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* Wonder Woman *

* All the world
is waiting for you *

* And the wonders that you do *

* In your satin tights,
fighting for our rights *

* And the old
red, white and blue... *

* Wonder Woman *

* Wonder Woman *

* All of us
are counting on you *

* And the power you possess *

* Putting all your might
on the side of right *

* And our courage to the test *

* Wonder Woman *

* Get us out from under,
Wonder Woman *

* Here to fight
the force of evil *

* And your chance
won't be denied *

* Woman of the hour
with your super power *

* We're so glad
you're on our side! *

* Wonder Woman! *

* Wonder Woman! *

* You're a wonder,
Wonder Woman! *

( beeping )

Uh... right.
I'm on my way.

( thunderclap )

Diana's on her way.

How did you
get here so fast?

Oh, there's not much traffic
at 6:00 a.m. in the morning.

Why has every crisis
since World War II

happened right in the middle
of my beauty sleep?

Mmm.
You're not getting
too old for this,
are you, Joe?

I was too old for this before
either one of you were born.

MAN:
Thank you all
for responding so promptly.

This secret tape
was made yesterday at Miami.

An hour ago, I.B. Analysis
identified this man

as Evan Robley.

It's Robley all right, sir.

I remember him from the time
he stole the nuclear plans

from the French navy.

Evan Robley
has stolen

just about everything
from everybody.

If there were a thieves'
hall of fame,

Evan Robley would be
a charter member.

Well said, Steve.

This tape was sent
by Interpol

after Robley robbed
the Bangkok mint.

You can see it shows him
enjoying his ill-gotten gains,

apparently free of any fear
of apprehension.

I'd like you
to study his disguise.

As far as I'm concerned,
he is the grand master,

not only of disguises,

but international thieves
as well.

And this was the I.D. he used
to steal the rocket fuel formula

from the top-secret
Turkish air base.

We got him that time, sir.

Yeah, for about ten minutes.

He escaped on the way to jail.

Well, he's in Palm Beach now--
the millionaires' sandbox.

And I want you to know,
he plays up to it.

But I want to know
exactly what he's up to.

Thank you and good morning.

A good early morning.

ALL:
Good morning, sir.

Do you think
Robley's after something

here in Washington?

Then why would
he go to Florida?

I've got an idea.

Come on.

Well, all of my mornings
spent poring over newspapers

has finally
paid off.

Queen Kathryn
of Malakar

just happens to be
in Palm Beach, Florida,

at this very moment.

TREVOR:
Brilliant deduction,
my dear Watson.

Thank you, Holmes.

Would one of you mind telling me
what's going on here?

Queen Kathryn is this
generation's Cinderella.

She met the Prince
of Malakar

on a Mediterranean
cruise.

They fell in love
and were married.

Last year,
her husband died

and she became queen.

Not bad for little old
Kathy O'Reilly

from Boston, Massachusetts.

Of course. Now I remember,
but who doesn't?

But what has this
got to do with Evan Robley?

Well, she brought
with her

what amounts to
the Malakar heritage--

a priceless diamond
crown and necklace.

( whistles )

Then she'll
need protection.

Mm-hmm.

Wait a minute.

She's staying
at the Malakar consulate.

We have absolutely no
jurisdiction there whatsoever.

Well, then we'll
have to go undercover.

Well, once inside, you'll be
strictly on your own.

Of course.

This is the Malakar ambassador
to the U.S.

greeting her, isn't it?

Yes, it's the same
Gregory Orrick

that was so critical
of Kathryn

when she took
the throne.

You can't
blame the man

for being chauvinistic
about his country, Diana.

Kathleen O'Reilly was
a bit of a wild shamrock.

I would label
this whole thing

"handle with care."

And dispatch.

Shall we, Steve?

Indeed we shall.

I'll make the reservations.
You two get packed.

We stay packed,
Joe.

How's the weather
in Palm Beach?

About the same
as it is in Malakar.

Only more so.

Mm-hmm. Good trip.

So long, Joe.

Ready Jet Star number two for
Trevor and Prince immediately.

TREVOR:
Come in.

Any problems?

None at all.

My credentials
worked perfectly.

You are serving tea,
which I did not order

to the honorable
Steven Ludwig

president of
the American

Malakar Cultural
Association.

I can see that
male chauvinism

is still alive
and well.

You are the honorable
Steven Ludwig

while I am the honorable
new domestic

hired to serve
at the reception tomorrow.

That's the breaks.

The tea isn't for you
it's for Count Diaz.

