What is it?
The controls...
What is this?!
What is the matter?!
Detecting intense D-pulse burst!
All radar systems are whited out!
A D-pulse burst?!
Here, take these.
I don't want to. Those taste gross.
Don't be spoiled.
Fine, I'll take them.
An attack?
No...
This is...
What gives all of a sudden?!
Alto-kun!
There!
A Macross...
...and a first generation one, at that.
NOOOO!!!
I'm sorry... for startling you.
I told you how I don't have a memory of when I was little, right?
Even though I can't remember no matter how hard I try,
sometimes it comes out on its own, and I get like that.
Dissociative amnesia.
In short, compartmentalized memory loss.
Due to post-traumatic stress disorder or other conditions,
recollection of a specific experience becomes impossible.
Basically, it's a type of memory disorder.
Then don't think about it.
You probably forgot it because it's something that doesn't need to be remembered, right?
I guess... that could be.
Sure, it's a waste of time to let the past tie you down.
Again?!
Hey, will we be able to get home?
Don't worry.
It's just that the nav instruments are all whited out,
but they're not broken.
But...
We probably hit some powerful jamming.
Jamming?
Yeah.
He might be the reason.
Do you think there's someone there?
In that ship?
Don't know.
Because of the uprising, surveys of this area haven't progressed this far.
But gosh, it sure is hot...
A little further and...
They said the fold pack in orbit still shows no new signs of usage.
Does that mean...
It means she and Alto got hit by that D-pulse burst on the surface of this planet.
At best, an emergency landing.
At worst...
Alto...
What's wrong?
I ran a check.
It's safe as long as you don't drink it.
Ah, not that.
Just that... I thought it's like the time we first met.
You were the one who got drenched that time.
You really are a box of surprises.
When I first met you, you were always saying, "...the likes of me..."
I didn't know if you were cowardly or bold...
You've got heart, I tell ya.
B-B-But that's...
If I have gotten a little more courage since then,
it's thanks to you, Alto-kun.
Because you were with me...
You always protected me...
When I was hesitated, you gave me a push...
That's why...
A-Anyway, we can't waste time.
We'd better get back and investigate that ship.
You ready?
Yup.
Don't worry. I'll make sure you're in time for the concert.
Thanks.
But could you just wait for one second?
What's the matter?
Um... it's...
I don't know what might be living here.
If it's really important, I'll go with-
ABSOLUTELY NOT!
Jerk!
Geez...
If she needed the toilet, she could've just said so...
Ranka?!
Ranka!
Contact from Gallia IV has stopped?!
Yes.
Notice of Warrant Officer Alto taking off with Ranka was the last word.
Isn't there any way to ascertain the facts?
Oh yeah, what about new model fold pack that Michel used?!
Impossible.
That was a huge risk to take.
For Luca, too.
There won't be a second time.
You've taken quite daring actions,
Luca Angelloni-kun.
As special advisor to L.A.I. technological development, I determined it was best.
The reason I am with SMS...
...is to collect experimental data and evaluate capabilities of new craft and weapons those of you in the New U.N. military cannot.
This action falls within what is best for that purpose.
I see.
You care deeply for your friends.
But that friendly goodwill has involved a civilian girl in a dangerous incident.
Furthermore, it threatens the relationship between L.A.I. and the government.
What do you say to that?
That is...
Ranka-san...
You're worried, too?
Of course you are.
You're not serious, are you?
You can't stop me.
My fever's already gone.
To think I was still sick just yesterday... it feels like an illusion.
I'm sure it does.
By the way, does Grace know about this?
If you tell on me, I'll kill you.
They've taken countermeasures against that whatchamacallit burst thingy, right?
If you're still scared, just stay and wait.
I learned at school, so I can pilot, too.
Woman's pride?
For your information, I just hate when there's something a person can do and they don't do it!
You just can't admit it...
Silence!
We're going!
And Ranka-chan...
There's nothing but stubborn women surrounding him.
Guess I'm not one to talk.
