01x10 - The Chameleon / The Eye of Time / The Incredible Magnatroid

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Birdman!

Birdman!

Watch it, Harry. That tree trunk.

Now, how did that get there?

We're gonna have a job moving it.

We have to move it.

It's a crocodile.

Run!

Run, you fools.

The priceless art in that truck
now belongs to the Chameleon.

All those years of experimenting
is finally paying off.

I can now cross the barrier separating
animal, vegetable, and mineral.

And simply by thinking it,
I can form myself into any manner,

shape or form until
the formula wears off.

The Chameleon!

It's the same sort
of deviltry, Birdman.

Those museum guards
sounded incoherent

as they babbled about logs
turning into crocodiles.

You recall those other
reports we had

of things changing from
one form to another?

Our only clue is a character
called the Chameleon.

No one knows where
he will strike next.

It's up to you, Birdman.

I'll do my best, sir.

Good luck, Birdman.

Not even a small clue so far, Avenger.

Where do we start?

Hmm. I wonder.

Legendary Kaybar diamond to be
exhibited at private charity affair.

That priceless gem
would be the very thing

that would cause the
Chameleon to strike again.

Birdman!

We can see everything
we want to from up here.

Evidently, the diamond is
back there, under guard.

Ladies and gentlemen.

The first public display
of the Kaybar diamond.

Beautiful. It is worthy of the taking.

Hey, hands off, shorty.

You shouldn't have
done that, you oaf.

Have you no respect
for the Chameleon?

It's the Chameleon, Avenger.
Let's go.

And now this precious
gem shall belong to me.

Hold it, Chameleon.
Hold it right there.

Birdman! I'm ready for you.

Farewell, Birdman.

He has the diamond. Stop him!

Birdman!

He landed in this area, Avenger.

Not a sign of him.

Avenger, look out!

My solar beam has
to stop that boulder.

It's the Chameleon
up to his tricks again.

You forgot my solar shield, Chameleon.

I'm going to tie you into a
permanent knot, Chameleon.

Not even the great Birdman
can cope with the Chameleon.

Look at him, my helpless prisoner.

I guess you'll hold right there

until I return and decide
how to finish you off.

But first, I have a little
matter to attend to

at the governor's mansion.

It's time for the new governor
to make his entrance.

It's... it's the governor.

Sir, I... I just left you in...
in your office.

You're confused, young man.

I'm going inside now,
and I don't want to be disturbed.

Is that clear?

Yes, sir.

We're changing places, Governor.

Don't make a sound,
or it will be your last.

What? Who are you?

I'm afraid the Chameleon hasn't
time to answer your questions.

No use.

Can't break the chain.

I've been down here away
from the sun too long.

My strength has been drained.

But I might snap them.

Good to see you again, Avenger.

Up! I need the sun's energy
rays to regain my full strength.

I feel like myself again, Avenger.

Now I'm ready for the Chameleon.

He said something about
seeing the governor,

and that's our next stop.

It's... it's Birdman.

I must see the Governor at once.

It's urgent.

The Governor can't be disturbed.

But this can't wait.

How dare you come barging
into my office like that?

Get out!

But, governor, this concerns
the Chameleon, and...

And I must...

You heard me.

Out!

You almost got away with it,
but you slipped, Chameleon.

And you didn't think my
super-sensitive ears

would pick up sounds from this closet.

Get away from there!

My transformation
serum is running out.

Must get back to my lab.

But first, I'll crush that meddling
Birdman once and for all.

I'm going to tear you
to pieces, Birdman.

He's... he's changing.

Who is he?

Evidently, he's run out of serum.

And what you see is
the real Chameleon.

Without his serum, he won't be able
to play his Chameleon role anymore.

We'll never forget
what you did, Birdman.

Well, time to go.

A friend is waiting.

Birdman!

We're within 300 miles of planet Earth.

Coming in for intergalactic
police security meeting.

Galaxy Trio, over and out.

Strange cosmic atmospheres
reported circling planet Earth.

Be careful, Galaxy Trio.

Over and out.

Hang on, g*ng.

It looks like we're entering
some sort of cosmic storm.

Look out there.

I've never seen anything like
this in all my years in space.

Secure the gear for space turbulence.

All gear secured.

Hold on.

It feels as if the
ship's tearing apart.

Look. We're in the
eye of a space tornado.

