All language subtitles for The Pluto 1992--

In this dark summer of 1942...

the onslaught
of the Third Reich continues...

under the leadership
of this indecent and corrupt man.

His over-trained
and blindly obedient army...

continues to ravish
what is left of free Europe.

While II Duce grasps for his place...

as this wicked Axis
tries to dominate the world...

President Roosevelt
and Prime Minister Churchill...

gather the Allies
in defense of the free world...

the third Axis power
plunders across the Pacific.

Mankind is being threatened
by these despicable villains.

The only hope for freedom
and democracy is...

- Heil Hitler.
- Ja, Heil Hitler.

Speak English, if you don't mind,
Herr Kapit�n, for secrecy's sake...

on the off-chance
that someone might be listening...

and learn the secret of your mission.

So you are excited, ja?

Herr Oberst, I am always excited...

when performing
for the great and glorious Fatherland.

Of course.

Oberst, they are warming up
the airship, no?

We have deliberately kept
the objective of your mission...

a secret from even you, Herr Kapit�n,
until the last minute.

It is that sensitive and crucial.

Randall, you will find the complete maps
for your route in your bomber.

But here is your goal.

The Brooklyn Navy Yard.

Even our XV-12
cannot carry enough explosives...

to destroy the entire installation.

But the Allies do not know that.

Nor do they know that your goal...

will be this one, small...

...this one, small, building right here.
- You mean the only building...

Here the Americans are manufacturing
a new bomb sight.

It's called the Norden bombsight.

If they manage to incorporate this
into the Allied bombers...

they will be able to pinpoint targets...

from an altitude far beyond
the effective range of our anti-aircraft.

Destroy this one factory...

and it will put them behind
at least a year...

in their war effort.

At the same time that you are bombing
the Brooklyn Navy Yard...

one of our agents in Washington...

will be stealing the only duplicate
set of plans for the bomb sight...

thus completely destroying
their production capability.

Of course, your timing must be flawless.

It will be, Herr Oberst.

I had hoped to undertake this mission
myself, but unfortunately...

the F�hrer wishes me
to be right here by his side.

If you fail...

I will not, Herr Oberst.

...then I will have no other choice...

but to complete
your mission myself, successfully.

I shall not fail, Herr Oberst.

As our English friends would say,
good hunting.

And Heil Hitler.

This report just came in this morning
from Berlin.

We have to stop Drangel
and that infernal airship, whatever it is.

Let's see, now.
Left Germany for Argentina...

up over the Bermuda area...

then on to the Navy Yard?

- I don't understand his reasoning.
- Nor I.

No single Nazi plane can knock out
all the ships we have there.

If the Nazis bomb
the continental United States...

it would be a great boost to their ego...

- and a terrible blow to ours.
- Yes.

Particularly if they've developed
a dreadful new bomb...

capable of mass destruction.

Any other information besides this?

No, just the route timing
and the single plane identification.

How about a squadron to intercept them?

Dogfight over Brooklyn?
No, I wouldn't want to chance that.

I'll have to get him
before he reaches the American mainland.

Look at the time. Will that be all, Steve?

I have a chiropodist's appointment
this afternoon.

- Sure, Marcia, go ahead.
- Thanks.

- Marcia?
- Yes?

- See you later tonight?
- Sure thing.

Shall we get back to the problem, Major?

It's very basic, as I see it.

If the Americans ever found out
the Nazis had a plane...

capable of penetrating the U.S. Borders...

it would destroy what's left of their pride.

These days are dark enough already.

General, we'll have to get that plane
before it ever gets near the States.

But you'd better be prepared
to evacuate the Navy Yard...

- on an hours notice, just in case.
- Only if necessary.

There should be no publicity.

Which means it's up to me...

to bring that plane down
quickly and quietly.

Something wrong, Herr Oberst?

I can't understand it, Nickolas.

Drangel was not in the air over 10 hours...

when the Americans knew of his mission.

There is a leak here somewhere...

very close to the source.

Cigarette?

Keep the pack.

Perhaps it was one of the mechanics
on the airstrip.

There were orders on the plane.

Perhaps.

It could be anyone.

I'll try to nail him over the Bermuda area
in that so-called Devil's Triangle.

Since the year 1900, over 50 ships
and 60 planes have disappeared...

in that area without explanation.

- Good thinking.
- Well, it might work.

At least the Nazis won't know
if he was shot or taken by the elements.

I'm told there could be a gravitational
whirlpool pulling the boats down...

but no one has an explanation
for the lost planes.

It's a strange area, all right. There are
many uncharted islands in the triangle.

Sort of tropical paradises.

You can save them for after the war, boy.

Good luck, Steve.

That's what I'm gonna need:
Good luck and a good plane.

Do your best, boy.

General, I can only do my best.

Come on, Rena.

Princess!

- I've never seen that before.
- Neither have I.

Let's find out what it is.

- What do you think it is?
- I think it's called a parachute.

But what's it doing here,
on Paradise Island?

It's a man.

He's been hurt.

- He's almost dead, Rena.
- A man? Here on our island?

Just help me get him
out of this contraption.

Help me lift him. Be careful.

I've never seen a man in the flesh before.

Who of us have?

- It looks like a man.
- What is it?

Where did you find him?

Run ahead to the hospital,
and let them know we're coming.

According to his papers,
his name is Steve Trevor...

and he is attached
to the Air Corps Intelligence Division...

of the United States.

It had to happen, eventually.

But Paradise Island is still secret,
Your Majesty.

The man is unconscious.
His eyes are bandaged.

Even if he should wake up,
he wouldn't know where he was.

This location
has always been perfect for us.

In a thousand years...

no one has ever discovered us.

But why now?

Mother.

Your Highness, Doctor.

Where did you find the man, daughter?

On the beach, near the cave.

- Will he be all right?
- Yes, in time.

- But will we be all right?
- We, Mother?

The instant he returns to civilization
the world will know about us.

And our island.

Then where will we be?

But, surely, some men can be trusted.

You're too young to remember how...

we women were slaves
in Rome and Greece.

I promised myself
it would never happen again.

We found this island...

where we could live in harmony...

peace, sisterhood.

- Be gone.
- Yes, Your Majesty.

Now we may lose it forever.

Let me know if there's any change
in his condition.

- About this man...
- There's nothing to discuss.

Mother, how can you think that way?

I named this island Paradise
for an excellent reason:

There are no men on it.

Thus, it is free of their wars...

their greed, their hostilities...

their barbaric, masculine behavior.

Thousands of years have passed.

Perhaps men are now different.

Perhaps they've come to think
as much of peace as we do.

We shall soon see.

Could I serve as his nurse?

No. You're the Princess.

You have been trained to rule,
not to care for the needs of the sick.

- Well, then, as a special favor to me.
- No.

- Please, Mother.
- No.

- It's just for a few days.
- No.

For scientific study.

Very well, then, go.
Observe the male species.

But don't...

Go, my daughter.

It's difficult to find words
at a time like this.