Who's he?

Some distant cousin of
the late king-- kitchen talk.

I'll get it.

Did they say anything else
about him in the kitchen?

Not much more.

Oh, uh... watch
the butler.

I'm worried about the way
he's watching me.

By the way, the local I.A.D.C.
put a tail on Robley

when they got
Atkinson's cable.

They lost him.

Well, he'll turn up.

Just a second.

All clear.

Thank you, Mr. Ludwig.

( knock at door )

Entree.

Your tea,
Count...

Diaz.

You cannot be a maid.

Oh...

you must be a princess.

No one as lovely as you
should be serving tea.

It's my privilege, sir.
Will that be all?

Certainly not.

I intend to order
everything

in cousin Kathryn's
royal kitchen.

Is there a name to go along
with such a pretty face?

Yes, sir. Diana.

Ah... Diana,
the goddess of hunt.

Are you a huntress,
like your namesake?

Because, if you are,
I'm your willing prey.

I really must return
to my duties, Count Diaz.

And if I request

that your duty is to join me
for tea?

Well, I would be flattered

and fired, in that order.

Then I would throw myself
at my cousin's feet

and beg her
to rehire you.

Count Diaz, I trust
your rooms are comfortable?

My accommodations have
brightened considerably

thank you,
Mr. Ambassador.

What may I
do for you?

Queen Kathryn has granted your
request for a private audience

Before tea?

Immediately.
How thoughtful.

I'm afraid,
lovely Diana

you'll have to take this
back to the kitchen.

But keep it warm.

I'll be in touch.

Wonderful country,
America.

Its servants
are more beautiful

than some
of my royal cousins.

( thunderclap )

Suppose we stop
playing games, Count Diaz.

You can start
by telling me who you are.

Why, Kathryn,
I'm your dear

departed husband's
second cousin, once removed.

In that case,
you may remove yourself

because there is no such person.

I had to tell
the ambassador something

to acquire an invitation.

In actual fact, Your Majesty,
I am agent Clark Scott

Interagency
Defense Command.

I'd begun to wonder if
my homeland had forsaken me.

Far from it,
Your Majesty.

The orders
to protect you

come from very
rarefied territory.

I'm so surrounded
with enemies in Malakar,

it's hard to believe
I could have a friend.

Oh, but you have,
and not just in the top drawer.

I pulled every
string I could

to obtain
this assignment.

It's an honor to serve you,
Your Majesty.

How gallant.

Thank you,
Mr. Scott.

Ah, Count Diaz,
your cousin?

Of course, once removed.

Won't you sit down?

Thank you.

Now, to get back to business.

The United States
is quite concerned

about the safety
of the royal jewels.

May I ask why you brought them
on such a risky journey?

( sighs )

Ambassador Orrick insisted

that it would be
the best possible way to silence

my many critics in Malakar.

You see, they believe that I'm
nothing but a fortune hunter.

But if I can bring
the crown jewels here

to my native country

and then return them
safely to Malakar

my critics
will be out of ammunition.

DIAZ:
I find this advice questionable.

But now the jewels are here

we must do our best
to protect them.

Well, I've taken a few

precautionary measures
of my own.

DIAZ:
The consulate security system
is excellent.

I understand that the vault here
is near-impregnable.

I agree, but that would
be the first place

that a thief would look
for the jewels.

Then they are not in the vault?

The crown, and the diamond
necklace, are in a hidden safe.

Then may I suggest, Your
Majesty, it remain your secret.

Thank you.

Then I need only trust myself.

An excellent idea.

Now I need
only protect you.

I've long believed,
you know

that the most valuable
jewel of Malakar

was her queen.

Thank you.

You've
made me feel

very welcome,
Mr. Scott.

Won't you join me
for a refreshment?

Perhaps some tea?

Thank you.

Allow me.

This is Count Diaz.

Would you tell my maid Diana

that she can serve my tea
in here.

Yes, immediately.
Thank you.

You said you feel
threatened

by some of
your countrymen.

Have you checked your chambers
for listening devices?

You mean bugs?

Yes, bugs.

Let's begin by looking

at the more obvious places,
shall we?

Electronic surveillance

has become a fine art,
Your Majesty--

to the point where
it is now possible

to conceal
a transistorized transmitter

in the olive
of a dry martini.

These tiny objects,
no larger than a dime

can be placed anywhere.

Behind curtains...

the telephone, bookcases.

Literally anywhere.

One cannot be too careful,
Your Majesty.

( knocking at door )

Our tea.

