All language subtitles for 01. The Electrical Brain

High atop one of the hills...

which ring the teeming
metropolis of Gotham City,

a large house rears its bulk
against the dark sky.

Outwardly, there's nothing
to distinguish this house
from many others.

But, deep in the cavernous
basement of this house,

in a chamber hewn from
the living rock of the mountain,

is the strange, dimly lighted,
mysteriously secret Bat's Cave,

hidden headquarters of America's
number one crime fighter--
Batman.

Yes, Batman--

clad in the somber costume
which has struck terror
to the heart...

of many a swaggering denizen
of the underworld.

Batman-- who even now
is pondering a plan...

of a new assault
against the forces of crime,

a crushing blow against evil
in which he will have
the valuable aid...

of his young,
two-fisted assistant--
Robin the Boy Wonder.

They represent American youth
who love their country...

and are glad to fight for it.

Wherever crime raises
its ugly head...

to strike with the venom
of a maddened rattlesnake,

Batman and Robin strike also.

And in this very hour,
when the Axis criminals...

are spreading their evil
over the world--
even within our own land--

Batman and Robin stand ready
to fight them to the death.

These boxes
are usually locked.
I know it.

Captain Arnold, please.

Captain Arnold
speaking.

I have a nice
little package for you.

You'll find it at the corner
of First and Maple.

Eberly.
What's doin', Captain?

It's the Batman again.
He's at the corner
of First and Maple.

And this time,
I'm goin' with you.

Calling Car 67. Six-seven.

That's us.
Go to First and Maple.

A702.

I'm warning you. Dr. Daka
will make you regret this.

Shut up!
Dr. Daka?

Who's that?
Never mind.
You'll find out.

Let's wait around to see
Captain Arnold's face
when he gets here.

No time for that. Don't forget
I've got a date. Let's go.

"You'll recognize these
as the last two men
of the Collins gang.

"I know you've been
looking for them
for some time.

"The Batman.

P.S. The keys to the handcuffs
are in this one's pocket."

It looks as though the Batman
has done you boys another favor.

Yeah. You oughta
put him on the force.
You find him, I'll put him on.

Come in.

Hello, Linda.
Hello.

I'm just finishing up.
I won't be a minute.
No hurry.

I'll just relax a moment.
It may settle my nerves.

Listen, will you keep
your hands out of there.

You've had your usual
busy day, I suppose.
Yep.

Up at the crack of noon,
a brisk walk to the corner...

and then to the club
for a rugged afternoon
of gin rummy.

Maybe you'll be too tired
to go with me tomorrow
to meet Uncle Martin.

- Oh, no.
I'll be right with you.
- Thanks.

It'll mean so much to him
to know that he still
has his friends...

despite all that trouble
he was in.

Only do me a favor.
Let's not start too early.

I'm always tired
in the morning.
All right.

You're liable to carry
that masquerade too far.
Think so?

Yes, I do. Why don't you
let her know who you
really are...

instead of letting
her think you're just
a good-for-nothing playboy?

If she knew I was the Batman,
she might worry, not that
she cares anything about me.

Besides, on account of
our special assignment
from Uncle Sam,

our success depends on
keeping our identity
a secret.

Suppose she asks you
about your status
in the army?

I can always tell her
I'm a 4-F.

That was fast.
I don't keep people waiting
like someone I know.

Read all about it!
Read all about the Batman!

Captures Collins gang!
Extra! Extra!

Hey, boy. Paper.

Extra! Extra!
The Batman is certainly
marvelous, isn't he?

I think he's a show-off.
Everybody that does anything
is a show-off to you.

I can do things too.
I'll show you.

I'll call for you tomorrow
and take you
to meet your uncle...

no matter how early
you want to leave--
even if it's before noon.

Nice of you to make such
a terrific sacrifice
on my account.

That looks like Warren.

Yeah, that's him.

My old cell mate.

Hiya, Marty old boy.

Why, hello, Foster.
I don't--
I know.

You didn't think
your old pal would
remember you, did you?

I'm expecting my niece
to pick me up.
Your niece?

Oh, sure. I know.
That's what
we came to tell you.

She couldn't make it.
We're going to take you
to her. Come on.

That looked like
my niece in that car.

You're seeing things,
Marty.
Stop the car!

Pipe down, Marty.
You're goin' with us.

Now sit back and relax.

What do you want from me?
You'll find out
soon enough.

Has Mr. Warren
left already?
Yes, ma'am.

Two men met him,
and they drove off
in a black sedan.

Uh, thank you.

