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[MUSIC]
[MUSIC]
[MUSIC]
And now to witness the destruction of the Fantastic Four.
Activate the intergalactic disintegrator, Marshal Drog.
>> It is done, my Emperor.
>> It's working, Drog.
The Fantastic Four will soon be no more, and I hate her, the Emperor of Earth.
What?
The Invisible Girl is protecting them with her force field.
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>> He's causing a power of beat back.
The disintegrator is destroying itself.
>> You have failed again, Drog.
The Fantastic Four still live.
>> I warn you, the Fantastic Four must be destroyed.
I must conquer their planet.
One more failure will be your last.
>> But Sire, your moment of triumph is at hand.
Behold, the weapon that cannot fail.
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The Super Scroll.
>> All army to your imperial majesty, Sire.
I await your command.
>> Super Scroll, what madness is this prof?
This is but one of my survival scrolls.
He is no match for the Earthling Quartet.
>> More than a match, your excellency.
You are aware, Sire, of the stretching power of Mr. Fantastic's body.
Observe.
Within seconds, he shall retrieve and speak to fish from the deepest waters of the Skrulls.
But the Skrull Sea is more than 100 miles away.
Mr. Fantastic can stretch but a fraction of that distance.
>> True, Sire, but here is your special fish.
>> Wonder of wonders, I would see more of his powers.
>> And so you shall, Sire.
Bring on.
>> Next, Sire, observe of the Super Skrulls in more than duplicate the powers of the human torch.
He can fly faster than the Earthling and may take this plane longer.
>> Excellent, Marshal Trot, you have done your work well.
Now I would see the Super Scroll's other powers, for he must be an even mightier warrior to defeat the Fantastic Four.
Behold, he shall now exhibit a strength which surpasses that of even the mighty fiend.
Standing atop this platform, he shall lift the cosmic generator which supplies all the power of our planet.
>> Impossible.
He is doing it.
This exceeds my wildest hopes.
>> The weight of that generator, Sire, exceeds 100 tons.
>> Excellent, Trot, excellent, summon the Super Scroll.
I must congratulate him.
Where is he?
>> He is here beside you, Sire.
>> Beside me?
Are you mad?
I see no one.
>> But that is my fourth power, my liege, my invisibility.
Thus I can match the feats of the invisible girl.
It is time for me to embark on my mission to Earth.
I swear I shall never return my lord until the Fantastic Four are no more, and the planet Earth is yours.
>> Go then, and conquer for your beloved Emperor!
>> Don't you just adore the new fashions, read darling?
>> If it's all the same to you, Sue, I think I'll browse around the book department.
>> Boy, it must be a ghast to work in a store like this.
Look at all the chicks.
>> I'm going to buy me a bowling ball.
You sure this is the biggest size you got, Buster?
I don't exactly have skinny fingers, you know.
>> That model will hit even a gorilla.
>> All I can say is, you must know some pretty small gorillas, pal.
And Johnny, look, it's a special announcement.
>> Meanwhile, Times Square remains in a state of panic and turmoil at the site of the alien spaceship which landed there five minutes ago.
>> Oh, Reed, this could be serious.
>> If there's panic in the streets, it's already serious.
Hundreds of people could be hurt.
>> Well, let's don't stand here yak, and let's make like heroes.
>> Check, then. Play 'em on.
>> I claim this planet and all its positions in the name of the intergalactic Skrull Empire.
I shall grant the Imperial Skrull flag, who marks the spot where I landed.
And if the ground is too hard, that solid concrete won't break, you say.
That is no problem for the Super Skrull.
>> It's like an outer space human torch.
>> Disperse, earthlings, I shall soon issue Imperial orders for all of you.
>> All goes well, sir.
>> Bah, martial trot.
The Super Skrull's real test will be when he confronts the Fantastic Four.
>> Behold, my liege, the moment is at hand, even now the human torch approaches.
>> Ah, the human torch!
Mattress, a perfect target for my fancy match of fireballs.
>> Rise, human torch, to your doom.
