All language subtitles for batman.the.animated.series.s02e12

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(SCREECHING)

BATMAN: That's good enough, Alfred.

The people l deal with out there
won't mind a little lint.

Ajob worth doing and all that rot,
Master Bruce.

l do wish you would put on a shirt.

You're apt to catch cold
in this dank cave.

Yes, folks, a perfect 10
for Dick Grayson to take the gold.

And the crowd goes wild.

(MIMICKING CRoWD CHEERING)

DICK: Yeah!

-Did you hear me, Master Dick?
-Yeah, all right!

Yes, Alfred. Right away, Alfred.

(TIRES SCREECH)

l've fixed your supper.
It's upstairs, in the oven.

-What would we do without you, Alfred?
-l shudder to think.

(RINGING)

-Good evening. Wayne Manor.
-FREDERICK: _lFie?

-lt's your cousin Freddie.
-Frederick?

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lt's rather urgent.

Yes, oF course. l'll leave immediately.

Now what?

(GRoANS)

DICK: Hey, was a butlers' strike called?

l came down for breakfast,
and all l found was this.

Where's Alfred?

''Dear Master Bruce, my apologies for
Ieaving so abruptly.

''l've just learned of a personal matter
involving a cousin of mine

''that must be resolved immediately.

''l shall endeavor to return
in a few days.

''Your obedient servant, Alfred_'

Must be pretty important.

Alfred wouldn't leave
a dirty dish unwashed

if England were sinking into the sea.

l know.

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-Mr. Pennyworth will do.
-Right then.

lt's Freddie sent us.
Wants you to come with us.

-Frederick sent you?
-That's right, old love. Come along now.

-We'll pop around and see him.
-l think not.

Frederick knows l hate being called
Alfie as much as he hates Freddie.

-What have you done with him?
-Grab him, Bert.

(GRUNTING)

(TELEPHoNE RINGING)

Hello?

Good evening, Master Bruce. l'm so sorry
to have disturbed your rest.

Alfred. Are you all right?
Where are you?

l'm at the Yorkshire Arms
just at the moment. In London.

-London, England?
-There's only one, Master Bruce.

l seem to be
in a bit of a sticky situation,

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Come along easy, gramps.
We don't want to hurt you.

l'm afraid l'll have
to ring off now, sir.

lt seems l have unexpected guests.

Alfred, are you there?

-Alfred? Alfred?
-(mEN cRuNTINc)

Before he came to the States,
Alfred did some work as an attach�

in the British Security Services.

More desk jobs than fieldwork,
but he acquired quite a reputation

for de Fusing diplomatically dangerous
situations in high-security areas.

And l thought he was iust a nice old guy

who polished the silver
and fixed me sandwiches.

He's fixed more than that in his time.

Underneath Alfred's vey proper exterior

is a highly resourceful
government agent.

He mentioned his cousin.

As far as l know,
he has no living relatives.

And cousin can sometimes mean a fellow
member of an intelligence organization.

Well, l hear England's nice
this time oFyear.

(PoWERING UP)

End of the line, mate.

lt's good to see you again, old man.

l'm sorry it has to be under
such circumstances.

Exactly what circumstances
are we talking about?

My heavens! Red Claw.

So pleased to make your acquaintance,
Mr. Pennyworth.

lf you do exactly as l say,
you might live to see tomorrow.

Bruce, over here.
Looks like he put up a struggle.

Poor Alfred.
He must have been petrified.

l doubt it.

He was pretty formidable in his day.

Come on.

Two blokes just came out
of Pennyworth's room.

Right.

Where they off to, then?

l don't know about this, Ernie.

-Where'd they go?
-We're chasing a pair of poxy ghosts.

(BoTH YELLING)

Stone the crows!

(GRoANS)

(SHRIEKS)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(STRAINING)

-Gotcha.
-(cRuNTINc)

-(GASPS)
-May l see your license?

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(GRUNTS)

When they wake up,
they'll tell us who they're working for.

l don't think
we'll have to wait that long.

BATMAN: Red Claw.

Rf0 CLAW: l've wasted enough courtesy
on you two.

Courtesy? None that l've seen.

(GRUNTS)

l want this missile silo operational.

l intend for the British government
to give me f5 billion

to keep me from wiping London
off the map.

You understand, old man,
l had no choice in the matter.

But of course, dear boy.

