All language subtitles for 25.The.Story.of.Anyburg.U.S.A.1957.DVDRip.XviD-BgFr.ENG

This story takes place
within the borders of a great,

enlightened and civilized country.

This is the story of a certain city

and what it did about this common curse
that plagued the land.

This is the story of Anyburg, USA.

Now, the traffic situation in Anyburg
was normal enough.

Certainly no worse
than in any similar community.

But what was
different in Anyburg

was a certain growing feeling
of dissatisfaction

with their traffic troubles.

Homicide on the highways
was increasing at a startling rate.

And the Anyburgers found
they were becoming somewhat annoyed.

In fact, good and sore.

It was very obvious to them
who was at fault.

The automobile.

And so, the automobile
was placed on trial for its life.

Will the prosecutor proceed
with the cross-examination?

Ladies and gentlemen, behold.

On the stand a representative

of this criminal band!

Boo!

You are an automobile.

Are you not?

Uh... uh... well, I uh...

Answer the question,
you rattling old pot.

Your Honor, I beg leave
to consult with the witness.

These legal proceedings
are scaring him witless.

Objection!

Permission is granted.

Now, calm yourself, Lizzy.

Don't get in a tizzy.

The judge is supposed to be in neutral.

But is he?

Enough coddling.

I've got to be... uh, toddling.

Isn't it the absolute truth

that you roared
through a 20 mile zone

flagrantly making
of our speed laws a mockery?

That you then did crash
into a restaurant

and smash all the crockery?

And that you then
did callously sneak away,

leaving behind a shambles?

And ruined digestion?

Well, yes,
I guess I...

- Your witness.
- No questions.

Next witness.

And now I've placed
upon the stand

a culprit known as...

...sports car.

His crime?

Just guzzling alcohol
and spitting flames.

And that's far from all.

He takes delight
in burning rubber...

...screeching tires...

...and racing as if off to fire.

Do you deny these things are so?

Yeah, man,
I guess you ought to know.

Ho! A hopeless case
beyond suggestions.

Your witness, now, sir.

No questions.

Ha ha ha ha.

And next,
ladies and gentlemen,

gaze upon this

decrepit old heap.

He's got only one eye

and no brakes at all,

and just enough power to creep.

Just hear how he rattles.

Observe his worn tires.

He's the type
every safety test shuns!

I turn this renegade over to you.

Do you wish
to examine him now, sir?

- Hmm?
- No questions.

And now,

give ear to the testimony

of those dedicated, devoted men
who tried to help the automobile.

Let them proceed
with the testimony.

I built the cars
with bodies of steel.

And I invented the safety wheel.

We developed safety tires.

And windshield wipers
the law requires.

I'm the father of safety glass.

We strove for safety.

Alas, accidents continue to grow.

And so the automobile

has got to go!

Go, go, go, go!

Mr. Sirus P. Sliderule

of the Bureau of Highways,

would you please tell us, sir,

of your department's valiant efforts
to pave the way for safety

for the automobile?

# I used my brains
and hired some brawn

# We labored late
from early dawn

# Leveling hills
Straightening byways

# Building concrete superhighways

# We posted them
with helpful signs

# Divided them
with curbs and lines

# My roads were perfect
I must confess

# But those miserable autos
made them all a mess

Yes, yes, we know only too well

what happened
on your beautiful highways.

To the automobiles'
depraved mind,

these perfect roads were an invitation
to open the throttle,

step on the gas.

They took delight in following
close behind each other.

With spectacular

and disastrous results.

Oh! There's only one end
to this tale of woe.

The automobile has got to go!

Ladies and gentlemen,

I rest my case.

I know you will bring in
without delay

a verdict of guilty!

And now, what has the attorney
for the defense got to say?

Mmm?

With your indulgence,
I'll set the scene.

Please gaze upon my magic screen.

Now, what appears
before your eyes?

A speeding automobile,
would you surmise?

Let's fade the car out,
if we can.

And what's revealed?
A speeding man!

OK, baby, let's see
if we can do 90.

Hm?

Can't let that train beat me
to the crossing.

Come on, come on! Clear the road!

Little does this chap realize

he's heading straight
towards his demise.

Your car's body is made of steel,

but alas, frail human bodies
are harder to heal.

Now, would you call
this car a drunk?

No, sir, not at all.

It's the people inside it
who have had alcohol.

# We won't get home until morning

To mix alcohol
with driving is rash.

Note the result, the inevitable...

Now, here's the police line-up.

All violators.

Look 'em over, ordinary citizens.

OK, take this one.

What's the charge?

Reckless driving, two counts.

Looks harmless.

Well, take another look.

Here's how harmless he is.

Take this sweet young thing.

The charge, hit and run.

Now, take a closer look.

Could be shoot and run
just as well.

Take this mild-mannered gentleman.

He's a speeder.

A three-time offender.

Let's get him into correct focus.

This is no exaggeration.

Look out for him.

Lights, please.

I think we all know who
the criminal in this case really is.

It's you. And you.

And it's me too.

Hey, where did everybody go?

Ha ha. They've seen the light of day.

The trial is done
and you have won.

The results of this trial
were far-reaching.

People all over the country
took it upon themselves

to drive with politeness
and consideration.

Safety and sanity
returned to the highway.

The motor millennium had arrived.

But not for long.

Well, it was a nice try.

And where there's life,
there's hope.

Let's hope.