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[airplane engine rumbling]

♪ Supercar ♪

♪ With beauty and grace, as swift as can be ♪

♪ Watch it flying through the air ♪

♪ It travels in space or under the sea ♪

♪ And it can journey anywhere ♪

♪ Supercar ♪

♪ It travels on land or roams the skies ♪

♪ Through the heavens' stormy rage ♪

♪ It's Mercury-manned, and everyone cries ♪

♪ It's the marvel of the age ♪

♪ Supercar ♪

♪ Supercar ♪

[loud booming]

[dramatic music]

[bouncy music]

- Hey Mitch.

Where are you Mitch?

Now come on out Mitch.

I know you're hiding someplace.

[Mitch groaning]

Now Mitch, you should know better

than to get behind the jet,

even in play.

Now come on out now.

Before the professor sees you.

- So these are modified turbo deflector mounting

makes just the difference to the thrust on changeover.

- Yes satisfactory. Most satisfactory.

- And it will reduce physical stresses on you Mike.

- Great, it gets kind of worrisome

being slapped back in your seat all the time.

- Professor.

- Now on, it would be like riding on air.

- Well surely that's just what it is.

- Hey professor, there's something wrong with Mitch.

- Not now Jimmy.

- Yeah but he's down behind the jet

and I can't make him move.

- Come on then.

- [Mike] He's just playing hard-to-get.

- I don't think he's playing at all.

- What do you mean Doc.?

- Irregular breathing, muscular restlessness.

I fear he's sick.

[groaning]

- Oh Mitch.

- Is it serious?

- Hmm in my opinion he needs immediate attention.

I hope it's not too late.

- How bad is he professor?

I just gotta know.

- Well we'll know in a moment Jimmy.

Dr. Beaker is having a word with Mr. Hardwick, the vet.

- Mitch will be okay Jimmy, you'll see.

- Gee, I sure hope so.

[Mitch groaning]

It's all right Mitch.

We'll look after you.

You just lie still now.

- Well I've seen Mr. Hardwick off.

- What did he say?

- Well I fear he's not very knowledgeable on the subject.

I suppose for the man more conversant

with cattle and dogs and horses,

that's only to be expected.

- Yeah but what's he gonna do?

- Well for the time being

he suggests this antipyretic here to fight the fever.

- You think it will work?

- It certainly can do no harm.

Meanwhile he would be researching into

some standard work on therapeutics

to see what more can be done.

- But what do we do if he can't help?

- Then we'll just have to nurse Mitch ourselves,

won't we Doctor?

Doctor?

What has happened to Doctor Beaker?

- Hmm.

P...

P-L-A,

placentalia,

plagihedral,

plasmodium.

Mm-hmm.

Yes curious, most curious.

- [Mike] Hey Doc, are you in there?

- Yes come in.

Did you know Mike that plasmodium

is the name given to certain parasitic organisms

found in the blood of patients

with quartan and tertian auge?

- Well actually I didn't know.

- According to Dr. Sharma,

the monkeys of the Amazon basin

are susceptible to an illness

called by the natives he who sleeps.

Commencing with a feverish restlessness

and giving way to an apathetic

semi-comatose state.

- Well that sounds like Mitch, especially the fever part.

- It goes on to say,

the monkeys are sometimes seen to cure themselves

by eating during their wakeful moments

the leaves of the jungle plant known in the local tongue

as t'logi.

- Look, there's a picture.

Rather pretty don't you think?

- Yeah, well let's go get some.

- Get some?

Some t'logi plant?

- You got a better idea?

- Well since you pressed the point.

Hmm, yeah, no.

- He's sleeping I guess.

- I reckon that's the comatose state

like you said Doc.

- I fear so.

- Then I'll be on my way.

You don't mind if I borrow the Supercar, do you professor?

- Borrow Supercar?

- Mike has volunteered to obtain a herbal remedy

in the form of the t'logi plant

plant from the Amazon.

- The Amazon?

- Yeah I know it sounds kind of crazy.

But look at it this way.

Mitch is one of the outfit and he's sick.

Maybe this is a little further than the corner drugstore

but that's what Supercar's for.

- Yes, of course you are right Mike

but are you sure you'll be able to find this plant?

- Let him try professor.

Please for Mitch's sake.

- I'm sure we'll find the plant professor

because, uh hmm, I shall go with Mike.

- You sure you want to Doctor Beaker?

I'll be glad to have you along of course.

- It would be better if I come along.

