Zentraedi, the race of giants...
A warlike race ignorant of culture, created by the Protoculture in ancient times.
Looking back, the transforming fighter crafts, the Variable Fighter series...
...were developed in anticipation of encounters and combat with them, the giant race.
After the unfortunate meeting which pushed Humanity to the brink of extinction,
they eventually made peace with the Humans...
...and today, the races walk together as companions.
It is said the bridge between them was the song of one songstress.
Sorry, Nana-chan.
What's wrong?
Your mind's been wandering all day.
I did it! I did it!
Hey-
Ranka-san!
What?
You certainly did!
I did it!
Congratulations on passing the Miss Macross Frontier preliminary audition, Ranka-san!
Congratulations on dying for the twenty-fifth time,
Princess Alto.
Then 25 laps around the hangar.
If you activate the x-gear's power, I'll double that.
I won't forget this...
MICHAEL!
That's "Lieutenant, Sir" to you.
Plus one more lap!
Dammit...
That's the new kid, right?
Correct.
Currently seventeen years old.
Oooh!
He's like a total...
Hottie!
You're such a scoundrel, Michel-senpai.
Huh?
The simulator's difficulty setting.
Well, he'd pass it right away on normal.
The setting was just right for giving his humongous ego a bloody nose.
What's that giggle about?
Oh, I was just thinking how right you are.
Hey, listen to this, Alto-kun!
I passed the preliminaries for Miss Macross!
I had nothing to lose, but I'm glad I entered.
It's all thanks to you, Alto-kun.
Useless bastard!
So, okay, the main contest is this Sunday.
Please, come watch.
Then I'll be able to face it.
Oh geez...
Ah ha...
How does he know Ranka-san...
Isn't it more surprising that Ranka-chan's going for Miss Macross?
I heard that from Nanase-san.
Oh!
But you have to keep it a secret from the Squad Leader.
No duh!
If he were to find out-
What's a secret?
N-No, Sir!
It is nothing.
So how's the new kid?
Yes, Sir, as you can see...
So what do you think...
...as the ones who opposed his enlistment the most?
Well, I did say such things,
but he does have skill... this little Princess.
Then I guess we should get to it.
Practical exam is this Sunday, 1200 hours!
What?
That day is the Miss Macr-
Huh?
Maybe it's tradition or whatever, but you really wanna see such a lowbrow event?
Oh no, not in the least!
I can't figure what's going through the minds of the girls parading themselves at those things.
Absolutely.
Miss Macross Frontier!
Being held today with special guest, Sheryl Nome!
I'm... starting to get the feeling I'm really out of place...
Oh, if it isn't Nanase.
Last I saw you at the Junior Cup, wasn't it?
Don't tell me you're competing today...
No, I'm accompanying my friend.
Good luck.
It's all right!
Size isn't what matters!
Because you're cute!
Okay, give it your best!
If you're not using it, would you move, please?
I'm sorry.
I've got a zit!
You're standing in my way!
Yes, ma'am!
Want me to call Captain Bobby?
You tell that freak bastard,
if he tries that again, he's not getting away alive!
Getting screwed with is part of a new guy's job.
So? Making yourself pretty for a date?
No, I have a promise to keep...
...out of obligation.
You could even call it a duty.
Well, go have a good time,
Princess.
Ozma Lee entering.
How's he turning out?
Fifty on our guys.
I'll take that bet.
As enchanting as ever!
I should expect nothing less from the 8th Miss Macross runner-up, Miss Catherine.
That was a long time ago.
I know I am still young, but I hope to fill my father's panel seat satisfactorily.
Please forgive my tardiness.
Are we the last ones?
One more,
Mr. Saotome still has not...
Saotome?
There really is no hope...
...for me, anyway.
Got mail!
Got-
Oh my, lost your way?
No!
I-
Then hurry on.
This is the gateway to your dreams.
But you've only just set foot on the stairway.
If you want to chase after me, don't hesitate...
Keep coming.
Yes!
Now, we hereby commence the 12th annual Miss Macross Frontier pageant!
All right!
I wanted to see Ranka-san's day in the spotlight in person.
That's bull.
I know what you really want to see.
Huh?
It's time.
And now, let's introduce the judges!
Sorry, I'll be right back.
Saotome-kun?
This is Ozma.
Starting now, we're going to conduct your final enlistment test.
I have the day off-
It's mandatory.
You don't have the right to refuse.
The introductions have already begun, so please hurry, Mr. Saotome.
Dad...
What's wrong?
Answer me!
An acquaintance of yours, Sir?
No.
X-gear system, contact!
Practice rounds! Don't make a mistake!
Skull-3 gets electronic warfare equipment.
Long range pack for 2.
Hurry!
Which equipment for Skull-4?
S-Super pack!
Cutting out in the middle of your date?
I'm gonna get this over with and go back!
Skull Squadron, moving out!
That's right.
Get it over with quick.
Just you watch.
Good luck, Skull-4.
Thank you.
Now for the fourth elimination round!
The test consists of a simulated combat.
Our opponent is Pixie Squadron, made up of three Queadlunn-Rea armors.
Queadlunns...
Pixie were the ones assigned to the advanced scouting mission of this space,
so they're quite formidable.
Right, Michel-senpai?
No comment.
Their advanced scouting confirmed that this asteroid field, M-217, was an ancient battlefield for the Zentraedi.
I always thought the military was the one scouting the convoy's planned course.
Procedures for mobilizing the New Federation Military are a hassle,
and the costs are high.
