All language subtitles for pfa-wonder.woman.s03e09.1080p-HI

[commentator chattering]

[seals barking]

[commentator] Now over in the...

...and, come on,
let's see what he will do.

Here we go.

[commentator continues speaking]

[squealing]

What's the matter, Gladys?

Hey, Doc, I think she's crying.

It's all right, Gladys. We'll find you
another friend someday soon.

Easy, boys, easy.
He's just been tranquilized.

[squealing]

[Stubbs] Gladys, don't worry.
Bluebeard is just sleeping.

[siren wailing]

Get out of the way, kid.

Would you cool it, Gladys?

Darrell, go get her some fish.

All right.

Gladys, you just hush up.

[Stubbs]
Bluebeard's going to be all right.

[squealing]

What's going on, kid?

They're shipping Bluebeard over there
down to San Diego.

Bluebeard, eh?

Well, maybe you better do
what the lady says and go get some fish.

Sure.

[commentator chattering]

All right, boys.
Over here on the double.

[Stubbs] Sleep tight, Bluebeard.

Hey, where are you going?
Officer, what's the problem?

Oh, sorry, lady, we need all the help
we can get.

We got a tip there's gonna be
some kind of a robbery here today.

A robbery?

Mmm-hmm. Supposedly when they load
the armored car.

Come on, fellows. Move out.

Now, wait a minute!

Officer, I'm sorry. You're just
gonna have to guard it yourself.

I'm taking this dolphin to San Diego,
and they're coming with me.

Look, sister, all I want
is the women and children

out of this whole front area. Okay?

Now, move out, fellows!

I am Dr. Stubbs,
curator of marine mammals

and I give the orders around here.

You two, get back...

Look, if you're so sure that this animal
Bluebeard needs company

then maybe you better go along with us.

What?

[muffled protests]

[siren wailing]

[theme song playing]

Wonder Woman

Wonder Woman

Wonder Woman

Wonder Woman

Wonder Woman

Excuse me,
but I'm in a little bit of a hurry.

You see, they're expecting me
at the undersea research lab

- and my plane was running a little late.
- Yes, ma'am, we've been waiting for you.

You're to call your headquarters
in Washington right away.

We can put you through from here.

Well, I'm supposed to call and
be briefed after I look at the dolphin.

Yes, ma'am, we just got word.

That dolphin that was supposed
to be shipped down here today?

- Yeah.
- It's been stolen.

Stolen? A dolphin?

[Steve] He's a bottlenose dolphin,
and his name is Bluebeard.

He was captured two days ago
by a marine park in Los Angeles.

They spotted him
following one of their boats.

And just this morning,
they noticed the Navy tattoo mark

and reported it to Washington.

Well, what does the Navy say about him?

Not much,
they can't find his service records.

- Dolphins have service records?
- They sure do.

Only Bluebeard's
is either mislaid or stolen.

All they know is that he served
four years in research

for the Navy Sealab in Florida.

Apparently two weeks ago,
he went AWOL from the Caribbean.

Since then he's been listed
as missing or dead

until, of course,
he showed up here in Los Angeles.

Wait a minute, Steve.
It's not possible to swim

from the Caribbean to L.A. in two weeks,
even if you're a dolphin.

And even if you took a shortcut
through the Panama Canal.

Right. That's exactly why Washington
brought this case to our attention.

So Bluebeard must've been
stolen from the Caribbean

and then transported by air or land
to L.A.

And then somehow escaped
into the Pacific.

Only to be recovered,
and then stolen again today.

Without his service record

the Navy can't tell us
exactly what he was trained for.

So whoever stole him seems to be
one up on us in that department.

Well, Bluebeard is obviously pretty good
at something special.

But who would want a dolphin
badly enough to steal him twice?

And why?

[steward] Excuse me, sir.

Mr. Lockhart?

Don't bother me now, Henry.

Tell James to go lower.
We're approaching the ocean now.

I'll tell him.

There it is.

Twenty miles of coastline.

The most expensive
real-estate development in America.

Tell him to fly slower.

We will, sir.
But at the moment you have a phone call.

Code Harpoon.

- Gaffer?
- Yes, sir. Right on schedule.

Did you get him?

Safe as a goldfish in a bowl.

That's what you said the last time

when we flew that dolphin
all the way here from Florida

only to have him get away.

Sir, it won't happen again.
Bluebeard has had his little fling.

He will deliver for us.
Don't worry about it.

