Original subtitles

[car honking]

Okay, Professor.

We're all set for the demonstration at Fort Henderson.

I've personally confirmed everything

with the state department and the military personnel.

Good boy, Jeff.

I can always depend on you.

[crackling]

What happened?

Professor Gordon, are you okay?

Yes. Yes, yes, yes. I'm alright, I'm alright!

What are we gonna do, Professor?

All the information on your formula

was stored in that computer. Now it's been destroyed.

Well, don't worry.

I've got a duplicate disk of the formula stored away in a place

that only I know about.

I didn't know you had a backup disk, Professor. What a break.

Professor Gordon.

What happened?

Somebody sabotaged the computer.

Was anybody in here while Jeff and I were out?

She was.

[theme music]

[music continues]

- Who is it? - It's just us, Natasha.

Come in.

[sniffles]

Natasha, what are you doing?

Going back to the Soviet Union.

I'm will not stay where I'm not wanted.

Come on, what do you mean not wanted? I want you.

I-I, I-I mean..

Thanks, TJ.

But the professor does not.

The computer in the lab blew up yesterday.

He thinks I did it.

Come on, Natasha. You know that can't be true.

Yes, it is.

He doesn't like me nor trust me because I'm a Russian.

[knocking]

I'm Elena Borchek. Soviet Council.

Give me five minutes, please.

Oh, Natashok, Natashok. Everyone is so upset.

You must reconsider.

I thought you were my friend.

I thought you cared about my feelings.

I am, but you can't just think about yourself.

The Soviet and U.S. governments have gone through lot of trouble

putting together this exchange program.

'Besides, I hand-picked you for this project.'

I don't care.

I want to go home.

The professor does not want me here.

Don't worry about the professor.

The U.S. State Department has contacted him already

and he has apologized.

I don't want to be forced on him.

He'll only hate me more.

I'm sorry, Natasha. You have no choice.

Were you, uh, were you gonna leave without saying goodbye?

I would've written from Moscow.

Well, I wouldn't have answered.

Liar.

How do you say, "I love you" in Russian?

[speaking in Russian]

Do we have to go to the concert tonight?

It's music from the Balkans. I thought you were dying to go.

I know, but..

...I'd rather be with you alone tonight.

If this project didn't mean so much to me

I'd tell 'em to stuff it.

She's too nice a person, Professor.

I don't believe she'd do anthing--

They've no right to make me keep her.

Don't let her out of your sight.

Yes, sir.

Good morning, Professor. Good morning, Jeff.

Hi, Natasha.

We have to get ready for the test demonstration.

Jeff will tell you what to do.

I don't know what to tell you. He's just in one of those moods.

Oh, yeah, TJ. What happened?

You make me buy tickets to the Bulgarian music festival

then you never show up.

I got tied up.

Lana, tell him how long we waited.

What do you mean tied up?

Cool it, Clark. Can't you see TJ's blushing?

Blushing? I'm not blushing. This is, this is a sunburn.

You know it's really weird about Natasha.

I mean, like, you know the Professor

blaming her for that computer glitch.

Well, they don't call him "Uptight Gordon" for nothing.

But you know, anything's possible.

What, you saying she did it? She's no criminal.

TJ, we are covering a story on the professor's formula.

It is our job to think and to-to question things.

Why only question things about Natasha?

How about the hundred others

going in and out of that building?

Only three people had access to the lab.

Only one's not an American, right?

Whatever it is you have for Natasha

has made you lose your objectivity.

Yeah? I think your prejudice has made you lose yours.

Guys, guys, um, let's lighten up here.

I'm just furious.

Oh, that's real good. That's good.

- I don't believe him. - Clark, Clark.

Just be a little bit more understanding.

It's the first time TJ's ever had a girl he's really liked.

I know that.

[indistinct chattering]

Professor, can you tell me a little about your project?

Well, uh, I've come close to developing a formula

that improves the efficiency of gasoline

and, uh, this is the first in a series of tests.

Well, um, what would that do for the price of gas?

Uh, cut it by ninety percent. But the important thing is this.

'It would help solve our energy needs'

reduce the pollutions in our oceans and forests.

That's quite impressive, Professor.

About the explosion in the lab yesterday

do, do you have any idea what caused it?

Yes, it was an electrical short.

Electrical short, huh?

You think there will be anymore student exchanges

between the Unites States and The Soviet?

Let's just say that I didn't hand-pick the participants.

'Uh, this is a very sensitive project, you have to be careful'

and I don't know this or any other Soviet student very well.

Will you excuse me, please?

Hope I get a shot with his beady little eyes closed

just like his mind and his heart.

Like mine, TJ?

Ready.

[engine revving]

[dramatic music]

[explosion]

[all clamoring]

Did you see that, Clark?

- Clark? - What about Natasha? Natasha!

[siren wailing]

Professor.

Are you alright?

Yes. Yes, I think I'm alright.

Thanks to you, Superboy.

I'm glad I could help, sir.

Wait, wait a minute.

- Professor, what went wrong? - I don't know.

'But you can be sure that I'm going to find out.'

Is there anything I can do, Professor?

No! Not a thing.

Natasha.

He hates me.

I didn't do anything to him.

This is the container from which you poured your formula?

Yes. And I tested the contents.

Somebody mixed ether into the formula.

Result, explosion.

Lieutenant Harris.

Oh, you again, kid.

That's alright. They're from the college paper.

You're sure only you three had access to the formula?

Positive.

Lieutenant, I found this in one of the lockers.

