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(Supercar whirs)

(lively orchestral music)

¢ Supercar f

¢ Supercar f

¢ With beauty and grace,
as swift as can be f

£ Watch it flying through the air S

f It travels in space or under the sea

f And it can journey anywhere J

¢ Supercar f

¢ Supercar f

~ It travels on land or roams the skies J

~ Through the heavens' stormy rage I

f It's Mercury-manned and everyone cries f

f It's the marvel of the age I

¢ Supercar f

¢ Supercar f

¢ Supercar f

(Supercar whirs)

(Supercar bangs)

(soft orchestral music)

(switch clicks)

(horn honks)

- Eh, well now.

Um, have we ordered everything, | wonder?

Transistors for the professor, yes,

breakfast cereal for Jimmy,

eh, paint, PVC wire,

eh, new suspenders for me,

and nuts, assorted, for Mitch, yes.

Most satisfactory.

All we have to do now

is to take the out of town coach, and-

- Excuse me.

- Well, certainly.

| mean, yes?

- My friend and | wish
to reach Bonneville Flats

for the speed trials.

Would you perhaps put
us on the right road?

- | beg your pardon, Bonneville Flats.

Oh, they're over there.

It's, oh, about 300 miles.

- | know that, but the road,

if you would be so very kind.

- Oh, the road.

My dear fellow, why didn't
you Say so in the first place?

As a matter of fact, if
you would be kind enough

to give me a lift,

| could show you part of the way.

- Mm, this is going to be
too easy, friend Zarin.

That would indeed be helpful of you, sir.

- | was going by coach,

but | shall be delighted to accompany you.

- Get in then.

That is, if you would care to enter.

(car whirs)

Too kind of you, Dr. Beaker.

- My dear fellow, do you know me?

- Oh, we know you, Dr. Beaker,

but it seems you are too
preoccupied to recognise us.

- Masterspy.

Well, now, who's a fool?

- Who indeed?

(Masterspy laughs)

- Professor?

- Yes, Mike?

- | don't know what Dr. Beaker was doing

to these circuits this morning,

but he sure made a mess of them.

- What do you mean?

- There's all sorts of loose wires

hanging around the dashboard.

| can't see what they're for.

Some of them aren't
even properly soldered.

(dashboard hisses)

Wow.

- Well, if | were you, Mike,

I'd leave the whole thing alone

until Dr. Beaker comes
back from Carson City.

He shouldn't be long now.

- You could be right.

When the doc gets his hands on anything,

it's better to leave it alone.

- Hey, professor, what's
this switch doing here?

| never saw it before.

- Don't touch it, Jimmy.

| don't know what it does.

- All | know is, | don't
want any part of it

until the maestro comes back.

By the way, isn't he a bit overdue?

- You'll excuse my asking,

you're not really going to
Bonneville Flats, are you?

(Masterspy laughs)

- No, Dr. Beaker, since
you ask, we are not.

We are going to a place
called Green Ghost Wells,

of which | doubt you have ever heard.

- Green Ghost Wells?

Of course, a fascinating
geological formation,

most fascinating.

- What is this Green
Ghost Wells, Masterspy?

You did not speak of it before,

and | do not like the sound of it.

- Not it, friend Zarin, them.

A group of craters in the desert

about 50 miles from here.

- Yes, probably meteoric
in origin, you know.

- Dr. Beaker, we are not here

for you to give us a lecture.

- Oh, then do forgive me,

but just what are we here for?

- To make an exchange, Dr. Beaker.

Supercar for yourself safe and sound.

Otherwise, | fear (laughs)

- But are you sure the plan
will work this time, Masterspy?

- This time, it will.

Now, return your eyes to the road, idiot,

and look out for a telephone booth.

| have (laughs) a call to make.

- Let's leave it at that
for the moment, Professor.

I'll take the jeep down to the highway,

and see if | can pick Beaker up.

(phone rings)

- That could be Dr. Beaker now.

Maybe he missed the bus
out from Carson City.

- I'll go and see.

- Well, | hope he's here soon.

I'd like to know what all this new wiring

in the cockpit is for.

- Yeah, and that switch
on the wall over there.

- This is Professor Popkiss here.

Who is that calling?

- You do not remember my voice, Professor?

| confess | am hurt.

No, not physically, you fool.

It is 1, Masterspy.
(timpani drums bang)

- What?

What's that you're saying?

- Itis very simple, Professor.

| have Dr. Beaker.

You have Supercar.

We will have a fair exchange,

that is if you do not want
something (laughs) unpleasant

to happen to the dear doctor.

But wait, | will allow
him to speak to you.

- Hello?

Hello, Beaker, Beaker, is that you?

- Yes, I'm afraid to say it's quite true.

