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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

Ain't this great, Alicia? Here we
are inside. Outside, the storm.

We're in here nice and cosy.

We got cocoa, popcorn, pork rinds
and each other.

It's lovely, Ben.

And Reed and Sue
have gone to a lecture.

Johnny is at a rock concert,
which means we're here alone.

Hot dog.
We got the TV all to ourselves.

Fighting fat guys.
I mean, is this the best or what?

Oh, Ben.

It's perfect.

I've got pork rinds in my hair.
What happened, Ben?

Nothing, I mean, I guess.

My Pearl Jam concert got rained out.

Oh, man, sumo wrestling. That sucks.

Iron Man, cool.

Who asked you to butt in?
You gimme that, come here!

Wait. There's three of us.
Ask Alicia what she wants.

Please, settle down,
I'm spilling my cocoa.

Oh, my.

- What happened?
- You got me.

But I'm glad we weren't
watching a buffalo stampede.

I'd better change
to something safer, fast.

Now, the haunting call
of the ever-popular tufted titmouse.

Oh, man, that big robot, Ultimo,
came right out of the TV set.

Would you mind
if I changed the channel?

The lecture was cancelled
because of the storm.

What on earth happened to this room?

Later, sweetheart, I want to watch
my favourite programme.

- Hold on, stretcho.
- Don't press that button.

And now "The March of Science".

What is wrong with you three?

You've watched too many cartoons.
This will stimulate your minds.

And now, our special presentation,

a study of raptors and pterodactyls.

Thanks a lot, big brain. You just
gave us Jurassic Park on 29th Street.

Stay close, Alicia. Something
incredibly weird is going on.

Here they come.

OK, you be Barney Rubble,
I'll be Fred Flintstone.

It's time to yabba-dabba-doo.

Flaming on, Fred.

Take a hike, Dino.

Look. They're becoming pure energy
and returning to the television set.

That leaves us
with one pterodactyl to go.

The TV.

- What happened?
- It's off!

- I turned it off.
- Good thinking, Alicia.

But shutting off the television
won't benefit us for very long.

Those images
were effectively brought to life

by a gigantic infusion
of elemental life energy.

All matter is composed
of the same basic components,

atoms, ions, neurons and so forth.

The power of elemental life energy
is so great,

it can reassemble them
and literally bring anything to life.

I'm sorry I asked.

If we don't find
its source and shut it down,

there's no telling
what else it may affect.

We've got to hurry.

My sensor indicates
the elemental energy source

is now two miles above Manhattan
and moving fast.

Look. There it is.

- Say "ah", Buttercup.
- I triangulated the coordinates.

Hang on to your shorts or the G-force
will give you a wedgie.

Adapt for space capability.

Good luck.

A strange, warm light, moving
toward me from a great distance.

Somehow, I'm not afraid.

- It is you. The Silver Surfer.
- Yes, Alicia Masters.

I have returned to see
the Fantastic Four urgently.

They left. They went to investigate
a strange outpouring of energy

which seems to be coming
from somewhere in space.

- Then there may yet be time.
- Time to do what?

To stand with them in final battle.

Their lives and the lives of all
who dwell on earth are in deadly peril.

We're all in danger?

I was flying above your world

when I felt a surge
of incalculable energy

draining freely
into your atmosphere.

Such energy could have come
only from Galactus,

the devourer of worlds.

Yes. I remember hearing
how you helped Ben and his friends

to save our planet from him.

But I can only imagine how it happened.

Then let my thoughts be your eyes
so your mind can see.

From time beyond imagining,
I was herald to Galactus,

endlessly searching
for worlds abundant with life

upon which he could feed and slake
his ever-gnawing great hunger,

no matter how many lives it consumed.

But the Fantastic Four
would not allow earth to be devoured.

And with your help,
I learned to see your world as it is,

to recognise its capacity
for goodness.

And so I chose to defy my master
and fight for this planet.

But now I must find
the Fantastic Four.

When Galactus releases elemental
life energy into an atmosphere,

it means he is ravenously hungry

and salivating like a wild beast
before it seizes its prey.

He will not rest
until he has eaten his fill.

Do not lose hope, Alicia.

To be alive is to believe in miracles.

It's Galactus's sphere.
Looks like his warranty ran out.

Galactus, of course.

Who else would possess
enough elemental life energy

to bring television images
to life on earth?

And yet my scanners
don't indicate his presence here.

Stop your gabbing and pay attention.

I'm hitting the headlights.

That's strange. I expected the
technology inside Galactus's sphere

to be much more advanced than this.

Look! An antimatter generator

to transmit elemental life energy
to earth in the form of lightning.

And those strange, empty pods.
Fascinating.

- Prepare for space walk.
- Suiting up.

Outfitting complete.

If this is Galactus's sphere,
where is he?

Look. The Silver Surfer dude.

What's he doing up here
in East Nowheresville?

We must leave this place at once.
It is a trap.

- I don't understand.
- What's the problem?

You're not making any sense,
chrome dome.

This is not the universe-spanning
sphere of Galactus.

So maybe he got a brother Irving
and this is his jalopy?

No, Ben,
my scanner proves those pods contain

concentrated life energy
in synthetic form.

Why would Galactus
need synthetic life energy

when he sucks up the real thing?

That is an excellent question,
young man.

- It's Dr Doom.
- What's he doing here?

- Where is the creep?
- I'm far over your head, as usual.

You're playing a dangerous game.

So much energy is highly unstable.

The forces you unleashed
could have destroyed you.

True, but I had to risk it

to make the Silver Surfer
believe Galactus had returned.

Only then would he come here
to try to rescue you

from his former master.

Why did you want me to do that?

So I could accomplish something
that would be impossible

within earth's gravitational field.

The theft of your cosmic powers.

