Original subtitles

( dramatic music plays )

Oh!

Have you had enough?

Well, I guess table tennis

is just my "racquet."

Oh, you have a way with words.

We've got to go.

Yeah. I've got a new photojournalist

coming in this morning--

Sergeant Diana Prince.

She must be good.

Transferred from the pentagon, no less.

Well, in that case it won't do for you to be late--

set a bad example.

I think I'll tell her that I was unavoidably detained

by the most attractive man in the United States Air Force.

You have incredibly good taste.

WOMAN ( over P.A. ): Major Cornell.

Paging Major Cornell.

Wouldn't you know?

Major Cornell.

MAN ( over phone ): Mary had a little lamb.

Its fleece was white as snow.

Is the snow falling, Major?

The snow is falling. The snow is falling.

Good.

Here are your instructions.

Alan?

Alan, what's the matter?

Alan!

Where are you going?

Alan!

Alan?

* Wonder Woman *

* Wonder Woman *

( thunderclap )

* Wonder Woman *

* Get us out from under *

* Wonder Woman *

* Wonder Woman *

* Wonder Woman. *

Staff Sergeant Prince, Diana, reporting for duty, sir.

Your orders, Sergeant.

A photojournalist, Sergeant Prince.

Yes, sir.

You're assigned to the Public Information Office.

Were you informed this base is on yellow alert?

Yes, I was, sir.

What's in the bag, Sergeant?

Photographic equipment, sir.

Open it, please.

And since you're a new arrival,

let me give you a word of warning--

yellow alert on this base

means security comes first.

Remember that when you go about your duties.

Yes, sir.

Captain Colby's office

is the first door on the left.

I suggest you report there at once.

( jet engine humming )

( electrical blipping )

( beeping )

( beeping )

( electrical blipping )

This is Catamaran. Come in.

This is Collector.

Are you safely at anchor?

DIANA: Affirmative. Awaiting instructions.

TREVOR: Roger.

Switch to I.A.D.C. scrambler channel 110.

All further transmissions on that channel.

Switching now.

( beeping )

Now receiving on 110.

TREVOR: Alright, Diana, here's the situation up to now.

As you know, San Remo is the hub of a vital defense region.

I've had agents working undercover

at all the three other regional bases--

Norris, McKinley and Lansdale.

They've all reported incidents of sabotage activity.

Well, doesn't it strike you a little curious

that San Remo has been left untouched?

It sure does. That's why you're there now.

I've asked the base commander to put the base on yellow alert

and stand by to go to red.

So what you're saying is that you think

San Remo is next in line for sabotage.

We both know that our whole national space effort

rests with the success of the Z-400.

With the test flight scheduled for tomorrow,

Washington to San Remo,

our security performance becomes very critical.

( beeping )

( scrambled transmission )

( beeping )

The cover you provided for me gives me access

to almost every area on the base.

I'll keep my eyes wide open.

I'll be landing at the base shortly.

As Steve Trevor?

Well, as Lieutenant Colonel Steve Trevor,

on temporary duty to San Remo

from Systems Command Headquarters.

Well, congratulations.

You finally got a promotion.

Yeah, if they don't cut my hair.

( garbled transmission )

( beeping )

( steady tone )

( muffled conversation )

( whispering ): I have to break transmission, Steve.

I'll be touching down in approximately 45 minutes.

Contact me then.

Right.

What were you doing in there, Sergeant?

I was loading my camera, sir.

I heard voices.

Voices?

Yes.

Well, that must have been me, uh... singing.

Trying to think of some new words for a song, or something.

There are regulations covering insubordination, Sergeant.

And it's not unknown for a girl to wind up in the guardhouse.

What's going on here?

Checking the security of your section.

It sounded more to me like you were pulling rank, Lieutenant.

Sergeant, if you're who I think you are

you've just had a long trip.

Yes, I have.

Welcome to the San Remo Public Information Office,

Sergeant Prince.

Thank you.

I think you can go now, Lieutenant.

Uh, just one moment.

You see these tracks on my shoulder?

That shows that I'm a captain and you're a second lieutenant.

I think you'd better learn

to recognize the difference, Lieutenant.

That's all.

( chuckling )

With the kind of day I've had up to now,

that bit of comic relief was welcome.

He goes a bit too far.

Well, with this yellow alert,

I think it's understandable.

Well, the first thing is to get you settled in.

I got you a room at the NCO quarters.

And your first assignment should be a lot of fun.