Well, if he doesn't, it's you
who'll be fed to the sharks.

Yes, sir.

[clears throat]

It's time for champagne, Henry.

And tell James
to circle the entire project again.

Yes, sir.

[Lockhart] The most expensive
housing tract in the entire world...

and it's going to be mine.

Okay. Thanks very much. I appreciate it.

Hey, Ms. Prince,
what'd the security chief say?

- He said the sheriff just called.
- The real sheriff?

They say a highway patrolman
spotted your truck

in a little place
called Mountain Junction.

Huh. You're kidding. That's inland.

He seemed pretty sure.
He said he saw it and then lost it.

Well, was Dr. Stubbs still with them?

He didn't say. But I'm gonna
go out there and take a look for myself.

Wait. You know, it reminded me that
I started feeding Gladys again, and...

Darrell, I'll be back later, okay?

Wait. It reminded me
about how much Bluebeard ate.

I mean, he never stopped.

What're you getting at?

Dr. Stubbs, she went to take
some food along in the truck for him.

But they took off
before she could get it loaded.

Poor guy. By now
he must be starving to death.

There can't be too many stores that
sell fresh fish in Mountain Junction.

- Thanks, Darrell.
- Sure.

Thank you.

Oh! Excuse me, ma'am.

Oh!

Oh, gosh! I'm sorry.
Here. Let me help you.

- Boy, I guess you like fish.
- I got a lot of cats, lady.

I hope nobody else around here does.

Looks like you bought
the whole store out.

Would you keep your hands off?
There's more inside. Go buy your own.

You're not very polite
for a police officer.

So I'm off-duty, maybe.

And you're gonna carry fish
in a squad car?

Oh...

Oh, I'm sorry, lady,
but if you had as many cats as I do...

I gotta go now.

- Here, let me help.
- No!

I mean, excuse me...

Uh, look, here, take one, if you like.

Hello, Capt. Gaffer?
Hello, sir? Come in.

[static on radio]

- [Gaffer] Billy, where are you?
- Hello, Captain, I got the fish.

But I think I better deliver them
somewhere else.

I think I got a problem here.

[tires screeching]

Okay, you. Out of my way.

I'm warning you!

Now tell me.

Where is the dolphin?

[Stubbs, muffled] Help! Help me!
Help me, I'm trapped here!

Help me! Help me!

Hold still. It's all right.
I'm Diana Prince. I'm with the I.A.D.C.

You're Dr. Stubbs, Sylvia Stubbs, right?

I'll kill him! That man, I'll kill him!

You're talking about Gaffer?

That idiot just dumped Bluebeard
into the surf.

What? You mean, he went to all
the trouble of stealing the dolphin

just to turn him loose?

And then he ran down the beach
laughing at me.

Oh! Now we'll never get Bluebeard back.

[Bluebeard squealing]

[laughing]

Here you are.

Gladys has worn a harness before,
hasn't she?

Oh, yes.
But now she has a receiver implant.

I've trained her to come in
when it bleeps.

We have a code.

Well, so long as it will transmit
as well as receive.

Hi, Diana.
Did you find out anything new?

Not much, I'm afraid.
That man that Wonder Woman caught,

his name is Billy. He doesn't know
any more than he already told her...

that he was hired right off the docks
by a man named Gaffer.

The police say they're gonna have
to turn him loose.

Why?
Billy impersonated a cop, didn't he?

He helped in the heist.

The police will keep an eye on him,
I'm sure.

Billy has no idea
why they stole the dolphin.

He doesn't even know
where Gaffer can be found.

Well, that fellow Gaffer
didn't strike me as being smart enough

to be in charge of anything.
There's got to be somebody else.

Undoubtedly.

Someone very powerful
who has a particular use

- for a dolphin named Bluebeard.
- [Gladys squealing]

If we can just find him
and get him back...

Oh, come on. He could be anywhere
in the whole Pacific Ocean by now.

[Stubbs] What, Gladys?
What do you think?

[squealing]

Don't tell me you're gonna have her
go looking for Bluebeard?

Nope. He's gonna find her.

[trilling]

That's how we accidentally caught him
in the first place, Darrell.

He followed Gladys here
back to one of our boats.

Why'd he want to do a thing like that?

Darrell.

Uh, Darrell,
when you applied for this summer job,

how old did you say you were?

Oh, [chuckles awkwardly] yeah.

Yeah.

All right, Mr. Goodspeed,
I'll take that one...

and that one...

and we'll throw in
the 500 condominiums under construction

just for good measure.