The power of the Surfer's
strength flows through me now.

His skills are mine.

Superb.

Surfer, are you alright?

Weak. My legs and arms are heavy.

It is as I have told you.

With my genius
and the Surfer's cosmic powers,

nothing can stop me from grinding the
governments of world beneath my heel

and dominating this planet.

Well, why don't you stop me?

Well, I thought you'd never ask,
rust-for-brains.

OK, it's clobbering time.

Come, Johnny Storm.

It's your turn to save the planet
from the threat of Dr Doom.

The antimatter generator, Johnny.

Heat it to fusion temperature

and it'll draw the Surfer's powers
out of his armour.

Thermite flame on.

A brilliant counter-move, Richards.
But useless.

You wisely employed thermite flame
to burn in oxygenless space.

But when your flame goes out,

your body will expand with the vacuum
until you burst.

Stay in the capsule.
We've gotta get him to earth.

Yes, all of you, run for home
with your tails between your legs.

Your time in the sun has ended,
and mine has begun.

No, don't pursue, Surfer.
You don't have the strength.

Reed. He's falling.

Easy, Surfer, I'm coming at you.

- Surfer, are you alright?
- No use.

I'm de-energised.
Stripped of my powers.

Fenderhead booby-trapped the joint.
We gotta get out of here.

Dr Doom was dangerous enough before.

How can we stop him now
that he has the Surfer's powers?

I don't know,
but we'll think of something.

If we don't,
our world will truly be doomed,

in every sense of the word.

Citizens of the world,

pay close attention
to the following demonstration.

I have arranged this
to show you the folly of resistance.

Contact your leaders and order them
to step aside by noon tomorrow.

Then I shall preside at my coronation
and take full command.

Do this and you shall be allowed
to live and serve me.

Resist and I shall exterminate you.

All hail Dr Doom.

That tin-can clown
is holding all the aces.

It's the Surfer.
Reed's got him flying again...

Watch it, will you? Look out, Alicia.

What is it?
Ben, you sound so concerned.

Did it come this way?

Something that looked like

a double exposure of the Surfer
getting electrocuted?

Yes.

It came in, went right through Alicia's
head, and took off through the wall.

I suspected as much.

I've been trying to bond
a film of elemental life energy

to the Surfer's metalloid skin

in an effort to restore
at least some of his cosmic powers.

That was as close as I've come.
It still wasn't close enough.

Poor Foo Foo. I know you want to see
your Lassie re-runs.

There's nothing on except this tacky
man covered in aluminum siding.

However, Mummy's little boy
still has to eat his nummy-nums.

Please, precious. It's full of nice,
gooey oatmeal, chicken hearts...

Mercy. No!

Go away!

I've never felt so helpless.

If only we possessed
the awesome power of Galactus.

Well, we do have one weapon.
Our intellects.

A golden energy
has come to replace the silver.

And then it, too, vanishes.

I'm so sorry.

If Dr Doom was able
to remove the Surfer's powers,

there must be some way
to restore them, darling.

There is, sweetheart.

I just have to find a way to make it
stick for longer than a few seconds.

Out of my way,
you great orange yahoo.

You can't go in there, lady.

Oh, no? This is my building.
I'll go where I like.

Miss Forbes, we're in the midst
of an experiment.

Don't I know it?

Some flying apparition
resembling Mr Silverman there

flitted into my apartment
without a by-your-leave

and completely discombobulated
my darling Foo Foo.

Excuse us, please.

Yeah. Don't think
we didn't enjoy your visit.

I'm not finished.
This is my building and I have rules.

Rules which must be obeyed.

Miss Forbes dictates rules
for her own benefit

then gets angry
when others don't follow them.

Please don't judge
the rest of us by her.

I shall not.

- No, you should.
- What?

A rule can be a wonderful thing,
if it's been made by someone

who will stop at nothing
to enforce it.

An inflexible rule. Of course,
that is the answer, Reed Richards.

- Will someone please explain?
- There's no time now, Sue.

Ben, Johnny, we may still be able
to defeat Dr Doom.

The moment of destiny is upon me.

Turn on the television cameras so
the world may witness my coronation.

Sorry, Doom.

I'm afraid your coronation
is being cancelled

because of a missing crown.

No monarch can tolerate
an act of such defiance and rule.

You shall bend to my iron will
or I shall obliterate you.

Stop. You cannot escape my domain.

Return my crown.
And then prepare to taste my wrath.

Reed. It worked. Here he comes.

Galactus himself.

Who violates the edict of Galactus
with such arrogant abandon?

I am Dr Doom.
I have broken no rule of yours.

Now, stand aside.
I must deal with these upstarts.

I realise now that it was my mention
of the name Galactus

that spurred you into action.
Do what you must, Reed Richards.

Yes, Surfer. Now.

- We meet again, Galactus.
- Yes, herald.

But we meet beyond the barrier
which I had forbidden you to cross.

It was a journey I could not have
made without the Fantasticar.

Because the cosmic powers you
bestowed upon me were stolen by him.

What?

This armour-clad microbe dares undo
what Galactus has ordained?

Let his deed now be undone.

The radiant energy returns.

The power cosmic is mine once more.

- The Surfer is himself again.
- Way to go.

Yeah, but where does
that leave old iron butt?

No. I am destined to rule the world!

As for you,
my once and former herald,

you shall return to the exile
I have imposed upon you.

The solar system
is yours to traverse.

But only Galactus
shall roam the cosmos.

- Well done, Surfer.
- Way to go, dude.

- Yeah.
- Now let's go home.

Imagine. With seconds to spare,

we saved the earth
from the tyranny of Dr Doom.

Yeah, yeah, but the best part is,

if we get back fast enough,

we can still catch
the beginning of Iron Man.

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