Steve wouldn't have wanted
a long eulogy.

Just a drink in his honor, that's about it.

You're right.

To Steve Trevor...

a genuine American hero.

How is he?

I just gave him a potion of special serum.

What is your name?

Steven Leonard Trevor...

Major, United States Air Corps.

Why were you flying over this island?
Answer me.

I was trying to intercept a Nazi plane...

on its way to bomb the U.S.

What are Nazis and the U.S.?

Nazis are a group of evil men...

out to rule the world.

They kill anyone
who doesn't agree with them...

like the United States of America.

What would happen
if the Nazis should defeat you?

Dictatorship.

The end of freedom for mankind.

I've got to get back. I've got to try.

He should rest now.

- A wire, Herr Oberst.
- Speak.

Drangel has failed.

He and the XV-12 have gone down...

somewhere off Bermuda...

in the Devil's Triangle.

- How?
- No one knows.

An Allied pilot, the devil.

There must be a leak
somewhere here at the airfield.

Three of the mechanics were severely
interrogated by the Gestapo.

- They have all confessed.
- Useless!

Telephone the factory.

Tell them to redouble their efforts
to complete the XV-13.

I will fly it myself.

You wanted to see me, Mother?

You may leave his care to others.

Well, thank you...

but I would prefer to stay on
until I'm certain that he's well.

That was a command, not a request.

Am I allowed to ask why?

- You are very intelligent.
- I am your daughter.

There are so many things you don't know.

- Do you have any idea of your age?
- By what standard?

- By the earth's clock.
- No.

You are immortal
as are all of us on Paradise Island.

If you should ever leave here,
you could revert to a human being.

Why are you telling me this now, Mother?

Because I sense what might happen
between you and that man.

We are stronger, wiser,
and more advanced...

than all those people
in their jungles out there.

- Our civilization is perfection.
- No.

There's something missing, Mother.

When I look at Steve Trevor...

I feel things,
things I've never known before.

There are some things
that are better not known.

Young Amazon minds are best occupied...

with athletic discipline
and higher learning.

We now know why he was in the area.

That man must be returned
to his own country.

But why, Mother?

For his safety and ours.

One of our young Amazon girls
will escort him to his country...

and then return to Paradise Island.

- But all the girls will want that task.
- I know.

To forestall any ill feeling...

I have planned a tournament
of athletic games...

by which I alone shall determine
the strongest, nimblest...

and most likely aspirant
for the assignment.

A tournament.
That's a wonderful idea, Mother.

I look forward to participating
in the games myself.

You? Never.

But, Mother!

I cannot risk my only begotten child,
our princess...

on a mission
in behalf of the life of a savage.

- Is that your final decision?
- Yes, it is.

Then I'd rather not stay
for the tournament.

Perhaps I'll go on retreat,
to the summer palace.

As you wish.

Trust me in this.

Noble Amazons...

masked, in the tradition
of our tournaments...

with only your individual skills
and prowess to rely upon.

One of you will win...

for the glory of all...

and to preserve our Paradise.

Let the tournament begin.

The events have been tallied...

and two Amazons
are now tied for the honor.

There is only one way
to break the deadlock:

Bullets and bracelets.

For only women have the necessary
speed and coordination...

to attempt bullets and bracelets
without the loss of life.

Are you ready?

Begin.

This is the golden belt.

It is the symbol of Amazon supremacy.

So long as you wear it...

you will retain
your cunning and strength...

away from Paradise Island.

And this is your golden lasso.

Besides being made
of an indestructible material...

it also carries with it the power
to compel people to tell the truth.

Use it well, and with compassion.

You realize the task you have chosen...

is the most difficult sacrifice...

any person can make.

I do it because I love my people.

I love my queen...

but most of all...

I love my mother.

I'm sorry, Mother, but it was the only way.

I would have expected...

nothing less from my own daughter.

I did it for you, Mother.

The colors were chosen to show your
allegiance to freedom and democracy.

The skirt can be discarded
if it should prove cumbersome...

- the material is indestructible.
- It's beautiful, Mother.

- Thank you.
- I designed it myself...

never knowing that it would be worn
by my own daughter.

I'll make you proud, I promise.

There are many things you don't know
about the world of men.

There are even some women there
who are less than our Amazonian ideal.

I believe I can handle them, Mother.

I know you can.

You are my daughter and a princess.

The invisible plane is waiting.

The American is already aboard.

Go in peace, my daughter.

And remember
that in the world of ordinary mortals...

you are a Wonder Woman.

I will make you proud of me...

and of Wonder Woman.

- I must be dreaming.
- No, you're not.

I must have died and gone to heaven.

Two wrong. One guess left.

The last thing I remember...

was getting shot while coming down
in my parachute.

Relax.

We'll be landing soon.

Could I help you?

I would like to get this patient admitted.

Just fill out these forms in triplicate.

You don't understand. He's quite ill
and needs immediate attention.

Thank you.

Calling Doctor Westly, Doctor Westly.

This is Maj. Steve Trevor. He's very ill.

- Maj. Steve Trevor? But he's dead.
- Who are you?

I'm his personal nurse.
Take good care of him.

I'm going to leave my patient
in your hands.

Thank you.

Marcia, Steve is alive!

All we know is a woman dressed
in a red, white and blue uniform...

- dropped him off at the hospital.
- Nothing more about her?

No, but as soon as
he regains consciousness...

there's a lot we have to ask him.

Until then, let's just be thankful he's alive.

Believe me, I am, General Blankenship.

See you later, Marcia.

Operator? I'd like to place
a long distance call, please...

person-to-person, to Mr. Carl Hoff...

room 451, Hotel Bennett, New York City...

Murryhill 3667.

My name is Kaye Beasley.

Make it collect, please.

I need your help, fast.

Get down here to Washington right away.

Steve Trevor is alive.

Apparently some woman is responsible,
and she must be found and stopped.

I saw you through the window...

and I said to myself:

Brenda, you have something
that would be perfect for a figure like hers.

- Thank you, but I'm really just...
- What you're wearing is fine for summer.

Far be it from me to criticize,
but with winter coming...

That is most becoming, my dear.

You certainly use a lot of material
in your dresses.

This is downright stingy by comparison
to what we had before the war.

These days, what with all the rationing,
the dresses are half the size.

- Thank you very much for the dress.
- You're welcome.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

Just a minute.

- You can't leave without paying.
- Paying?

That dress is $6.95,
marked down from $10.

I haven't the slightest idea
what you're talking about.

No money, no dress.

And next time, lady,
try to con somebody else.

Get back in there, and you won't get hurt!

Excuse me, but that's very rude.

- Get out of here, broad!
- It's also dangerous.

Please put those guns down.
You could hurt people.

- Shoot her, Nadzeel.
- Me?

I never shot a woman before,
except in self-defense.

All right, what's going on?
What happened here?

Officer, those men robbed our bank.

- You say these men robbed your bank?
- Yes.