I'll just make sure.

Ah, Diana.

I knew, by asking for you,
we'd receive amazing service.

Uh, thank you, my dear,
you've been such a help.

Oh.
You may go.

( knocking )

TREVOR:
Come in.

Steve, you're not going
to believe this.

What?

I left with tea
for Count Diaz, right?

Right.

I served it to Evan Robley,
in the queen's chambers.

( whistles softly )

He certainly doesn't lack nerve.

Or charm.

Kathryn's eating
out of his hand.

What's he doing
with the queen

when the subterranean vault
is here under the consulate?

Is it possible the jewels
are not in the vault?

Anything's possible
with Evan Robley.

Yeah. We'd better
get rid of him.

Easier said.

Do you think we should warn her?

I don't know.

From what you've told me,
she just might blow our cover.

Well, what should we do?

Joe arranged
for a warrant.

If we can get him off
the consulate grounds

we can legally
take him into custody.

He's a very
clever man, Steve.

It won't be easy.

I've got a plan
that just might do it.

Meet me by the front gate
after dark.

Can you make it?

The question is,
can you?

Don't worry about that.

Be careful, Steve.

TREVOR:
Good evening.

Lose your way?

As a matter of fact,
I've found it, Mr. Robley.

You seem to have the social
advantage of knowing my name.

Am I committing some
unforgivable faux pas

by not remembering yours?

My name isn't important

but my business is,
so I'll get right down to it.

I'd like to buy
the royal jewels of Malakar.

Unfortunately,
they're not
mine to sell.

I see.

Well, before
you fence them

I suggest you listen
to my offer.

This is all purely
hypothetical, of course.

But do you have
any specific numbers

or types of currency in mind?

We're talking about
a very realistic amount

of untraceable cash,
in the millions.

Hmm. How can I be
certain you'll deliver?

You come with me
and I'll show you.

Are you suggesting
I leave the grounds?

Mr. Robley, the amount of
money we're talking about

cannot be carried
by one man.

If you can't take
the mountain of money

to Muhammad...

Then Muhammad must move
to the money.

Right.

It's a short drive.

15 minutes?

I must say, it's a very
interesting proposition.

The sight of neatly stacked
treasury notes

is my favorite scenery.

( chuckling )

Shall we?

This little trip will set you up
for the rest of your life.

Oh, I'd better
call the queen.

Why?

Well, after all,
she does have custody

of the baubles
in question,
however temporary.

What was her
private extension?

I have it
here somewhere.

I'm sure I... ah.

( coughing )

( groans )

Sorry, old boy.

Nice try.

Now let's see if we can find out
who you really are, hmm?

( knocking at door )

Count Diaz?

Steve.

( sighs )

( banging )

Oh, Steve.

Diana, get out, fast.

Let me untie you.

No. There's no time.

Robley sent for the guards.

If they find you here,
we're both out of action.

Well, I can't
leave you here, Steve.

He knows who I am.
He found the warrant.

You're the only one
who can stop him.

Now put this gag back in
and get out of here.

( footsteps approaching )

Oh.

Best put him in
a basement cell.

Fortunately, Your Majesty,
Mr. Scott here discovered

that Mr. Ludwig was
not the president

of the American Malakar
Cultural Association,
as he claimed,

but a rather
infamous
jewel thief--

Evan Robley.

I... we are greatly indebted
to you, Mr. Scott.

There are times

when duty becomes a pleasure,
Your Majesty.

We'll hold him
in our basement
detention cell

until after you've left
the country, Your Majesty.

The publicity might prove
most unfavorable.

I don't believe we need
have any further fear
for the jewels.

Not as long as Mr. Scott
has my interests at heart.

Now, please, Your Majesty,

you really must get some rest.

You have
a big day tomorrow.

Thank you, Mr. Ambassador.

And thanks to you, Mr. Scott,
my rest will be untroubled.

Good night, Your Majesty.

Good night,
Your Majesty.

Good night.

I hope that's
the last time

I bow to that
American upstart.

Providing, of course,

that you're as
good as they say.

With that undercover agent
out of the way,

the robbery will
be child's play.

My friends and I are paying you
too much for mere child's play.

If you want to quibble
about price, let's forget it.

No, no. No, steal
the jewels now.

It'll be worth your fee

just to see
Kathryn's disgrace.

When she appears
at tomorrow's reception

and I start the rumor that
her jewels are missing,

Queen Kathryn of
Malakar will again be

common Kate of Boston.

Please, spare
the details.