No. No sale.

Oh.

With all those bank loans
coming due next week?

Be reasonable.

For just a small share in your project,
I'm offering you $200 million.

I thought I made it clear to you before.

I will not sell.

Ira, you and your partners
are out on a very long limb.

Of course.

I've gambled my whole fortune,
my whole life, on this project.

Nothing...

Nothing like that is going to happen.

But if it did...

why, everyone would sell
and then you'd beg me to bail you out.

Mr. Lockhart...

I know how you almost bought control
of Palm Beach last year.

Mmm?

I know how you plan to monopolize

every worthwhile piece
of coastal property north of Mexico.

Well, it's not going to happen.

I'll not let you get your foot
in the door here.

Not in Heavenly Shores.

Never!

All right, Mr. Goodspeed.

I just wanted everyone to know
I gave you this one last chance.

And if there ever is a panic...

Now, if you'll excuse me,
I have to go fishing.

That sounds clearer.
Can you send her out now?

Yes. Off you go, honey.

Swim around a bit, Gladys.

[trilling]

That's it.

Oh, no.

If Gladys swims maybe 20 miles an hour,
it'll take her all morning

just for her to go back and forth
in a 10-mile square.

So if the Pacific Ocean
is 6,000 miles wide

times 8,000 or 10,000 miles long...

that's 60 million square miles.

[tracking device beeping]

Darrell, stop thinking.

But that's worse
than looking for a needle in a haystack.

I mean, I figure it would take
about 10,000 years

for Bluebeard to find Gladys.
And that's without any days off.

[beeping intensifies]

What's the matter with that thing?

She's circling.

Now she's speeding up again.

Hey, look at all the birds over there.

[squawking]

Something's scaring the fish. Shark?

There's one over there. Look. See it?

Gladys, come in.

Maybe we ought to get the boat
and try to scare them off.

That's a great idea.
Listen, I'll take this. You go on ahead.

She'll never be able to get away.
They'll kill her.

Darrell, you go, too.
Help her with the boat.

- All right.
- Go on.

[squealing]

[squealing]

[trilling]

- Is she all right?
- Well, she needs a rest, that's all.

I can't blame her.

Thank goodness
something frightened those sharks away.

I hate to say this,
but maybe Darrell was right.

Maybe we didn't have
such a good idea, after all.

Hey, easy with that.

Where are the release magnets?

These four magnets. Just like
the ones used in space research.

I had Henry here
buy out the only laboratory in the West

that makes such things.

How much pull would it take
to get this apart?

I mean, I want Bluebeard to be able
to get loose with his first tug.

Well, the top will stick
to the metal forever, of course,

but the bottom breaks loose
from the harness. Here, hold it.

See? Let me show you how.

There. See how easy it is?

A 10-pound pull,
just twice the weight of the payload.

Bluebeard's gonna love this. It'll work.

Almost time for the dress rehearsal,
gentlemen. Shall we?

Bluebeard's already aboard.

You're gonna dig his performance.

Would you cast off for me, please?

You should have asked me
to get a smaller boat, Mr. Lockhart.

May I ask, sir,
where it is we're going?

To the Pacific Missile Test Range,
where the Navy does its target practice.

[klaxon blaring]

Be any minute now, sir.

That old hulk won't last long
once we start shooting.

I can promise you that.

Mmm-hmm.

[trilling]

There he goes, sir.
He'll be mostly underwater from here on.

Mmm.

I hope he gets clear
before they start firing.

Well, I just hope we do.

[trilling]

I know, sir. It's not very good coffee.

But I'm sure when you see our firing...
Sir.

Mmm-hmm.

[trilling]

He's away, sir.

He's coming back.

We'd better be getting out of here,
hadn't we?

Oh, no, not until I'm sure
that Bluebeard is all right.

[Gaffer] There he is.

Come on, baby. Follow me!

[trilling]

By Jove, that's marksmanship!

You did it, sir. Incredible.

- And with the very first shot.
- Sir.

Thank you, sir.

But [clearing throat] I'm not sure

we've started firing yet.

He did it. What a dress rehearsal.

That dolphin of his is superb,
Mr. Lockhart.

Yes, Henry. Superb.

Didn't I tell you he'd deliver? [laughs]

I wish you'd tell me
what this dress rehearsal was for.

There it is.

Now, that's a target.

Longer than the Empire State Building
and wider than a football stadium.

