01x01 - X the Eliminator / Revolt of the Robots / Morto the Marauder

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Fire!

Hold the picture.

Lights.

There he is.

The only one who stands in our way.

Birdman.

How does he get his
unbelievable power?

He charges his great
energy with sunlight.

And with such might he has
foiled our plans time and again.

We must stop him at any cost.

Precisely why I called this meeting.

Allow me to introduce you

to the only one who can
accomplish this task,

X, the Eliminator.

What is your price?

When I have destroyed Birdman,

I shall return to collect
from you one million dollars.

Well, for that price, we need proof.

Within 48 hours,
I shall bring you the crest

from the mighty Birdman's helmet.

One million dollars is a high price.

But if you can do it, we'll pay.

It is agreed.

Farewell, Birdman.

Completing the countdown for the
first robot-controlled cargo van.

Five, four, three, two, one.

There she goes.
A perfect takeoff.

Correction. Almost perfect.

My remote jamming ray
will change their plans.

There it goes. Right on course.

Wait. The cargo van is
hurtling into the ocean.

Good. Now to prepare a
reception for my winged visitor.

The destruction of that robot cargo
van was no accident, Avenger.

It's Falcon 7. What is it, Chief?

We've traced the destructo
ray to a mysterious island

owned by a man known only as X.

Investigate and report.

I'm on my way.

Stand by, Avenger.
I might need you.

Birdman!

There's the island Falcon spoke of.

Welcome to my trap, Birdman.

That's no way to treat a guest.

Birdman is more powerful
than I expected.

I want answers, Mr. X.

Why have you destroyed the cargo van?

And what reason have
you to attack Birdman?

Destroying the cargo van was
simply a way to draw you here.

And I shall soon have a million reasons
for my attack on you, Birdman.

This vice ray will
paralyze you temporarily.

I'll take this.

You have one weakness, Birdman.

Without the sun,
your powers drain away.

I have just the place for you.

A dark pit!

With this bird crest,

I can now collect my
one million dollars

while my crushing
walls destroy Birdman.

Too narrow to fly up.

And my powers can't last
long in this dark room.

I must summon Avenger.

It's my only hope.

Birdman to Avenger.
Birdman to Avenger.

Birdman to Avenger.

Operation Rescue.
Operation Rescue.

By now, Birdman is finished.

It's no use.

Already my powers are weakened.

Quickly, Avenger.

I haven't much time.

Thanks, Avenger.

Now we have a score
to settle with Mr. X.

Birdman!

There's his plane below.

I'll fire a warning for him to land.

No, it can't be.

Birdman has escaped.

Ah-ha!

Even the mighty Birdman can't
handle four destructo missiles.

I have destroyed him.

Now that he thinks he has shot me down,
I have a surprise for him.

The Coast Guard will take care of Mr. X.

Well done, Avenger.

All goes well on Orbis 4,
my loyal advisors.

Robots do all our work,
and my people are content.

What business calls us
to this Imperial Council?

Urgent business indeed, my Emperor.

What is it, Computron?

A matter of interplanetary relations?

No, a matter of planetary relations.

Your removal from the throne.
Seize him.

Stop! You were built to
serve my people, to obey.

Henceforth your people will serve us.

Behold, Emperor Computron.

Enslave the mortals.

Prepare for communication sweep.
TAMO stations report.

Unscramblers on.

Audio on.

Video on. Sweeping Galaxy 29.

Report any communications pickup.

Hold it.

Faint signal from Spectrum
A in the 14th quadrant.

Hold and amplify.

Holding, Meteor Man.
What's the message?

I don't know, Gravity Girl.

Sounds like double talk to me.

Here.

No wonder it sounded like gibberish.

This message is in ancient Orbic.

Ancient Orbic.

I've got it.

S.O.S.

Revolt on Orbis IV.

Emperor overthrown.

S.O.S.

That's all.

Perhaps there's a reason this
message was sent in ancient Orbic.

Of course. The robots.

They're only two years old.

They're not programmed
to understand Orbic.

Let's go.

This looks like big trouble.

Let's take her down.

You were right, Gravity Girl.

The robots have taken over.

Look.

It's Emperor Kalex.

Let's go.

Power on.

Shouldn't hit a lady, Mr. Robot.

Up you go.

Put me down.

Whatever you say.

Surrender.

Come and get me, Tin Men.

Emperor Kalex, we received an S.O.S.

Did you send it?

Yes.
When I escaped temporarily.

But then the robots recaptured me
and began rounding up my people.