We are going for a small journey

to, oh, now, let me see,

oh, yes, Green Ghost Wells.

- That will be enough, Dr. Beaker.

| wish only to establish
that you are with me,

or | could make no bargain.

- Well, there seems to be little | can do.

Very well.

- Good, | am glad you
are being so sensible.

Now, | want you to pay close
attention to my instructions.

(dramatic orchestral music)

- Where's this place you said?

Green Ghost Wells.

Sounds mighty peculiar to me.

- It's a series of deep pits
or craters in the desert,

about 70 miles from here.

They were probably caused by meteors,

or perhaps volcanic activity.

- I've got them.

Green Ghost Wells.

Sounds like an old prospector's claim.

Is there any water in them?

- Why, | don't think so,
just craters, | believe.

- | wonder why he wouldn't say which one.

Anyway, let's not waste time.

4:30, he said, and it's nearly 3:00 now.

Let's set her up for takeoff.

- What are you gonna do, Mike?

- Well, I'm not gonna
stand around here talking.

And Professor, get the
police on the phone.

If they've got Beaker, it's no joke.

- The police?

But Mike, you can't do that.

(car rumbles)

- You'll see that | have
been too clever for them

this time, friend Zarin.

- | don't see, Masterspy.

What is to stop them coming
after us with the police?

- Because, my imbecile friend,

they don't know where we are.

- But, excuse me for interrupting you,

is that strictly so?

| thought we were going
to Green Ghost Wells.

- Green Ghost Wells, Green Ghost Wells,

do you suppose that | am as
thickheaded as Zarin here?

These are pits in the ground, my friend,

deep holes, and there are many of them.

- I'm afraid, my dear fellow,

that | still don't follow you.

- How do you think they are to know

which one we are going to, hm?

| did not tell them.

| said only that they would
see a signal from the air,

and that, if they did not land immediately

with Supercar and with nothing else,

(Masterspy laughs)

well, let us not think about that, huh?

- You see, Mike, you cannot
lead the police to Beaker

because you won't know
in which pit exactly

Masterspy is hidden until you
see his signal from the air.

| do not think he will be
visible from the ground,

and it will take several hours

to search for the right pit.

- And we only have an hour and a half.

You're right, Professor.

- Gee, Mike, does this mean

we're going to have to give him Supercar

to save Dr. Beaker?

- I'm afraid it's beginning
to look that way, Jimmy.

- Isn't there anything
we can do to stop him?

- You see, there is nothing they can do

but obey my instructions.

No police, nothing.

You can turn off the road
here, Zarin, my friend.

(car rumbles)

Be careful, friend Zarin.

There is a long way to go yet,

and (laughs) | would not like

to damage Dr. Beaker.

That would be (laughs) too dishonest.

- Console to pilot.

- I'm here, Professor, but
| still hate to give up.

- So do I, Mike, but we
haven't got much time.

- You know, to think I've
gotta fly Supercar straight out

and hand it over nicely to Masterspy.

Well, | don't like the idea much.

- If you hate the idea so much, Mike,

we could always fly her out on-

- Hey, yes.

- On remote, yeah.

Maybe you got something there, Professor.

This needs some careful thinking.

- | don't see how it would help us, Mike.

We could fly Supercar out
on the remote control,

but what then?

- Now, hold on, hold
on a minute, Professor.

I'm cooking up something.

Maybe we don't fly her
all the way out on remote,

just the last half mile or so.

- You mean we should put you down

somewhere away from the craters,

and let you walk the rest of the way?

- That's right, Professor.

Set me down, take Supercar off again,

controlling her from here.

That'll keep Masterspy's attention fixed,

and I'll sneak up and get to Beaker.

If | get to him first,

you can take off again

before Masterspy gets anywhere near.

- That's a good idea, Professor.

Masterspy's sure to be
watching Supercar coming in

to land, and he'll think Mike's in it.

- Mm, | see your plan,

but how will you tell which crater it is

he's got Dr. Beaker in?

- That's a point, Professor,

but let's see when we get there, huh?

Right now, let's get in the air fast,

if the doc's electric
circuits will let us.

- All right, Mike, ready
to charge port engine.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

- If you mean to, um, (clears
throat) catch the sun's rays

with that mirror, my dear fellow,

you've got it pointing the wrong way.

The sun is over there.

- Oh, thank you, Dr. Beaker.

Your help is invaluable,

though to assist in our illicit enterprise

(laughs) perhaps lacks a certain loyalty.

(Masterspy laughs)

(Supercar whirs)

- Port engine charging, coming up nicely.

9,000.

11,000.

13,000.

15,000, steady.

- Interlock on.

- Charging starboard.

