All language subtitles for Supercar - S1E09 - High Tension

[engine roaring]

♪ Supercar

♪ Super car

♪ 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 ♪

♪ Through the heaven's
stormy rage ♪

♪ It's Mercury manned and
everyone cries ♪

♪ It's the marvel of the age

♪ Supercar

♪ Supercar

Supercar!

[explosion booms]

[slow instrumental music]

[static buzzing]

- Eh well, now.

Have we ordered everything,
I wonder?

Transistors for the Professor,
yes.

Breakfast cereal for Jimmy.

Paint, the PVC wire.

New suspenders for me

and nuts, assorted,
for Mitch yes.

Most satisfactory.

All we have to do now is to take

the out of town couch and--

- Excuse me.
- Certainly.

I mean uh, uh yes?

- My friend and I wish
to reach Bonneville flats

for the speed trial.

Would you perhaps put
us on the right road?

- I beg your pardon.

Bonneville flats,
they're over there.

It's, oh about 300 miles.

- I know that, but the road,
if you would be so very kind.

- Oh, the road.

My dear fellow, why didn't
you say so in the first place?

As a matter fact, if
you would be kind enough

to give me a lift I could
show you part of the way.

- This is going to be
too easy, friend Zarin.

That would indeed be
helpful of you, sir.

- I was going by coach

but I shall delighted to
accompany you.

- Get in then.

[chuckles] That is if
you would care to enter.

Too kind of you, Dr. Beaker.

- My dear fellow, you know me?

- Oh, oh we know you, Dr. Beaker

but it seems you are
too preoccupied

to recognize us.

- Master Spy!

Well, now who's a fool?

- Who indeed? [laughs]

- Professor?
- Yes, Mike.

- I don't know what Dr.
Beaker was doing

to these circuits this morning

but he sure made a mess of them.

- What do you mean?
- There's all sorts of loose wires

hanging around the dashboard.

I can't see what they're for.

Some of them aren't
even properly soldered.

[zapping]
Wow!

- Well if I were you Mike I'd
leave the whole thing alone

until Dr. Beaker comes
back from Carson City.

He shouldn't be long now.

- You could be right.

When the doc gets his
hands on anything

it's better to leave it alone.

- Hey Professor, what's
this switch doing here?

I never saw it before.

- Don't touch it, Jimmy!

I don't know what it does.

- All I know is I don't
want any part of it

until the maestro comes back.

And by the way isn't he
a bit overdue?

- You will excuse my asking.

You're not really going to
Bonneville flats, are you?

- [laughs] No, Dr. Beaker,
since you asked we are not.

We are going to a place
called Green Ghost Wells

of which I doubt you
have ever heard.

- Green Ghost Wells.

Of course, a fascinating
geological formation.

Most fascinating.

- What is this Green
Ghost Wells Master Spy?

You did not speak of it before

and I do not like the
sound of it.

- Not it, friend Zarin, them.

A group of craters in the desert

about 50 mile from here.

- Yes, probably meteoric
in origin, you know.

- Dr. Beaker, we are not here

for you to give us a lecture.

- Oh, then do forgive me,

but just what are we here for?

- To make an exchange, Dr.
Beaker.

Supercar for yourself,
safe and sound.

Otherwise I fear. [laughs]

- But are you sure the plan
will work this time, Master Spy?

- This time it will.

Now return your eyes to
the road, idiot,

and look out for a
telephone booth.

I have [laughs] a call to make.

- Let's leave it at that
for the moment, Professor.

I'll take the Jeep down
to the highway

and see if I can pick Beaker up.

[phone ringing]

- That could be Dr. Beaker now.

Maybe he missed the bus
out from Carson City.

- I'll go and see.
- Well I hope he's here soon.

I'd like to know what all
this new wiring

in the cockpit is for.

- Yeah, and that switch
on the wall over there.

- This is Professor
Popkiss here.

Who is that calling?

- You do not remember my voice,
Professor?

I confess, I am hurt.

No not physically, you fool.

It is I, Master Spy.

- What?
What's that you're saying?

- It is very simple, Professor.

I have Dr. Beaker.

You have Supercar.

We will have a fair exchange.

That is if you do not
want something [laughs]

unpleasant to happen to
the dear doctor.

But wait, I will allow
him to speak to you.

- Hello?
Hello, Beaker?

Beaker, is that you?

- Yes, I'm afraid to say
it's quite true.

We are going for a small
journey to um,

oh now let me see.

Oh yes, Green Ghost Wells.

