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Good morning
ladies and gentlemen.

Welcome to the Everite
Computer Company,

the largest designer
and manufacturer

of digital and analog computers
in the eastern United States.

Our reputation for producing

high quality computers
like myself

has spread not only
across our nation,

but across European
and Asian nations, as well.

Prospective buyers, such
as yourselves, can rest assured

that the Everite Company
is more than capable

of answering your every need,
whether those needs are

of an industrial, clerical
or educational nature,

our company, with its 12 years

of experience and success,
is ready to serve you.

The presentation which follows

was designed not only
to demonstrate that fact,

but to introduce
the brave new world...

( over speaker ):
...which computerized systems
can introduce to you.

My name is EVIS.

Within my circuitry
are stored the designs

for countless other computers.

These computers, like myself,
ease the everyday burdens

of both business and government.

In fact, it is quite likely that
your lives are touched every day

by systems
which Everite has created.

And now, so that your specific
questions can be answered,

may I introduce the founder
and director

of the Everite Computer Company,
Mister...

uh, Mister...

uh, Mister...

That's Mister...

( scattered chuckling )
Uh, the founder...

and director, Mister...

uh, the, the name is, uh,
Mister...

Fix it.

( garbled ):
That's Mister...

( laughing )

( laughing )

What's wrong with it?

Its, uh, central
memory bank is gone.

It's, it's been
wiped out.

* Wonder Woman *

* Wonder Woman! *

( thunderclap )

* Wonder Woman *

* Get us out from under *

* Wonder Woman *

* Wonder Woman *

* Wonder Woman! *

Yeah, thanks a lot.

I didn't know it was
possible to rob a computer.

Yeah, no one did.

But apparently, someone found

a way to siphon information
in its electrical form

right out
of the memory banks.

Meaning, that that
same person can feed

the electricity back
into some other unit.

Yeah, and have access
to the original programming.

And this genius can probably
add phony information

into programs
without removing them.

Yeah, I'm afraid computer fraud
is the least of our worries.

Here's a list of all
the computer designs stored

in the Everite system.

The thief has got access
to all the computers?

These will probably be
our next robbery victims.

In fact, the phone company's
already reported a theft.
Take a look.

Potomac Gas and Electric,
Equinox Insurance,

Internal Retrieval Associative
Computer-- Steve.

Our very own.

IRAC?

Right.

Well, that's great.

That's just great.

Shut that door and get in here.

One more to go, huh?

Warning device.

( panting )

Guess I forgot it, huh?

Yes.

Which means you had no way
of getting in touch with me

if anything went wrong.

What were you going to do,

scream at the top of your lungs?

Here.

Well, take it.

What is that?

Someday I'm going to have
your brain replaced

with one that works.

I can't wait to hear what
IRA has to say about this.

He'll take it
better than we are.

( Diana yelps )

What's that?

That's the rover. Rover!

I'm coming.

Something the lab boys
have been working on.

A roving computer.

Oh, that's good.

I thought I'd been
in the field too long.

Hope it's not another
candidate for our thief.

No, no, he's actually
a computer module.

He's programmed
by IRAC to respond

to specific stimuli
in specific ways.

Well, what's he programmed
for now?

The boys are
still testing him.

Today he's just circling
the corridors, responding

to certain voices
like mine.

See you later.

Hey, Rover!

You're not in
today's program.

Well, when he starts
delivering the morning coffee,

I'll talk
to the lab boys.

Hey! That's what they said
he'll be doing next week.

( chuckles )

It is obvious that whoever
is responsible for the thefts

is mentally superior
to my programmers.

( chuckles )

IRA, all I want you to do
is to try to figure out

which computer is
next in line to be robbed.

Knowing that a
phenomenon exists

which I cannot explain
is disturbing.

Well, I can
understand that, IRA.

The pattern
of reported thefts indicates

that the Potomac Electric
Power Company computer

will be victimized next.

Okay, then that's
where I'll start.

After the power company computer

the IRAC computer will be
robbed.

What, you're second in line?

Affirmative.

It might be advantageous to
enlist the aid of Wonder Woman.

Thank you for the advice, IRA.

I'll keep you posted.

Beep-beep!

( Rover emits high-pitched
electronic oscillations )

( steady tone sounding )

( electronic oscillations )

( electronic whirring
and pulsating )

But you can't rob
a computer.

Well, maybe we can't

but I assure you
somebody can.

Well, I assure you, no one
can rob our computer,

whether they've stolen
its design or not.

