All language subtitles for Fantastic.Four.1994.1x04.DVDRip.x264.[gd]_Subtitles03

On an outer-space adventure

They got hit by cosmic rays

And the four were changed forever

In some most fantastic ways

No need to fear, they're here

Just call the Four

Fantastic Four

- Don't need no more!
- That's ungrammatical!

Reed Richards is elastic

Sue can fade from sight

Johnny is the Human Torch

The Thing just loves to fight

Call the Four

Fantastic Four

Fantastic Four

This is the greatest
little video game I ever seen.

It's got the Skrulls
invading the earth.

Nothing to stop them creepy alien
enemy goofballs but yours truly.

Yours truly,
Mama Grimm's blue-eyed baby boy!

Let me play with it awhile!

Oh, yeah? In your dreams!

No, I'm not letting that freak
get away with zapping me.

It's my game! Let me have it!

You took the words
right out of my mouth!

Flame on!

Back off, Mr Heat Rash!

Hold it, you two!

Put that sofa down!

How many times do I have to tell you?
No flame-throwing around here.

I'm using my shield.

What is this thing, anyway?

It's just a toy, sis.
I found it in the park.

It probably belongs to some poor kid.

Any kid who'd lose a game
with me in it, deserves to lose it.

- Give me that!
- We don't have time for this now.

Reed wants us. There's
an important message coming in.

Probably Schwarzenegger begging me
to be in his next movie.

Ben, Sue, Johnny,
you're just in time.

Look, it's the President.

I owe you.

Dr Richards,
it's good to see you again.

Likewise, Mr President.

Why didn't he tell us who it was?

Hello, Mr President.

Just cos I didn't vote for you,

don't mean I ain't behind you
all the way, big guy.

I appreciate that.

We have trouble
in the North Atlantic.

Bay of Fundy,
due east of Grand Harbor.

The coastguard has reported
encounters with unknown creatures.

We suspect they could be
under the control of the submariner.

Prince Namor.

If that waterlogged weasel
is looking for trouble...

If reports are true, this could be the
beginning of a global catastrophe.

NASA has a satellite-tracking station
there.

If anything happens to it, our entire
surveillance system would be in danger.

We'll leave right away.

I knew I could count on you.

After all, like we say in Arkansas,

you guys are stronger than garlic
in a moustache.

- Is he putting us on?
- Quiet!

One more thing.

This operation must be secret.
No need to alarm the public.

Well, you know what that means.

Yeah. I can't finish playing my game.

Hold it a second.
Excuse me for interrupting.

But since some viewers
might not speak fluent Skrull,

we'll use our mighty Marvel
language converter

to bring you up to speed.

Great work, Votan.

The Fantastic Four
believe you were their president.

That "garlic in the moustache"
was a nice touch!

Just something I heard on
a country and western radio station

beaming up from earth.

Now with the Fantastic Four
off on a pointless chase

in the North Atlantic,

we can get on with our plans.

Notify Admiral Kah
on the mother ship,

hiding behind earth's moon.

The Fantastic Four
have taken the bait.

Commander Lyja, initiate Phase Beta.

Yes, Your Majesty. Commence Beta.

Skrull Earth operatives will assume
the forms of the Fantastic Four

and commit criminal acts
to discredit them.

Excitement is high as the crowd
awaits the arrival of the Queen.

As Her Majesty
gets out of the limousine,

she begins to greet her admirers.

And there's Sue "Storm" Richards,
one of the beloved Fantastic Four.

And... good grief!

She's stealing the Queen's tiara!

Sue Richards is a crook!

Clear taxi strip for take-off.

Experimental jet now airborne.

Something's happening.
It's Mr Fantastic!

And the Human Torch.

Look out! Mayday, mayday!

And it is with a very heavy heart
that I say we do not know why

the Fantastic Four
have become criminal menaces,

but they must be captured.

Bay of Fundy dead ahead.

- This is the spot.
- Everything looks OK.

Some emergency! My Aunt Petunia
could have handled this one.