This wonderful woman
in the bathing suit stopped them.

Okay, stand back.

Now, what's your story, lady?

- Story? Well, I know a few myths but...
- A joker?

- Okay, suppose we start with your name.
- Wonder Woman.

Sure. That's the last name: Woman?

- First name, Wonder. Right?
- Right.

Wonder Woman.

Mike, the guy in the back
is starting to stir.

Stay where you are, Wonder.
You caught the robbers, saved the money.

You'll have to fill out forms.
We're gonna need your statement.

They steal money,
and I have to fill out forms.

What a country this is.

Lady!

- Yes, you, lady.
- What is it?

Have you got a second, lady?

How would you like to accumulate
a bundle of money?

Well, I don't rob banks.

Rob banks? Who needs to?

Not with that bit you had
with the bullets and the bracelets.

Sensational!

I could make a star out of you, lady,
if you play your cards right.

"Ashley Norman:
Dogs, Dwarfs and Daredevils"?

- What does that mean?
- I'm a theatrical agent.

- I'm not a theatrical performer.
- Are you kidding? You are the greatest!

You do that trick on stage
with the bullets and the bracelets...

you'll make people forget
about Harlow and Grable.

Why, Betty Grable looks like a boy
compared to you.

Just a minute. If I do this bullet trick...

- what do I get?
- Money.

- Apparently I need money to survive here.
- And lots of it.

Do you know that a good steak dinner
costs over $1 these days? It's disgusting.

- And what do you get out of this?
- 50-, sweetheart.

Half the money?
But I'm the one that's getting shot at.

That's show business.

Perhaps I'll get in touch with you
when Steve...

- When I'm interested.
- No, you better move fast, lady.

The story of how you caught those crooks
will be in tomorrow's papers.

You've got to strike while the iron is hot.

Remember: There's nothing deader
than yesterday's news.

Call me.

How much longer will it be
until my XV-13 will be delivered?

It will be delivered to Berlin within hours.

Excellent.

Drangel's disaster will soon be mitigated...

by my triumph over the skies
of New York before the week is done.

It's a miracle he's alive,
with all the wounds he's got.

Have they found out anything more about
that unusual woman who dropped him off?

No, nothing,
except that she was strangely dressed...

very attractive, quite strong...

and unfemininely pushy.

Where is she?

Where is that beautiful girl, that angel?

Steve, it's me, General Blankenship.

- Can you hear me?
- Where is...

How did you get here?
What happened with the plane, Steve?

What...

Nurse, how is he coming along?

- As well as can be expected, sir.
- General.

General, what are you going to do?

I momentarily blanked on this one, Marcia.

If our intelligence is correct
about the Nazis...

being able to take anything
at the Navy Yard with a superior plane...

we are in serious difficulty.

We just have to pray
that Steve gets better fast.

- Lieutenant.
- Yes, sir.

I want someone with him
at all times, in case he wakes...

long enough to answer questions.

- Very well, sir. I'll see to it.
- Thank you.

Let's go, Marcia. There's nothing more
we can do here now.

All right.

I'll bet you were surprised
to see Steve again, weren't you?

You don't know how surprised.

- Keep up the good work, Lieutenant.
- Sir.

It's you.

It's really you.

No, it isn't.

You're just dreaming.

But stay asleep.

I'll be near, watching over you.

Even if I do have to earn some money first.

Tomorrow night's the night.

The Academy Theater is booked.
The ads will hit the morning paper...

at the same time that
the bank robbery story hits the front page.

- You're quite sure of yourself.
- Absolutely.

If there's one thing Ashley Norman
knows about, it's a woman's mind...

and money.

The delightful little lady
you've all come here to meet...

the two most exciting words
in show business today:

Wonder Woman!

Let's hear it for this beautiful creature!

Now, to prove that this is no trick...

and that the bullets in these guns
are not blanks...

I will shoot at this metal wall...

which we have built
to protect the backstage.

Wonder Woman, step aside, if you please.
Thank you.

Gun and real bullets. Now watch this.

Thank you, you're very kind.

If those of you who are interested
will now step on stage...

we'll go on with the show.

Come on,
have we a hardy soul here tonight?

There's a marine.

From the shores of Tripoli, my friends

Yes, I knew it would be a marine.
Bless you, son.

Here you are, choose your weapon.

There's another gentleman, right there.
Nice big hand.

Who else? Do we have a third?

Oh, no, grandma.

A woman. Let's hear it. Thank you, ma'am.

Marine, go ahead.
And he has sharp shooting medals.

Go ahead, fire at Wonder Woman.

All right.

Here comes the shot.

Here's another man now.
Go ahead, sir, choose your weapon...

and fire away.

Bounced right off, ladies and gentlemen.

Just a flick of the wrist
and the bullets slipped off. Yes.

Ladies, give a nice big hand
for grandmother here...

who came up to fire at Wonder Woman.

I am not used to firearms,
but I was just wondering...

I have a gun that I have fired
and I am comfortable with.

I may use it?

Anything that makes you comfortable,
go right ahead.

She's comfortable
with that little gun that she...

Hey, lady.

Machine gun,
that's something else. Oh, no.

But in the advertising you say...

she would face any weapon,
is that not so?

Right!

Just a moment, please.

It is up to you, Wonder Woman.

Go ahead.

Hold your fire.

Wonder Woman says she is not afraid.

Fire at will.

Did you see that, ladies and gentlemen?

Ladies and gentlemen,
you saw this with your own eyes!

Did you see her divert those bullets?

By God, it was fascinating!

Nickolas, we may never
see each other again.

Don't say that, Herr Oberst.

I know in my heart you will return.

There are several times in a man's life...

when he might be glad he never married.

I think, Nickolas, that this is one of them.

I will leave only my pigeons
and my good friend...

Nickolas.

Thank you, sir.

Contact Washington, inform Agent M...

of the approximate time of my bombing...

and have her inform
the U-boat off Long Island.

May I shake your hand?

Under the circumstances, why not?

Goodbye, Nickolas.

God bless America.

Terrific. You knocked them dead.
Read what they said in the papers?

We're gonna be a smash
from coast to coast, sweetheart.

- Coast to coast?
- Yes.

I got an advance on Madison Square
Garden, and the Coliseum in L.A.

One year on tour,
and we will be on easy street.

No, not me.

Pardon?

That's it, I'm through.

What are you talking about?
You can't quit now.

I'm sorry, Mr. Norman...

but I came to the United States
to do something very important.

Much more important than this.

Sure, well, I understand.

Some people get caught up in the smell
of greasepaint, and some people don't.

Look, why don't you sit down, take it easy.

I'll be back in a moment.
I'm going for a drink of water.

Just read the rest of the reviews,
at least keep a few memories.

Excuse me, Mr. Norman,
but that's my money, too.

How right you are.

I'll tell you what I'll do,
I'll just leave it here...

you take your half,
leave me the rest. I trust you.

I can avoid that bullet
faster than you can shoot, Mr. Norman.