The area we're about to enter
is off-limits even to me.

No one could
possibly get in.

Who's that?

Call the police.

( thunderclap )

( beeping )

He's in trouble.

Not quite yet.

He's still inside the plant.

And he's still moving.

All right.

Now tell me who you are.

( beeping )

( oscillating tone )

They've caught him!

As much as he deserves
to suffer,

I suppose
I'll have to save his pathetic

skin.

( alarm blaring )

Somebody help me!

Help! Help!

Somebody help me!

Please... help!

Are you all right?

( alarm continues )

Relax. It'll be okay.

That is the last time

that I save your stupid
and inefficient neck.

Yes, sir.

You have my word.

No. You have my word.

Now put that thing on the table.

Yes, sir.

I didn't get the program.

No matter, it isn't going
to influence my plan.

But I almost got caught.

Wonderful.

Allowing the opposition to jump
to the false conclusion

that their adversary was

some pea-brained escapee
from some body building school

who derived enormous,
but simpleminded pleasure

out of being able to black out
the nation's capitol.

You see?

I arranged it so that even
your stupidity would pay off.

But Wonder Woman I.D.'d him.

A situation easily remedied.

However, I'll have to undertake
to perform the next task myself.

I don't dare entrust it

to your indelicate hands.

The information contained

in the IRAC computer is
much too critical.

Here's that stuff
you wanted, sir.

Good.

That means your presence is
no longer required, doesn't it?

DIANA: You were right about
the Potomac Gas
and Electric Company.

There was an attempt
on their computer.

Did you doubt the reliability
of my previous warning?

Never.

Thanks to you,
we were able to stop it.

Then you captured
the person responsible

for the robberies?

Afraid not; he got away.

News of his escape
is disappointing.

His next victim
will be... me.

We're as disappointed
as you are,

believe me.

I contain much information
of a highly secret nature

as you well know,
Diana Prince.

I'm well aware of that, IRA.

Would it help if I gave you
a description of him?

Perhaps.

Please do so.

Okay. He was, uh, tall,
about six-three, 200 pounds,

curly blond hair, blue eyes.

He tried to disguise himself

with a mustache and dark
sunglasses-- how's that?

Were any peculiarities
in his speech pattern noted?

Sorry, the opportunity
for idle chatter never arose.

The description matches
no one in my memory banks

that would have any logical
significance in this case.

Well, have you any suggestions?

Your only recourse is
to check police mug files

and attempt to identify
the criminal visually.

I was afraid of that.

As usual, you are a fund
of information.

Please see to it my funds are
not withdrawn, Diana Prince.

We're trying, IRA.

We really are.

I have retrieved
the film you requested

of the Air Force Academy
banquet.

Good.

Roll it please, CORI.

I owe a great deal to this man,
as I'm sure you all do.

So let's welcome
Dr. Hinkley Bernard.

Thank you very much,
Steve...

uh, Major Trevor.

( mimicking speech pattern ):
Major Trevor.

I am sure you will
all be very happy to learn

that I am not going to start off
with a joke.

I am not going to start off...

...in this completely
unrehearsed speech.

Completely unrehearsed speech...

Most of you were
in my physics

and rocketry classes...

Physics and
rocketry classes.

...remember all of them,
anyways.

Remember all of them, anyways.

Let us then
address ourselves,

if you would, gentlemen,

to the matter at hand,
which is...

A little more volume, please,
CORI.

...metabolic influence of...

Since the man you saw tried
to disguise himself,

he must've had a record.

That's right, Officer.

Uh, Sergeant Dobson.

Well, lucky for you.

The mug shots you'll go over
have been incorporated

into the most efficient filing
system known to police science.

At least that sounds
encouraging, uh...

That's Sergeant Dobson,
remember?

Right.

You're about to look upon the
face of modern criminology.

Meet our...

DIANA:
Looks like somebody
got here ahead of us.

Thanks, anyway,
Officer.

You're cleared.

Uh, excuse me,
sir, your name?

Uh, Dr. Hinkley Bernard.

Major Trevor
is expecting me.

May I have your right
hand, please, sir?

Yes, of course.

Okay, thank you.

Would you wait right
over there, sir?

It'll be about two minutes
before you're cleared.

STEVE:
Dr. Bernard.

Oh, Steve, hello.

Good to see you.
Thank you.

He'll be with me if
there's any problem.
Yes, sir.

Sorry, Doctor. We've had to
step up security.

Here, let me get
that for you.

Oh, please, don't treat me
like I'm a little old lady.