>> Holy cat, a fire wall.
Gotta get out of the way.
Freeze, look, a man!
>> Explosion's thunder if he's out cold.
>> Freeze, do something!
>> Got him, and just this time.
>> Thanks, Captain.
>> Take care of Johnny, too.
I've got to go after whatever it is.
As long as that monster is free, the entire city is in danger.
>> Wait till Ben gets here.
>> I can't wait, too.
So there you are, whoever you are.
>> You may call me Super Skrull, Doom One, but you can.
>> For I have spent countless light years with but one mission.
Destroy the Fantastic Four.
>> Destroy us?
But why?
>> For the glory of the Skrull Emperor.
Your destruction will enable him to conquer all Earth.
>> We'll see about that, mister.
Let's see how you do in a bare-knuckle fight.
>> You are fast, my enemy, but not as fast as I.
>> My arm, it's now.
>> And now, we'll finish you off with one mighty impact.
>> Oh, no, you don't.
I'm the fella that does the clobbering around here.
>> The thing.
>> In-person, buster.
>> Your only weapon is brute strength thing.
Let us see how you fair against my breaker strength.
>> How come villains always making cornball speeches when they throw a punch?
>> So, you do not care for my little speech.
I have the power to alter my body in any manner I choose.
And now, I choose to become a battering ram.
I can handle this wise guy.
It's not the flying I'm on.
It's the sudden stop when I land.
Come to Papa, baby.
Gotcha.
Now, the only problem is, how am I going to get down?
>> It's my turn again, Super Skrull.
>> So, you have recovered.
>> Well, I shall dispatch you with ease.
>> A flaming sickle?
Is that the best you can do?
Copy the torture's tricks.
I've got a few tricks, too, Super Skrull.
The torture's making you parachute at myself with DB.
>> Flame on!
>> You cannot escape the mighty Super Skrull.
Nobody is viable, but the secret is out.
My flames will right a fitting finish to the story of Mr. Fantastic.
>> Johnny, look!
The sprawl has become a torch!
>> That outer space troublemaker hasn't seen anything yet.
Flame on!
>> This exploding fireball is just a sample of what I'm going to give him.
>> Good work, Johnny.
Talk about close call.
>> I've still got a score to settle with Mr. Super Skrull.
Johnny, wait.
It's too powerful for you to tackle a load.
We've got to have a plan.
>> Nothing doing, Reed.
>> So, you make it easy for me.
Now, I will not have to chase you.
There is no limit to the power of my brave.
I can fry the very air about you.
>> Wow.
That Skrull character's got Johnny on the ropes.
Maybe I can give him a chance to catch his breath.
>> Woodside.
Come on, kid.
Let's get out of here while it gets good.
>> Thanks, then.
My flame power is failing.
>> Skip the flowery speech, Skip.
Just get me down on solid ground and we'll call it even decent.
>> Johnny, you're hurt.
>> I tried to tell him he was overmatched.
>> I'm okay.
But I won't be able to flame on for hours.
Boy, is that guy dynamite.
>> Yeah.
Well, I'll dynamite him just as soon as I can.
>> A flaming arrow.
But where did it come from?
>> Up here, my cowering targets.
Do not be alarmed that you cannot see me.
For I, too, have the power of invisibility.
Just as you, Mrs. Richards.
The only difference is I also have all the powers of your three friends.
And more!
>> You coward.
Come out here where I can see you.
No bed.
Run.
>> All birthplace.
As straight as if possible.
>> Quick, everyone.
We've got to get back to the Baxter Building.
Let them spend a sleepless night of fear and trembling.
A point when or how my awful power shall strike them.
Or strike I shall.
No power owner can maximize the awesome.
So far sprung.
No power.
>> Have you spotted the super-scrawl yet, Ben?
>> Nah, but he's out there somewhere all right.
>> I almost wish he'd attacked.
I can't stand this awful waiting.
>> I know, sis.
But every moment he delays gives Reed that much more time to find a way to defeat him.
>> Hey, double-don't.