Ashley Norman, you are certainly
one man who is not to be trusted.

Please, don't hurt me.

Hurt you?

Where I'm from,
we try never to hurt people.

Goodbye.

Hello, Marcia? This is Carl.

I tried everything I could
to stop her, but it didn't work.

Okay, so I failed.
You want me to follow her?

Left Argentina already?

Okay, I'll wait at the apartment.

Heil Hitler.

- Hello?
- Hello, Steve, how are you?

Coming along. How's everything there?

Not so good.

Our Argentine source reports a top Nazi
in their long-range bomber, the XV-13...

is already headed for the States.

It can handle anything
we can put in the air.

That's terrible.

Von Blasko, their ace, is flying it himself.

Latest intelligence reports he took off
after refueling in Argentina an hour ago.

Von Blasko? General,
if he's flying that mission himself...

then the target must be more
than the Brooklyn Navy Yard.

Steve, what about the morale factor?

If the Nazis bomb
the continental United States...

No, it's more than that, much more.

General, you never told me...

but the Norden bombsight...

Is that being manufactured...

My God, Trevor, that must be it.

I'll warm up a squadron
of P-38s right away.

No, they wouldn't have a chance.

Von Blasko would carve them up
with that XV-13.

If that bombsight
is being manufactured there...

then secrecy must be kept.

General, warm up my new plane.

But you never tested it...

and orders are that you stay in bed.

Hello, we must have
a bad connection here, General.

Make sure that plane's gassed up
and ready.

I should be at the air base in half an hour.

The general is gonna go through the roof.

Don't worry.
I'll take all the responsibility.

I'll send a car to take you to the base.

No, there's no time. I'll catch a cab.

If I shortcut along the Georgetown road,
I should be there at 1600 hours.

Take care, Steve.

Don't I always?

Can't you go any faster?

You want to drive, I'll let you drive.

Trouble.

Hi. What seems to be the problem?

Stay right where you are, fly-boy.

That is a problem. Hey, taxi!

Don't make a move!

Or we're going mess up
that pretty little soldier suit of yours.

I say we kill the pig now.

Put away the knife. Idiot.

If we do, the Gestapo will have us killed.

Let's get him back
to the apartment, schnell!

- Nurse Buck.
- Yes?

Maj. Trevor. He's not in his room.

I've looked all over the hospital.
I think he's gone.

That's right.

His doctor wanted him to stay,
but he wanted to get back to the war...

so I let him. He's a real soldier.

Would you happen to know
where he went?

He's good looking and single, too.
He's with Military Intelligence.

It's that big marble building
down on D Street.

Got to make my rounds. See you later.

Steve Trevor knows
the combination to the safe...

containing the Norden bombsight plans.

But he wouldn't give it to us
under any torture.

We're going to have to use truth serum.

First, prepare the hypodermic.

It took me five years
to gain his complete confidence.

He will respond to my voice
under the drug.

What time is the rendezvous
with our U-boat?

1:00 a. m.

If I'm not back from the office
by midnight, Trevor is to be killed.

If I can be back in time,
we'll take him with us.

To the Fatherland.

- Heil Hitler.
- Heil Hitler.

But why bother?

Because, you fool, he is the key
to American intelligence activities.

- I gave him the shot.
- Good.

Hello, Steve, darling. It's Marcia.

It's very important that we get
into the safe in your office now.

Important?

Safe?

That's right.

Just give me the combination
and I'll take care of it.

I can't.

It's a secret.

Tell me the combination, Steve.

The General needs the plans
to the Norden bombsight.

I can't do it.

You'll bring him back to consciousness.

Let me try another tack.

You trust me, don't you?

Sure, Marcia.

You're my good friend.

Yes, I am.

Now give me the combination.

The whole country is depending on you.

The whole country?

Millions of people.

Millions of people?

For Old Glory?

Twenty-four left...

twenty-six right...

And thirty-three to the left.

I knew it was you all the time.

You didn't know anything.

I knew that you had a friend
who carried a machine gun in her purse.

And you won't get away
with whatever you're doing.

And who's going to stop me?

You of all people should realize
how useless that gun is against me.

I don't need a gun
to take you, Wonder Woman.

I was Nuremberg judo champ!

I assume that that is supposed
to impress me.

They didn't teach you to fight fair.

Now, you are going to tell the truth.

Don't bother fighting it.

That lasso compels you to be honest
and you must answer every question.

Where is Steve Trevor?

My apartment.

2809 West Twentieth Street, Chevy Chase.

Is he all right?

Until midnight.
If I'm not there by then, he'll be killed.

That's the same hour that
the Brooklyn Navy Yard will be bombed...

and the Norden bombsight destroyed.

You may be fast, but nobody
can be at two places at the same time.

It's over, Marcia. You're through.

You may have me.

But the Third Reich will never be through.
It will go on a thousand years.

I heard the Greeks
and Romans say the same thing.

You heard that?

I may be older than I look.

Now, what number do I call on this
instrument to reach your apartment?

Capitol 6732.

We'll get even with you for this.

My people will send more agents.

No. The Nazis
don't care about their women.

They let you fend for yourself.

And any civilization
that does not recognize the female...

is doomed to destruction.

Women are the wave of the future...

and sisterhood is stronger than anything.

This is Marcia. The plans have been
changed. I'll be there an hour later.

And the rendezvous with the sub?

Advise them of the alteration.

No!

You are going to stay right where you are.

You must obey.

I must obey.

And to think that Steve Trevor
was fooled by you.

I'm going to have to get accustomed
to men and devious women.

Calling Von Blasko. U-boat 23 calling.

You were ordered
to maintain radio silence.

Plans changed.

The estimated time of departure
now 0200 hours.

That's 2:00 a. m.

Nein! We rendezvous at midnight.

If the others are late, they will pay
for their tardiness with their lives.

Take it up now. Surface your U-boat.

Who are you?

Your welcoming committee.

I don't think so.

Just nose your plane down to the closest
airstrip and everything will be fine.

No one can stop this mission...

least of all a woman.

You obviously have little regard
for womanhood.

You must learn respect.

I prefer not to soil my hands
on female flesh...

but if you insist.

Calling Von Blasko. U-boat 23 calling.

- Come in, Von Blasko.
- Ja.

We have you approaching
the Brooklyn Navy Yard.

What is your position?

32 miles due east of Long Island.

Latitude 40, 45, 06.

Longitude 73, 59, 39.

- You again?
- This man is a top Nazi spy.

Put him in a cell and throw away the key.

You can't just dump a spy
and walk away like that.

You've got to come in
and fill out some reports.

Good night, gentlemen.

Ten minutes to 1:00.

The sub doesn't answer,
something's wrong.

- Let's kill him and get out of here.
- No, Marcia said to wait until 1:00.

You can stay if you want,
but I'm going to leave now.

All right, let's plug him, get out of here.

So, Mr. Norman, my old friend
the agent, we meet again.

Sit down, Steve.