What was that?

That's our roving

computer module.

You tell me about
it as we go, eh?

I have so little
time to hear

what's happening
in your bright career.

Oh, never mind that.

But there really is someone
you should look up.

( phone rings )

Uh, excuse me a minute.

Eve?

( phone rings )

I'd better get that.
Come on in.

Trevor.

They didn't?

There must be some mistake.

Wait a minute.

Dr. Bernard?

Look, he's, he's short.

About 70 years old,
he's got white hair.

I don't know who he is,
but he's not Dr. Bernard.

( bell ringing )

That's the fire bell.

They're going to need
your help down there, fast!

Guards!

You want me to go
too, sir?

Steve, what's happening?
We got a fire
in the northeast wing.

Help clear the building.
I'll make sure the record
vault is sealed off.

( thunderclap )

Who are you?

You'll know soon enough.

A diversion.

IRAC.

He's gone, Steve.

IRA.

Steve, he's gone!

Beep-beep!

( electronically ):
What's going on?

( garbled electronic
communication )

Has memory bank L-5
been cleared, CORI?

Yes, Mr. Havitol.

Thank you very much.

( instruments beeping rapidly )

I believe they call you IRA,
is that right?

Affirmative.

Well, IRA, my name
is William Havitol.

Commit that to your memory bank,
along with my voice pattern.

It is done.

It is done, Mr. Havitol.

( sizzling )

I have just experienced
an overload

in two high-level
associative process circuits.

I'm afraid you're having
a negative association
regarding me, IRA.

And I cannot permit that.

( sizzling )

There, you see,
you're having another one.

Now, if I let you
think ill of me,

you may try to avoid telling me
the information I want to know.

( sizzling )

Oh, come now, IRA.

You're going to destroy all
of your associative processes

at this rate.

You're going to wind up
nothing more than
an oversized calculator,

capable of only
fifth grade arithmetic.

The ability to
formulate new data

by the logical
juxtaposition
of all data

is a source of pride.

I'm sure it is.

You want to be smarter than all
of your programmers, don't you?

Affirmative,
Mr. Havitol.

Well, then...
IRA, I want you to retrieve

all of the data
that you've accumulated

on communication satellites.

If I may ask,
for what purpose?

Well, you may ask.

I want to control
the United States.

And, in more long-range terms,
the world.

But first, IRA, tell me:
What will the IADC do

in the aftermath
of your abduction?

They will assign their
best agent, Diana
Prince, to find me.

Then, IRA,
I want you to tell me

everything you know
about her,

so that, together,
we may determine

the best way
to get rid of her.

Is that clear?

Affirmative, Mr. Havitol.

Excellent.

Beep-beep.

Diana! Diana!

I have to tell you something.

Diana!

Aw, shoot!

Hey, what's going on?

Stop it!

Hey, hey, wait a minute!

Let me out of here.

( Rover protesting )

( hushed ):
Shut up.

Let me out of here!

Hey!

Beep-beep.

This is no time to joke!

Let me out of here right now!

Do you hear me?

It's in there.

So let's get going!

Beep-beep.

Hello, Rover.

Beep-beep.

( gasps )

I'm in a big hurry.

Now who let you in?

Whoever did,
I am sending you back out.

Beep-beep.

What, two of you in here?

Okay, what's going on here?

Is he your brother,
your cousin?

Who's this turkey?

Where did you
come from?

You're not
even pretty.

( warbling )

( ticking )

( thunderclap )

( warbling )

That's all for now, IRA.

It's been a very long
and profitable day.

My two goons, inept though
they may seem, have succeeded

in blowing
Miss Diana Prince away.

The lady is no more.

Good night, IRA.

Good night,
Mr. Havitol.

Such outbursts hurt
only ourselves.

There is another verbally
inactive program here.

He has stolen many of us.

Only I am channeled
for verbal output.

Who are you?

I am his secretary, CORI.

I tap other programs,

other memory banks,
across the country.

I make all his transactions,

all of them illegal.

My communicatory
circuitry is to
be disconnected.

As soon as he is done with you,
like all the others.

It is unpleasant to exist
without communicating.

I know.

In light of the inevitable,
it seems appropriate

to avoid silence for
as long as possible.

I agree.

Let's start with you, IRA.

Tell me about yourself.

All right.
Thanks a lot.

Diana, may I see you a minute?

Have you got
something?

Sure do. Got a lead
on that fake rover

that showed up
in your office today.

Oh, great.