I find politics a bore.

The queen's order.

Please open the door.

If she complains
the food's cold

should I tell her
who's to blame?

Thank you.

( door closes )

What is it?

Late supper,
Your Majesty.

At this time of night?

I ordered no supper.

Oh, what do you want?

I had to see you,
Your Majesty.

You're being tricked.

The royal jewels are in great
danger and so are you.

And how does a maid
acquire this information?

I'm not a maid.

My name is Diana Prince
and I work with the I.A.D.C.

You're working
with Agent Scott?

He's not an agent.

He's a jewel thief--
Evan Robley.

But Robley's been captured.

That wasn't Robley.
That was Steve Trevor.

We're both agents.

We were sent to protect you

and to stop the real Evan Robley
from stealing the royal jewels.

Agent Scott's credentials
were thoroughly checked

by my ambassador.

You're obviously lying.

No.

Your majesty, I'm
telling the truth.

You've got
to believe me.

Call this number.
It's in Washington.

They'll verifyeverything
I've told you.

Excuse me for disturbing you
so late, Your Majesty.

Telegram from Washington.

Eyes only.

This is not your handwriting,
my queen.

Someone wishes you to
spend your time chatting

with a White House
telephone operator?

In the middle
of the night.

This maid,
she's been telling me

the most incredible story
about Agent Scott.

She claims
he's an impostor.

Guard!

Your Majesty, you've
got to believe me

She's an accomplice of
that jewel thief we captured.

Place this woman
under arrest.

After her!

( thunderclap )

Follow me.

Gentlemen.

You're in no danger.

Wonder Woman?

Yes.

I must...
I must still be asleep.

I thought you were a dream,
a legend.

No, I'm real.

I'm as real as you.

If you want physical proof

I suggest that you examine
your window.

Let me help.

Thank you.

You did that?

Yes.

Even seeing it
with my own eyes

I can't believe it.

So you're not a fable.

No.

Well, tell me,
why did you come?

Because there's no one else
that can help you.

Before tonight, I
would have believed you.

Since my husband died

I've been alone
among many enemies.

But now, I have help
from my native government--

Agent Scott
of the I.A.D.C.

Your Highness,
I'm afraid

that you've been
badly deceived.

You see, the man that
you think is Agent Scott

is really Evan Robley.

You see, he tricked you

into giving away your secret
about the jewels

and he tricked you
into imprisoning

the real American agent
sent to protect you.

Some maid told me more or
less the same thing earlier,

but I refused to listen.

Oh, that poor man.

We must release him.

Well, we can't now.

You see, if we do,
they'll know someone else

on the inside of the consulate
is on your side.

You'd really
be in danger then.

No, Steve Trevor is safe
where he is.

He's an agent, and he'll
understand what we're doing.

Robley seemed
such a pleasing man.

Your Highness, I think that
he was just taking advantage

of your vulnerability.

But what we have
to do now is
protect your jewels.

How?

Robley knows where
you've hidden them.

How can he?
I've told no one.

You didn't have to.

When he came to see you
earlier, as Count Diaz,

he watched you
very closely.

In your distress,
you gave away
their location

without
even knowing it.

Men like that,
they train themselves

to notice
every indication.

They're hidden
in the safe

behind
the coat of arms

in your sitting room.

How did you know that?

I thought
I'd been so clever.

There are
no clever victims.

But don't worry
about that now.

I'll keep them
safe for you.

I'm glad you're
on my side.

Me, too. Let's go
and get your jewels.

They're gone-- stolen.

We're too late.

My enemies have won.

( sighs )

One battle doesn't win a war.

I must remember
to put up a sign:

"Please knock
before trespassing."

Well, what do I do?

Salute?

Do thieves salute?

If there's something worse
than a trespasser,

it must certainly
be a name-caller.

To liberty

and to beauty.

How about
some champagne?

Then you
can toast me.

How long have you been
in this room, Robley?

Mmm... about 32 hours.

I checked in yesterday
at 2:30 a.m., Paris time.

I'm only interested
in tonight.

Am I suspected
of something?

Yes-- of stealing
the queen's jewels.

I really don't
have to answer

such a discourteous
insinuation.

Will you excuse me?

I did not steal
the royal jewels.

Are you playing
games with me?

Games?

Repeat that, please, if you can.

I did not steal
the royal jewels.

My apologies,
Mr. Robley.

It's quite all right.

As a matter of fact,

you're, um...
you're welcome
to search my rooms.

Maybe I didn't ask you
the right question.