- That will be enough, Dr.
Beaker.

I wish only to establish
that you are with me

or I could make no bargain.

- Well, there seems to be
little I can do.

Very well.

- Good, I am glad you
are being so sensible.

Now I want you to pay close
attention to my instructions.

- Where's this place you said?

Green Ghost Wells.

Sounds mighty peculiar to me.

- It's a series of deep pits
or craters in the desert

about 70 miles from here.

They were probably
caused by meteors

or perhaps volcanic activity.

- I've got them,
Green Ghost Wells.

Sounds like an old
prospector's claim.

Is there any water in 'em?

- Water, I don't think so.

Just craters I believe.

- I wonder why he
wouldn't say which one.

Anyway let's not waste time.

4:30 he said and it's
nearly three now.

Let's set her up for take-off.

- What are you gonna do, Mike?

- Well I'm not gonna
stand around here talking.

And Professor, get the
police on the phone.

If they've got Beaker,
it's no joke.

- The police!

But Mike, you can't do that.

- You'll see that I have been

too clever for them
this time, friend Zarin.

- I don't see Master Spy.

What is to stop them coming
after us with the police?

- Because, my imbecile friend,

they don't know where we are.

- But excuse me for
interrupting you.

Is that strictly so?

I thought we were going
to Green Ghost Wells.

- Green Ghost Wells.

Green Ghost Wells.

Do you suppose that I am as
thick-headed as Zarin here?

These are pits in the ground,
my friend.

Deep holes, and there
are many of them.

- I'm afraid my dear
fellow that I,

that I still don't follow.

- How do you think they
are to now which one

we are going to, hm?

I did not tell them.

I said only that they would
see a signal from the air

and that if they did not
land immediately

with Supercar and with
nothing else,

[laughs] well let us not
think about that, huh?

- You see Mike, you cannot
lead the police to Beaker

because you won't know
in which pit exactly

Master Spy is hidden until you
see his signal from the air.

I do not think he will be
visible from the ground

and it will take several hours

to search for the right pit.

- And we only have an
hour and a half.

You're right, Professor.

- Gee Mike, does this
mean we're going to

have to give him Supercar
to save Dr. Beaker?

- I'm afraid it's beginning
to look that way, Jimmy.

- Isn't there anything
we can do to stop him?

- You see, there is
nothing they can do

but obey my instructions.

No police, nothing.

You can turn up the road
here, Zarin my friend.

[car rattling]

Be careful friend Zarin,
there is a long way to go yet

and [laughs] I would not
like to damage Dr. Beaker.

That would be, [laughs]
too dishonest.

- Console to pilot.

- I'm here Professor, but
I still hate to give up.

- So do I Mike, but we
haven't got much time.

- You know what?

I think I've got to fly
Supercar straight out

and hand it over nicely
to Master Spy,

but I don't like the idea much.

- If you hate the idea
so much Mike,

we could always fly
her out on the--

- Hey, yes.

- On remote, yeah.

Maybe you got something there,
Professor.

This needs some
careful thinking.

- I don't see how you'd help us,
Mike.

We could fly Supercar
out on the remote control

but what then?

- Now hold, hold on a
minute Professor.

I'm cooking up something.

Maybe we don't fly her
all the way out on remote,

just the last half mile or so.

- You mean we should
put you down somewhere

away from the craters and let
you walk the rest of the way?

- That's right, Professor.

Set me down, take
Supercar off again

controlling her from here.

That'll keep Master Spy's
attention fixed

and I'll sneak up and
get to Beaker.

If I get to him first,
you can take off again

before Master Spy gets
anywhere near.

- That's a good idea, Professor.

Master Spy's sure to be
watching Supercar

coming in to land and
he'll think Mike's in it.

- Hm, I see your plan,
but how will you tell

which crater it is he's got Dr.
Beaker in?

- That's a point Professor,

but let's see when we get there,
huh?

Right now let's get in
the air fast,

if the doc's electric
circuits will let us.

- All right, Mike.

Ready to charge for engine.

[gentle instrumental music]

- If you mean to um,
catch the sun's rays

with that mirror, my
dear fellow,

you've got it pointing
the wrong way.

The sun is over there.

- Ah, thank you Dr. Beaker.

You're help is invaluable.

Though assisting our
illicit enterprise

[chuckles] perhaps lacks a
certain loyalty? [laughs]

[engine revving]

- One engine charging,
coming up nicely.

9,000.

11,000.

13,000.

15,000, steady.

- Interlock on.

- Charging starboard.

Five.

Seven.

