All language subtitles for 35 - 15 - Blotto

Spider-Man, Spider-Man, does whatever a spider can, spins a web any size, catch his feet,

just like flies, look out, here comes a Spider-Man, is he strong? Listen, Doug, he's got radio,

active blood, can you swing from a thread? Take a look, overhead, hey there, there goes a Spider-Man.

In the chill of night, at the scene of a crime, like a street of lights, he arrives just in time.

Spider-Man, Spider-Man, friendly neighborhood Spider-Man, well-contained, he's ignored, action is his reward to him.

Life is a great big day, wherever there's a pain, you'll find a Spider-Man.

You reaker, I've done it, I've done it.

Yes, Clive, yes, you have.

Through was I, an old fool was I, there, what do you say, Colin?

They were the fool.

Yes, oh, they snickered when I told them I was on the very verge of a new screen breakthrough that would metamorphosize the movies.

There has been, they called me, me who chilled millions with my eerie epics. The public, they said, would no longer pay to see my weird depictions. They scorned my cinematic claims.

How, they scoffed, could anyone bring the darkest human emotions to life, and then set them loose from the screen?

How, indeed, but that was before I invented the spirit scope.

Yes, now you have done it.

And now the public will pay.

Bluto! It's, it's a lie. And hungry with my spirit of ambition. Quick, open the door before it feeds on us.

Thus will the long years of failure and frustration be ended, eh, master?

Yes, blotted out.

It's nice of you to appear at the University, Miss Babouon. The kids sure get a bang out of your pictures.

I always like to cooperate with you. Say, why are we coming this way?

A shortcut. Dodge all the midtown traffic.

But these streets are so deserted.

Yeah, that's why I picked them.

Gee, we're out of gas.

I think I heard that one before.

No, honest.

Okay, what happens now?

Holy bat-blot!

Never mind the comments. Let's mow them.

No gas, really?

Time to web out.

Oh, hey, she's a heavyweight.

Never mind. You'll be safe up here for a while.

Something tells me those boys are going to need help.

Okay, Blotto, time you took us back.

Spider-Man, run!

Where? Well, what can't go up goes down.

Good. My eyes adjust well to this light.

Now, let's see. If I follow the sewers...

Yikes. Wow, almost lost my head.

I've got to make it to that door.

Well, he's not in here yet.

I wonder what's going on upstairs.

He's spread out all over the city.

The only safe places now are the river banks and high building tops.

Soon, these will go. There must be something we can do.

There is. There is. Surrender.

What's that?

Oh, a new signal plugged into our feed, General.

People of the city, now you see what wonder I, Clive, have wrought.

Surrender your city to me, and maybe I'll let you leave before I destroy it.

Just maybe.

Stay tuned to this channel for further instructions.

Welcome to my parlor.

Here is a bulletin from Clive.

This city has put a few hours left.

All those who wish to survive its demise should depart immediately.

Soon, Pluto will move against the foundations of the tallest skyscrapers,

and the walls of this great city will all come tumbling down.

This will be my greatest spectacle. I will even outdo the ball of Rome.

Do you think he means what he says?

Mr. Mayor, we're in the hands of a madman.

Well, can't he be stopped?

Can't we blot Blotto before he blots us?

Some hot foot. Let's hope the head gets the message.

How long will the power last?

At this rate, not long. It could go any time.

Barely, it's up to the bombers now.

How good, General. He's transparent.

The bombs will pass right through him and hit the city.

The only thing they might do is shake him free from the circuit.

Well, what do we do now?

We've got to make it to the power generators fast before we blow a fuse.

So, this is how you use the time I gave you.

Steams. Very well. You shall have no more.

You see, I am transmitting from the city power station, a likely place to telecast.

But I shall survive because of the lead roof shielding this building.

Shall we prepare for the jolt of doom?

Spider-Man, I will dispose of you while I still have my audience.

Roger. Don't just stand there. Don't worry. He won't.

This gun can bring an inanimate object to life.

But what it can do to living tissue is equally interesting.

Watch.

You're responsible for that. Yep. You've sure got a kick coming.

Uh-oh. Power's beginning to fail. I've got to gamble.

All right, my webby wonder. The game is over.

One sudden move and I throw the switch. Now, come down slowly.

I want the satisfaction of getting you personally.

Why not? Looks like you're going to win anyway.

Very realistic.

This gamble doesn't pay off. I'm plastered for sure.

Eureka, I've done it. I've got him.

My, what a trophy. I think I'll do him over in bronze.

How's that for a blackout?

Uh-oh.

Looks like Blotto's breaking out.

Hope I can work this thing. And I hope it works on him.

I'll just get one shot before I hit.

Gee, a paper tiger.

So the ray blast reverted him to his original form.

Though somewhat larger.

Well, I think we can live with him now until the sanitation men come to fold him away.

What happened to Clive Cullen?

Cullen responded to treatment. The gun brought him back.

And as for Clive, we're locking him up and throwing away the key.

He was a brilliant man, Spider-Man. But this episode...

I know. It's a blot on his record.

Ouch!

Spider-Man, Spider-Man, does whatever a spider can.

Spins a web any size, catch a speed, just like Clive, look out.

Here comes the Spider-Man.

Is he strong? Listen, bud. He's got radioactive blood.

Can he swing from a thread? Take a look overhead.

Hey there, there goes a Spider-Man.

In the kill of lights at the speed of a crime, like a street of lights, he arrives just in time.

Spider-Man, Spider-Man, friendly neighborhood Spider-Man.

Welcome back. He's ignored. Action is his reward to him.

Life is a great big day. Wherever there's a way, you'll find a Spider-Man.