He drove away with some men
in that black sedan we passed
back on the road.

Get in. We'll catch him
before he gets back to town.

Get going, Alfred.
Very good, sir.

I can't understand
why Uncle Martin
didn't wait for us.

Hey. That car
with the dame in it
is right back of us.

Step on it. We'll see
if they're tailing us.

They're speeding up, sir.
Drive a little faster, Alfred.
They're trying to lose us.

I have a strange feeling
that Uncle Martin is in
some kind of trouble.

They're gaining on us.
Can't you get any more speed
out of this jalopy?

Do you think
we can catch them?

Sure, but I hope we catch them
before some speed cop
catches us.

They're out of sight.
Release the gas
and make the change.

Hold everything.
I'm gonna turn around.

Here they come.
Get down.

They passed us.
Didn't give us
a tumble.

Let 'em try
to figure that one out.

They've disappeared, sir.

No side roads.
They just seem
to have vanished.

Well, Linda, I guess
your uncle wasn't
interested in seeing us.

I can't understand
his actions.

I guess the only thing to do
is to go back to the hospital
and wait for him to phone me.

Yeah, and find out how he
did that disappearing act.

I'd like to pull it sometime
when my creditors
are after me.

This was part
of a foreign land transplanted
bodily to America...

and known as Little Tokyo.

Since a wise government
rounded up the shifty-eyed Japs,

it has become virtually
a ghost street where only
one business survives--

eking out a precarious
existence on the dimes
of curiosity seekers.

This exhibit, my friends, was
created by artists that know,

artists who have created
some of the finest wax exhibits
in all of England and France.

The price of admission
is only 10 cents.

Uh, plus one cent tax
for Uncle Sam.

We're not gonna have
any trouble with you,
Marty, are we?

Now you're being smart.
It's educational.

All right, gentlemen,
right up these steps.

And if you don't say it's the
greatest exhibit you ever saw,
I'll refund your money.

All right, folks,
who's next?

Just a minute, folks.
I know you two
wanna ride alone.

End of the line, Marty.

Come in, Mr. Warren.

The League of the New Order
extends a cordial welcome
to an honored guest.

The League
of the New Order?

Yes, a group of men--
all of them dishonored
like yourself.

But I'm not a criminal.
I was convicted, yes,
and sent to prison.

But if the truth were known--
The fact remains
that you have been dishonored,

exactly like our friend
Mr. Fletcher here.

An excellent architect,
brilliant engineer--

except that some
of his buildings...

did not quite come up to...
specifications.

May I also present
Mr. Marshall,

Preston and Wallace.

Now, they are--
What-- What do you
want of me?

I am Dr. Daka, humble servant
of His Majesty Hirohito,

Heavenly Ruler
and Prince of the Rising Sun.

By divine destiny,
my country shall destroy...

the democratic forces of evil
in the United States
to make way for the New Order,

an order that will bring about
the liberation of the enslaved
people of America.

Each of these men--
dishonored by your
corrupt form of government--

is a specialist
in his line...

and has been especially
selected by me...

to execute the orders
I receive from Tokyo.

We need an industrialist
to round out our circle.

That is why
I have selected you.

If you cooperate with us
willingly,

you shall share
in the glorious victory
soon to be ours.

And if I refuse?

You have no choice
but to accept.

You will work with us
or be compelled
to work for us.

Therefore, it should
be very plain to you...

that you should be
willing to help serve
my glorious emperor.

Listen, Daka--
or whatever
your name is--

I owe my allegiance
to no country or order
but my own.

I'm an American
first and always,

and no amount of torture
conceived by your twisted
Oriental brain...

will make me
change my mind.

Ah, but you are laboring under
a great misapprehension.

I do not believe in anything
so barbaric as torture.

Wells.

Bob!
Your former partner.

He was our first choice
for the position
you are about to assume.

Unfortunately, he, too,
attempted to resist
the inevitable.

Bob, old man.
Don't you know me?

What have you
done to him?

Deprived him
of his ability to think.

I have converted him
into a zombie.

He can only act
as I direct.

You will notice
the metal headpiece...

from which a wire
leads to the spine.

Now, Mr. Warren, I would
like you to look at this
special microphone--

the only means
of communication
with a zombie.

When I speak into it,
this slave gets the impulses
through the headpiece...

and obeys my wishes.

By this means, I have him
carry out my orders...

no matter how far
he is from me.

Interesting, isn't it?

Wells, return
to your station.

Now, what is your answer?
It's still the same.

Marshall! Foster!

Take him
to my electronic laboratory.