Any idea what this might be, Professor?

Ether.

Where'd you find this?

I found it in one of the lockers right over here.

Whose locker is that?

Mine.

[phone ringing]

- Oh, come to see your friend? - Yes, sir.

- Too late. - Why?

She left with the Soviet Council.

I knew they'd have to let her go.

No. We let her go on condition that she'd be out

of the country in three days.

- Three days. - I'm sorry, TJ.

The only way we can get them to let her stay

is if we can prove she's innocent.

Thought you were ninety percent sure she was guilty.

You've had a lot of wrong thoughts these last few days.

I'm sorry. I was really outta line. That's history, huh?

So we all agree that only three people

had access to the lab, right?

We're in sync that Natasha's innocent, right?

You and I are TJ, but what switched you?

I never said she was guilty.

So that leaves two possibilities.

That's Jeff and the professor.

The professor won't sabotage his own project.

You don't know what his problems are

or where they might lead him.

Okay, Clark you take the professor, I'll take Jeff.

- Okay' - Oh, wait. What about me?

You be the message coordinator.

Uh, we'll call in about every thirty minutes.

- Uh-huh. - Whoopee!

I can't talk now.

I'll come over as soon as I can.

Yes, don't worry. Everything's all set up.

[dramatic music]

[knock on door]

Yeah.

Excuse me, Professor.

I don't have time to talk to you now.

Especially about that girl.

I'm not so sure she's guilty.

[chuckling]

How dense can you be?

The janitor saw her in the lab after Jeff and I left.

And the ether was found in her locker.

Bear with me for one moment.

Let's, let's-let's say she really is innocent.

No, no, no, no, no. I trust Jeff unequivocally.

I wasn't thinking of Jeff.

Your subtlety astounds me.

Why would I discredit my own formula?

I'm just covering all the bases.

If Superboy hadn't saved me

I would have been killed in that explosion.

I'm a physicist. I know the power of explosives.

Will I be stupid enough to cause an explosion that might kill me?

I have work to do.

- Thank you, Professor. - Mm-hmm.

Lana? Yeah, I-I'm outside the Atwater Oil Company building.

I'm going in after Jeff.

[dramatic music]

The Atwater Oil Company. When did he call?

Um, just a few minutes ago.

Alright, bye.

The Atwater Oil Company.

Professor Gordon's formula..

...it's for gasoline.

We're almost home free, Mr. Drake.

I've got the professor thinking

Natasha's worse than Stalin himself.

Well, I don't give a damn what the professor thinks.

All I care about is destroying that formula.

Because if we don't, it's going to ruin my company

and probably every other oil company in the world.

Well, don't worry. He's only got one backup disk.

[door opens]

[camera shutter clicks]

I'm sorry. Am I in your way?

I don't care about the shirt, but this camera. Really, guys..

What the--

He was taking pictures of the door.

- His name's TJ - Hey, Jeff. What a coincidence.

He's from the school newspaper.

Always sticking his nose where it doesn't belong.

Look, I was just taking a few pictures.

Yeah, of our door.

Sorry, fellas. Didn't realize the door is off-limits.

Argh. You can take the film out of this and I'll be on my way.

You're not going anywhere.

Listen, I gotta get back at the lab.

So it was you all the time, huh?

You set Natasha up!

Get out of here. Take care of your problem.

And he's mine.

Okay.

Send him home to mama.

No, no. Via the shortcut.

You're not getting away with this.

The state and the Russians won't be too happy about this--

(Drake) Now!

Please, don't do this, guys. Just a minute, please.

Wait, save the camera.

Oh, no. Wait. Would it mean anything if I said sorry?

No, no, you can't..

[screaming]

If I don't thank you before, before I faint

I-I want you to know you restored my faith in you.

Take a few deep breaths and you'll feel better.

Come on.

And you can show that I'm innocent?

The professor's the guilty one. The proof's in the lab.

Yeah. Jeff's the one. He's going back to the lab.

Superboy's after him and I'm going there also.

Jeff?

Professor.

I'm sorry, Natasha.

My own stupid prejudice blinded me.

Aw, very touching speech, professor. Come here.

No. What are you doing? Let her go!

Soon as you stop playing hardball.

How about I blow away this pretty face?

Why are you doing this?

A million dollars, give or take a few thousand.

And do I get the disk, Professor? Or..

Alright, alright. In the lower drawer.

There's a false bottom. Press the knob on the right.

[grunts]

I'm afraid you two have outlived your usefulness.

Natasha.

In case you're wondering, Professor.

I'm setting the fire Natasha started.

The poor thing dropped the formula while trying to escape.

As usual the communist are inept at their task. Right, Professor?

So long, Professor.

Thanks for everything.

[glass shattering]

[gunshots]

TJ.

My formula. In his pocket.

I'm sure he'll be more than happy to incriminate his friends

at Atwater Oil in exchange for a lighter sentence.

- If the deal's right. - Just get him out of here.

But why do you have to go?

I mean you were proven innocent.

The professor has been asked to continue his studies in Russia

and he asked me to assist him.

- That is really great. - Congratulations.

We're gonna miss you.

- Goodbye, Natasha. - Bye.

See you, guys.

Well, I'm not gonna miss you.

Liar.

I got a billion pictures of you.

I guess I'll be surrounded by you forever.

TJ.

I'll never forget you.

Never.

Never, never, never.

[speaking in Russian]

(TJ) I'll be seeing you.

[theme music]

Captioned by Grant Brown