You are a pilot and I am a scientist.

And I shall be able to select those areas

where the plant is most likely to be found.

- Well, you just got yourself a job Doctor Beaker.

What do you say professor?

Is that okay with you?

- Of course, you are right.

And I will start preparing Supercar

for takeoff in half an hour.

- Great professor.

Come on Doctor Beaker.

We'd better rigged out.

- Hear that Mitch?

They're gonna get you some medicine.

You're gonna be okay.

- Engines charging Mike.

Interlock on, ready to fire.

- Ready it is. Fire one.

[engine booming]

All right Doctor Beaker.

Not nervous are you?

- My interior feels the tension

symptomatic of a flowing excitement.

- Well good for you.

Fire two.

[engine booming]

- All's firing steady Mike.

How's Doctor Beaker?

- He's fine professor.

Open up the roof doors and we'll take off.

- Roof doors.

[dramatic music]

Open.

- Ready Doctor Beaker?

South America, here we come.

- Mitch.

You awake Mitch?

[groaing]

Now don't you worry Mitch.

Mike and Doctor Beaker'll be back in next to no time.

You'll soon be well again.

[groaning]

Meantime, you'd better have some of this anti-pi,

whatever it is that Doctor Hardwick left.

[squealing]

Yeah I know it tastes awful.

But it'll help 'til they get back with this plant thing.

Oh, come on Mitch.

Try and drink some just to please me.

- Base to Supercar.

Are you receiving me Mike?

What is your course and speed?

- Supercar to base.

Air speed 600 knots, altitude 5,000 feet.

Course 170.

How do you like flying in the Supercar Doc.?

- Well I felt on takeoff that my cardiac organ

had temporarily altered it's location.

- You mean your heart was in your mouth?

- Precisely.

However the acclimatization period

was but short in duration.

- You're okay now?

- Indeed, I am enjoying all the sensations

concomitant with high speed air travel.

I should come with you more frequently in future.

- Well you'll sure be welcome.

Calling base. Switching on video plan.

[beeping]

- Roger. I have your position.

What is your estimated time of arrival?

- Don't know for sure professor.

There's an awful lot of jungle down where we're headed.

What do you think Doctor Beaker?

When'll we get there?

- It will be difficult to say Mike.

We had better steer for the outer reaches

of the Amazon River.

After that, it will depend upon our finding

a suitable landing point.

- Calling base.

You read my present position professor?

- I read you.

- Doctor Beaker thinks it's about time

we went down for a closer look.

Descending to 1,000 feet.

How does it look to you down there?

- It would be almost guesswork Mike,

but I should think that we could

try to land somewhere around here.

And I ought to warn you

that unless we are extremely fortunate,

the terrain is liable to be very damp.

- Roger, Doctor.

We'll see what we can find.

Calling base.

I'm looking for a place to set down.

- Good luck both of you.

Try to keep radio contact at least until you land.

- Will do.

Now selecting vertical flight.

[plane engine roaring]

- How is he, Jimmy?

- Gee, professor, I don't know.

I was just trying to get him to take his medicine

and he just went to sleep on me.

- That's how Doctor Beaker said it would be.

More sleeping than waking.

- He's not gonna die is he?

- Well Jimmy, you've seen enough of science in action

to know that we never can be 100% sure of anything.

But with Mike and Doctor Beaker and Supercar on his side,

Mitch stands the best possible chance of pulling through.

- I sure hope so.

- Anyways, they've landed safely

and it's only a matter of time

before they find this t'logi plant.

We must be patient.

[bouncy music]

- Well what do you think Doctor Beaker?

- Satisfactory.

Most satisfactory.

Not too much moisture in the air or the soil.

Good landing spot Mike.

Really, very good.

- Yeah but is it the sorta place

you'd expect to find your plant?

- It's more than possible.

As I recall, the t'logi plant itself

grows in the forks of tree trunks

and therefore should not be too difficult to recognize.

I suggest we commence our search

with the utmost dispatch.

[dramatic music]

[bouncy music]

Curious.

Most curious.

This stump has been severed.

As if a path had been cut through the jungle.

- Yeah, it's funny too.

I get the feeling we're being watched.

[dramatic music]

You're dead right, Doc. Look over there.

[speaking foreign language]

- Good. I am most gratified.

- [Mike] That spear doesn't look particularly gratifying.

- It is not the warrior gentleman

with whom we are immediately concerned.