I don't know who you are,
but get this chair off my back.

It's you!

Well, how did you...

I've got to get out of here.
A spy plane's coming...

There isn't.

The Brooklyn Navy Yard is safe,
and so is the Norden bombsight.

You knew what they wanted?

Von Blasko's in jail, his XV-13
is at the bottom of the Atlantic...

along with the submarine
that was to pick up these men...

and Marcia.

Marcia?

She was the leader of the pack, Steve.

A most untrustworthy associate.

I really have to go now.

Now wait a minute.

You can't just keep walking in and out
of my life like this.

Who are you, where are you from,
how are you able to do...

We'll be together again, soon. Somehow.

But I owe you my life,
how can I ever repay...

At least I've learned one thing:

From now on,
I'll have an ordinary-looking secretary.

I anticipated the way you'd feel...

so I personally interviewed
15 prospective secretaries.

The one I chose was a Navy WAVE
who scored well in all the aptitude tests...

but she's duller
than a fat lapdog after dinner.

She's waiting in your office right now.

Good. I've had it up to here
with pretty girls.

A man can get too much of a good thing.

Prince.

Yes, General.

Maj. Trevor,
this is Yeoman First Class Diana Prince.

- Nice to meet you, Diana.
- Major.

No rank around here, let's just
make it Steve and Diana, all right?

- Thank you, Steve.
- Good.

I'll be off and let you two get acquainted.

Just a minute, General...

did you get any further information
on that Wonder Woman?

Not a thing. She vanished
as quickly as she appeared.

Sort of captivated by her, were you?

We'll talk about that
another time, all right?

Of course, I understand.

Take a letter, Diana.

Take a letter to...

Say, Dear Miss...

You're at a loss for words, sir?

Yes, for the first time in my life.

You see, I wanted
to tell someone something...

And you couldn't say it.

I'm afraid I don't know how.

Just say it.

You mean straight out?

Whatever the language, be honest.

You're very perceptive, Diana.

I'm a woman.

Where I was brought up,
women were taught to respect honesty.

Now, I like that.

You know, we're going
to get along just fine.

I'm sure we will.

- Good? Exciting, realistic.
- Extremely.

That's exactly how we're gonna treat
this new movie:

Maximum realism,
top-drawer production value.

- It'll be a smash, Mr. Bremer.
- Thank you.

And all the box-office receipts
go to buy war bonds.

So, General? Major?

What do you say?

I have to admit, I had my doubts
when you first suggested this project...

- but you've won me over completely.
- And me.

Me, too. Just think, Hollywood.

Then it's a go.

As far as the War Department
is concerned, it's a go.

All right.

A movie like you're going to make
will be an enormous morale booster.

Four top American heroes recreating
their acts of bravery on the screen.

You know, we're still hoping, Major,
that your personal story...

is gonna be part of the movie.

- That's up to the General.
- But he's got to be in the movie, General.

Steve bringing that flaming plane in
and saving his crew.

- That'll be something to see.
- You're absolutely right, Yeoman Prince.

How soon do you need the Major
in Hollywood?

As soon as possible.
Can you leave tomorrow?

- Well...
- He sure can.

Can you be ready to go, Diana?

- But do you need me in Hollywood?
- I like that.

Every beautiful young woman
in these United States...

would give her right arm
to go to Hollywood.

And you ask if you're needed there.

I don't understand
what's so special about Hollywood.

It's just a small suburb
in Los Angeles, isn't it?

- Diana, sometimes I don't understand you.
- Why?

Hollywood, Clark Gable, Cary Grant...

Tyrone Power. Paradise, USA.

- Paradise?
- Absolutely.

In that case, how can I refuse? I mean...

I feel in need of a trip
to paradise about now.

And the festival will run a full three days.

Now we'll need a queen of the festival...

bearing in mind that I cannot fulfill
that function under our constitution.

It should be Diana, of course.

Daughter, I only wish it could be so.
It would be fitting.

Mother, this is the 2,000th anniversary
of our arrival on Paradise Island.

It's the bimillenial celebration
of the most important day in our history.

Diana is heir to the throne.
Diana has to be here.

I agree with you. She should be here.

Then I guess someone
will just have to go to America...

and bring her home for the festival.

Did you have anyone special in mind
for that assignment?

Not really,
except that it should be someone...

who has been to America already,
and someone who is very close to Diana.

- Now where could I find such a person?
- Mother.

- Very well, Drusilla. Go fetch your sister.
- Thank you, Mother.

Remember she said she was staying
in a place called Hollywood.

Drusilla, just give her the message
and then come right back home.

I don't want both my daughters
in America in such perilous times.

It just occurred to me,
the last time you were in America...

I'll tell Diana, and thanks, Mom.

Oh, dear, I do hope
I'm not making a mistake.

Mom?

- Good morning.
- Good morning, Mr. Bremer.

- This is really fantastic.
- Terrific, isn't it?

First day of production,
we're an hour behind schedule.

Excuse me.

All right, come on. Let's get moving.
Let's get this show on the road.

All right, what are we waiting for?
Let's get going. Okay, then, roll it.

All right. Give me the special effects.

All right, now. Start the wind. Come on,
more wind. Give me a bigger wind.

All right. That's good.

Now, then. Ready? Action.

Hit the silk, Bill.
That's an order, Lieutenant.

I'm taking her in alone.

Cut it! What's going on with the key light?

Come on, fellas.

Yeoman Prince, would you kindly not lean
against the light?

All right, once more.

Just stay where you are, Steve,
we got to do it again.

Sweat him up, will you, please?

Man, oh, man. I got it.

- You got what?
- Her autograph.

- Who's she?
- Who's she? She's a star!

Go on, I know where the stars exist.
They're in the heavens.

- You're weird.
- I'm weird?

Sure you are.
Like, what kind of a getup is that?

Getup?

The clothes, dummy, the clothes.
Unless...

Hey, you're in pictures.

Yeah, lots of them.
My mother has a book...

I knew it! I knew it.
You were trying to put me on.

Can I have your autograph?

You there, miss. They'll be waiting for you.

They will?

Certainly. You're in
The Fall of the Greek Empire, right?

Follow on through this door.
Go through Western Street...

I'm certainly looking forward
to working with you.

- Thank you.
- Welcome aboard.

Diana.

This is Cpl. Jim Ames.

Jim, this is Yeoman Diana Prince.

Nice to meet you. I've heard about you.

You're one of the war heroes
who'll be in Mr. Bremer's film.

Yes, ma'am.

Jim is another future star of mine.

Come here.

Here you are. Your very own chair.

That's terrific.

Go on, sit down. Enjoy yourself.

I still don't know if I'm gonna be able
to act in front of the camera.

Sure you will. Just be yourself.

See you later. Hey, Michael!

Jim, come on. Sit down, relax.

I sure hope he knows
what he's talking about.

I'm sure he does.

I've never been so scared in all my life.

You'll be fine.

Diana. Can you come here
a minute, please?

