Original subtitles

Cross the rainbow bridge of Asgard

Where the booming heavens roar

You'll behold in friendless wonder

The God of Wonder, mighty Thor

At Welding Airport, great planes

disgorge hundreds of passengers.

But then, from a Paris flight,

just one man descends.

The puzzled landing steward checks to see

what is delaying the other 89 passengers

and cannot believe his eyes.

Everyone has been turned to stone.

In the departing cab, Paul Duval is concerned

only with thoughts of...

Now, to find Dr. Don Blake,

the Earth contact of Thor.

And with him, I will not just be great tricksman.

Like others, Dr. Don Blake and his nurse Jane Foster

are alarmed by the airport mystery.

And now they found a cab driver turned to stone,

right down on 58th Street.

Say, maybe I can...

Dr. Blake makes a hurried call.

And within minutes, the stone cab driver

is brought up to his office for examination.

While just ten floors below,

Ali's shadows are witnessing an awesome ritual.

They say the plane passengers returned to normal

within an hour, Doctor.

This fellow may not be as lucky, Jane.

Please, why don't you go home?

All right, if you say so.

See you in the morning.

Jane Foster leaves, just moments before...

Hmm, a pulse.

Dr. Blake.

What?

Another stone figure, but...

I can move, yes.

Now, before you make any foolish moves,

perceive the extent of my powers.

A harmless paper plane touched by my stone palm.

It becomes a lethal weapon.

You're responsible for all this.

But how? Why?

What do you want with me?

I want Thor!

Everyone knows you are his Earth friend.

I... I can't reach Thor, except on the hour.

And while we wait, can't you tell me what this is all about?

I want Thor's magic hammer.

And with it, immortality!

Immortality?

I have everything else now, huh?

Can you visualize me as a poor, unappreciated chemist, Doctor?

One fateful day, an experimental solution

accidentally spilled on my hand.

It burned like liquid fire.

And then my hand began changing.

Turning to stone.

I grasped it with my other hand, trying to stop the effect.

But that hand changed too.

Everything I touched turned to stone.

My despair was beyond measure.

But only the potion-burned hand remained stone.

I realized that in it, I held the key to riches and power.

I could take what I wanted and did.

A matter of days, I had more wealth than I cared to count.

Then, I saw a way I could steal immortality

by possessing Thor's enchanted hammer.

Prepare for Thor's conquest.

I simply touched my strong hands, my body.

And became the gray gargoyle.

But I am growing impatient.

I do not wait on crawling time.

I want Thor here now!

Stop, Doctor! You can't escape me.

Don't be a fool, Blake. Call Thor.

There's no other way but to give him Thor.

Thor!

So, finally!

Here, scion of stone, if 'tis my hammer you want, you shall have it.

As the mighty hammer returns to Thor,

the gray gargoyle's crumbling handhold gives way.

Like a plummeting boulder, he falls.

But then, the touch of his palm turns a flagpole to stone,

strong enough to break it forth.

Thus, when mighty Thor soars down, the gray gargoyle is ready,

lunging into a nearby gas pump.

He strikes his stone hands like this.

Thor is stunned.

His enemy lunges for the fallen hammer.

Not quite soon enough.

But Thor is too close.

The stone palm touches his face.

Flamethrowers rout the gargoyle, but too late for the immortal Thor,

now turned to immobile stone.

Is this the everlasting stone effect threatened by the gargoyle,

has fate decreed a cold immortality for Thor?

As the pursuit of the gray gargoyle fades into the distance,

Thor's stone figure stands alone, until city vibrations topple it.

And in the fall, his enchanted hammer strikes the ground sharply.

I'm done playing.

I lost the stone effect in the change.

Now, can I--

Ah, as Thor again, he spins his hammer mightily

and hurls himself after his departed foe,

like an unerring thunderbolt past the searchers below.

But the gray gargoyle has taken cover.

And when Thor soars past,

throws a building corners like a deadly battering round.

Thor sends back his hammer in return.

Ah, you might as well give me your hammer, Thor.

It'll never strike me again, you can be sure.

When there is such a terror at large, my hammer must succeed.

No one will ever best the gray gargoyle.

Your hammer and the world will be mine.

Thor makes his decision.

This time you cannot dodge my attack.

The gray gargoyle plunges down, down,

but this time his plunge ends in the river.

The churning wake of a passing freighter tumbles the stone body end over end,

out to sea.

A fitting grave for his heart of stone.

Meanwhile, Jane Foster has heard reports of Thor's battle with the gray gargoyle.

Oh, if it began in our office.

Thor, where's Dr. Blake? Is he all right?

Oh, I, ah, of course there's Foster.

But he's gone. What happened to him?

Tell me, Thor, don't you understand? I love him.