Pat and Jones,
the door.

I'm not going to destroy
your brain at this time...

because you
have information
which I must have...

while you still
have your memory.

I'll tell you nothing.
Fletcher.

Fletcher, serum.

Have you ever heard
of the truth serum,
Mr. Warren?

It's one of the New Order's
favorite weapons.

Hold him.
Mr. Warren, you are
one of the men...

who endowed
the Gotham City
Foundation.

Therefore, you should
be able to give me...

the information
which I need.

How much radium
have they on hand
at the Gotham City Foundation?

Several grams.
Where do they keep it?

In the safe behind a picture
in Dr. Borden's dispensary.

Do you know
the combination?
No, I do not.

Preston,
lock him up.

Fortunately,
I do not have
to have the combination.

How are we gonna crack it?
What do you want
that radium for?

I will show you.

Pat and Jones,
the block.

Gentlemen, this is
the New Order's
secret weapon.

Marshall,
give me a capsule.

This weapon employs
an infinitesimal
amount of radium.

It is a small
yet deadly forerunner
of the atom smasher,

which, when perfected,
will smash anything...

that lies in our way
to victory.

Allow me to demonstrate
its destructiveness.

Place it and return
to your station.

I would step over this way,
gentlemen, if I were you.

Foster, I want you
particularly to see this.

There are several
adjustments for power
on this weapon.

However,
the weakest will suffice
for this operation.

Preston, step back
and observe.

Now watch what happens
to that solid block
of cement.

Gentlemen, this block
was originally concrete.

Watch.

Now you understand why
I must have more radium.

Why, sure. With more radium,
we can build a weapon
bigger than that gun.

Exactly. We can build
a lethal mechanism
so destructive...

as to make retaliation
by the United Nations
impossible.

However, this weapon
will suffice...

to open the safe
at the Gotham City
Foundation.

And I am giving you
that assignment.

We've been back over an hour,
and he hasn't called yet.

Don't worry about your uncle.
I'm sure he'll call you today...

and explain why he
didn't wait for us.

Maybe he's in conference
or something.

If you'd gotten up
a little bit earlier
this morning,

we would've been there
in time to meet him.

From now on, I'm turning over
a new leaf. I'm going to be
very dependable.

Seems to me
I've heard that line before.
This time, I mean it.

You just tell me
what to do,
and I'll do it.

All right.
The first thing
both of you can do...

is to get out of here
and let me get my work done.

Dr. Borden's going
to be here any minute,

and I've got
an awful lot
of typing to do.

Never mind the details.
We can take a hint.
Wait. I've got an idea.

Why not call the prison?
Maybe the guard there...

knows who the men were
that met your uncle.

That's a splendid idea.

See? I'm beginning
to be dependable
already.

I don't mind
robbing the safe,

but what do we gotta
take this zombie
with us for?

One reason is
he's strong as a bull.

Another is that Daka can
switch on that magic eye
and watch him.

Us, too, if we're
close enough to him.

He's not afraid we're
gonna double-cross him,
is he?

He's probably got that set
focused on us right now.

Thank you very much.

Guard doesn't know
who the men were.

Well, there goes
that idea.

We better get out of here
and let Linda
get her work done.

Good-bye for now.
Bye-bye.

Everything's on schedule.
There goes Brennan
with the truck.

Look. That's the guy we were
chasing this morning.
Sure looks like it.

Those three men just
alighted from it, sir.

Yeah, and Martin Warren
isn't with them.

Come on. I have an idea
the Batman should
look into this.

And don't forget Robin.

Alfred,
drive into that alley
and put the top up.

Yes, sir.

Dr. Borden.

This experiment--

Take her
in the other room.

What's going on here?

Why, Dr. Hayden,
my old colleague.

What are you
doing here?

Here's a laundry bag.

Get something
to stuff it with.
Right.

I've got it.

Let's get outta here.
Right.

The Batman!
Come on.

You didn't get 'em.

Behind the chimney.

Marie. Get the police
here. Quickly.

Ow!

- This is Section 1.
Go ahead.

Dr. Daka, the cops
are headin' for the hospital.

- Did you get the radium?
- Yeah, I got the stuff.
It's in the truck.

- I'm starting back now.
- Return at once.

Hayden, leave the roof.
Hayden, leave the roof.

Daka, the sinister Jap spy,

believes Linda
knows the whereabouts
of the powerful radium gun.

And what about Linda?
Can she escape
his evil clutches?

Don't fail to see
"The Bat's Cave,"

Chapter 2 of Batman
at this theatre next week.