(switch clicks)

(engine whirs)
Five.

Seven.

Nine.

11.

13.

15,000, steady.

- Interlock on.

- Fire one.

(switch clicks)

(engine roars)

Fire two.

(switch clicks)

(engine roars)

- Ready to go when you are, Mike.

- Here goes, then.

Full boost.

- [Jimmy] Good luck, Mike.

- Thanks, Jimmy.

Just as long as | keep my fingers away

from Dr. Beaker's loose
wires, I'll be all right.

- Right, roof doors opening.

(shimmery music)

(Supercar whirs)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(lively orchestral music)

Console to pilot, console to pilot.

- Hello, console.

I'm now at 5,000 feet,
heading 275 magnetic,

speed 230 knots.

Visibility clear all around.

- Ask him what his plan is, Professor.

How's he gonna find Masterspy
without being spotted?

- Mike, you have just 25 minutes left.

How are you going to identify the crater?

- With ClearView.

I'll climb high up

so that Masterspy can't spot me,

and use the telescopic lens.

- But Mike, the air's
absolutely still out there.

He'll hear you.

- Oh, no, he won't,

because I'm gonna climb to 30,000 now,

and come in over the craters in a glide.

I'll maintain as much altitude as | can

while | pinpoint him,

and then glide right down to a landing.

He won't even know I'm there,

unless I'm very unlucky.

- Gee, Professor, do you think it'll work?

- | don't know, Jimmy,

but it sounds possible.

The only trouble is that
Supercar doesn't handle very well

with the motors off.

Hello, Mike, do you think
you can control in a glide?

- Sure, don't worry.

Climbing now.

(Supercar whirs)

- Do you hear anything, friend Zarin?

(Supercar whirs)

- No, Masterspy,

indeed, here, everything seems very quiet.

| do not like it.

- So, because it is
called Green Ghost Wells,

you expect a green ghost to appear?

(Masterspy laughs)

(Zarin laughs)

- Not exactly, Masterspy, but-

- But nothing, you fool.

What we expect is red,

and no ghost either.

| tell you that, within 15 minutes,

Mr. Mercury will arrive with Supercar,

our Supercar.

(Supercar whirs)

- Altitude 27,000 feet.

I'd better be careful,

| don't wanna leave a vapour trail.

30,000, levelling off, cutting throttle.

(throttle hisses)

(Supercar whirs)
(wind blows)

Calling console.

- What is it, Mike?

- You were right, Professor,

this is gonna be rougher than | thought.

I'm getting hardly any
lift from these stub wings.

(soft orchestral music)

I'll have to take her in a series

of wide circles, Professor.

It's the only way | can
maintain enough speed

to stop her stalling.

It's gonna be harder
using ClearView, though.

- What's his trouble, Professor?

- Well, you see, Jimmy,

Supercar was never designed
to fly without power on.

With such tiny wings, she
needs plenty of forward speed

to keep her up in the air,

or else she needs to use the lifting jets.

- And Mike can't use those,

or Masterspy might hear him.

- That's right, Jimmy,

but I'm sure Mike can handle it.

- Watch your screen.

Switching ClearView on
now, long focus lens.

(screen beeps)

- Professor, | saw something flash.

- There they are, I've got them now.

I've marked them.

Now, I'm taking her down.

- Another 10 minutes, | should think,

before friend Mercury brings me my prize.

Would you say, Dr. Beaker,

that | have the right angle now?

Yes, about there, | should say, yes,

let me see, allowing for
the three-degree change

in the sun's azimuth over the
next quarter of an hour or so.

- You are so clever, Dr. Beaker.

- It's gonna be tricky landing,

and I'm coming down fast.

It's rocky down below, Professor.

Don't think | dare skate
her in on her belly,

so I'll have to switch
on vertical drag to land.

- But Mike, as soon as you switch on,

Masterspy will hear you.

- That's right, Professor.

You'll have to take off fast

the moment | get clear,

and I'll have to move like lightning

to beat you to the crater.

(wind whooshes)

Calling console, coming
in fast about five miles

from the crater, if I've
still got the right one.

Can't see a sign of
them from ground level.

Masterspy was being real clever

when he thought this one up,

but he's been a bit too clever.

He can't be seen from ground level,

but he can't see me.

- Be careful, Mike.

If you should hit the
ground at that speed.

- | know, Professor.

I've already thought of that.

About a mile and a half to go.

I'll have to cut in motors
to break her now, Professor.

Fire both.

(engines whir)

This is really rough.

I'll be surprised if
Masterspy can't hear this.

(Masterspy laughs)

- Right on time.

Do you hear that, Dr. Beaker?

Your friend is in the sky above us,

coming in to land.

- Phase one of the operation
completed, Professor.