Nine.

11.

13.

15,000, steady.

- Interlocks on.

- Fire one.

[engine booming]

Fire two.

[engine booming]

- Ready to go when you are,
Mike.

- Here goes then, full boost.

- [Jimmy] Good luck, Mike.

- Thanks, Jimmy, just as
long as I keep my fingers

away from Dr. Beaker's loose
wires, I'll be all right.

- Right, roof doors open!

[dramatic instrumental music]

[engine whirring]

[exciting instrumental music]

[exciting instrumental music]

Console to pilot,
console to pilot.

- Hello, console.

I'm now at 5,000 feet
heading 275 magnetic,

speed 230 knots, visibility
clear all around.

- Ask him what his plan is,
Professor.

How's he gonna find Master Spy

without being spotted?

- Mike?

You have just 25 minutes left.

How are you going to
identify the crater?

- With Clear-Vu.

I'm climb high up so that
Master Spy can't spot me

and use the telescopic lens.

- But Mike, the air is
absolutely still out there.

He'll hear you!

- Oh no, he won't, because
I'm gonna climb to 30,000 now

and come in over the
craters in a glide.

I'll maintain as much
altitude as I can

while I pinpoint him
and then glide

right down to a landing.

He won't even know I'm there
unless I'm very unlucky.

- Gee Professor, do you
think it'll work?

- I don't know Jimmy,
but it sounds possible.

The only trouble is
that Supercar

doesn't handle very well
with the motors off.

Hello, Mike?

You think you can
control in a glide?

- Sure, don't worry,
climbing now.

[engine roaring]

- Do you hear anything,
friend Zarin?

[Supercar whooshes]
- No, Master Spy.

Indeed, here everything
seems very quiet.

I, I do not like it.

- So because it is
called Green Ghost Wells

you expect a green ghost
to appear? [chuckles]

- [laughs] Not exactly,
Master Spy, but--

- But nothing, you fool.

What we expect is red and
no ghost either.

I tell you that
within 15 minutes

Mr. Mercury will arrive
with Supercar, our Supercar.

[Supercar whooshing]

- Altitude 27,000 feet.

I'd better be careful.

I don't want to leave
a vapor trail.

30,000, leveling off,
cutting throttle.

[engine whirring]

Calling console.
- What is it, Mike?

- You were right, Professor.

This is gonna be rougher
than I thought.

I'm getting hardly any
lift from these stub wings.

[gentle instrumental music]

I'll have to take
her in a series

of wide circles, Professor.

It's the only way I can
maintain enough speed

to stop her stalling.

It's gonna be harder
using Clear-Vu though.

- What's the trouble, Professor?

- Well, you see Jimmy,
Supercar was never designed

to fly without power on.

With such tiny wings she
needs plenty of forward speed

to keep her up in the air

or else she needs to use
the lifting jets.

- Mike can't use those or
Master Spy might hear him.

- That's right Jimmy, but
I'm sure Mike can handle it.

- Watch your screen.

Switching Clear-Vu on now.

Long focus lens.

[screen beeping]

- Professor, I saw
something flash.

- There they are,
I've got 'em now.

I've marked them.

Now I'm taking her down.

[Supercar whooshing]

- Another 10 minutes
I should think

before friend Mercury
brings me my prize.

Would you say Dr. Beaker

that I have the right angle now?

- Yes, about there I should say,
yes.

Let me see, now aim for
a three degree change

in the sun's axis over the
next quarter of an hour or so.

- You are so clever, Dr. Beaker.

- It's gonna be a tricky landing

and I'm coming down fast.

It's rocky down below,
Professor.

Don't think I dare skate
her in on her belly

so I'll have to switch on
vertical drive to land.

- But Mike, as soon as
you switch on

Master Spy will hear you.

- That's right, Professor.

You'll have take off fast
the moment I get clear.

I'll have to move like lightning

to beat you to the crater.

Calling console, coming in fast

about five miles from the crater

if I've still got the right one.

Can't see a sign of
them from ground level.

Master Spy was being real clever

when he thought this one out,

but he's been a bit too clever.

He can't be seen from
ground level

but he can't see me.

- Be careful, Mike.

If you should hit the
ground at that speed.

- I know, Professor.

I've already thought of that.

About a mile and a half to go.

I'll have to cut in motors
to break her now Professor.

Fire both.

[engines boom]

This is really rough.

I'll be surprised if
Master Spy can't hear this.

- Ah ha ha ha, right on time.

Do you hear that, Dr. Beaker?

