Original subtitles

Through the magic alchemy of nature's

most awesome sources of energy, Ray

Palmer, atomic physicist, becomes the

Atom, a power-packed mighty Mike, whose

fruit and mind and great strength serve

law and order against crime and

injunction. Tiny Titan, scourge

of evildoers, the Atom.

Curtling through Earth's orbital barrier,

a seemingly harmless meteorite. But

in its core, 5 tiny beings

communicate with a distant world.

Heaven to Earth's atmosphere.

Excellent. Remain in concealment

until target is reached.

Reduced by air friction to the size of an

average stone. It hurtles toward a vast

nuclear lab complex and

plunges into the soil.

Shortly after, a sample of that soil is

inspected by a group of atomicscientists.

What do you make of the intense

radioactivity, Professor Palmer?Well,

it's hard to tell without knowing where

that meteorite came from.

Soon as we break out, move swiftly. We

must catch the earthlings off guard.

Look at those strange little beetles.

They look... Great neutron!

Look out!

You two, knock them away. The rest,

follow me. Now,

imprisoned in a giant vault, Professor

Ray Palmer is the first to recover from

the stun blasts. And seconds later,

he is transformed into the world's most

powerful miniature man, the

atom. Now I can get

out of here.

Through that lock.

Great molecules. They're programming the

computers for a chain reaction to blow up

that atomic pile. I've got

to stop it. Look,

a tiny Earthling comes to challenge us.

Stamp him out like an insect.

Got a message for you too, buddy boy.

Just the thing. Used to

be pretty good at tossing javelins. Here

you go.

Keep him in place. Just a few more

seconds and our mission is accomplished.

I have him trapped. Peekaboo.

Now the control panel. There

it is done.

Too late. The chain reaction's begun.

Only seconds to go. Got to intercept it.

Stop him. Stop him. Even if

it needs your lives,

maybe I can cut out these transistors.

Get out. Get out. Or we both die.

I'm too young to die.

Reactions past transistor phase. Must

smash those photoelectric cells.

Which way now, little bug?

This way, pal.

Reactions in final phase. Heats reaching

last level.

This is my last chance to short it out.

The tiny earthling has foiled our

mission. Let's get out of here.

Don't go away, fellas.

Uh-oh.

Hey! Stand aside.

Or we shall burn you to a cinder.

Run. Run. You

going somewhere, boys?

This jar will hold them till the

authorities get here.

They came to destroy all of Earth's

atomic piles, making us an easy mark for

invasion. HmmI don't think their

leaders will ever try that stunt again.

No, not as long as they have the autumn

to reckon with.