Sure. Excuse me.
You'll be great. I promise.

Yes, sir.

I'm stuck up here in the sky.

Can you get us
a couple of cups of coffee, black, please?

Sure. There's some
just out back of the stage.

- It'll take a few minutes.
- Thank you.

Cpl. Ames!

Hello again, Diana.

Dru!

You stay here. I'll handle this.

Drusilla, look out!

You're all right.

I'll be right back.

Are you all right?

What happened?

I think someone was trying to kidnap you.

I thought that...

Wonder Woman.

- Boy, do I feel woozy.
- Here, let me help you up.

Oh, excuse me.

Cpl. Ames, this is my little sister,
Drusilla. Drusilla, Jim Ames.

Hello.

Too many things are all happening
at once.

Do you have any idea who those men were
or what they wanted?

Not the foggiest.

I think I'd better go sit down.

- I'm not feeling too well.
- I can understand. Are you all right?

Oh, yeah.

Drusilla, what are you doing here?

You know, the bimillenial celebration.

Mother sent me to make sure
that you'll come.

Yes, of course. I haven't forgotten.

You can tell Mother
that I'll make every effort to be there.

That won't satisfy her. You know Mother.
Diana, you have to be there.

I'll try, Drusilla, I'll really try.

It's just that I'm very concerned.
There are strange things going on here.

You mean the attack
on that nice Jim Ames?

Yes. You like him?

Yeah, he's cute.

Cute? You're in America for a few hours
and you're already using their slang.

- Well, he is cute.
- Yes, he is.

Is that what you're worried about?

No, I'm concerned that someone might be
trying to sabotage this film project.

- Who?
- I have no idea.

A rival studio, maybe.
I've heard a lot of things about Hollywood.

People call it a jungle.

All I saw was half a dozen sad-looking
palm trees, hardly a jungle.

Dru, it's not that kind of jungle.

It's a jungle where businessmen
prey on each other.

Never will understand men.

Me, neither. But I'm certainly
learning more each day.

Me, too.

But the lesson's over for now.

You have to return home
to Paradise Island.

- I just got here.
- I know.

I'm sure Mother told you to deliver me
the message and return immediately.

Can't I just stay for the night?
Mom won't mind, really.

I've really missed you,
and there is a party tonight.

It'd be fun going together, don't you think?

It's what they call a Hollywood party.

But tomorrow you leave. Understood?

Yeah.

What do American women
wear to these Hollywood parties?

Steve told me to wear something slinky.

Slinky. What's -slinky-?

I didn't tell him,
but I haven't the slightest idea.

Excuse me.

That's slinky?

I think so.

I don't think that would suit you.

You don't? I don't know about that.
I think it's cute.

Besides, look, Diana,
everyone's staring at her, even the men.

I'm glad you boys finally got here.

What have you been doing?
Looking for movie stars?

You came to the right place.

Here we are. My four hero stars together.

You all know each other, I suppose.

- Hello, Major.
- Hello, Sergeant.

I don't think you know
my little sister, Drusilla.

This is Sgt. Harry Willard.
This is Mark Bremer, the producer.

And Lt. Bill Rand.
They're all doing the movie together.

How are you, Drusilla? Welcome.

I got to leave you nice people.
There are more greats arriving.

We're expecting Louis B. And J.L.
A little later.

Explain them to her, will you? Have fun.

It's all right.
I don't know who they are, either.

This is really something.

Sure is. Just like
one of those fan mags, right, Major?

Right, Sergeant.
What do you think of all this, Jim?

I sort of feel out of place.

Oh, no. You shouldn't. You're a war hero.

Heck, I didn't do anything.

You certainly did, soldier. Be proud of it.

Hello, everyone. Super party.

Has anyone taken care of the Navy?

Not until now.

Good. Come on then.
You can buy me a drink.

Sergeant, you're going to let
the Navy get one up on you?

No, sir.

May I get you a drink?

Sure, but nothing alcoholic.

Just a little glass of champagne.
It'll relax you.

- No, thank you.
- I'll take one.

No, you won't. You're too young.

We'll find something suitable. Come on.

You, too, Jim. I want you
where I can keep an eye on you.

At least until we discover
what that attack was about today.

Yes, sir.

No, thanks.

I think it's absolutely marvelous
what you did.

- I mean, so brave.
- Not really.

To tell the truth,
I just acted out of instinct.

But with all your men injured like that
you kept firing...

and you sunk a Nazi battleship.

Just a destroyer.

Destroyer, battleship, it's all the same.
You sunk it.

Did the President give you
that medal personally?

- In the flesh.
- Tell me about it.

I was called up to the White House,
and the President...

Not here, there are too many people.

Let's go somewhere else
where we can be alone.

So, what did he say to you?

First they read the citation.

All very official.
A lot of whereases and wherefores.

Then they handed the medal to
the President, and he presented it to me.

He shook my hand.

Said that America was proud
to have officers like me...

Sailor. Don't make a sound.

You're coming with us.

- Where are you taking me?
- Get in the truck.

All right, let's get out of here.

Bye-bye.

Mr. Bremer.

Have you seen Lt. Rand?

Not recently. Why?

We're getting ready to leave.
I wanted to say good night.

Listen, last time I saw him, he was getting
pretty thick with some little starlet.

Maybe they slipped off early.

What was her name?

I don't know.
They all look the same to me.

You're not worried, are you?

Uneasy maybe.

Don't worry.
He'll turn up at the studio tomorrow.

He'd better, he's on early call.

- Maybe you're right.
- Excuse me.

- Did you find Lt. Rand?
- No, he left early.

That's strange. Why would he
leave a nice party like this early?

Maybe he had something important
on his mind.

I think he did. Shall we?

I hope he's all right.

Mr. Bremer, thank you very much.
It was a lovely party.

You're welcome. Glad you could all come.

- Nice to meet you.
- You, too.

- See you tomorrow.
- All right.

- Thanks for the party.
- You're welcome.

Listen, I'm sorry
you didn't get to meet Louis B. Or J.L.

- I didn't know they came.
- They didn't.

- Good night.
- Good night.

Gloria!

Is everyone gone?

Yes, everyone's gone. You can come out.

I assume that everything went all right.

Perfectly.

That's very good, my dear, well done.
To your health.

Good night.

Thanks. That's all for now.
You can finish it off in the morning.

Where's the blonde?

She's gone.

What did you tell her?

I did not have to tell her anything, Kurt.
I promised her a part in a picture.

Is everything all right at your end?

Perfect.

That will be a change from
this morning's fiasco with Cpl. Ames.

How were we to know
Wonder Woman was in Hollywood?

We'll have to be
a lot more careful next time.

Don't worry, I have other plans
for young Mr. Ames.

What about the other two?
Maj. Trevor and Sgt. Willard?

In three days, the four of them
will be on their way to Germany.

Four American war heroes
to stand trial in Berlin...

for war crimes against the German people.

That, Kurt, is a great propaganda victory.

The Party should be proud of you.