And we're not out of trouble yet.

Galaxy Trio to Intergal Headquarters.

Come in, please.

No communications?

Can you get a picture?

We're getting absolutely nothing.

I'm going to run our position
through the computer.

We're right over planet Earth
and remaining stationary.

As if we're suspended in some
sort of neutral dimension.

The computer fails to establish
any outside contact.

How long are we going to be here?

We should break out in about 24 hours.

Right now, we're over Scandinavia.

Let's displace down and program the
Lason Cube to return us in 24 hours.

Right.

Hey, this doesn't look right.

If my history is correct,

we're standing in the center of
a village of the first century B.C.

That storm must have
been a time tornado.

You mean we're trapped
in the past for 24 hours?

Right.

Don't look now,
but we've got company.

And they don't look too happy.

Attack the invading Romans.

Destroy the invaders.

The Norse country will not be enslaved.

Down with Rome.

Drive them to the sea.

Don't harm them.

They're only defending their village.

Two down, Vapor Man.

He's all yours, Meteor Man.

Three down.

Though you have the
power of the gods,

we will not bow before
the Roman legions.

We're not Romans.
Cool off.

Not Roman invaders?

Then what purpose have
you here in Norse land?

Our presence here is an accident.

Just believe that we
came in friendship.

What is this about Roman invaders?

If I remember my history,
Rome never conquered Scandinavia.

I know not whence you speak,

but the Romans are even now
sacking the seaport village below.

We'll just see about that.

Can't make a liar out
of my history, teacher.

They're Romans, all right.

It looks like you could
use a little help.

Let's go.

Don't worry.
We're here to help you.

Here, let me prove it.

Fire at the Norsemen.

Victory is within our grasp.

Here comes another one.

Heads up.

The rock is truly bewitched.

Run for your lives.

Fire the heated pitch.

This freeze vapor ought
to cool them off.

Truly, the gods are on
the side of the Norsemen.

We must return to Rome and never
attack the Norse Country again.

We thank you, strangers.

Your powers are beyond belief.

We must make you our leaders.

What are we going to do?

How do we get out of this?

I don't think we have to worry.

Our problem will be solved shortly.

We salute you and hail you as gods

and as rulers of the Norse country.

Attention, Galaxy Trio.

Attention, Galaxy Trio.

We have lost contact.

Do you hear us?

We're here, Chief,
preparing for landing.

You've been missing for 24 hours.

Where have you been?

You wouldn't believe
it if we told you, Chief.

Birdman!

We have induced a maximum of
magnetism into the robot, Metallo.

Excellent. Deactivate the generators.

We shall now test the magnetic
powers of the Magnatroid.

Now it's time to put the
Magnatroid to work.

A million dollar shipment of titanium is
en route to a government security lab.

We should have it in our
possession within the hour.

It's Falcon 7, Avenger.
Our call to action.

An invaluable shipment of titanium

has been stolen from
a government truck

by a magnetic robot.

We believe it will be shipped out
of the country to an enemy power.

Not if I can help it.

Come Avenger.

We've got to stop that robot and
find out who's making it tick.

Birdman!

Those policemen need
help Avenger. Let's go!

Thanks, Birdman!

Any time, fellows!

There it is, Avenger!

Whoever's responsible for that robot

must be operating
from that salvage yard.

Metallo, it's Birdman!

This time, we'll ground our fine
feathered enemy once and for all.

He's got to be somewhere
in this warehouse.

I didn't think he'd
given up that easily.

This should bring that metal
monster out into the open.

Birdman will never escape
from under that steel roof.

Especially when there's no sunlight
to restore his solar powers.

Get our helicopter ready.

We must deliver the titanium at once.

My solar strength is ebbing fast.

It's Avenger!

Sunlight, Avenger!
I need sunlight!

That did it, Avenger!

Now clear the way!

I'm going to blast out of here!

Look, Avenger!

Our culprit's trying to escape.

Well, he won't get far
without propellers.

Metallo!

Birdman has destroyed
our only means of escape!

Then it's time we even the
score and destroy Birdman!

There's the robot!

And it's walking right
into our magnetic trap!

That makes one down and two to go!

This should put a halt to their plans!

That's what you call
poetic justice, Avenger!

They built the magnetic robot
and now they're stuck with it!

Come! We've got to notify the police!

Birdman!

Birdman!