I fear they mean to destroy us all.

We'll see about that.

Lead us to them.

Wait. The palace is
too heavily guarded.

I have a plan.

Hail Computron!

Hail!

Hail Computron!

Hail Computron!

It is completed.

The means of ridding Orbis IV
of mortals once and for all.

Let us test it.

Guard!

Your wiring is obsolete anyway.

Step into the machine.

I obey.

Excellent.

He's gone.

So shall we deal with the mortals?

Does it compute?

No.

Who dares disagree?

We dare.

Destroy them.

An anti-gravity ray.

I compute.

These are not robots.

You compute correctly,
you metal monster.

The Galaxy Trio is here.

Gravity Girl, look out.

Thanks, Vapor Man.

Forget it.

Yeah.
There's still one more to go.

There is.

Computron escaped into
the master robot room.

From there, he can summon
every robot on the planet.

We've got to stop him.

Let's go.

Stand back or the people perish.

If I throw this switch,
the robots will destroy them.

Computron, surrender.

Unknown to you, I programmed
you to destroy yourself

if not adjusted every week.

If I do not change the adjustment,
you will blow up in one minute.

Computron blow up?

If you don't believe him,
check your chest circuits.

It is not true.

I compute.

You lie.

It worked.

He released the lever.

He won't destroy anybody from up there.

Quick. Switch the master
robot control to deactivate.

Cut off their power.

I was foolish to think machines
could help rule people.

Man must be his own master, Kalex.

No machine can rule wisely.

For a machine has no heart.

Very true.

And just so my people and
I will remember that lesson,

we will have this reminder.

This is Computron, the machine
who nearly destroyed our people.

Lest we forget.

Well, he doesn't look too
dangerous now, does he?

Birdman!

He doesn't look like a
hardened criminal to me.

The evil genius Morto, was the
biggest threat to world peace

before Birdman caught him.

But he's been a model prisoner
since he was sent up.

Little do they know that
I have been fashioning

a suit of super armor
in order to escape.

It is finished.

I shall now escape and
avenge myself on Birdman.

Birdman's days are numbered.

No one shall stand in the
way of Morto the Marauder.

All guards to main gate.
Prisoner escaping.

Their puny weapons cannot penetrate
this super metal which I have devised.

Now to get to my secret workshop.

Our g*ns can't stop him.

The evil genius is even a greater threat
to society with that bulletproof armor.

It's a call to action, Avenger.

Falcon 7 to Birdman.

Morto has escaped from
prison in an armored suit.

He has vowed to destroy you.

Not if we can find him first.

Come, Avenger.

Birdman!

Finished.

With this mechanical horse and
the weapons I have fashioned,

I am invincible.

Faster than the wind,
my mechanical marvel.

There he is at last, Avenger.

So, at last we meet again, Birdman.

You'll have to do better
than that, Morto.

I have more than one weapon.
Onward.

He's gaining on me.
Let's see how he handles this.

That mace will explode when it
comes in contact with Birdman.

I've done it.
I've destroyed the mighty Birdman.

And now to complete my escape.

With Birdman out of the way,

the gold and silver of the world
are mine for the taking.

It's all right, Avenger.

Just stunned by the expl*si*n.

Must recharge my powers.

I can feel my energy coming back to me.

Late news bulletin.

A shipment of over one
billion dollars in gold bullion

will be transported from
the old central city vault

to a brand new top security
vault in the capital.

With Morto the Marauder still at large

the government intends to escort the
gold bullion with four super tanks.

Four puny tanks can't stop me from
completing the crime of the century.

By tomorrow night, that
gold bullion shall be mine.

Sir, do you think there will be an
attempt to rob the gold bullion?

No one would stand a chance.

We're being attacked!

Down below!

Their rockets are harmless
against my protector ray.

The billion dollars in
gold is within my grasp.

And now to take a
look at my treasure.

Guess again, Morto.

Birdman!

But I thought...

You thought you had destroyed me?

This time I'll make sure.

Your stealing days are over, Morto.

He is unbeatable.

I must escape.

Come on back.

We've just begun the fun.

I've got to stop him.

So much for his mechanical horse.

Now to get Morto.

Must get away.

I'm glad to see you are still
wearing your prison suit.

Because that's where
you're going right now.

Here's your model prisoner, Warden.

I suggest you keep him
away from the metal shop.

Looks like we're going
to have to find

a nice safe job for him
in the prison library.

Thank you, Birdman and Avenger.

Birdman!