01x08 - The Mask of Doom, Part I

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One, two, three, kick!

One, two, three, kick!

One, two, three, kick!

Four, five, seven, kick!

Wait a minute.

One, two, three, kick!

One, two

Three, kick.

Stop, Reed. If you do that at the

Metropolitan Museum ball tomorrow night

they'll throw us off the dance floor.

Sorry, the music sent me away.

Reed? What was that noise?

The beating of my heart,

you wild thing.

Ben, Johnny, hear something?

Breathe easy.

Grasp your foot and relax.

Think positive thoughts.

"Breathe easy. "

Yeah, sure.

- Ben!

- Huh?

What you say, Susie?

I said, did you and Johnny

hear anything up on the roof?

I didn't hear nothing.

Hey, hot rod!

Did you hear anything?

The twerp didn't hear nothing, either.

Lower exits armed.

Robots, move forward

to your missión.

Commence projection

of energy grid.

Interweave containment cage.

Breathe, relax.

Breathe Relax

Breathe

Now initiate diversión.

Hey, why'd you mess up my cards?

I didn't do nothing.

Now, would you bug off?

I'm trying to relax here!

Hey!

You lay off my Wayne Newton records.

I didn't touch 'em. And you

trashed my Fleer's Marvel cards.

- Did not.

- Did too.

Flame on!

Stand still and get clobbered,

you fink firefly.

Have a hot foot, hothead!

You come back here, you!

What on earth?

I told you I heard something.

Johnny and Ben must be at it again.

Please make them behave.

They listen to you.

I'll be back soon for my rumba.

Olé!

Oh, Reed!

What is it?

Reed! Reed!

Complete your missión, my children.

- Reed!

- Oh!

Come back here.

Come to Papa. He can Oh!

Hey, hey! Stop that.

Now, both of you!

- Tell it to him. He started it.

- Ah, sheep dip!

He messed up

my Wayne Newton collection.

Now, wait a minute.

We're supposed to be a team.

How can we fight the enemies of mankind

if you're always fighting

each other, instead?

What the hey? This keeps us in practice.

Yeah? Who appointed you class monitor?

Look, I don't care what you do

but you're bothering Sue.

So knock it off!

Excellent! Complete the energy cage.

- Wow!

- Wow!

Looks like a b*mb hit the joint.

Where's Sue? Sue!

Susan Storm is my prisoner.

- Who said that?

- It's coming from outside.

If you wish her to remain unharmed

you must follow my orders.

What? These ropes,

they're solidified strands of energy.

Well, let me unsolidify it.

Fools! It is useless to resist.

Hmm, that voice.

It's been years, but

Von Doom? Is it you?

Victor Von Doom?

Yes, Reed Richards.

You see the rumors of my death

were without substance.

Ugh! Show your face, pal

'cause I got a knuckle sandwich

with your name on it.

Spare me your histrionics.

You have no choice but to obey me.

Step into the light and join us.

- Quickly!

- A tractor beam?

Sue's life is at stake. Follow my lead.

Take it easy.

Robots, welcome my guests

and secure them at once.

Call off the a*tillery.

We're not going anywhere.

No, my young friend. You are!

Relax. And enjoy the ride.

You are guests of Doctor Doom.

Welcome. Your Rooms are ready.

You won't get me like that.

For The Thing,

a vibranium-steel apartment.

You might be able

to batter your way out.

In a few thousand years.

Let's see how well

the Human Torch can burn.

Under water.

Now we come to Mr. Fantastic.

How can we hold such a clever fellow?

Mr. Fantastic can make himself

whatever shape he wants.

What better than a prison

that can do the same?

How fantastic

do your friends seem now, Susan?

Fantastic enough

to defeat you in the end.

- This isn't over yet.

- Doombots! Be gone!

You shall be my guest for dinner.

And at sunrise, I will give you

a missión to perform for me.

And you will do it willingly.

Or you will all die.

Sue, Johnny, Ben.

- Can you read me?

- Yes, I hear you, darling.

I got you, too, Reed.

Ben, can you hear me?

Ben, please acknowledge.

Yeah, I hid your intercom in my gum,

Stretcho.

You're coming through loud and chewy.

The prisons Doctor Doom

prepared for us are clever

but together, I know

we can find a way out Shh!

Someone's coming.

It's Doom's servant, Hauptmann.

Doctor Doom requests the honor

of your presence at dinner,

Mrs. Richards.

You tell him to get lost, Susie.

Silence, you brainless oaf!

It is useless to struggle.

Ach, du lieber

Must release controls.

Can't quite reach.

There.

Sue, now!

Free Johnny.

