Summit Meeting

Keith: The villagers are sleeping quietly.

Coran: [sinks into his chair and spins it to face the sofa] They feel secure with Voltron standing guard.

Lance: Well, they should!

Keith: *I* don't feel that secure.

Coran: I know. With all the leaders meeting here in one place, it's a great temptation for Zarkon to strike a massive blow.

Hunk: Why don't we hit him first?

Lance: We're a defense-force.

Coran: We can't resort to aggression. We'll maintain a round-the-clock vigil, until he makes a move and then we'll counter. That's the best we can do.

[coughs twice]

Coran: My greatest concern is the Princess. I promised her father I'd protect her with my life; it's coming to that. She insists upon being a member of the Voltron Force. I ought to take her place.

Keith: No way, Chief!

Lance: [stands and points to the wall-chart] We need you here in control. You can interpret what's going on out there better than anybody else in the palace.

Hunk: And you've still got a cold. We can train a substitute.

Pidge: Right. It shouldn't take long. And Allura will understand that being princess is a lot more important.