The Hull City Howlers, the rock group,

are performing at the base tonight,

and you'll be covering

their arrival and the concert.

May I take that for you?

Thank you, Captain.

Oh, in this section,

we don't stand too much on formality.

Just call me "sir."

Alright, sir. After you.

Oh, no. After you.

Oh, thank you, sir.

( camera shutter clicking )

How you doing, man?

Fine. How are you?

Good enough.

Pretty good. Nice base you guys got here.

Alright, thanks.

Alright, take care.

This, uh, bus is, uh...

Yeah, far out.

Everyone says that.

I couldn't put it better myself.

Uh, mind if I take a picture inside?

Sure. Come into my parlor.

I'll give you the tour.

( buzzing )

Speak.

CORNELL: You said you wanted to know

if anything unusual happened.

I picked up an unauthorized transmission.

Before it was scrambled, the I.A.D.C. was mentioned.

I.A.D.C.?

Did you decode any of the transmission?

No, but I did pinpoint the receiver.

Take a look at your visitor with the camera.

It's her.

Her name is Diana Prince.

Thank you, Major.

Now you will wake up and not remember

any conversation since this morning.

( metronome ticking )

Yeah. Listen, thanks again.

Alright, good. Look forward to it.

Bye-bye.

Bye-bye.

I see you're finding your way

around the base, Sergeant.

Uh, yes, thank you, Lieutenant.

I suppose you thought

that little scene in Public Information

was pretty funny.

No, sir, I didn't.

And you've been given a top-level clearance,

gives you the run of the base.

Unusual for a newly-arrived sergeant, isn't it?

Why don't you ask Captain Colby about that, sir?

( soft mechanical whirring )

Do you mind if I take your picture?

Uh, well...

Hold this for me.

Smile.

( camera shutter clicks )

Thank you, sir.

Harmless looking little sergeant.

And she's very pretty.

It's almost a pity you'll have to kill her.

MAN: Sergeant.

Sergeant Prince.

There's something in here you should have a picture of.

Lieutenant?

Sorry to disappoint you, Sergeant.

( bullet ricochets )

( thunderclap )

* *

* *

( gunshot )

Alright, now, it's time for a little chat.

Why were you attacking Diana Prince?

When the snow falls, I must obey.

When the snow falls?

What are you talking about?

It must be 80 degrees outside.

Where do you get your weather reports?

When the snow falls, I must obey.

You're sure there's nothing else you want to say?

I know...

I know... "When the snow falls."

( alarm bell ringing )

( siren wailing )

( alarm ringing )

What am I doing here?

I'm glad something rang a bell with you.

What am I doing here?

You really don't know, do you?

No.

( siren approaching )

Well, that's what the Air Police

are going to want to find out.

They're on their way here now.

( siren blaring )

( jet engine winding down )

Steve, I hate to spoil your arrival

with this kind of news, but... someone knows

I'm an I.A.D.C. agent and wants me out of the way.

MAN: When the snow falls, I must obey.

( beeping )

You say you have no idea who the guys were?

Well, it's very strange.

The one seemed to be either drugged or hypnotized.

He said he had no idea what he was doing on the base--

claimed to be from Idaho-- and, according to Washington,

his story checked out with the police there.

Seems that he's an airman who's been AWOL for a week.

But the thing that bothers me the most is

that he's from one of the bases in Idaho that's been sabotaged.

Are you thinking it's an attempt

to imperil the whole Z-400 program?

Right.

Well, it's certainly a possibility.

Now the flight will test its ability

to escape surveillance.

It's a, uh, a laser-shield system.

Now if anything goes wrong,

it'll set the program back five years.

( steady tone )

( scrambled transmission )

Steve, I can't help thinking...

what if the real purpose

of the sabotage at those other bases

was to switch the Z-400's landing to San Remo?

Diana, are you in there?

Just a minute.

I have to break transmission, Steve.

Come on in.

Hi.

Hi.

Just ran off my first batch of prints.

Oh, Diana, these are good.

Do you like them?

Yeah, every newspaper in town's gonna want them.

Thank you.

The Howlersare rehearsing at the service club.

There'd be some good shots there for you.

Well, let's go.

Okay.

* Yeah, we've been pushing buttons all night long *

* Just rolling down the freeway with the boys *

* When out comes this beautiful noise *

* Turn up the music *

* Make it loud and clear... *

Good.