Hurry, sis, get me free

and I'll melt Reed loose.

Alarm! Prisoners escaping!

Oh, you got that right,

Mr. Wiener Schnitzel!

Agh!

Put me down!

It's no use. I'm free but I

can't get the rest of us out.

- What should I do?

- Have dinner with Doom.

- What?

- I know it's a lot to ask.

But my guess is he needs to wait

out the blizzard

before he can send us on his missión.

The longer we keep him

talking, the more time we have

to figure a way out of here

so we can save you.

Save all of us.

I'll do my best, sweetheart

but I won't breathe easy

until I know you're safe.

Well, Hauptmann, I wondered

what was Holding you up.

Very funny. Har-dee-har-har.

He tricked me, Excellency.

It was not my fault.

It is of no consequence.

I think our guests

will behave themselves.

At least while Mrs. Richards

is at my table.

Won't you join me, my dear?

Perhaps Mrs. Richards would like

to freshen up before dinner.

Hauptmann, see to it.

If you try to escape again,

your wife will pay the penalty.

I bid you good evening.

The clock is ticking. Johnny. Ben.

We've got to get loose before

the snow storm blows over.

Or none of us may survive.

Sue Richards is beautiful.

But will her loyalty to her

husband withstand this trial?

I wonder what she truly thinks of me.

I am powerful and once

I was also handsome.

What do externals matter?

It is the man within who counts.

My life here is rather isolated.

I am pleased you accepted my invitation.

I had no choice.

But I wouldn't have missed it

for the worid.

I find you fascinating.

You do?

Hauptmann, clean up!

I have made an unfortunate mess.

As you were saying.

You find me fascinating?

It's the man behind the mask

that intrigues me.

I want to know more about you

All about you.

Now you have succeeded in

fascinating me, Mrs. Richards.

To your health, my charming Susan.

Ah! An excellent vintage.

And my story begins many years ago

in a gypsy camp, not far from

the vineyards below this castle.

My father, Rudolph,

was a most important man.

A respected healer.

There was nothing miraculous

about his cures.

Ancient knowledge

passed down from generations.

On many occasions

he saved children who lay ill

with dreaded fevers

the gratitude in their eyes

the only reward he sought.

But the simple people of the village

believed he was a miracle worker.

A sorcerer.

While some revered him

others saw him as a target

a golden goose

whose feathers they could pluck.

They saw their opportunity.

They were sure my father had no chance.

With arrogant confidence

the villains' cruelty

was without bounds.

But they did not know what type

of man they chose that night.

My father's scientific skills

had powerful manifestations.

The robot spider served him well.

As did a blinding flash

from his illuminated buckle.

The superstitious fools!

But this is too sad a story

for such a cold evening.

I should be silent

and allow you to enjoy the meal.

Oh, no, no, no, please.

I want you to tell me everything.

Yes Everything.

Doom's robots, I've just deduced

that they've been programmed

to understand English.

They're listening, so we'll

have to use another language.

Yeah, that'll be a cinch for you,

Stretcho.

As far as I can tell you,

you ain't ever talked English.

Johnny, listen.

Are-ay ou-yay earing-way

the atch-way

I- Ay ave-g*y ou-yay

or-fay our-yay irthday-bay?

Pig Latin! I-ay ean-may

ig-pay Atin-lay.

Sheesh! Now I can't understand

neither one of them.

Our-yay atch-way,

ush-pay the imer-tay.

Wow!

I mean, ow-way!

- What is it?

- A catalytic ignition system.

I can understand

the pig Latin better.

A cutting torch that works underwater.

Hurry.

Use your torch

to cut your way out of the tank.

Flame on!

Ooh!

His temperature's going up!

Way up!

The robots didn't sound the alarm.

Hurry, we've got to find Sue!

Huh?

Hey, welcome to the funhouse.

The fun isn't gonna last long.

Those aren't mirrors!

They're laser furnaces!

Agh!

Get back!

I'm glad they ain't mirrors.

'Cause I sure don't need

seven years' bad luck.

A diabolical maze.

I expected no less from Doctor Doom.

One of these passageways

must lead to the main castle.

Yeah. One for the money,

two for the show

we gotta save Susie,

now, which way do we go?

I'm well aware of the situation, Ben.

We can't take action

without thinking first.

So, think! The wind

is messing up my hairdo.

That's it! That icy wind

is from the storm outside.

It's strongest from the left.

From the brief glimpse I caught

of the castle's juxtaposition

with the mountain face, I deduce

Yeah, yeah.

You said left, we're going left.

If we wait around

for you to stop yapping

we'll be on Medicare

before we get outta here.

So far, this looks pretty good.