Prologue
(Opening shot: a fast overhead pan across an expanse of calm water. It is daytime. The shadow of the T-Ship casts itself over the surface after a moment, and the craft itself descends into view to fly low. Zoom in.)
Beast Boy: (from inside) Finally. (Cut to him in the center cockpit.) After months of fighting the Brotherhood of Evil, we're heading back to the Tower.
(A thought balloon appears over his head, showing his "Super Deformed" self in the operations center of Titans Tower and amusing himself with the game he mentions.)
Beast Boy: First I'll play Mega-Monkeys 4.2, then I'll eat a tofu burger. Or maybe I'll eat a tofu burger, then play Mega-Monkeys 4.2. Or I could eat a tofu burger while playing Mega-Monkeys 4.2.
(On the first sentence, SD Beast Boy drops the control and picks up his favorite chow; the monkey he was controlling falls flat on its face. On the second, it whacks him over the head, causing him to bite his tongue, and screeches angrily. On the third, he leaps through the screen and starts brawling with the primate, which jumps clear after a moment and swipes the burger.)
***The notation "headset" will be used to denote lines heard over the T-Ship's communications system.***
Robin: (headset) Sorry, Beast Boy...
(These words end the daydream in a flash; the balloon disappears in favor of SD Robin.)
Robin: (headset) ...but that tofu burger will have to wait. (Cut to him at the helm.) We've got one last mission before we can go home.
(He presses a button; cut to a close-up of a control panel hatch, which flips open so a communicator can be slid out. Pull back to show it in Beast Boy's cockpit and getting a bit of puzzled scrutiny. During the next line, cut to Cyborg, Raven, and Starfire in turn, each being presented with a spare device in like manner.)
Robin: (headset) The Brotherhood of Evil is targeting young heroes. (Back to him.) There are still others who need to be warned.
Beast Boy: (picking his up) Haven't we already given these things to everyone we know? Titans East have them, Kole, Gnarrk, Kid Flash, Tramm the fish-boy, the Russian dude-
(As he mentions each recipient, a photograph showing him/her appears by his head. Notes: only the hands of Más and Menos are in view on the Titans East photo; Kole flashes a V-for-Victory hand sign; Gnarrk tastes his comm; "the Russian dude" is Red Star, sitting on his laser-equipped snowmobile and wearing his star-emblazoned coat and hat.)
Robin: (headset) Not everyone. (The photos slide down o.c; cut to him.) Your coordinates have been programmed into your pods.
(Exterior of the T-Ship.)
Robin: (headset) We'll meet back here once they're delivered and fly home together. (Back to Beast Boy, twirling the comm on one finger.)
Beast Boy: Can't we just send them a letter instead? (He fumbles and bends over to get it.)
Robin: (headset) If we split up, we can get this done faster. (Cut to Cyborg, at the stern.)
Cyborg: And the faster we finish, the faster we can go home.
Beast Boy: (straightening up) Maybe it's better if we stick together. I-I've been fighting those guys most of my life, and I'm telling you, you can never underestimate the Brotherhood of Evil's evilness.
Robin: This is the best way.
Starfire: Robin is correct. I wish to make with the haste so I can see Silkie.
(A mental picture of the happy little larva winks into being by her head on this line; after she finishes, pull back to put Raven in the fore, riding port. Starfire is at starboard.)
Raven: Let's just get this over with.
Robin: Once all the Titans and honorary Titans around the globe are connected, we'll be ready. (holding up his comm) Anything goes wrong, I'm just a call away.
(Back to Beast Boy, clearly not convinced of the merits of Robin's idea; he blows out a visible, annoyed sigh.)
Robin: (headset) Titans! (Close-up of a button as he presses it.) Separate!
(Pan to a small world map on the control panel. A cluster of triangles glows in the Pacific Ocean, well to the west of South America, and it splits into five separately traveling marks to represent the T-Ship's separation. In an overhead view of the vessel, light traces along the seams where the bow connects to the rest of it and Robin is driven free before lifting off. Starfire peels off next, then Raven, each section unfolding a pair of wings and rocketing away. The last break is between the central section and the stern, which sends Cyborg off into the wild blue yonder and leaves Beast Boy gazing worriedly after his departing comrades. Uncertainty gives way to resolve as he leans toward his controls; cut to an overhead view of his section, which pops out two pairs of small wings and climbs sharply up past the camera.)
(Close-up of the five triangular marks on the map. The next voice tells us, though, that this is not Robin's control panel, but somewhere considerably more sinister-the Brotherhood's Paris hideout. On the start of this line, pull back to show the speaker studying the wall-to-wall world map, with Monsieur Mallah eyeing something just o.c.)
Brain: Our young Titans are spreading out far and wide.
(The giant gorilla lifts one hand into view, revealing a white chess pawn in the fingers, and brings it down again. As in "Trust," there is a game in progress. Head-on view of the two, tracking slowly around.)
Brain: But that will not save them.
(Now Mallah sets down a black pawn. Cut to a close-up of the chessboard as he places this piece on its square to complete the starting layout, then tilt up to his face as he speaks.)
Mallah: Soon, they will join our collection.
(He looks across the room on the end of this, and the camera shifts to bring the object of his attention into frame: an elevated platform at the other side of the black-and-white checkerboard floor. Two dim outlines stand atop it, frozen in some terrible struggle, and after a short pause, a spotlight comes up on each to reveal them as Wildebeest and Hot Spot. The latter has extinguished himself, so that he appears as a normal teenager; both are tinted blue head to toe, reflecting the Brotherhood's successful captures in "Trust." Cut to a slow pan across these two.)
Brain: (from o.c.) Hot Spot, Wildebeest...one by one, your young friends will fall.
(Cut to it on the end of this, then tilt down to the chessboard in front of it on the next line. It is positioned behind the black pieces.)
Brain: Shall we play a game?
(Fade to black.)
OPENING THEME