Very few escape my grasp. Even in death, my powers continue... Captain Sternn and B-17 (Heavy Metal, 1981)

Someone always finds me.
- Are you Captain Lincoln Sternn?
- I am.
Lincoln Sternn, you stand accused
of counts of murder.
counts of armed theft
of Federation property.

counts of piracy.
counts of fraud.
counts of rape.
And one moving violation.
How do you plead?
Not guilty.
- Not guilty? Are you nuts?
- It is okay. I have an angle.
Call the first witness!
He has got you cold! You are
as guilty as a cat in a goldfish bowl.
The prosecution calls
Hanover Fiste!

Change the plea to guilty.
- Throw yourself on the court's mercy.
- I told you, I have an angle.
We can only hope to bury you in secrecy
so your grave is not violated.
- Plead guilty!
- Shut up. I have a angle.

- What angle?!
- Him.
- State your name for the record.
- I am Hanover Fiste.
Do you know the defendant?
Yes, I know Captain Sternn.
He is most kind and generous.
I promised him zulaks
to testify on my behalf.

He is a cup overflowing with
the cream of human goodness.
I have never known him
to do anything immoral.
See?
Unless maybe
the Preschooler's Prostitute Ring.

And he has never done
anything illegal.
Unless you count all the times
he sold dope disguised as a nun.
He has always been a good,
law-abiding citizen ...
Give me a break!

... of the Federation ...
Shut up! Shut up!
A community-conscious individual.
Sternn?! He is just a low-down, -
- double-dealing, backstabbing,
larcenous, perverted worm!
Hanging is too good for him!

Burning is too good for him!
He should be torn into little pieces
and buried alive!
I will kill him! Kill!!
Kill!!
Hanover, take it easy.
I am sure we can talk this over.

Good. I lost him.
Sternn!
Okay, Hanover,
you have had this coming.
Thirty-three, thirty-four,
thirty-five thousand zulaks.
- Thank you, Hanover.

- It was nothing, boss.
- And Hanover ...
- Yes?
Goodbye.





Very few escape my grasp.
Even in death,
my powers continue.