Look!

What are they?

Well, they sure ain't
Chicken of the Sea.

Strange. My cybernetic scope
is not picking them up.

Here we go again.
What's that supposed to mean?

They're not real. They're some kind
of holographic projection.

Johnny, take us down.

Activate underwater canopies.

I'm getting sensor activity.
We're getting warm.

Warmer.

There. That's the image generator.

But why would anyone want us
to think those monsters are real?

OK, Big Brain, you tell us.

I'll know more once we get this back
to the lab for analysis.

We got company.

Ahoy, the Fantastic Four.

You are under arrest by order of
the President of the United States.

Are they kidding?
Come on, let's kick some butt!

No. We don't fight
our own government.

We play this one by the book.

It is all going according to plan,
Magnificence.

Bring up some more prisoners.
These are beginning to bore me.

Yes, soon we Skrulls shall
grind the earth beneath our heel

and we won't have
to battle the Fantastic Four!

Thanks to my brilliance,

they have been neutralised
by their own army!

Now that the Fantastic Four
are out of our way,

may we proceed with our battle plan?

Not yet, Admiral Kah.

Why not? The forces are gathered.
Our enemy suspects nothing.

Not yet.

Until my undercover agents report the
Fantastic Four are truly out of action,

we cannot launch the attack.

Is that clear, Admiral?

Yes, Your Majesty.

I have the most powerful
invasion force of all

and I'm compelled
to wait on that imperial fool!

What do you suggest, Admiral?

Begin the countdown.

If word doesn't come from the Emperor
soon, I'll launch the attack anyway.

Begin the countdown.

In less than 12 earth hours,
we shall dominate this planet,

while the Fantastic Four
remain helpless in prison.

This bizarre chain of events
was no accident.

It's time to take action.

Sue, Johnny, Ben, can you hear me?

- I've got you, Reed.
- Loud and clear.

Yeah, I hear you,
but a fat lot of good it does me.

The President thinks we've gone crazy
and turned destructive.

The way Ben behaved,
who can blame them?

Come on! So I punched out
a couple of stone walls. Big deal!

Somebody framed us,
but who and why?

I don't know, Johnny,

but we have to get out of here
and stop them.

I've found my way out.

You three know what to do.

We'll rendezvous at site seven.

We must clear our names.

The Fantastic Four!
Do you think we can hold 'em?

This joint is escape-proof.

Sorry, I really must be going.

Jailbreak!

Jailbreak! Help!

This should do the trick, I hope.

The prisoner's still here.

We're still missing Johnny, Reed.

Don't worry, darling.
He's resourceful. He'll find a way.

Flame on!

Seal the perimeter cells!

They're playing my song!

The alien generator.
The police didn't impound it.

They didn't know what it was.

Watch.

It duplicates life forms.

That image generator is cool.

I bet it could knock out
some fantastic babes.

Where did it come from?

I'm not sure

but this is the hallmark
of some highly evolved alien culture.

If you mean buggy-eyed monsters
from outer space,

why didn't you just say so?

Whoever they are, they must have created
exact replicas of each of us

and sent them out to commit crimes.

As easily as this.

Get out of here!

And they did this
to get us out of the way.

- But why?
- So what happens next?

Right, stretcho, come on.
You're the leader.

Start leading.

This device came from outer space.
Do we have anything going out there?

The Andromeda space shuttle
is being launched tonight.

That's it!

Here. Put these on.

This is embarrassing.

People will think I'm covering a zit
or something.

These are new translingual patches.

They will instantly translate
any alien language we encounter

by applying a molecular conversion...

Why do we have to fight anybody
when you can just talk 'em to death?

Look.

If I didn't know I was here,
I'd swear that was me.

It's an alien form
made to look like you.

Follow us, Johnny,
but stay out of sight.

Flame on!

Now to talk to the Alien Torch.

- Hello.
- Weren't you going after the hospital?

We came to tell you
that the plans have been changed.

OK, after I toast this rocket,
I'll be right with you.