* Turn up the music *

* You know what I wanna hear *

* Turn up the music *

* Well, I got to hear an oldie *

* Like "Johnny B. Goode" *

Oh, Diana, I want you

to meet my fiancé, Major Alan Cornell.

Nice to meet you, Major.

I'm delighted.

I hear you're a whiz with the camera.

Uh, well, why don't I take a picture

of you and your gorgeous fiancée?

What do you say, Alan?

Terrific.

Uh, let me see...

want to use them as a background?

Something I said?

( laughing ): No...

* Turn up the music *

* Make it loud and clear *

* Turn up the music *

( music echoing )

( echoing ): Smile.

Alan, where are you going?

Uh, was it something I said?

Is there something wrong with him?

I don't know.

That's the second time he's done that.

The first time, he didn't even realize

he'd driven off without me.

I better go find him.

If you need me, I'll be here or back at the section.

Thanks.

* Turn up the music *

* Ah *

* Turn up the music *

* Turn up the music *

* Turn up the music *

MAN: When the snow falls, I must obey.

* Turn up the music... *

Perhaps you might find one of these useful... Sergeant?

Thank you.

Of course, the photography might not be

up to your standard.

It's just fine, Mister...?

Uh, Dante. Edmund Dante.

I'm the group's manager.

Yeah!

( cheers and applause )

Ah, well, I'm Sergeant Diana Prince

with the Public Information Office.

Oh, I see.

Mitch, can you come here a minute?

Sure.

Thank you.

This is Sergeant Diana Prince.

We've already met before.

Hello. Glad you could make it.

I think the young lady

would enjoy hearing more about the Hull City Howlers.

Can you fill her in?

Oh, it'd be my pleasure.

And spare no details.

She strikes me as someone

who possesses a very inquisitive nature.

Well, it was nice meeting you,

Mr. Dante.

A pleasure meeting you.

You know... you've got to be

the prettiest sergeant in the Air Force.

You know that?

Well, thank you, kind sir.

I bet you say that to all the sergeants on all the bases.

No, no, I'm serious.

Listen, we've played all the bases around--

Norris, McKinley, Lansdale, you name it.

Oh, but you...

you really lead the field.

You have played all those bases?

Uh-huh. Oh, we've done more traveling

in the last couple of weeks than most bands do in a year.

Who decides, uh... which bases you play and when?

Edmund Dante, the guy you just met.

He sets up everything for us.

You've dropped in unexpectedly, Major,

but your timing was perfect.

Something must have set you off

which means you are out of control.

And when one is out of control,

one is expendable.

We need... diversion.

Something to place suspicion squarely on someone else.

( echoing ): Major, I'm going to give you

a small, illegal task,

and like George Washington of old,

you will admit your guilt.

Right here. Right here.

There you go.

Okay, now, let's have one serious picture, okay?

Come on. Make it straight.

Look nice. Smile.

Oh, your mothers'll love it.

( siren wailing )

I think that's, uh...

I think that's about it.

Are you sure you've got enough, now?

Two rolls of film-- I'm sure it's enough.

Oh, listen, it's just probably

some kind of drill or something.

Hey, listen, I was thinking maybe...

uh, listen, thanks, Mitch.

Talk to you later.

( siren wailing )

( siren stops )

What happened?

Major Cornell had us locked up in the back room.

I tried to stop him again when he came back out.

He's got enough explosives to blow up the base.

Are you sure it was Major Cornell?

I'm sure, sir.

Where is he now?

He headed toward the communications tower, sir.

Get him to the hospital.

Come on, let's go.

* *

( sirens approaching )

( sirens blaring )

Major, I want your hands in the air!

Back away from that detonator, or I'll shoot.

Lieutenant, get your men out of here

or we'll all go together.

Cover me!

I'm guilty of all charges.

It's a puzzle, Major.

Why would the chief communications officer

want to destroy the communications tower?

When the snow falls, I must obey.

I've heard that litany before

from someone who sounded just like you.

I think I know a way to snap you out of it.

( ringing )

( ringing )

What's going on?

Last... thing I remember...

What's happening?

I'll tell you what's happening, Major--

we're placing you under arrest.

Take him away.

Thank you, Wonder Woman, but I must inform you that...

I know, I know, Lieutenant.

This is a security area.

I was just leaving.

Why would he do something like that?

It's unbelievable.

Has he been under some kind of strain?

Well, he must be.

Or on the verge of a breakdown.

If not, there's got to be someone or something behind it.

The Alan Cornell I know

would never have done it on his own.

What makes you think that it was a form of hypnotism?