And yet, their morale and level of training are low.
And yet, their fighting spirit and level of training are low.
That's why military providers like us are in demand.
Capitalism at work, huh?
Seven thousand years, just floating here...
Not even allowed to rot...
Three heat sources in range!
They're Queadlunns!
We're both using practice rounds.
Don't lose your nerve, Princess!
Bite me!
Break!
Continuing on, entry number 7.
Miss Ranka Lee!
Um, I'm Ranka Lee.
Please choose me.
Ow...
Ranka-san...
Nene, there's one on your tail!
Now!
Nene!
Aaahh!
Skull-4, one down!
He makes a pretty picture even in a battroid.
Damn fool...
I told him, if you shoot one down, you look for the next right away!
Miss Lee says her talent is singing!
Yes!
Now then, the song she will sing is that legendary number we all know.
All right, take it away!
kyun kyun
Ahh, ahh!
キューンキューン
kyun kyun
Ahh, ahh!
キューンキューン
Watashi no kare wa pilot
My boyfriend is a pilot.
私の彼はパイロット
Kirari hikatte kyuukouka
Twinkle like a star and it's a sudden descent,
キラリ輝って 急降下
GO! to fukashite kyuujoushou
GO, turn the throttle! and it's a sudden climb,
ゴーと噴かして 急上昇
Nagaku o wo hiku hikoukigumo de
Leaving a long tail behind, with those jet trails,
長く尾を引く 飛行機雲で
Ooki na heart ga kasanete futatsu
Two big hearts come together as a pair,
大きなハートが 重ねて二つ
My, what rowdy combat.
Aoi oozora love sign
A Love Sign in the Big Blue Yonder.
青い大空 ラブサイン
Like a certain someone in his youth.
I Love You
You Love Me?
How cute!
So tensed up.
Dakedo kare ttara watashi yori
But darn him cuz instead of me,
だけど彼ったら わたしより
That goes over better in the evaluation.
This is training, you know!
Jibun no hikouki ni o-netsu na no
He's more in a fever about his own plane.
自分の飛行機にお熱なの
kyun kyun
Ahh, ahh!
キューンキューン
kyun kyun
Ahh, ahh!
キューンキューン
Watashi no kare wa pilot
My boyfriend is a pilot.
私の彼はパイロット
Monica's so stiff.
It's just a practice battle-
Defold detected!
It's a Victor!
Why here of all places?!
Vaj...ra...
You know about the wreck of the 117th large-scale survey convoy eleven years ago.
The one where a thousand people died when they got caught in a fold fault, right?
As far as the public is concerned, ya.
But the truth is they...
...were annihilated by Vajra.
Ranka...
...is a survivor of that.
Get your ass out of there!
We've only loaded practice rounds!
You monsters...
You monsters won't...
Dumb bastard!
Alto-senpai!
Stand back, new kid!
We just came off a scouting mission.
And we're carrying live rounds.
Shallow?!
Move!
Eat this!
Alto-senpai!
Geez... Reckless idiot.
Well, quite a cute girl, wouldn't you say?
Yes.
It was even adorable when she stumbled at the end.
What do you think of Ranka-san?
It's not judgement time yet.
I'll reserve my comments.
Chairman.
Yes, what is it?
Continuing on, entry number 9.
Miss Miranda Melin!
You punk, do you understand why we've been given expensive equipment!?
To fight.
To stay alive!
You're lucky you were able to use that antique without blowing your head off.
Zentraedi weapons are first-rate.
No matter how many thousands of years pass, they would never have lame malfunctions!
How's this kid look in your eyes?
He's stupid and reckless,
but his sense isn't bad.
It'll depend on his education from here on.
I appreciate your assistance, Klan Klan.
Now then, Trainee Saotome,
I hereby inform you of the results of your final enlistment exam.
I will announce the results.
This year's Miss Macross Frontier is...
Cheers!
Congratulations.
Now, we'll be together at school and work.
Geez, not a shred of endearing modesty.
Joining the squad like some snotty-nosed brat...
Starting today, you're one of us.
Work your butt off, young man.
Why is there a kid...
I'm not a kid!
I am Captain Klan Klan.
K-Klan?!
When the Captain micronizes, she becomes like that for some reason.
Her genes are awkward, right, Klan?
What was that?!
Just because you've grown a little taller than me, how dare you become so arrogant!
Michel, today I will surely send you to your maker!
Michel!
Whoa!
Halt!
How dare you run, coward!
Sir,
would you like one of Niang Niang's famous tuna buns?
Ranka!
Oh, that's the girl!
The new Miss Macross!
That girl, see?
That's... too bad.
Sorry I couldn't watch 'til the end.
It's okay.
It was hopeless to begin with.
I mean, once I got in front of everyone, I totally panicked, so...
I should've known I couldn't...
M-More importantly, I was so shocked, Alto-kun.
You enlisted in SMS...
But it's such a hard job...
Why would you...
I figured it was my chance.
Your chance?
So, don't you give up either.
There's something you want to tell everyone, isn't there?
Yup.
Save me, Ranka-chan!
Halt, Michel!
Whoa!
Gotcha!
Damn those guys, making me join their merrymaking until morning...
What the hell you doing, bastard?!
Hi.
Alto gets used and abused by Sheryl.
Elsewhere, Ranka searches for Alto,
and the three meet at an unexpected place.
Next time, Star Date.
Song of Palpitations, echo throughout the Galaxy.