Each of you holds haIF the firing code
for this missile.

l want that code. Or else.

Madam, impossible.

We are both signatories
to the Official Secrets Act.

l've already thought of that.

Still no word from Castle Blairquhan.

Our post there has never missed
a check-in.

Here's more bad news.
Agent Frederick has been listed missing.

l don't like this.

Frederick was part of the original
security team at Blairquhan.

-Him and that fellow from Clerical.
-BATMAN: Pennyworth, Alfred Pennyworth.

Our apologies for intruding.

You were saying something
about a castle?

How did you get in here?

We don't have time for protocol.
Pennyworth is also missing.

We have reason to think he and Frederick
might be in considerable danger.

What was the name of that castle?

And why should we give you
that information?

Because l can give you Red Claw.

Blairquhan. Castle Blairquhan
on the west Scottish coast.

lt was the base for Proiect Excalibur.

Blairquhan is the last
of our land-based missile silos.

Do you think that's what
Red Claw is after?

M3: Apparently so.

Truth serum?

Of course. The old methods
are still o Ften the best.

-Fight it if you like.
-(cRoANINc)

You won't hold out For long.

But it might be amusing.
(cocKs GuN)

Well, anything to amuse a lady.

lf lady is the word l want,
which l doubt.

Aw, sticks and stones.

-(FIRES GUN)
-(cAsps)

Won't... l... l won't.

Give me your access code
for the missile activator.

Never.

You'll get nothing but gibberish
out of me, madam.

l come From haunts oF coot and fern.
l make a sudden sally.

(SCMING)

And bicker down the valley.

And people wonder why no one takes
Britain seriously anymore.

The code, old man. Now.

Fourteen...

14 Gurrier's Crescent, Blairquhan Upper.

Absurdly simple like most passwords.
Now, as for you.

(WEAKLY) ''Half a league, half a league,
haIF a league onward...''

Desperate valor to the last.
Not that it will help you.

Sooner or later, the serum always wins.

(GRoANING)

(GUN CoCKING)

(SHRIEKS)

(SHUSHING)

(YELLING)

ROBIN: Looks clear.

(GASPS)

(MAN GRUNTS)

lmpossible! How could he
have learned about this?

(ALARM BLARING)

(CHUCKLES)

-That's one less thing to worry about.
-(SCOFFS) Two less things.

-Dennis, you're always the humorist.
-Did you hear that?

(BoTH YELL)

(GRoANS)

Londoners. Your ancient city may pride
�tself on having survived

pIagues, fires, eyen the Blit_.

But unless E5 billion are delivered
to me by m�dn�ght tonight,

there will be noth�ng left to survive.

We have Blairquhan Ca_tle
and its m�ssile installation

and the codes to operate the missile.

You have one hour.

Otherw�se, l'll be forced
to plant this warhead

in the m�ddle oF Tra Falgar Square.

And ir l do that, weIl...
(cHucKLEs)

God save the queen.

ls it smart to make demands before
we get the other half of the go code?

l will have the code
in a matter of minutes.

(GRoANS)

(SHRIEKS)

Give me the code, or l'll-

The lion and the unicorn
fighting for the crown.

He can't be resisting the drug
this long. It's impossible.

-The lion and the unicorn fighting...
-Wait. He's not resisting.

This doggerel is the code.

''The lion and the unicorn''.

At last!

(KNoCK m DooR)

(GASPS)

(GRoANING)

(CoUGHING)

(BEEPING)

(GUNSHoTS)

You three, come with me.

Watch them.

(GUNSHoTS)

Fan out. This is the only access
to the control room.

They'll have to come through here.

(MAN YELLING)

Take them.

(GRoANS)

(GUNSHoTS)

(GUN CLICKING)

(GRUNTS)

And here l thought all you dusted
was furniture.

A Louis Quinze. What a pity.

Goodness me.

(TIMER BEEPING)

(ALARM BLARING)

-Dear Lord!
-Do you two have the destruct code?

(BEEPING CoNTINUES)

(PoWERING UP)

(BEEPING)

(BoTH GRUNTING)

(YELLS)

(BEEPING)

l don't suppose you'd consider
coming out of retirement?

And taking up civil service
pay grades again?

Hardly, old man. l've become accustomed
to my style of living.

lt's a great pity.
It was just like old times.

Give my best to Whitehall.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

English - SDH