Because Major Cornell seemed to be in some kind of trance,

just like the airman who tried to take me out in the hangar.

The sound of a bell seemed to snap him out of it.

A bell?

Sounds like Pavlov's dogs, only in reverse.

I know that that rock group fits in this puzzle somewhere.

Yeah, well, their manager's fingerprints on that picture

are being checked in Washington right now.

Something else-- check out the dates

the rock group played the other bases.

If they were there when the sabotage occurred,

it'd be more than a coincidence.

Steve, can't the flight of the Z-400

be canceled temporarily?

TREVOR: No, it can't.

It's already been launched from its mother ship.

Hey!

What are you doing there?

Who are you?

Hello.

I am the group's manager.

Here's my card.

You know, I didn't see you when they arrived.

I guess I was still in the bus, doing paperwork.

There's lots of that these days.

Yeah, well, uh, this base is on alert,

and I just received an anonymous tip

that, uh, someone was prowling around in here.

I'm the only one here.

I wish I could help you, uh... Lieutenant.

Hey, maybe you can help me.

Would you mind holding this wedge for a second?

Well...

I'll explain it to you.

Our drummer is very fussy,

and I have to be sure these drums are well-adjusted.

Just stick it under the drum.

All the way down, that's right.

Yes, a little more, to the left.

Yes.

( chiming ) That's good.

That's absolutely perfect.

Your help is invaluable...

My help is invaluable.

And I will have more need for your help.

My help... is invaluable.

That's right, Lieutenant.

Follow me.

Come.

They have Alan in a cell.

His career is ruined.

Maybe not, Anne.

They wouldn't even let me see him.

They said they can't afford to take any chances

with the lapdog missiles on the base

and, uh, someone in Alan's mental state.

A lapdog missile?

Well, we're the only base in the region that has them.

They're the newest heat-seeking missiles.

Where are they on the base?

Well, the launchpad's over there.

Well, you seem very interested, Diana.

Maybe it's just the name that intrigues me.

No, there's more to it than that.

In fact, there's more to you than meets the eye.

I wondered why this morning

you got top-level security clearance,

and I'm head of the department, and I don't even have one.

I'll tell you the whole story later.

I better get to work.

( metronome ticking )

You will do what I command.

My help is invaluable.

A certain newly arrived officer poses a bit of a problem for us.

My help is invaluable.

So... here are your instructions pertaining

to Lieutenant Colonel Steve Trevor.

Yeah, well, you called it, Diana.

The Hull City Howlers were on each of the bases

on the days the sabotage occurred.

What about the fingerprints

on that picture their manager gave me.

Yeah, they match the prints of one Otto Franz.

Now the only person

that I can recall with that name

was a NATO colonel in Europe

who stole a prototype defense aircraft.

Now during the process, the plane was destroyed,

and I thought that both he and the pilot died in the crash.

I remember that case.

There's something else about Colonel Franz.

He's an expert in mesmerism.

That's exactly right.

Now that incident involving Major Cornell

is beginning to make sense.

( knocking on door )

Uh, we're going to have to break transmission, Diana.

Steve, we have to talk.

If Otto Franz is involved...

Okay, um, uh, meet me at the service club at 1600 hours.

That's exactly 15 minutes from now.

Is that alright? You got it.

Okay.

( knocking on door )

Come in.

Lieutenant Colonel Trevor?

Yes.

A matter requiring

your immediate attention has arisen.

It concerns the flight of the Z-400.

What happened?

If you would come with me, please, sir.

Hey, what's going on?

Straight ahead, sir.

Ah, welcome, Lieutenant Colonel.

Oh, perhaps I should say, welcome, I.A.D.C. agent

Steve Trevor.

I'm Edmund Dante.

Perhaps you should say, "Otto Franz."

So you know.

Oh, yes, we know,

in spite of the clever plastic surgery

and your masquerade as a rock group manager.

Considering I was brought up on Beethoven,

a rock group is a rather... cunning door opener,

don't you think?

You were a respected officer.

Most respected.

Not at all, uh... unlike yourself.

But my career was a stepping stone

to more profitable activities.

Of course, they have their risks...

as profitable activities do.

You were responsible for the death

of that pilot that crashed in the prototype plane.

That pilot was a fool.

Cost me $5 million.

Yes...

my payment for delivery of that aircraft intact.

Tell me, what kind of a price tag

did they put on the Z-400?

Substantial.

But not for a Z-400 intact.

It has to be destroyed.