It is his partner whose facial patterns,

if I read them correctly,

proclaim him the tribal priest or local medicine man.

- So?

- Well there is no person more likely

to know the habitat of the t'logi plant

than the medicine man.

I shall approach him and show him this.

- Hey, hold on. You can't just...

Oh, nevermind.

I guess I'd better keep an eye on him.

- t'logi.

Can you help us?

[speaking foreign language]

It is a plant.

- Come on Doc, let's get out of here.

[speaking foreign language]

- No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

In tree.

Understand?

- Too late.

I reckon we can consider ourselves surrounded.

Well so much for the problems

of communication between civilizations.

- Yes, we have not yet succeeded

in getting through to them have we?

- You can say that again.

- Did you notice that arrow I wonder?

- How could I help noticing it?

It missed me by inches.

- Curious. Most curious.

The markings on that arrow.

And indeed the dress designs of these people

lead me to conclude that they are of the Chuwaka tribe.

I did not know they still existed.

- Chuwakas huh?

Doesn't mean a thing to me, Doc.

- But it means a great deal Mike.

I am sure most scientists believe the tribe extinct.

But to find them very much alive here,

in the 20th century, most interesting.

They must be the last surviving

headhunters on this continent.

- You mean, they collect heads?

Human heads?

- Purely for ornament.

[dramatic music]

Hmm, rapid symmetrical.

Clever people, these Chuwakas.

I shall write a thesis on these people when we get home.

- If we get home.

Hey, here comes the big chief again.

[speaking foreign language]

Wonder what's up now?

- Perhaps they wish to converse.

- Yeah, maybe.

Or maybe they're checking our size in hats.

t'logi.

Yes?

[speaking foreign language]

- Looks like t'logi no.

- Gee professor, I'm not too happy

about leaving Mitch alone.

- There's nothing you can do

while he's still sleeping Jimmy.

It's better to give yourself a break.

That's why I asked you to keep radio watch with me.

- And there's no news yet from Supercar.

Aren't you worried professor?

- I'm not worried exactly Jimmy

but they have been gone a long time.

I would have expected them to have made

radio contact with us by now.

- There's one thing that keeps me happy Doctor Beaker.

It's your head they seem to be interested in and not mine.

- Do you really think so?

- Well if I got the grips

of that last bit of conversation, yes.

- Well that's an interesting line of speculation Mike.

I wonder if you're right.

- One of us has got to try and sneak back to the Supercar.

- Oh I think that had better be you Mike.

- Yeah I think so too Doctor Beaker

and I'll tell you why.

First, I'm probably better at running

so I stand a better chance at dodging an arrow.

Now my idea is to get back to Supercar

and bring her over here.

And maybe we can impress

these hand fanciers so much they'll let you go.

- Good Mike. That's a very sound idea.

- Roger.

Though you're taking more of a risk than I am, Doc.

If they come back and find me gone--

- Look, let us stop being theoretical Mike.

The quicker you are off,

the less chance there is of that happening.

And since the walls are only woven

I suggest you pick your own exit.

- I reckon here is a good of place as any.

I should be able to get out on this side

without either of them seeing me.

So long Doctor Beaker.

I'll see you in about half and hour

if all goes well. - What is the phrase?

Roger, pilot.

[bouncy music]

- Well, so far so good I guess.

- Try them again, professor.

They can't have been gone this long.

- I don't know Jimmy.

I'm beginning to wonder

whether the radio system may not have broken down.

- Have another try professor, please.

Gee, I don't know whether Mitch will last out.

- Base to Supercar.

Are you receiving me?

Base to Supercar.

Are you receiving me, over?

Ah, nothing.

I don't understand it.

- Supercar to base. Supercar to base, Mike here.

Do you read me? - Base to Supercar.

Hello Mike, we read you. - Mike.

Are you all right?

- Sure I am. Now how's Mitch?

- Not too good I'm afraid.

Where have you been Mike? We've been worrying.

- Now hear this Professor.

We've been captured by a tribe of headhunters.

And they've still got Doctor Beaker.

Right now I need some good advice.

- All right Mike. What is it you want to know?

- They put us in a hut.

I managed to get out and come back here.

And I reckon on taking Supercar back

to scare the living daylights out of them.

- Yes Mike, sounds a good idea.

How can we help?

- Can you think up any way

that I can throw a real good scare into them?

I thought if I made a low pass over them

it might do the trick.

But I've gotta pick up Doctor Beaker too.

- Yes, that is not so easy.