They should. Getting them
all together, the four of them.

With all of this publicity, and kidnapping
them in front of everybody's noses.

- And then...
- And then?

...when the war is over, and we've won...

then I will control the entire
American film industry.

We've checked everywhere.
Bill Rand has disappeared.

What about the girl he left the party with?

We don't know he did that for sure.

She's our only lead.
I'd like to see a list of your party guests.

I'll tell my secretary. Excuse me.

How long is it gonna take us
to wrap up here...

and set up for the Sgt. Willard sequence?

About a half an hour.

Do it. We've wasted
enough time here already.

Okay, we're moving outside.

All you sailor extras,
you have to become Nazi soldiers.

What do you think?

I don't know what to think.

First that attack on Jim Ames,
then Bill Rand disappearing.

One thing I do know, I'm gonna keep
a close eye on Harry Willard...

and Jim from now on.

Jim's with Dru. They went somewhere
to have a farewell soda.

She's leaving?

I'm afraid so.
She has to go home to Mother.

You know, at least
she did have to go home.

Maybe it's better
if she sticks around for a while.

She can help us watch out for Jim.

What good would a 15-year-old girl be
if there was any trouble?

Maybe none. But one thing's for sure.
She'll know where he is all the time.

I really like ice-cream sodas.
Could I have another one?

You've had three already.

I want the Victory Special.

Hi, sweetie.

Jim, the Victory Special?

That's double size.

I know.

Boy, you have some appetite for a girl.

Please?

Okay, I'll get it.

Thanks. I'll be back in a minute, okay?

What's your name?

Yeoman Diana Prince. She's with
Maj. Trevor on the Mark Bremer movie.

I think they're still on Stage 25.

Look at the soldier boy, will you?

A Victory Special. Ain't he cute?

Where did you get the pretty suit,
soldier boy?

Freddy, you're dumb. Don't you know?
Uncle Sam gave him that suit.

He gives them
to all his little soldier boys.

Is that right?

No wonder we ain't in the Army.

Wouldn't be seen dead in a suit like that.

Hi, Diana.

Drusilla. Where are you?

I'm at this real neat coffee shop.

I'm just going to have
one more Victory Special.

I promise I'll leave as soon as
I'm finished.

You don't have to leave.

I don't?

No, I'll explain later. But...

just keep an eye on Jim.

You're afraid
something might happen to him.

Dru, sometimes you're so perceptive,
you remind me of Mom.

I'll see you at the studio later.

Bye-bye.

That's a cute little number
you're with there, soldier boy.

You want to introduce us?

Soldier boy, my friend
just asked you a question.

- I'm sorry, we're busy.
- Hey, Georgie, the soldier boy's busy.

You don't want to tell us her name?
Tell Freddy her name.

Come on, tell Freddy.

You can tell Freddy.
You don't like it, just tell her name.

At ease, soldier.

Excuse me.

- Hey, look at the chick in the funny suit.
- Where's the costume party, cutie?

I think you should leave him alone.
He's a war hero.

Hang around. After we take care of him,
we'll take care of you.

I'm warning you.

I'm quaking in my boots.

Excuse me.

What happened in there?

There was a fight. Didn't you see?

No, I was in the powder room.

You didn't see anything?

Yes, I saw two men laying on the floor.

They started picking on me.
I took care of them.

You...

Come on, we'd better get back
to the studio.

Come on, a lot more dirt. A lot more.

This is a war film, for crying out loud.
Come on, get him dirty.

That's enough dirt.
Now sweat him up good.

Lots of sweat.

All right. Fine.
Now, where are my dead bodies?

Fellows, will you please stay close
when we're trying to do this?

It's very difficult. Take your places,
please. Take your guns.

Come on, let's go.

Let's have it very quiet.

Nazis, get ready.

All right. Are you ready?

Fine. Now ready on the smoke
and the flames.

Diana, I need to talk to you.

Is it important?

I think it may be.

Just as soon as he finishes this shot.

Action!

Cut!

Look what happened to the grenade.
It didn't go off.

All right. We'll have to do it again.
Sgt. Willard.

Sgt. Willard, come on back.
We have to do it again.

Sgt. Willard, can you hear me?

- Where is he? Where's Willard?
- I don't know.

- What do you mean, you don't know?
- He's disappeared.

Well, keep looking.

Willard is still among the missing.

How can I make a movie when all my stars
are disappearing one by one?

Did you have all the studio gates checked?

Sure, but there's too much traffic
passing in and out.

Can't pin anything down.

He could have been taken out
in a prop van...

a laundry truck, anything.

Whoever did it was obviously waiting
behind that headquarter set...

and had to be acquainted
with the workings of a movie studio.

Major, there are 5,000 people
on the payroll here.

And they are all acquainted
with the workings of a movie set.

I'll get the phone.

No, there's no more shooting today.
It's a wrap.

Excuse me for one second, Steve.

Yes, Dru.

I wanted to talk to you about Jim.

I don't think he's very much
of a war hero at all.

What do you mean?

He's not very heroic.

He lied to me.

Sometimes that has something to do
with a thing called ego.

What did he lie about?

- Excuse me, Diana.
- Yes, sir.

I'm sorry to interrupt, Drusilla,
but Diana and I have work to do.

Yes, sir, right away.

Find out everything you can
about what we were discussing.

- We'll talk later, okay?
- Sure. Right.

Maj. Trevor wants me to stick close by.

He thinks maybe I could be the next one.

I'll stay with you if you like.

I'd like that.

Do you think he'd mind
if we went for a walk or something?

I don't think he'd mind,
if we stay inside the studio.

So, come on.

Get a hold of the local
military-intelligence officer...

have them run a check
on that list of party guests.

We've got to find that girl.

Try to get a list of all who knew anything
about today's shooting schedule...

as far as it affected Sgt. Willard.

And make sure none of this leaks out
to the press.

Absolutely not, sir.

We've got to find out
where those two men are being held.

There you are, gentlemen.
You are comfortable, I trust.

Where are we?

You are on the D-704
somewhere in Pacific.

We'll remain on station here...

until your two companions
are prevailed upon to join us.

Then we'll proceed around Cape Horn
and set course for Bremen.

If you think you'll get your hands
on Steve Trevor, you're mistaken.

I guarantee you 24 hours from now...

Cpl. Ames and Maj. Trevor will be aboard.

Take them away.

- Any problems, Kurt?
- Worked like a dream.

He came through that door
expecting to find...

two actors dressed as Nazi officers...

instead he found us.

Very good.

Maj. Trevor is creating pressures for us.

He has called the local office
of military intelligence...

and next will be the FBI.

So we're going to have to move quicker
than we'd planned.

What do you want to do?

I want to take them both
at the same time...

Maj. Trevor and Cpl. Ames.

You'll wait for instructions.

That's all.

I really like hot dogs.
They're even better than ice cream.

Could I have some more mustard?

I like you, Dru. I like you a lot.

That's why I'm gonna tell you what I am.

