All language subtitles for Fantastic.Four.1994.2x08.DVDRip.x264.[gd]_Subtitles03

I can't believe
it's the Fantastic Four.

- How about a picture?
- Can I have your autograph?

Susie, going out
for dinner's your worst idea

since you put curtains
on the Fantasticar.

Sorry, Ben.
I was hoping it'd break Johnny

out of his funk over losing Crystal.

Johnny, could I please
have your autograph?

- Sure.
- Make it to Frankie. That's me.

Oh, man. Flamehead's gotta be lower
than a well-digger's toenails

when he doesn't notice
a hot tamale like that.

So, Ben, how's Alicia?

Oh, yeah. Fine. Let's eat.

I've been reading about you
all the time.

It must be incredible
soaring up there in the clouds.

- Flying and...
- Yeah, it's the best.

- Frankie? What is it?
- That kiss. I feel strange.

- Everybody back.
- What did you do to her?

I didn't do anything.
She burst into flame all on her own.

I'm... alright. I feel fine.

In fact, I've never felt better.

Flame on. Wait.

Come on, Johnny. Catch me if you can.

Frankie, wait. Don't go any higher.

What's the matter, Johnny?
Can't you keep up?

What? Help!

- Got you.
- What happened?

Up this high, the atmosphere's
too thin to support your flames.

And I was worried
it was something serious.

This whole transformation
is big-time serious.

Sorry, Johnny.

How about we fly back to Reed's lab
and let him run some tests?

And get you some fireproof clothes.

Whatever you say, hot stuff.

Very good, Frankie. I think
the hypnoscanner has discovered

the cause of your transmogrification.

Transmogafag...

Look, that's just peachy, stretcho.
Now, why's she catching fire?

And I also found a repressed memory
from when you were six years old.

My stepfather's lab.
I was never to go in there.

Oh, well, apparently
you didn't always obey.

It seems your stepfather
was involved in chemical research

in an attempt to create an android
Human Torch for the military.

Daddy's little helper.

Oh, my gosh. She's burning.

She's alright, Sue.
See? Frankie wasn't hurt.

Her young mind simply blotted
out the traumatic incident.

Cosmic. So somehow my body
absorbed that stuff in the beaker.

And contact with Johnny
provided the catalyst necessary

to activate the dormant
molecular instability of the...

Come on, Professor,
you're giving me a brain-ache.

You know, it's funny,
but ever since I was little,

I just knew I was destined
for something special.

Come on, Johnny.
Let's light up the skies.

Teach me some
of those killer moves of yours.

My pleasure.

I'm glad Matchhead's finally checked
out of Heartbreak Hotel.

Who knows?

We may soon be changing our name
to the Fantastic Five.

I don't know, Reed.

I hope Johnny isn't rebounding
from one heartache to another.

- OK, I'm ready.
- OK, let's light our fires.

We're just like the song.
Frankie and Johnny were...

What's with the light show?

Frankie.

No.

Bow before me. Humble your pitiful
selves before the might of Terrax.

Oh, sure, pal.

Right after I'm through
curtseying to Captain Kangaroo.

Careful, Ben.
Terrax is Galactus' new herald.

The one who replaced
the Silver Surfer.

Thor and I encountered him
once before.

Yeah? Well, if he's thinking
about setting up my world

as a smorgasbord
for Mr Purple Planet Eater.

Fool.
Terrax commands all soil and rock.

Foolish striplings.

Johnny.

On your knees. I command you.

My body courses with the power
cosmic bestowed upon me

by Galactus himself.

Special delivery for Mr Terrax.

Holy baloney.

I grow weary of this play.

Let the city entire
behold my might and fear me.

It... it can't be.

The entire island of Manhattan
is rising into the air.

Sue. Form a force bubble
over the city.

- If Terrax takes it into space...
- Here goes.

Don't know how long I can sustain it.

You see the power I command. Now,
obey me or your entire city perishes.

What does one city matter if you led
Galactus here to devour our planet?

Ignorant fool. I am the herald
of Galactus no more.

In all the universe, only you four
have defeated Galactus in battle.

For that very reason,
you must battle him again.

And this time, you must end
the menace of Galactus for ever.

Nuts, and I wanted the weekend off.

- He's coming.
- Who's coming?

- Galactus.
- How did you?

I don't know. I just felt it.

Go. Destroy the devourer of planets.

When did we become hired guns
for every herald in the galaxy?

Ben, we've no choice.
Millions of lives are at stake.

Sue can't maintain the bubble
for ever.

Open the bubble just enough
to let us through.

- Galactus.
- I've been awaiting you.

Then you know
we've been sent by Terrax.

Yeah.

Any special reason Mr Charm out there
wants to put you out to pasture?

Behold, Benjamin Grimm,

the manner in which
cosmic events unfolded.

When the Silver Surfer
broke faith with Galactus

to protect that pale blue orb
which is your Earth,

I searched the galaxy for a herald
devoid of any and all morality.