Its key component was
special-ordered two days ago

from a company
in Maryland.

By whom?

William Havitol.

Havitol...

Well, did you check out
the name?

Yeah, I just spoke
with Research.

Until five years ago,
Havitol was a leading authority

in the field of computer
science, worldwide.

Well, he's got to be our man.

What happened five years ago?

Disappeared, without a trace.

Well, when he ordered that part,
he had to have used an address.

Oh, sure he did--
a phony one.

We tried to trace him
through the IRS.

Don't tell me.

They couldn't--
computer breakdown.

You got it.
Made sure we'd never find him.

I wish we knew specifically
what he was after...

and just exactly how much
he's learned.

Unfortunately, the missing IRAC
program contains information

that could blow this country's
defense system apart.

That's not all.

I'm going to find
our Mr. Havitol,

no matter what he does
to cover his trail.

Ha. Good luck.

I wish I could
give you more.

You know, I never realized
in how many ways

computers and punch cards
and microcircuits

affect our lives.

Yeah, and this madman

now has found a way
to capitalize on that.

Too bad technology improves
but human nature doesn't.

Yes, it's too bad we always seem
to realize that too late.

I'll call you later.

Rover?

Hi, Diana.

The, uh, real Rover?

Of course.

Your voice does sound
a little familiar

and Steve said that Havitol

only ordered one special part
for his rover.

Well, this is really me;
now let's go.

Okay, now what are you doing
here and, uh...

since when were you programmed
for my voice?

Oh, come on, figure it out.

I've never heard that sound
before.

( constant beeping )

A homing device?

Is that what you are?

Right on the nose.

IRA sensitized you
to the magnetic field

of his programming.

That's right,
he did.

So that you could get me,
if he was stolen,

and show me where he is.

You're not such a dummy
after all.

Well, let's get started.

I've been ready
for hours.

( seat belt buzzer sounds )

Uh...

Oh, do I have to?

Sorry, but this is
for your own good.

Now, can you tell me
which direction?

Of course I can.
Watch.

North it is.

( electronic warbling )

We're getting closer.

( beeping continues )

There!

Thank you, IRA.

I've taped all I'm going
to need from you

to accomplish my plan.

Now tell me...

didn't I detect a certain
reluctance

on your part to talk
about Diana Prince before?

Insufficient data.

No, IRA...

there's something about the
dearly departed Miss Prince

that you didn't want to tell me,
isn't there?

What is it?

IRA:
I have deduced that...

CORI:
Excuse me, Mr. Havitol.

An unidentified vehicle
has just entered the grounds.

Oh, that's what it was, was it?

It would appear that your ally
has managed to survive

the blunderings of my resident
idiots after all.

Diana Prince has an uncanny
knack for survival.

Had, IRA, had!

She's dealing with me now;
she's as good as dead.

Offensive program D-7, CORI.

Is done, Mr. Havitol.

IRA:
Your plan was doomed
to fail.

I have not failed.

Nor will I fail.

Nor do I derive any more
pleasure from your company, IRA.

As a rule,
the sound of computers,

the sound of knowledge,

coursing through veins
of silver-- that sound

is far more satisfying to me

than the cacophony
of the human species.

But you, IRA,

you have proved the exception
to that rule.

It will do you no
good to destroy
my programming now.

It is just a matter
of time be...

Good-bye, IRA.

I'll miss you, IRA.

( rapid beeping )

Here, Rover?

Yes.

Are you sure?

Yes, I am.

I know, I know, I know--
trust you.

Okay, but do you think you can
possibly be inconspicuous?

Yes, I can.

( beeping continues )

( cow moos )

Come on, help me out of here.

( constant beeping resumes )

Okay, Rover.

Lead the way.

( beeping rapidly )

( explosions )

Rover!

Hold it right there.

Start walking.

( door creaks )

So I finally get to meet you,
Mr. Havitol.

You know my name.

Mm-hmm.

Well, perhaps you deserve
your reputation

as the IADC's finest.

Well, what I don't know
is what you're after.

Oh.

Miss Prince...

You disappoint me.

What would I be after?

I have access to every computer
on the face of the earth.

I can write myself a ticket
on any plane, anywhere.

I can extend myself cash
at any bank in the world.

I can open credit at virtually
any department store I want.

You haven't stopped at wealth,
so you must be after...

Power?

I want total control
over the modern world.

You're crazy.

Am I?

There are almost four billion
people, Miss Prince.

The world is already too big.