Hey! Sheryl!
You tryin' to smash my bird to pieces?!
Macross class, hull number 04... the Global?
Flagship of the 117th survey convoy?!
It can't be...
You know about the wreck of the 117th large-scale survey convoy eleven years ago.
Ranka...
...is a survivor of that.
NOOOO!!!
Ranka!
That girl is in the nest?
Faint fold wave confirmed.
The pattern matched.
Very well.
Reorder command priorities.
Capture of Ranka Lee to second.
However, in the event that hinders our original objective, ignore her.
But that girl...
It is a subject for observation, but its existence is still nothing more than hypothetical.
Things would be different if its value is proven in the course of events,
but it isn't top priority.
Next, I will begin preparing to mobilize the Remation Eater.
That is all.
Understood.
That little cutie is an alien!
Alien!
Ranka.
If you can hear me, respond!
Ranka!
No response, huh...
117th survey convoy...
This ship was supposed to have been defeated by the Vajra and destroyed... So why...
This is...
...a research lab?
It's been erased.
And very recently.
A Vajra specimen?!
Why in a place like this?
Ran...ka?
Why am I so preoccupied... with that girl...
I love this song.
Hey, is it a song of Earth?
No, it's not.
This song is...
Mommy...
Eggs?
What is this place?
How far does this damn thing go...
A pit?
It's deep...
A..to-ku.. Ca...ou he..r me?
A..to-ku..!
Ranka!
You okay?!
Alto-kun!
Where are you now?
Um... some wide open cave-like place...
With lots of eggs...
The transmission source is...
420 meters below here!
Ranka, I'm coming now!
Don't you move!
Thank you, Alto-kun.
Ranka...
RANKA!!!
Save me...
You're saving me?
That bird?!
Ranka!
Ranka!!!
Alto-kun!
Ranka!
Ranka.
Alto-kun...
I'm get you out now.
It's too hard...
Alto-kun!
Ranka...
Ranka!
What?!
The Macross...
Finally, it's waking up.
The jamming's gone.
It's working!
What?!
What the hell are you, you damn monster?!
There's more!
So that's how you increase your numbers, huh, you damn Vajra!?!
Ranka...
I'll save you no matter what!
Don't get in my way!
Ranka's inside that thing!
Who the hell are you?!?!
Every goddamn time...
All right!!!
What?!
You are unfit to be near that girl.
What?!
Bingo!
Alto, you'd better be thankful.
You guys...
Is Ranka-chan with you?
She got taken!
Taken?!
By the ship at your 5 o'clock, the BIG one!!!
What the hell is that big mother...
The Vajra's mothership!
I'll take this other Valkyrie!
So I'm counting on you!
Save Ranka for me!!!
Understood.
We'll do it somehow.
You just keep him tied up or die trying!
Sheryl...
What an understanding woman.
I think I'm in love.
I have.
Gimme a break!
All right, I'll settle this quick and-
Crap!
Showdown.
Time's up.
I'm detonating the Remation Eater.
Purple-1, return to base promptly...
...and continue to follow my orders in the future.
Understood.
The death of the Galactic Nymph and the annihilation of the vanguard battalion...
Hatred will burn in its infernal glory...
The fold communication waves will be their roadsign.
Good luck to you,
people of Frontier.
Mayday!
This is Forward Base 33!
An unexplained fold fault has appeared!
Please send immediate-
AAAAHHHH!!!
Yakh...
DECULTURE!!!
That can't be!
Wh-What the hell is that?!
Alto!
The planet!
The planet...
The planet is being swallowed...
Dammit...
DAMMMMIIITTTT!!!!!!
It's catching up!
I know!
Fold piggy-back!
NO WAY I'M DYING IN A PLACE LIKE THIS!!!
The Vajra attack the Frontier Convoy.
On the battlefield where life and death intertwine,
the wishes of the people will dart across the sky.
Next time,
Mother's Lullaby.
Song of Eternity, echo throughout the Galaxy.