I chose Tyros, a bloodthirsty
tyrant on his home world.

A being without morals,
without guilt.

I imbued Tyros with the power cosmic,
thus recreating him as my new herald,

Terrax.

He laughed as I devoured
his planet, his people, his family.

Gladly did he go forth to find
new life-sustaining worlds

to feed my hunger.

Yet Terrax was not content
with the role of servant.

He longed once more to be a king.

However, he served me faithfully
until the day he discovered Antos,

a planet whose very life essence
was corrupted

by pollution and radioactivity.

A planet seething with anti-life.

Terrax sought to poison me with
the negative life essence of Antos.

He nearly succeeded.

I was weakened, but did not die.

Terrax fled to Earth
to escape my wrath.

Now he has sought your help
in destroying me.

In my weakened state,
he may well succeed.

I detect no battle
within Galactus's ship.

Can it be that Galactus
is too weak to fight?

Then let Terrax himself
finish what he has begun.

- No.
- Frankie.

- What are you doing?
- I couldn't help it, Johnny.

I couldn't let him destroy Galactus.

Stretch, check out the Big G.

His equipment's
absorbing Terrax's energy.

Every time Terrax uses his power,
he makes Galactus stronger.

So that's why Wing-hat's kept us
alive, to sucker Terrax into a fight.

- Which means...
- I know what it means, Professor.

It's clobbering time.

Enough.

No. You are weak. Dying.

Insolent worm.

Have you not yet learned
who is master and who is slave?

The power cosmic is mine to bestow
and mine to reclaim.

No!

Terrax is no more.

What a revolting development this is.

Kinda puts me in the mood
for some fishing, though.

In gratitude for your aid,
Reed Richards,

I now undo
that which Terrax has done.

- Sue. Darling.
- I'm alright.

The scale is again in balance.
All is as it was.

- What is it? What's wrong?
- The poison of Antos.

Its dark venom overtakes me
sooner than I had expected.

To survive, Galactus must feed now.

And upon your Earth.

Aunt Petunia's favourite nephew

ain't just gonna sit around
on his dainty orange patootie

while Old Square Eyes turns planet
Earth into a blue-plate special.

Stinking ingrate. We saved you.

Galactus, I beg you.
Stop in the name of humanity.

What knows Galactus of humanity?
I do what I must.

And so do I, you helmet-headed heel.

Galactus is just doing
what he must to survive.

Reed, look. It's Thor.

Stay thy hand, villain.
I command thee halt.

Goldilocks is hogging all the fun.

Flame on. Come on, Frankie.
Let's get him.

No.

- I don't believe it.
- Johnny, he's still alive.

We have to keep him away
from his converter.

Even weakened, Galactus is
infinitely more than a match for us.

Hear me, Galactus.

Holy smoke.

Am I missing something? Is everybody
around here on fire but me?

They call me Ghost Rider.

I am summoned
when innocent blood is shed.

And you have shed
much innocent blood.

Ghost Rider.
I thought he was a myth.

Who called him? When did this
become a superhero convention?

Do you dare face the agony
of those you have slain?

Mortal or demon,
whichever you be, begone.

Galactus has no time for games.

This is no game.

No.

Feel the torment of a billion,
billion extinguished souls.

Experience the pain of eternal guilt.

My task is complete. I leave you now,
Galactus, in mortal hands.

I gotta lay off
Aunt Petunia's pink lemonade.

Reed. Is it my imagination
or is Galactus starting to shrink?

The giant doth feed
upon his own body to survive.

Then it's finally happened.
Galactus is dying.

No. You have to save him.
Galactus isn't evil.

He simply is what he is,
a force of nature.

And he deserves your help
as much as any living creature.

You're right, Frankie.
Galactus must live.

My sweet bunions.

This superhero stuff
gets more complicated every day.

If such is your decision,
then Thor will not question it.

Let the power of my enchanted hammer

sustain the giant
whilst you ponder this dilemma.

I've monitored several uninhabited
planets in the Lambda Sector

with the life essence Galactus needs.

I've no way to pinpoint
their exact location.

And Galactus no longer has a herald
to search them out.

There's only one solution.

Mighty Galactus, spare the Earth
and I will become your new herald.

- Frankie, no.
- Do you realise what you're saying?

- I do.
- But what about... us?

Don't you see, Johnny?
Your destiny is with Crystal.

You must know that.
Mine is with Galactus.

Somehow, I've always known it
deep in my soul.

My... herald.

Stand back.
He hath absorbed energy anew.

Let the power cosmic
join with your own.

Behold Nova, Herald to Galactus.

Frankie, wait.

Turn back, Johnny Storm.
Where I go, you may not follow.

I'm free. Free!

Wait.

Air's too thin.

Goodbye, Frankie.

Reed Richards, you saved my life

when it would have been
far easier to do otherwise.

For this act, Galactus
willingly renews his pledge

to spare your planet.

Perhaps here, as nowhere else
in the limitless cosmos,

Galactus has found those
he might dare name... friends.

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