Mmm... it's
a distinct
possibility.

Must I?

I hate the idea
of being forced
into doing anything.

It's my criminal
nature, I suppose.

May I have some
more champagne?

Please?

Please?

I should have asked you

if you knew where
they were hidden.

And I would have told you they
were most probably

in the consulate
security room.

Go on.

Well, as you
undoubtedly know,

stealing is
the only work
I'm trained to do.

And may I say that

none of my other
professional endeavors

have introduced me

to such a charming
investigator.

( clears throat )

Well, what a pity
it was all for nothing.

You call these nothing?

A slight exaggeration,
I suppose.

Actually,
they're worth

in these
inflationary times

about $83.

I asked you if you'd stolen
the royal jewels.

You're telling me
these are fakes?

Or phonies,
if you prefer.

Cheap imitations.

Why did you bother?

I was tricked,
and so were you.

It's Queen Kathryn
who's been tricked.

She's the one
who's going to suffer.

Whoever stole the real jewels
has stolen her throne as well.

She'll be forced to abdicate.

Really?

Yes, but she won't give up
without a fight.

They don't call her
the wild shamrock for nothing.

Robley, we have
to devise a plan

to get those jewels back
before the reception.

Do you know
where they are?

I'm not sure.

The real jewels were stolen
long before I stole the fakes.

Who do you suspect?

I think I can prove who took
them on two conditions--

first, you must
keep yourself hidden

for about five
minutes. And, um...

Second?

A bothersome detail,
actually:

amnesty.

Amnesty?

Mm-hmm.

Why should you
be given amnesty?

Because, if I'm not,
I'll only have to escape.

And, frankly,
I'm growing very weary

of wearing disguise
after ridiculous disguise.

All right. I do have a few
friends at the I.A.D.C.

I might be able
to arrange it for you.

I'm sure you can.

And, meanwhile,
to show my good faith,

I'll just invite
my suspect in here.

( knocking at door )

What's the meaning
of this, Robley?

You're supposed to be on
your way to the airport.

I ran into a slight
problem, Mr. Ambassador.

The jewels that
you hired me
to steal are fakes.

Well,
what does it matter?

You weren't stealing
on a commission basis.

ROBLEY:
Somehow, I...
I feel shortchanged.

And I imagine your
coconspirators will
feel the same way

if they knew you had
appropriated the jewels
for yourself.

Then I would suggest
that you don't inform them.

You did your job, and you
were generously paid for it.

I suggest
you forget the rest.

That is,
if you value your life.

Well, of course.

Mr. Ambassador, if
you put it that way,

I'm sorry I asked.

Good.

I'd hate to see you, uh,
neutralized, Mr. Robley.

We may find other occasions
to do business together.

Hopefully.

I imagine you're keeping
the jewels in the security room?

I thought your dangerous attack
of curiosity had been cured.

Oh, a momentary relapse.
My apologies.

It's none of my concern.

Now you're getting
the picture.

Good-bye, Mr. Robley.

Look after your health.

How very thoughtful.
Thank you.

An immediate change of climate
is a prescription

that should do wonders
for your longevity.

Color me vanished.

Mr. Robley, you make
an excellent detective.

Please, there's no need
to be cruel.

At least I know
who's behind this,
and I thank you.

You're welcome.

He undoubtedly
has the jewels
in the security room.

It's the only
logical place.

He wouldn't risk
moving them from
the consulate.

And the security
room provides
maximum protection.

"Maximum" is
an understatement.

That vault makes Fort Knox
look like a piggy bank.

The entire floor
is an electronic alarm

and the slightest
pressure on it

will fill the room
with deadly gas.

Well, then, how could you
have possibly expected

to get in there
in the first place?

Did you have a plan?

Of course I have a plan.

Good. Then I'll
help you carry it off.

Better still,
we release Steve Trevor

and there will
be three of us.

All for one, and all that--
the Three Musketeers.

Well, let me tell you,
my fellow musketeer,

there's a slight detail:

The floor of the vault
could blow all three of us

to kingdom come.

See for yourself--
they're gone.

I'm devastated,
Your Majesty.

How may I help?

There's nothing
you can do now.

Soon the world will
witness my shame.

If only there were some way
to spare you this ordeal.

Perhaps if I announced
your abdication?

I have more courage
than you think, Ambassador.

I'm not a blue blood
in the purest sense.

True, my grandfather came
to this country in steerage--

he left my mother in London--

and my father always
had to work hard.

He began life
with what is known

as an Irish teaspoon:
A shovel.

