty army and take back this so called "civilized" society which drove us underground. You were my choice Cobra Commander and you failed *miserably!* Cobra Commander: No! I can explain. I was betrayed by my own men. [Zandar and Zarana hold an appalled Zartan back] Golobulus: *You failed!* General Hawk: Lt. Falcon, I don't know how an arrogant misfit like you got into this outfit in the first place! Tunnel Rat: [whispering] Are they going to shoot Falcon? Law: No. This is just a preliminary hearing. General Hawk: Three Joes injured and Serpentor freed by some bizarre new enemy, all because YOU can't follow orders! Your record is a shameful parade of insubordination and gross dereliction of duty. We searched your files in the hopes of finding SOME act of merit to offset the maximum penalty. We found... none! Duke: [stepping down from the gallery] If it please the court, I ask that the defendant be spared. General Hawk: On what grounds? Lt. Falcon: [grabbing Duke's arm] Duke... don't. Duke: [pulls away] I just know that deep inside, there's a Joe worth saving; Falcon is my half-brother. General Hawk: [shock and surprise reverberates through the courtroom] We should confer on this. Duke, you may remove the defendant. [Falcon and Duke step outside] Lt. Falcon: [angrily] Don't do me any more favors, "big-brother"! Jinx: Falcon! Duke's just trying to help! Lt. Falcon: How? By busting my chops every chance he gets? Duke: I promised our mother I would keep an eye on him. Maybe I shouldn't have taken the job. [Falcon clenches his fist] Tunnel Rat: He did the crime, he oughta do the time! Big Lob: Now *you* might get penalized for his screw-up! Lt. Falcon: Hey! Nobody's going to take the fall for me! I don't need your help! [grabs Duke by the shoulders] Lt. Falcon: STAY OUT OF MY LIFE! Low Light: [door hisses open] Showtime! General Hawk: [inside the courtroom] Lt. Falcon, it is the judgment of this tribunal that you *not* be turned over for Court Martial. [Falcon and Duke express surprise] General Hawk: However, you still must answer for the severity of the charges against you. Falcon, you're going to learn what it means to be a Joe even if it kills you. I'm sending you to The Slaughterhouse! [bangs gavel] Thrasher: [after seeing catching one of the Joes in the river] Hello, Hello, Hello Thrasher, Law: Adios, Adios, Adios [punches him in the face] |
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