When are you going to stop the mad scientist that can come up with something?
>> I think I've got something, everyone.
I just detected a mysterious concentration of ultrasonic power rays beamed to Earth from out of space.
That means that the super-scrawl's powers must depend upon a source of energy from outside his body.
My guess is that his home planet in the fifth quadrant is actually beaming power rays to him here on Earth.
>> Big deal.
So now we know what makes super-scrawl tick.
But we still need a way to fix this clock.
>> We may half away, Ben.
This tiny, tough, miniaturized jammer should rob the super-scrawl of his powers.
There's only one catch.
Someone has to put it on him.
Only one of us could possibly do the trick.
>> The Invisible Girls.
How about it, Sue Darling?
Are you gay?
>> Of course, Reed.
Whatever you say.
>> Now to set the scene.
I'll launch our remote-controlled orbital public address system and try to contact the scrawl.
Fantastic Four calling super-scrawl.
Fantastic Four calling super-scrawl.
If you are within hearing range, respond by speaking into the floating mic.
We challenge you to meet us again in final contact on Crater Island in the South Pacific.
>> Boom!
I accept this will be your finish.
>> Very high pockets.
>> Why'd you pick Crater Island?
>> It's your long way to go to Clapace, somebody.
>> True, Ben.
But this way, no one else will be injured as we battle the super-scrawl.
>> Look, Reed.
There's Crater Island below.
>> Right, Sue.
And the super-scrawl is there waiting for us.
This is it.
Prepare for landing.
>> Okay.
Where's old Super-Smoker?
>> And remember our plan.
The three of us must keep him occupied so that Sue can approach him unnoticed.
>> There he is, gang.
A player.
>> Say your prayers, Fantastic Four.
Within 60 seconds, I shall be the only living being on this island.
>> They are about to meet for the final battle, my leads.
Increase the power range to full intensity.
>> This is the intensity already, Your Majesty.
>> Nothing can stop the super-scrawl now.
>> Boom!
Here's one extra power you did not know I possess.
Immobilize on pathways.
>> Sir, what's happening?
I can't move.
>> Now it's my chance at it.
>> You're next, Gordon.
>> Oh, no!
Got me!
>> And now to dispose of the leader of the defeated Fantastic Four.
As soon as I finish you off, disposing of the girl will be child's play.
So, Mrs. Richards, I will merely sweep the area with my flame and burn you to earth.
What's this?
My flame won't ignite.
What's happening to me?
I feel strange.
Wait!
>> My Emperor, something is wrong with the power range.
It doesn't make contact.
>> What?
Impossible.
Keep trying, you don't.
>> The ray is operating perfectly from here, but something is jamming it on earth.
The power range aren't reaching the super-scrawl.
>> Abomination!
The Fantastic Four have awaited you.
You will suffer for this martial drop.
>> Oh, we were hit.
>> Hey.
>> I got unfinished business with you, scrollman.
>> My powers are gone.
I must escape.
>> Not yet, buddy boy.
It's clapboard time.
>> I still have the power to change my form.
>> And the form I choose is...
Goodbye, Fantastic Four.
>> Not so fast, fella.
>> Oh, Reed, you got it.
>> Yeah, let me at it.
Spare me!
>> Spare you?
Or what?
To return to your planet and plan another attack?
>> No.
I cannot return.
I will be punished for my failure here.
>> What can we do with him, Reed?
If we put him in jail, he can turn into a caterpillar or something and just crawl out.
>> Mercy!
I'll become anything you wish.
I hate being a scroll.
Just let me live some way that I can be peaceful and contented.
>> Peaceful and contented, eh?
Well, there is one way.
But I'll have to blot out your memory so you'll forget you were ever a scroll.
And you'll live your life as whatever I have you changed to.
Is that agreeable?
>> Yes, I agree.
Anything you say.
>> Well, so much for the Super Scrawl.
He won't menace Earth again.
>> You said it, Reed.
And he got what he wanted.
He'll be peaceful and contented for the rest of his life.
Right, Super Scrawl?
Mmm!
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