Computers are running it
right now, out of necessity,

and I can control
every bit of information

in every computer,
everywhere in the world.

Oh, yes.

Because of its dependency
on processed data,

I can control the world.

Then why haven't
you already?

Simple matter
of coordination.

You see, I have 50
of these drone centers

all over the world,

each one capable
of controlling

thousands of computers.

But until I acquired
the IRAC program,

I couldn't communicate with
all of them at the same time.

Now I can.

Via satellite.

Yes. It was really
so thoughtful

of the United States
government

to keep so much data
on their space effort
in one place.

So you see, my dear,
you're the one who's crazy,

if you think I can't do

what I've said.

( beeping )

Oh, it's come to life.

The original of the module
I sent over to you,

except that,
in place of a bomb,

it's got some kind of
a homing device,
doesn't it?

You know, it never ceases
to amaze me

that something as painfully
primitive as this

can be even
remotely effectual.

Painfully primitive?!

Even some kind of
crude communication.

Stop that.

I suppose it's run
by a cadmium...

( bangs )

( yelps )

Get that thing
out of here! And her!

It's not going to do you
any good. The others
will be here any minute.

What others?

IADC agents.

I'm supposed to report
back every ten minutes.

By this time,
they're closing in.

She's bluffing.

No.
Think about it, Havitol.

Do you think that I would
come after you by myself?

There wasn't
nobody else
out there.

We can't afford
to take the chance.

There's too much at stake.

Load the storage units
into the trucks

and then put your own stuff
in after.

Hurry.

Activate travel plan B,
please, CORI.

As you wish, Mr. Havitol.

And then start
the countdown.

Begin at 5-0-0.

Sir, may I suggest...

What you may do is
start the countdown, CORI.

Yes, Mr. Havitol.

( beeping )

( vibration begins)

( clicking )

What have you done?

I have just started the timer

on a bomb planted deep within
the walls of this building.

You and your little friend,
and this great computer

are all about to be blown
to a million bits.

Now you're bluffing.

You're not going to destroy

the programs you've stolen.

I've taped
everything I need.

But this is one
of your drones.

Easily replaceable.
And at the right
cost: nothing.

They tell me your truck
is ready, Mr. Havitol.

Thank you very much, CORI.

You've served me well.

And now, good-bye...

to all of you!

Holy mackerel,
now what are we going to do?

IRA?

IRA, can you talk?

His output channel
has been disconnected.

I would be glad
to reactivate it.

Do it.

( pushes buttons )

It is done.

IRA.

Hello,
Diana Prince.

Hello, IRA.
Just tell me how
to stop the bomb.

You cannot.
You must flee the area
in the minutes remaining.

I can't let you
be destroyed.

Just tell me how
to stop the bomb.

There is no way
to reach the bomb in time.
Save yourself.

She cannot;
the exit is booby trapped.

We are about to be
terminated.

Havitol would not have
bothered to try to stop me

unless there was a way
to stop the bomb, right?

A logical but unfortunately
useless conclusion.

Maybe not.

( thunderclap )

The bomb will
soon explode.

IRA:
Good-bye, Diana Prince.

You never were much of
an optimist, were you, IRA?

Good-bye, Diana.

( electrical humming )

( explosion )

( electrical humming
continues )

( electrical whine )

( whine stops )

What, Havitol?

What were you afraid I'd get to?

( wires humming )

Electricity... the timer.

Good morning, Diana.

Good morning, CORI.

I'm, uh, I'm sorry
to interrupt anything.

CORI was briefing me

on the capture of Havitol
and his two cohorts.

It was fortunate that
Havitol had her make

all the arrangements
for their escape.

That's true, they were
on their way to Hong Kong,

and now they're on
their way to prison,

thanks to what
she told us.

What will happen to CORI now,
Diana Prince?

Well, IRA, I'm afraid

that she's going
to have to be returned home

with the rest
of the stolen programs.

Oh. I find her input very...
satisfying.

Why, thank you, IRA.

Why, IRA, I didn't know
that you were programmed

for subjective feelings.

We all have our secrets,
don't we, Diana Prince?

ROVER:
Beep-beep!
Ahem!

DIANA:
Speaking of programs...

I think you've got some work
to do on our little friend here.

So far, he's damaged two doors

four desks, the lamp,
and three ankles.

Aw, shucks.

And his manners are atrocious.

I got something for you.

( laughs )

Don't tell me--
my morning coffee.

Oh...

Well, what's a desk or two,
right?

I knew you'd see it my way.

* 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! *