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(upbeat music)

(upbeat music)

(upbeat music)

- We approach the planet Earth.

Prepare for descent and silent running

as you command E1.

We are closing in on our target.

They must be taken as quickly as possible.

(upbeat music)

(upbeat music)

(engine revving)

- Reed!

- Ben, did you hear that?

- Yeah, I heard it Johnny boy.

(explosions)

- Jumping jackrabbits, who are they?

- I don't know, hit the deck.

Looks like it's clobberin' time Johnny boy.

- For once you're right Ben, blame on.

(engine revving)

- That's ballin' him over, fireball.

Now I'll put him to bed he flies.

(explosion)

(laughing)

Hey, why you tintin'?

(engine revving)

- Ben!

(engine revving)

- We have them all E1.

- Let us return with the prisoners.

(dramatic music)

(engine revving)

(dramatic music)

(engine revving)

- Johnny, what happened?

Where are we?

- I don't know Sis, but apparently those robots

put us in their cell, but why?

- You got me, but by the looks of those laser bars,

they're makin' sure we don't bust out.

- Hey, where's Reed?

To find time for old Stretcho to be deserted.

- He didn't desert us Ben,

they must have him somewhere else.

- Yes, but where?

- The tribunal is now in session.

The court will come to order.

The prisoner will approach the bench.

The defendant, Reed Richards and his associates,

known as the Fantastic Four, have been charged with crimes

against evil.

- There is no such thing as crimes against evil.

- You are wrong, Mr. Richards.

In our society, it is those who commit crimes

against evil who are tried.

- I see, a court of evil instead of a court of justice.

Who then has brought these charges against us?

- Your accusers, Mr. Richards, are seated just behind you.

(laughing)

- War, molecule man, blast fire.

- So you have not forgotten us, Reed Richards.

Good, for it is your own memory that will convict you.

- My memory?

I don't understand.

- Then the court will give you a demonstration.

To your left, Mr. Richards, one of our enforcer robots

is trapped in a device known as a trainee micro viewer.

The micro viewer will trap your memory

and transmit the images on the screen above you.

At the conclusion of the viewing,

the tribunal shall decide your fate.

If you listen, you will be set free,

but if guilty, this will await you.

(dramatic music)

- The prisoner is prepared for cranial transmission.

- Then let the evidences of the charges brought forth

by claw be seen first.

(dramatic music)

Think now, Mr. Richards.

Remember how the fantastic four defeated claw,

the master of sound.

- My turn, brother-in-law.

- Make yourself into an elastic backstop, will ya?

- I'm ready and waiting.

- I am invincible.

- There's your invincibility claw.

Handball with a non-ball, anyone?

- Back so soon, claw.

- Oops, I missed.

Sorry about that claw.

- You do not subdue the master of sound that easily.

- Now it's my turn to attack.

Even a sonic blast can be completely smothered like this.

- Good work, Reed, you've got him.

- Where is he?

Let me at him.

- He's right here, Ben.

- Where, where is he?

I've pulverized the bomb.

- I've got him covered.

And forcing him to drain his last dioda of sonic energy.

While my vibranium insulators

absolve his expended power.

In other words, old friend, claw is unconscious.

- And now let us prepare for our next witness.

- If we could only bust through those laser bars,

then we could look for Reed.

- It's impossible, Ben.

Nothing can get through those bars.

- Oh, yeah.

- Charge!

(gun fires)

- Oh, what happened?

- You were just thrown for a 10-yard loss.

But you've got the right idea.

Let's try going around the end.

- Play it on!

- Look there, Johnny's cutting through the wall

around the laser bars.

- That does it.

- Yeah, but too late.

Company's coming.

- Sue, you're force-filled.

- Okay, stand back.

(gun fires)

- Come on, now to find Reed.

- We're right behind you, hot stuff.

- The next witness will be Blastar.

- Now to annihilate him.

- Over here, brush base.

- Why not pick on someone your own size?

- Argh!

- I'll bet that smarts.

- You will pay for this with your life.

- If you want me, you're gonna have to come get me.

- Argh!

- Go on, Ben.

I'll hold him off with my force-field.

- Can't hold him.

- I better turn invisible.

- Where did he go?

What message is this?

- Quickly, Reed.

He's beating us.

- That's how we're supposed to do it.

- What's the matter?

- What's the matter?

- He's beating us.

- This helmet is almost finished.

Well, after Lior, I'm here as I have to keep it connected

to the atomic fire.

- Don't worry.

He'll be here soon enough.

- Argh!

Argh!

- Argh!

- Bye buddy, give it just too heavy a stream.

Now we'll put it into this primitive display.

- Help me while he's done.

I've got to fasten this over his head.

Ben, quick.

Hit the switch.

Stay back.

- Starr's got his powers from the radioactivity

of outer space.

By reversing the action in the atomic pile,

we're drawing his powers off.

That's enough, Ben.

Turn off the power.