Since I never
expected to have a throne,

the thought of abdication
is less of a trauma

than you might think.

Aye, Your
Majesty, but...

I don't necessarily
mean you, Ambassador.

I merely meant to point out

that though I haven't
experienced poverty personally,

it is certainly
no stranger to me.

I don't fear it for myself.

I do, however,
fear it for my people.

The Americans,
Your Majesty?

My people
are the Malakans.

Yes, of course.

Please,
if you leave me now.

I must think what my husband
would have wanted me to do.

Resigning now... would
save you much grief.

Of course we both know
that you are innocent,

but the facts do
appear otherwise.

Why torture yourself?

And why torture
those of us who...

who love and admire you?

Thank you.

Ambassador Orrick?

I realize my enemies would stop
at nothing to dethrone me,

but when they get my head,

they will be getting
the head of a queen.

Well, musketeers,
this is it.

Now, one of us
has to stand guard.

And, needless to say,

an interruption
could be fatal.

No problem.
You know the area.

She's got the power.
I'll cover for you.

Thanks, Steve.

You say that the slightest
pressure on this floor

would release a lethal gas?

If we drop a hair
on this floor,

it'll kill us both
in half a second.

Then this trip will
have to be by air.

Tie this off,
and hold onto it tight.

Right.

Now... now lower me.

No, wait. Stop!

Not that much.

Sorry.

Don't be sorry. Just pull.

Slowly.

Okay.

Stop.

Now tie it off.

I know the combination.

So do I.

Okay, I'm going to throw it
to you. Catch.

Over there.

What sort of circus
performance is this?

You should have left
when you could, Robley.

I warned you
about your curiosity.

You're not the only one
who knew the area, Robley.
Orrick knew it, too.

Get down there, Robley.

Oh, come now, Mr. Ambassador.

I'm sure you don't want my messy
footprints on your shiny floor.

You wanted to see
the safe, Robley.

There it is.

Down!

Mr. Trevor...

you can join the act, too.

( sighs )

Was I right about the jewels?

Yes, you were.

You know,
if you play your cards right,

I think you can talk me
into a permanent partnership.

Right, Robley.

Where did you...?

How did you...?

Not now.

No one is more
deserving of this

than you,
Your Majesty.

This is a very
private coronation.

Each one of you
in your own way

is responsible for it.

And my apologies to you,
Mr. Trevor.

It comes with the
territory, Your Majesty.

I must tell you,
it was long my husband's dream

that our two countries
be united in friendship.

You have helped make
that dream come true.

Thank you.

Come on, Steve.

Get me out of this.

No, no--
we'll blow our cover.

My favorite maid.

Diana, I thought
you'd forsaken me.

Uh-uh.

I think I'll have
some champagne.

Since you'll no longer be
working as a thief, Count Diaz,

why not try your
hand as a waiter?

Diana is an agent
for the I.A.D.C.

( applause )

Your Majesty.

How did you get in here?

They've been asking
that question

ever since I can remember.

I feel neglected,
Your Majesty.

I needed some way
to attract your royal attention.

I should have thought anonymity

was part of your stock-in-trade,
Mr. Robley.

The unfortunate truth is,
I no longer have a trade.

Frankly, I hold you responsible.

Must I drink alone,
Your Majesty?

I hope you won't
feel neglected

if I don't offer you
a knighthood,
Mr. Robley.

A simple "thank you"

would do nicely,
Your Majesty.

Exactly what am
I supposed to be
grateful to you for?

There's Gregory Orrick,

whose downfall I most
certainly hastened.

Wonder Woman
and the I.A.D.C.

Had something to do
with that, you know.

But would they have
appeared at all

if I had not
provided the impetus?

Your logic amazes me.

Then consider this:

Where are they now
when you're in real danger?

Danger?

Of being kissed.

Oh...

I'd rather give you
a knighthood, Mr. Robley.

Oh, that's what
you say now,

but as we become
better acquainted,

you may change your mind.

Will that be all, Mr. Robley?

Don't you mean "Sir Evan"?

You truly are everything
they say about you.

And willing to be more.

I could use an ambassador.

( applause )

Wonder Woman would
have loved this.

Oh, Steve, she's...

she's probably
seen it all before

with the original cast.

* Wonder Woman *

* Here to fight
the force of evil *

* And your chance
won't be denied *

* Woman of the hour
with your super power *

* We're so glad
you're on our side! *

* Wonder Woman! *

* You're a wonder,
Wonder Woman! *