ClearView on, setting
controls for remote handling.

I'll take the emergency
intercom set with me.

She's all yours, Professor.

- Right, Mike, and don't
do anything foolish now.

- Don't worry, you fly Supercar,

I'll go get Beaker.

- It seems friend Mercury is
not as good at observation

as | had thought.

| cannot see him,

and the sound of his
motors is fainter, too.

Can the fool not find us?

- Hello, console, do you
read me, do you read me?

- Reading, strength five.

Are you Clear of takeoff zone, Mike?

- [Mike] I'm clear, Professor.

You get her in the air,
I'm going after Beaker.

(dramatic orchestral music)

- All set, | think, Jimmy.

Let's hope I'm as good a pilot as Mike.

- Ah-ha, the engines are louder.

| think he is coming this way.

- Come on, Professor, I'm halfway there.

(instruments beep)

(Supercar whirs)

That's it, Professor, beautiful.

You're doing fine.

- There it is, Dr. Beaker.

Do you see it?

Supercar.

(Masterspy laughs)

- My dear fellow, | do
believe you're right.

- And they have seen us.

The machine has turned this way.

Well done, Mr. Mercury.

If you would kindly put
it down on our doorstep,

up there, on the edge of the crater.

Come, friend Zarin.

You, Doctor, you stay where you are.

- Okay, Professor, they're here.

If you come in to land on a slight angle,

they'll see the cockpit's
empty and maybe leave Beaker.

- Right you are, Mike.

The rest is up to you.

- Hm, Masterspy, there is no pilot.

- No pilot?

What do you mean, fool?

- See for yourself.

What does it mean?

- | will tell you, my idiot friend,

we know already the machine
can be flown without a pilot.

This means that the cowardly
Mr. Mercury dare not meet us

face to face because he knows

that, this time, we have won.

(soft orchestral music)

- No pilot?

Extraordinary.

Most extraordinary.

- | do not like it, Masterspy.

It is a trick.

Supercar flying by
itself, it is unnatural.

- Fool, you suppose, perhaps,

your green ghost is responsible.

Ah, they have flown it
from their laboratory.

- No pilot?

What can they have in mind?

- [Mike] Don't yell out, Doc,
but the pilot's right here.

- Curious.

Most curious.

- Professor, Beaker's okay.

He's here with me.

Take off fast, we've got them fooled.

- Wait a minute, my dear fellow.

- Hold it, Beaker's got something.

- This would appear to be
an excellent opportunity

to test the new equipment
| was installing.

- You mean all those loose wires?

- | do indeed.

Request them to depress the
switch on the wall, would you?

- [Mike] Don't ask me why,

but Doc says to throw
that taped up wall switch.

- I'll do it, Professor.

- What's it all about, Doc?

- Well, it's something | had designed

to scare away inquisitive creatures.

| feel that Masterspy is about to fall

into the, um, inquisitive category,

so perhaps we might climb up and observe.

- A heartwarming sight,
is it not, friend Zarin?

Our very own Supercar.

- Here it goes, Professor.

(switch clicks)

- | still don't like it, Masterspy.

Somehow, | feel there is something wrong.

- Imbecile, how can you possibly?

(Masterspy whimpers)

- There, | knew it was a.

(Zarin whimpers)

- Well, | never.

Instant dancing.

- They make a pretty good team, huh?

They should be on Broadway.

(Masterspy and Zarin whimper)

- Of course, really,

it was my intention to use the charge

against wild animals.

- Never mind, Doc.

It worked pretty well
on Masterspy and Zarin.

- That is essentially true.

- The only thing is,

with all your secrecy about that gizmo,

someone could've thrown that switch

when | was climbing out of
the cockpit, couldn't they?

And I'd have been hopping mad,

in every sense of the word.

- My dear fellow, there's
no cause for anxiety.

It says here that the charge

of less than 150 volts, with
minimum current, of course,

it would be most dangerous
to try the mains plug,

is a positive tonic to the system.

- It is, huh?

Well, have this one on me.

(Beaker grunts)
(whimsical orchestral music)

(Beaker laughs)

Me, I'd rather stay home
and watch television.

Programmes aren't so shocking.

(Supercar whirs)

(lively orchestral music)

¢ Supercar f

¢ Supercar f

¢ With beauty and grace,
as swift as can be f

£ Watch it flying through the air S

f It travels in space or under the sea

f And it can journey anywhere J

¢ Supercar f

¢ Supercar f

~ It travels on land or roams the skies J

~ Through the heavens' stormy rage I

f It's Mercury-manned,
and everyone cries J

f It's the marvel of the age I

¢ Supercar f

¢ Supercar f

¢ Supercar f

(Supercar bangs)