- Guilty.

I say he's guilty.

Disintegrate him now.

- Asians blast, Starr.

Before I reach a verdict, I must view all of the evidence.

- Now let us continue with the charges of molecule man.

(engine rumbling)

- Everybody out.

We'll take him on foot.

- Take the powder electrode gun.

I'm just going to blame clobber him.

- Sir, that didn't stop them.

Well, perhaps this will give them trouble.

Fire hydrants, start water molecular expansion.

- Ben, get it.

Tie it in a knot.

So turn invisible.

See if you can get that wand away from him.

I think it controls his power.

Now for me to get in there.

- There's Reed, but what are they doing to him?

- It looks like they're watching someone

looks like they're watching some old movie.

- Yeah, but they're movies of us.

And in case you haven't noticed,

this looks like some kind of courtroom.

- Hey, look over there.

Blast, Starr, molecule man, claw.

I wonder what they're doing here.

- That's too quiet to do what they're up to.

- I have seen enough.

From the evidence here today,

there can be only one verdict, guilty.

(laughing)

And now, Mr. Richards,

you will pay the penalty for your crimes.

- Hey, what's he talking about?

- He's going to do something to Reed.

- Well, don't worry, gorgeous.

I'll save your lover boy for you.

Clobber on 'em all.

You won't need this anymore, tall and ugly.

Ben, Sue, Johnny.

- Don't worry, Reed.

We'll have you free in a second.

- I'll take it from here, Johnny.

There, free at last.

- Reed, what's been going on?

- I'll explain later, Sue.

First, we've got a score to settle with claw.

Blast, Starr, and the molecule man.

- Then we shall oblige you, fantastic four.

And this time, we will not be cheated of our revenge.

- Well, that suits me fine.

Because it's clobberin' time.

- Sorry to drop in on you guys like this.

- They're all together.

Now I'll have the pleasure of finishing them.

- Quick, though, your four shields.

- Good work, sis.

Hold 'em there for a second.

20 more!

- Okay, Sue, bums away!

- Uh-oh, more trouble.

This should hold 'em for a while.

- Nice going.

We've got 'em all. - Except for one,

he's going for help. - Oh, yeah?

Well, I'll give him some help.

- Reed, look!

- Nothing is coming over the viewing screen.

- It's clobberin' time!

(screaming)

- (screaming)

- One, two.

- Old Ben's havin' a time of his life in his dreams.

- It's clobberin' time.

- Hold!

Surrender in the name of Dr. Doom!

- I'd better wake him up.

- Wait, Reed, this is fun.

- It's clobberin' time.

- Ben, hey, Ben, come on, snap out of it.

- Huh?

What, what, where, what?

- Come on, wake up.

- Oh, what'd you do that for?

I was just gettin' warmed up.

- Sorry to interrupt your fun, Ben,

but it's time to find our way outta here.

Come on, gang.

- Hey, Reed, what's that thing up ahead?

- We're in luck, a bore of crap.

That's gonna be our ticket to the surface.

Hang on, here we go.

(explosions)

- We made it.

We're on the surface.

- There is no escape, fantastic bore.

- Everyone out.

It's gonna blow any second.

(explosion)

- Reed, my legs are pinned.

- Don't worry, chicken.

We'll have you free in a second.

- There's no time.

The judge is closing in on us.

It's up to me.

Flame on!

- Nice goin', hot stuff.

- That should slow 'em down.

- Wrong, fantastic bore.

- Hey, look at that, the rock disintegrated.

- He's shooting some kind of static laser beam.

Come on, everyone follow me.

- Wow, that was close, too close.

- We gotta stop that guy somehow.

- Our only chance is to use our combined power.

Now listen carefully.

This is what we're going to do.

- It is useless to hide, fantastic bore.

- Very stupid, down here.

- Stop tooling for no bounds.

- Now through, your force field.

- Here goes.

- Keep it up through.

- Okay, Johnny, get those legs on the far side.

- Play it on!

- Here goes, Sue.

Give it all you've got.

- Now that's what I call a real smash hit.

- Oh, Reed, the judge escaped.

- It doesn't matter, Sue.

He's no longer a threat.

And his court of evil is over for good.

- Yeah, but now we're stuck on this creepy planet.

Not if we can find another ship.

Come on.

- Well, I guess it's the best we can do.

All the larger ships are gone.

- Yeah, but there's only room for three in that tiny thing.

One of us guys is gonna have to stay behind.

- Not necessarily, Ben.

I have an idea.

But first, we'll have to draw straws.

- Here you go, fellas.

Reed, Vin, Johnny.

- Wouldn't you know it, I lost.

But you said we could all go.

I don't get it.

- Don't worry, Ben.

You will.

Well, we should be home soon, gang.

- Oh, wonderful, Reed.

Hey, Ben, how's it feel to ride in a gun mount?

- Not bad, flame boy.

But whatever you do, just don't pull the trigger.

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