I love him, Thor.

And you've kept it a secret?

Yes, yes, you've got to find him, Thor.

Do not worry. I shall.

You have the word of Thor.

And when he returns, young lady, remember,

he may be keeping a secret too.

Nearly bursting with elation, Thor hurls himself into the heavens.

You stop a shy fool, Don Blake.

You didn't dare even imagine it, but she does.

She loves me, him, us.

And so because he and Don Blake share the same future,

Thor sweeps back to Asgard, home of the gods,

to inform his father, mighty Odin.

What? You seek my approval of your marriage to a mere mortal female?

No. You must make a choice.

Return to your princely duties here, or renounce them forever,

and lose your mighty powers as well.

My powers, sire, but they are sorely needed to combat evil,

such as the Grey Gargoyle.

But, as the earthling Blake,

it would seem you need only your mortal love.

If you dare return to her,

your powers will end the moment you set foot on earth.

You will be as a bird stripped of wings.

At last!

Is heart heavy within him, Thor returns to earth.

Unaware of new developments,

the Grey Gargoyle's stone body recovered by scuba divers,

being studied by scientists, when suddenly...

Now, a certain young doctor and his hammer-throwing friend shall find

I have just begun to win.

Is evil mind fixed only on vengeance and possession of Thor's hammer?

The Grey Gargoyle makes his furtive way back to Dr. Blake's office.

It is the young doctor's misfortune that is my key to Thor.

But this time, either Thor returns to face me immediately,

or Dr. Don Blake dies.

Thor, meanwhile, nears the end of the Rainbow Bridge.

He steps to earth, and the God of thunder vanishes.

Will Thor ever live again?

The Grey Gargoyle makes his way wearily.

The doctor's death may bring Thor even quicker.

Having reached his office, Dr. Blake is awaiting the arrival of his nurse.

Wondering if Jane's gentle eyes and soft smile

will sweep away his doubts.

Is it right, loving Jane and losing the fantastic powers of a thunder god,

losing the magic that once was mine with a single blow of my cane?

Don, I mean, Dr. Blake, oh, thank heavens you're all right.

Why didn't you let me know?

I couldn't, Jane, but I do have so many things to tell you.

Oh, dramatic fool!

To tell me?

Yes, I should have long ago, but...

The Grey Gargoyle. But how from the bottom of the river?

I saved myself with suspended animation, doctor,

quietly thinking of my ultimate vengeance on Thor.

But now I'm in no mood for further waiting.

Run, Jane. I'll try to hold him off.

Don, the elevator.

Summon Thor, doctor. It is your only chance to live.

Call Thor, Don. Yuma?

Call him, doctor, or pay with your life.

The peril to Don Blake is not unnoticed in eternal Asgard.

We cannot abandon him helpless against that monster.

All agree.

And Balder the Brave gallops off as their emissary across the Rainbow Bridge.

Sly Loki hurries to Odin.

What? They disregard my edict?

They dare defy Odin?

But perhaps all of this is too far away to matter.

Blake, my fury grows.

Don, it's Ali.

It's a dead end. No way out.

You fool. Why sacrifice your life and hers just to protect Thor?

Thor is dead. Now his hammer is powerless.

You lie! Lie!

Suddenly, a golden arrow...

...winds the gargoyle.

Quick, Jane. Pass him. We can get you my car.

I'll find you. You cannot escape me.

At least we now have a chance.

But I fear he saw us.

Don!

There!

Prepare for your eternity in stone.

Jane, this way.

Don, my ankle.

Like fallen bugs waiting to be squashed.

Oh, she's unconscious.

Thor lives again.

Baldr.

Thor!

Yes, evil one. At last you faced a thunder guard and his hammer.

My stone body cannot be hurt by any blows.

The battle rages like a storm of cataclysmic power.

Finally, the thunder god knows he must use strategy.

He rams his iron hammer into the base of a lamppost...

...and sends a bolt of pure electrical power into the events in gargoyle.

Fusing his stone molecules into a solid, immutable mass...

...he is indeed accomplished. Thor staggers back into nearby shadows.

Baldr's help must be fading. My time as Thor again runs out.

Don!

Jane, Thor finished the great gargoyle for certain this time.

Oh, Don.

Jane.

Don, Jane, mortals.

Noble Odin.

It is too late to beg my forgiveness, Baldr.

Thor lives inside.

Yes, yes.

And he is my son, still worthy of his powers.

Perhaps, even if the judgment of his heart is questionable...

...though I be mightiest in all the eternal realm...

...the power of love is greater still.

Across the rainbow bridge of Asgard...

...where the booming heavens roar...

...and you'll be holding friendless wonder...

...the god of wonder, mighty Thor.