No! We're not destroying
anything else.

Your orders are to come with us.

Where did you get this vehicle?

It belongs
to the real Fantastic Four.

It ain't much to look at
but it gets the chicks.

We have to return to our checkpoint
and report to high command.

Whatever you say.

Why are you keeping your phoney forms?

Well...

We were told to keep these identities
until ordered to change.

Well, maybe I should, too.

Give me the location
of the checkpoint.

I'll punch it into the computer.

37 degrees north latitude.

140 degrees west longitude.

- But you should know that.
- I forgot. So sue me!

We're alone, unarmed
and heading into an alien power base.

If being a superhero was easy,
any bozo could do it.

I'm tired of waiting.
My troopers are at their peak.

If we don't go now,
we'll lose our advantage.

Give the orders.

Admiral Kah, you must not attack
until I give the command.

The Fantastic Four have escaped.

My operatives will now launch
a reign of terror

and once the Fantastic Four
are executed for it,

it will be safe to invade.

There's the checkpoint.

My three comrades are there
but you...

Comrades! We've been betrayed!

Well, that's nothing
to what you're gonna be.

Reed! He's changing into a creature!

Transform, comrades.

Johnny, get them!

Come here, Dino!

One for the money, two for the show.

No, you didn't, you big dumb schmo!

Start talking. What's going on?

Based on what the Skrull told me,

I'll pay a call
on the Skrull mother ship.

Alien ship approaching
the southeast quadrant.

It's Operative Kok Nal, the one who
assumed the form of Mr Fantastic.

Operative Kok Nal
has returned, Magnificence.

Excellent. I want his report.

And so, Your Majesty,
we must not launch the attack.

What? Don't be ridiculous!

The Fantastic Four
are no longer a threat to us.

The Fantastic Four
are only the frontline of defence.

- Earth has more powerful forces.
- You have proof of this?

Insert this
in your holographic system.

What it shows is only the tip
of the iceberg we're up against.

These hideous creatures
could devastate our brave forces.

They're scenes from old monster movies.

Yes. Let's hope that the Skrulls
don't watch Saturday-morning TV.

As you can see, Your Majesty,

it would be suicide
to go against such powers.

Imperial guard!

Maybe they've seen the reruns.

Stormtrooper Votan!

Yes, Your Highness.

I hereby present Operative Kok Nal

with the imperial order
of the all-conquering Nakdal

for meritorious service to the crown.

Nakdal!

Please accept
my personal Nakdal, operative.

Coming from you, Commander,
this is indeed a Nakdal to remember.

Operative Kok Nal,
you will now return to Planet Skrull

with the other three operatives
from earth.

I will debrief you myself.

- Now what?
- We're in deep doodoo.

My Emperor,
I am afraid I cannot do as you ask.

- What?
- What?

Back on earth, every trace of the Skrull
invasion plan must be eradicated.

It is my duty to prevent retaliation
from the earth forces you witnessed.

- Trooper Votan?
- Yes, Your Majesty.

Give Kok Nal
the Ultimate High Grand Award

for Bravery Beyond Skrullness.

Yes, Your Highness.

And give him three more of those medals
for the boys back on earth.

Kok Nal, you're a Skrull's Skrull.

Thank you.
I must return to earth now

to make certain
I deserve these high tributes.

Farewell.

Call me.

Plastic!

They are distracted. Transform!

The Skrulls!

Gangway. It's clobbering time!

No need.

My hypno-suggestion ray transmits
orders that can't be resisted.

How do we know they'll stay that way?

The hypno ray told them
they like being goats!

When we get back,
I'll contact the President

and set him straight
about what happened.

Has the invasion started?

Are we winning?

- Give me my game!
- What do you mean your game?

I know just what to do with this.

Here, son. Enjoy the game.

What are you doing?

Unhand me!

I am an officer of the
Imperial Skrull Expeditionary Force.

I shall reduce your planet to ashes.

Do you hear me? Does anybody hear me?

Put me down!
I will laser-bomb your village!

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