She's one of the largest tankers
in the whole world.

She looks rather full.

Only 500,000 tons of crude oil,
that's all.

And if that were to spill near the coast

and if I had all my money invested
in Heavenly Shores...

I'd panic, wouldn't you?

One of my divers found this
stuck to the bottom of the sunken ship.

- You think this is what sank it?
- All I know is we didn't blow it up.

[sighs]

Wait a second.

It's a magnet.

Must be some sort of release magnet,
like the kind that NASA's developed.

I'll be darned.

So maybe it fell off a satellite.

I'd better turn this over
to Naval Intelligence.

- It might be Russian, you know.
- Mmm-hmm.

Or maybe it fell off a dolphin.

What?

I wonder where they make those things.

Time-wise we should be all right, sir.

Tuesday morning at 8:30,
the tanker will reach a spot

where shipping lanes turn south
along the coast.

Only five miles off Heavenly Shores.

The tide will be going in, and
everything will be in your favor, sir.

Only one thing concerns me.

The explosive payload
that we used in practice

isn't big enough for a ship that size

and the dolphin can only carry
so much payload.

Do you have a solution for that, Henry?

We substitute two ordinary bolts
for the four release magnets

and replace that weight
with extra explosive.

Very good, Henry.

Drop me off at the boat.

You get down to the laboratory
and supervise the change.

You know, of course, sir,

that the dolphin
won't be able to break away.

What's one dolphin lost
in the biggest oil spill in history?

[man over intercom] We're closed
for the day. Come back in the morning.

- This is government business.
- Sorry.

Listen, I'm from the I.A.D.C.,
and this can't wait until morning.

Are you there?

Hello?

[whimpers]

[bell ringing]

[man grunts]

What is it that you're trying
to keep me away from?

Thank you very much.

[Steve] Gaffer's service record?

They probably stole it
so we wouldn't be able to trace him.

Probably did the same thing
to the dolphin.

That's what I figured.

It seems Gaffer is just a nickname.

His real name is Schultz,
and he was dishonorably discharged.

[Ira] Schultz, Melvin T.

You already have a line on him, Ira?

Ira's been fed the name of every sailor
who's ever worked with a dolphin.

[Ira] Melvin Schultz was
one of the men who trained Bluebeard.

Oh! So Bluebeard and Gaffer,
or Schultz, or whatever his name is...

he and Bluebeard go back a long way?

[Ira] Affirmative.

Well, is there any hint
as to what Gaffer trained him for?

The fact that Schultz also had
training in demolition may be relevant.

Demolition?

Steve, you think that maybe

whatever blew up that empty ship
was placed there by Bluebeard?

Well, it's possible.
But why an empty ship?

Unless it's some kind of practice run.

- [Ira] The I.R.A.C. computer has more...
- [Diana] Practice run for what?

That's what we've got to find out.

First we've got to find out
who hired Schultz.

[Ira] The I.R.A.C. computer
has more on...

He must tie in
with the parts company somehow.

Yes. Hey, have you checked out...

[Ira screeching]

[Ira] The telephone manners
of Steve Trevor and Diana Prince

leave much to be desired.

Sorry, Ira.
You were trying to say something?

According to Coast Guard records

Melvin Schultz purchased a sea vessel
10 days ago.

Great.

What's the name of the boat,
and where is it docked?

And speak up, Ira.
I seem to be deaf in one ear.

Excuse me, sir, could you please tell me
where I could find a boat called the...

[sniffs]

Jolly...

[sniffs]

Billy.

[Diana] Hey!

Billy, wait! You can't get away.

Grab her! She's a cop.

Cop! I thought you said
the cops weren't following you anymore.

Yeah, well, maybe she's not a cop,
but she sure is something.

All I know is every time I see her,
I'm carrying fish.

[Lockhart] All right, that's enough!

Throw her on board.

We don't want to be late for the party.

I bet you still feel pretty rotten
about Bluebeard, don't you, Gladys, huh?

- Yeah.
- [trilling]

Oh, okay.

- Darrell!
- Oh, hi, Doc.

What on earth
are you doing here at this hour?

Oh, I don't know.

I thought maybe I'd keep Gladys here
company or something.

I know.

Besides I thought you were
out with Diana looking for Bluebeard.

Well, I would be
if I knew where to find Diana.

What do you mean?

She hasn't called me, I can't find her,

and she promised to keep in touch.

Everybody's disappearing.