Your friend is in the
sky above us

coming in to land.

[Supercar whooshing]

- Phase one of the operation
completed, Professor.

Clear-Vu on, sending
controls for remote handling.

I'll take the emergency
intercom set with me.

She's all yours, Professor.

- Right Mike, and don't
do anything foolish now.

- Don't worry, you fly Supercar.

I'll go get Beaker.

- It seems friend Mercury
is not as good

at observation as I had thought.

I cannot see him and the sound

of his motors has faded too.

Can the fool not find us?

- Hello console, do you
read me, do you read me?

- Reading, strength five.

Are you clear of take-off zone,
Mike?

- I'm clear Professor.

You get her in the air,
I'm going after Beaker.

[exciting instrumental music]

- All set I think Jimmy.

Let's hope I'm as good a
pilot as Mike.

[engine rumbling]

- Aha, the engines are louder.

I think he's coming this way.

- Come on Professor, I'm
halfway there.

[machines beeping]

[engine rumbling]

That's it, Professor.

Beautiful, you're doing fine.

- There it is, Dr. Beaker.

Do you see it?

Supercar. [laughs]

- My dear fellow, I do
believe you're right.

- And they have seen us.

The machine has turned this way.

[engine rumbling]

Well done, Mr. Mercury.

If you would kindly put
it down on our doorstep

up there on the edge
of the crater.

Come friend Zarin, and you
Doctor, you stay where you are.

[engine rumbling]

- Okay Professor, they're here.

If you come in to land on
a slight angle

they'll see the cockpit's
empty and maybe leave Beaker.

- Quite sure, Mike.

The rest is up to you!

[engine humming]

- Master Spy, there is no pilot.

- No pilot?

What do you mean, fool?

- See for yourself.

What does it mean?

- I will tell you, my
idiot friend.

We know already the machine
can be flown without a pilot.

This means that the cowardly Mr.
Mercury

dared not meet us face to face

because he knows that
this time we have won.

[soft instrumental music]

- No pilot?

Extraordinary, most
extraordinary.

- I do not like it, Master Spy.

It is a trick.

Supercar flying by
itself, it is unnatural.

- Fool, you suppose
perhaps your green ghost

is responsible? [growls]

They have flown it from
their laboratory.

- No pilot?

What can they have in mind?

- Don't yell out Tod, but
the pilot's right here.

- Curious.

Most curious.

- Professor, Beaker's okay.

He's here with me.

Take off fast, we've
got them fooled.

- Wait a minute my dear fellow.

- Hold it, Beaker's
got something.

- This would appear to be
an excellent opportunity

to test the new equipment
I was installing.

- You mean all those
loose wires?

- I do indeed.

Request them to depress the
switch on the wall, would you?

- [Mike] Don't as me why,
but Doc says to throw

that taped up wall switch.

- I'll do it, Professor.

- What's it all about, Doc?

- Well, it's something
I had designed

to scare away
inquisitive creatures.

I feel that Master Spy
is about to fall

into the inquisitive category

so perhaps we might climb
up and observe.

- Aha, it's warm inside
is it not, friend Zarin?

Our very own Supercar.

- Here goes, Professor.

- I still don't like it,
Master Spy.

Somehow I feel there is
something wrong.

- Imbecile!

How can you possibly?

[humming and muttering]

- Here, I quick with it.

[both humming and muttering]

- Well, I never.

Instant dancing.

- They make a pretty good team,
huh?

They should be on Broadway.

[both humming and muttering]

- Of course, really it
was my intention

to use the charge
against wild animals.

- Never mind, Doc.

It worked pretty well
on Master Spy and Zarin.

- That is essentially true.

- The only thing is, with all
your secrecy about that gizmo

someone could have
thrown that switch

when I was climbing out of
the cockpit, couldn't they?

And I'd have been hopping mad

in every sense of the word.

- My dear fellow, there's
no cause for anxiety.

It says here that the
charge of less

than a 150 volts with
minimum current of course,

it would be most dangerous
to try the main spot

is a positive tonic
to the system.

- It is, huh?

Well, have this one on me.

[electricity zapping]
[sputtering and laughing]

[playful instrumental music]

Me, I'd rather stay home
and watch television.

Programs aren't so shocking.

Subtiles: Kilo

[engine humming]

♪ 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
owns the skies ♪

♪ Through the heaven's
stormy rage ♪

♪ It's Mercury manned and
everyone cries ♪

♪ It's the marvel of the age

♪ Supercar

♪ Supercar

Supercar!

[engine booming]