What I did. What I got my medal for.

There was a mistake.

How can that be?

I'll tell you how.

The citation reads that
I captured a dozen Nazis single-handed.

The truth is I got cut off from my unit.

I was all alone.

I saw a group of Nazis
and I thought I'd give myself up.

Spend the rest of the war
in a nice, safe prison camp.

What I didn't know was
that they were as afraid as I was.

As soon as I appeared
they threw their guns down.

Seemed like they had the same idea.

I had to take them in.

I couldn't do nothing else.

Another thing.

That fight here this morning.

It wasn't me
who took on those two fellows.

I was as scared then
as I was with the Nazis.

I guess I'm just scared all the time.

I think you're really brave
for telling me all of that.

Telephone for Cpl. Ames.

Excuse me.

Cpl. Ames.

Yes.

Anything wrong?

No. Look, I got to go back to my hotel.
I'll see you later.

It doesn't usually go this slow.

We should have been shooting
a half an hour ago.

I don't know what's the matter.

What's holding us up?

Our star, Cpl. Ames, hasn't arrived yet.

Where is he?

I don't know. He said he was going
to pick up Maj. Trevor.

They should be here by now.

Terrific.

Sure you have the right directions?

This is where they told me, Major.

Wait a minute, I'll ask these guys up here.

Hey, you guys.

You seen a movie company around here?

Movie company?

Let's see now.
I think that there might be...

All right. Both of you.
Get out of the car. Into the other car.

Put it down, Major.

I'm sorry.

Well, we can't do anything without them.
Move them back.

All right. It's a wrap for today.

Everybody back to the studio.

They found the car. It's been abandoned.

- Steve?
- And Jim?

Both disappeared.
No sign of either of them.

Disappeared?
What are you going to do about it?

Don't worry.
We're alerting the authorities now.

Thank you very much, Mr. Bremer.

Come on, Dru. I have an idea.

Well, soldier. How did they get to you?

I'm sorry, Major.

We'll see about that
once we get out of here.

There they are, Mr. Bremer.

Thank you, Captain.

Gentlemen, welcome aboard. Major.

Not a bad production, Bremer.
You set it all up very smoothly.

Got the whole project going,
gathered your four victims together...

you knew our every movement.

Unfortunately, now that you know,
there's very little you can do about it.

Tomorrow you'll be
on your way to Germany.

In the meantime, Major,
please do not try to escape.

All you will achieve is an early death.

Gentlemen, have a pleasant journey.

Mr. Bremer.

Are my parents all right?
You promised me.

- They're all right.
- When will I get to see them?

They are on board.
You may see them tonight...

before you leave for Germany.

And then you'll turn them loose?

If everything goes according to plan.

I'm going to see them now.
I'll tell them of your concern.

Prepare to get underway.

All engines ahead one quarter.

Your course: 163 degrees.

Hello.

Nothing today. Come back tomorrow.

You don't understand.
You see, I'm looking for an actress.

You came to the right place.

She's 5'2". She's got blonde hair,
blue eyes, and...

slinky.

Slinky?

Yeah, you know.

She's slinky.

What's her name?

That's the problem. I don't know
her name. That's why I'm here.

Hundreds of girls
come through here every day.

All those girls,
they do have pictures, right?

Sure, but as I just said,
there are hundreds of them.

You see, this is very important.
I really have to find that girl.

- All right, come on in.
- Thank you very much.

That's not the end.

Here you are.

- Any problems?
- None.

Your son sends his best wishes.

The prisoners will be transferred
to a truck...

and then taken to a point on the coast
where a U-boat can pick them up.

What about the kid's parents?

You won't really let them go, will you?

What do you think?

And that blonde, Gloria?

We'll take care of her, too.

That's her.

Here she is.

Gloria Beverly. You're right, she is slinky.

Where can I get in touch with her?

Right here on the lot.

She's just been recommended for a term
contract by Mr. Mark Bremer personally.

He said he didn't know her.

They all say that, dear.

Come in.

- Gloria Beverly?
- That's me.

- What movie are you doing, honey?
- I'm not in any movie.

You mean you wear that for real?

Yes, I do.
In a moment you're going to find out why.

I'm going to ask you some questions.

And you're going to answer me.

What are you doing?
Are you some kind of nut?

You're going to answer me with the truth.

It was Mr. Bremer who arranged
Sgt. Willard's kidnapping, wasn't it?

Yes.

Now Maj. Trevor and Jim Ames
are missing, too. Has he taken them?

Yes.

- Where?
- I don't know.

Does Mr. Bremer have a private yacht,
an airplane, anything like that?

No.

A private place where no one else goes.

The only private place
he wanted to show me was his bedroom.

Whatever he's involved in,
it's the studio...

or his estate.

There's got to be someplace else.
Now, think.

- There is this one place.
- Where?

He has a hold on Stage 12
right here on the lot.

It's so realistic.

It certainly is.

But it looks like we're too late.

They probably faked this...

to make sure none of them tried
to escape until all four were captured.

Well, where have they taken them to?

An airfield, a dock, who knows?

How are we going to find them?

Wait a minute.

Gloria Beverly said that it was
either the studio or his estate.

And they are not here.

As soon as the other truck arrives,
put them aboard.

Why not take this one,
save making the transfer?

This is a studio truck,
if it's not returned, it will be missed.

All right, Major. Inside.

Mom, Dad.

Okay, here they come.
Let's get them out of here.

Wonder Woman!

Stay right there. Do not move.

She's been hit.

Now stay where you are,
you understand me?

I understand you, Bremer,
and I don't care anymore.

Jim, don't!

All right, hold it, Bremer.

On your feet.

Nice work, soldier.

That's exactly what one would expect
from a brave man.

Thanks, Major.

And thank those two women.

Come on.

- You're not hurt.
- No.

So why did you...

After what you told me about Jim...

I wanted to give him a chance
to prove himself.

And he did, didn't he?

Yes, he certainly did.

Lieutenant, Sergeant,
put them in the truck.

I wish I could meet Wonder Girl again,
under different circumstances.

And Wonder Woman.

- Steve, you were wonderful.
- Thank you.

Very moving. You know, Etta...

this picture will give a big boost
to the morale of all our armed forces.

It will boost the morale of our Allies, too.

It really is a great movie.

I'm glad I was able to see it
before going home on leave.

So am I. How long will you be gone?

Three or four days. A celebration at home.

- A birthday?
- No. An anniversary.

At least we can all have dinner together
before we go our separate ways.

Hot dogs and ice cream?

Whatever you want.

You know, General,
there's one thing I regret.

That Wonder Woman and Wonder Girl
weren't in the picture.

They're the real stars.

Superstars.

Did I ever tell you
of the time Wonder Woman...

Four times, Major.

All right. Come on, you two.

You want to hear about
Wonder Woman's exploits, don't you?

- I certainly don't.
- Why not?

You might grow up
to be just like her someday. Who knows?

Let me put your mother's pussy...