So, as it approaches San Remo, it will be blown to oblivion.

An interested party in eastern Europe

gains a defense advantage and...

I gain a lot as well.

( high-pitched tone chiming )

As an I.A.D.C. agent,

I'm sure you've been trained to use all your senses

to their utmost.

Lieutenant Colonel, this is a test.

( amplified crinkling )

( amplified thud )

( metronome ticking )

( amplified ticking )

( amplified ticking )

( metronome ticking )

You will do precisely what I tell you to do.

You will think what I tell you to think.

Your feelings will not be your own.

You will pay--

you and all the others wearing a uniform like you.

Every moment of your life, frightful torment...

unless I say otherwise.

But why should I?

Who but I know...

what real pain is?

( amplified crash )

Lieutenant...

you know your instructions.

In precisely 33 minutes,

you will set off a lapdog missile.

At that time, the Z-400 will be off the screen,

testing its anti-surveillance equipment.

But it won't come back.

( Dante laughs )

I can see them running around, wondering what happened to it.

Lieutenant...

it's time.

Yes...

my help is invaluable.

And you...

you will go back to where I found you.

I'm sure that the hardware store

will be most pleased to have you back.

And...

it's a good time for me to take my leave.

As the unsuspecting Howlers howl,

the Z-400 will burn.

( metronome ticking )

DIANA: The sound of a bell seemed to snap him out of it.

TREVOR: A bell?

Sounds like Pavlov's dogs, only in reverse.

DIANA: The sound of a bell seemed to snap him out of it.

( rock music playing )

* Whoa, yeah... *

* Oh... *

* We've been waiting all night *

* Just to hear this song... *

Whoo!

DIANA: The sound of a bell seemed to snap him out of it.

( metronome ticking )

( thunderclap )

Wonder Woman?

Well, this ought to give you a workout.

( tires screeching )

* *

DIANA: The sound of a bell seemed to snap him out of it.

( tires screeching )

( tires spinning )

( bell softly dinging )

What are you doing?

Wonder Woman, just in time.

Just in time to get a few answers, Dante.

Even with your special abilities

you have to tell the truth.

How do you plan to destroy Z-400?

With a lapdog missile.

I knew it.

Who are you getting to do your dirty work this time?

Lieutenant Stonehouse, from the launch control facility,

south of the base.

But don't bother.

You're too late.

We'll see.

Keep him on ice, Steve.

It would be my pleasure.

( buzzing )

Stonehouse.

Another security check, Lieutenant?

No, a little more than that, Captain.

Sergeant, move, down the stairs.

Keep your hand away from that gun.

Everyone, on your feet.

Over here.

Slowly unloosen that gun belt

and let it fall to the floor.

Have you gone crazy?

Don't touch those controls.

28 seconds to go.

A lapdog has been launched.

Then I'm too late.

Right now, it's headed straight for the Z-400.

If I can only divert it.

PILOT: This is Zebra 4-0-0 calling San Remo.

CONTROLLER: This is San Remo Control.

Come in, Zebra.

PILOT: I've deactivated anti-surveillance shield.

Do you have us?

CONTROLLER: Affirmative.

You're back on the screen, Zebra, as large as life.

( beeping )

PILOT: There's a bogey at 6:00 Coming at us fast.

( beeping )

Come on, baby, react.

PILOT: It's changed direction.

( sighs )

Good work, Captain.

Look who's talking.

( rock music playing )

* You know what I want to hear... *

I don't know about you, but I feel like celebrating.

The Z-400 test flight was an unqualified success.

Not to mention the fact

that Otto Franz is safely tucked away in jail.

( laughing ): Yeah.

He's going to be alright.

Alan?

He's under observation over at Psychiatric,

but they say it looks like all he needs is a few days rest.

How about Lieutenant Stonehouse?

She probably didn't ask.

( Anne laughing )

He'll be fine, too.

Both will be cleared of charges.

The higher-ups have been pretty understanding

about everything.

That's good. Sounds to me like the party's

in there, ladies, shall we?

Mm.

Hold it.

I want to get a picture of you two.

Here, it wouldn't be complete without you.

* Now, you know what I want to hear... *

Oh...

MITCH: Everybody clap your hands together.

( camera shutter clicks )

* Wonder Woman *

* Here to fight the force of evil *

* And your chance won't be denied *

* Woman of the hour with your superpower *

* We're so glad you're on our side! *

* Wonder Woman! *

* You're a wonder, Wonder Woman! *