[trilling]

Well, I'm not going to just sit here
and neither is Gladys.

Darrell, go open the gates. I'm going
to get the little truck in here.

- Why?
- So we can put Gladys back in the ocean.

You haven't finished your work yet.

[laughs] Well, what about the sharks?

Oh, the odds against her
running into sharks like that again

are phenomenal.

- [Gladys trilling]
- All right. Great.

Aren't they, Gladys?

[squealing]

- She's all stowed away, sir.
- Good.

Uh, I found some things on her, sir.

She's a government agent, Mr. Lockhart.

No wonder she was asking Gaffer
all those questions.

It's a good thing we gagged her.
She was making me nervous.

I noticed a rather heavy-looking anchor
down below, sir.

Mmm-hmm. We'll wait until later,
tie it around her neck and simply...

Mr. Lockhart.

This is about the spot
you showed me on that chart of yours.

Yeah, good work.

Well, we're pretty close
to five miles offshore.

That's pretty close
to the main shipping lanes.

What are we looking for?

You'll find out in a minute.

You just make sure that dolphin of yours
is ready to go to work.

Aye-aye, sir.

[tracking device beeping]

Okay, let me turn off the motor.

- There.
- Yeah, it's a little better.

Gladys must still be
eight or nine miles away.

- Think she's still going north?
- Looks that way.

Wonder why didn't she come back
when you told her to?

I don't know...

unless she smelled something,
or heard something, or felt something.

Hey, you don't suppose
she found where Bluebeard is?

I don't know.

But if she has, he certainly has moved
into a fancy neighborhood.

[laughs]

[Darrell] Whoa!

- What is it?
- I've never seen anything like it.

Let me see.

- Oh, it's a supertanker.
- It's humongous.

It's not Bluebeard, okay?

No more false alarms, Darrell.

If we don't keep moving, Gladys
will swim right out of radio range.

All right.

I still wish somebody would tell me
where this target is.

Hey, Billy!

I need you in the wheelhouse.

Okay, let's get those engines going.

I don't want that dolphin
to get too far away from us.

Billy, where are you?

[boat engines revving]

Hold it right there.

Now, let me get Bluebeard's radio going.

Billy, I need you!

[sonar beeping]

What are you doing here?

I thought I told you
to keep your eye on that girl.

No, I need him right here.

Who's giving orders around here, anyway?

Well, that's not quite clear.

I am the captain.
You take your orders from me.

Now I'm the captain of this ship.

Okay, you're the boss. I understand.

[Gaffer] Good Lord! You don't want
Bluebeard to blow up that thing?

Not that oil tanker?

That's practically a whole oil field!

Think of the wildlife
that will be killed,

to say nothing of those people
on that tanker.

Bluebeard. Bluebeard.

[trilling]

Come on, turn around.

Turn around, baby.

That's your signal.
We're not gonna do this thing.

[Lockhart] Your transmitter
doesn't work anymore.

Mine does, Gaffer.

Head for home, full speed ahead.

[hesitates]
You're not going to leave him?

No. He'll never be able
to catch up with us.

[Lockhart] He won't even be able
to get off the bottom of that ship.

This is Bluebeard's last ride,
my friend.

[squealing]

[tracking device beeping faintly]

What's the matter?

I don't know. Some kind of interference.

[squealing]

[exclaiming worriedly]

He... He can't break loose!

You scum!
He'll blow up with that tanker!

[radio static]

It sounds like a tornado.
Where is she, anyway?

[shushing]

That is another radio interfering.

[Wonder Woman] Come on, Gladys.
We've got to help Bluebeard.

Bluebeard.

Oh.

[dolphins squealing]

[exclaiming angrily]

[trilling]

Hey, Doc! Look! Look!

[Stubbs] Is it Gladys and Bluebeard?

You see them? You see them?

[shouting happily]

[Stubbs] It is! It is!

- We did it!
- We did it!

[commentator chattering]

[trilling]

Here you go. Come on. Ah!

[both squealing]

You've got him working, I see.

[Stubbs] Well, the gentleman is here
on probation

and he does have a way with dolphins.

Wonder Woman and the court
were both hoping

he could help you un-train Bluebeard

so that he can't be used
to blow things up again.

Wonder Woman said
that you seemed pretty relieved

when she stopped your boat
and captured that Lockhart.

Yeah, well, that Wonder Woman
is something else.

[squealing]

[theme song playing]

Wonder Woman

Wonder Woman

Wonder Woman