If you land and they see that it is you flying Supercar,

they might not be so impressed.

- I'll tell you the truth professor.

They don't seem to be very impressed with me anyway.

It's Doctor Beaker they really go for.

At least his head. - I see, now listen Mike.

You know how to use the auxiliary power plan

on Supercar, do you? - Sure I do, why?

- Well I have a plan.

- I'm so sorry but my colleague

had to step out for a moment.

He'll be back shortly, I sincerely hope.

[speaking foreign language]

- Right professor, I get ya.

It oughta work.

- It's got to work professor.

- Well it is dangerous remember.

Supercar carries a lot of flammable fuel on board.

But it is worth trying.

Hello Mike. - [Mike] Yes professor?

- If you switch on clear view to intercom

maybe we can see what is happening

and give you advice on the spot.

- Good idea. [drums beating]

- But I assure you my dear sirs,

all I require is your cooperation for a short while.

I want some specifics of this plant.

- Calling base.

Okay professor let's get started.

I can hear a drum.

I don't know what it means

but I don't aim to wait and find out.

- Ready when you are Mike.

- Clear view first then.

Switching to intercom, forward vision.

[static]

[beeping]

- Is that where he is professor?

- That's right Jimmy.

- Supercar to base.

Energizing standby power supplies now.

What sort of power do you think

this plant will push out professor?

- Oh about half a megawatt Mike.

So treat it with respect.

- You call what we're doing

treating it with respect professor?

I call it a destruction test.

Nevermind. It's all in a good cause.

Preparing for take off.

Charging port engine.

Charging starboard.

Okay, fire one.

[engine booming]

- Did you hear that?

I said did you hear that?

You're in a trance.

Most interesting.

Oh do stop that swaying.

You're making me feel quite seasick.

- Fire two.

[engine booming]

- She's not lifting Mike.

- I reckon the ground's a bit soggy from the waterfall.

Dry out in a minute.

- Be careful Mike.

- You ain't seen nothin' yet.

Full power both engines.

[engine hissing]

That's done it.

Now for your little idea professor.

- Now don't forget Mike,

only the shortest possible contact

or you'll blow every fuse in the car.

- It probably will anyway.

And what about the aerials?

Oh, nevermind.

I'm plugging them into the auxiliary outlet now.

I wish I had three hands.

[buzzing] [booming]

Well if that doesn't do it, nothing will.

- I wonder what Mike is up to.

In any case it will be a pity

to miss any chance of impressing these gentlemen.

[buzzing]

[booming]

- I don't know how many more of these

this power system can stand.

Better save my powder for the next one.

Hey professor, is there any way I can make a lot of smoke?

- Well you can try running engines

on take off mixture instead of normal.

- Well sure I could.

That's it, rich it is.

I reckon we can convince them now.

Doctor Beaker here we come.

- Oh great spirits of the forest.

Oh my goodness me, what superstitious nonsense.

Bring your fires to my command.

Trickery and mumbo-jumbo.

Oh spirits of the forest,

send your devils to speak with me.

Come hither [speaking foreign language].

It is I, Beaker, the wise, the powerful.

I say, that was a jolly good one.

[speaking foreign language]

- I'm putting down now professor.

And it's working just great.

[plane engine roaring]

- Well, now I have succeeded in uh,

capturing your attention,

perhaps we could have a little service around here.

t'logi and make it snappy.

- It's worked.

- They suddenly are anxious to help.

- Very well gentlemen,

I shall accept your offering

and on this occasion, stay my wrath.

But let us behave ourselves in future

or I shall return in my sky chariot and wise you up.

[monkey hollering]

Well, that seems to have done the trick.

- Sure has. Given him new life.

- Gee, I don't know what we'd have done

without you Doctor Beaker.

And Mike and Supercar.

Say thanks, Mitch.

[monkey hollering wildly]

- Well, it'll be like old times

to have Mitch scampering about in the workshop again.

Remind me to keep my laboratory door shut.

Subtitles: Kilo

♪ Supercar

♪ Supercar

♪ With beauty and grace

♪ As swift as can be

♪ Watch it flying through the air ♪

♪ It travels in space

♪ Or under the sea

♪ And it can journey anywhere

♪ Supercar

♪ Supercar

♪ It travels on land

♪ Or roams the skies

♪ To the heavens stormy rage

♪ It's mercury-manned

♪ And everyone cries

♪ It's the marvel of the age

♪ Supercar

♪ Supercar

♪ Supercar