All language subtitles for Batman S02E14 - The Yegg Foes In Gotham (Part 2)-eng

NARRATOR". We have already seen
Gotham City's charter stolen...

...by the rottenest egg of them all, Egghead.

Gordon and O'Hara with egg on their faces.

Batman and Robin answer their weekly call.

The city really owned
by the Mohican Indians...

...and only leased by the citizens.

Nine pelts paid every five years
to renew the lease...

...or it will egg-xpire.

Was this Eggheads plan?

It was.

Chief Screaming Chicken,
last of the Mohicans, gave his word.

But he was an Indian giver.

Batman and Robin attack.

A millionaire kidnapped.

Another millionaire kidnapped.

Our millionaire kidnapped.

Egghead suspects that
Bruce Wayne is Batman.

Will this fiendish machine
vacuum his brain?

Holy hypothesis!

The Caped Crusader held in his chair
by electromagnetic power.

Can this really be happening?

Let this serve as a warning
to anyone with a delicate nature.

The most egg-xcruciating
circumstances are yet to come.

Four seconds and you'll be
as helpless as a newborn babe.

Ha, ha. How egg-xotic.

Nice going, Dick. I thought I was a goner.

Well, was--? Is he? Is he?

Only a bit of information
trickled through...

...before that accursed teenager
turned the switch.

- And?
-That man has a mind full of trivia.

It's inconceivable that he could be Batman.

Back, back, I say.

This is a radar egg.

And the slightest vibration
will make it egg-xplode...

...and turn this into a room carpeted
with wall-to-wall millionaires.

Let's get out of here.

It's two minutes before midnight
and the lease is about to egg-xpire.

Nothing can stop us now.

We have only one chance.

This type of mechanism
is only sensitive up to about 6 feet.

Do exactly as I do.

We just can't leave that bomb there, Bruce.
Some innocent bystander might get hurt.

Correct. Therefore we must trigger
that mechanism before we leave.

- Tim, Pete, wait outside.
-But--

- Please, please, there's no time to lose.
-Okay.

- Now what?
-We play marbles.

Marbles?

I heard Egghead say
he didn't think you were Batman.

And the machine worked, didn't it?

Only too well, Dick.

After years of mental conditioning...

...I was able to block off
that portion of my brain...

...pertaining to my dual identity.

I couldn't have lasted much longer, though.
All right, let's get down.

You got it on the first shot.

At the age of 11,
I was junior marble champion of Gotham City.

- Even then.
-Let's go.

12:03.

I can't conceive of what happened
to those three millionaires.

It's all too incredible, but Gotham City
now belongs to Chief Screaming Chicken.

You better believe it, buddy.

Oh.

- What happened to you?
-A long story. Are we--?

Too late.

Midnight came and went,
and with it the fate of Gotham City.

You no show up,
me now own Gotham City and all suburbs.

That is the way the Wigwam watusies.

But is it legal, Mr. Mayor?

- I'm afraid so, Batman.
-Even though Egghead kidnapped...

...the millionaires and held them
until after midnight? That's against the law.

Boy Wonder,
there is no more law in Gotham City.

We're at his mercy.

We must give him enough rope,
commissioner.

And let him be hoist
by his own petard. Trust me.

Batman, we're in your hands
like we've never been before.

Correction.

You are in my hands.

This is my official contract
with Chief Screaming Chicken.

And it gives me complete control
of Gotham City as his emissary.

You fiendish devil.

Egg-xpletives will get you nowhere,
my cowled crime-buster.

The Gotham City Charter is back in its case...

...and it's quite egg-xplicit,
if you care to read it.

You'll have to talk a little slower,
Eggy-pooh...

...if I'm going to capture
all your wisdom on paper.

You think anybody will buy his book...

...on how to be a better criminal?
-Quiet.

My first duty
as new leaseholder of Gotham City...

...is hereby to fire
the mayor and the police commissioner.

You can't do that.

Oh, yes, I can.

You are through. Finished. Fired.

Up. Out. Out. Over. Up. Out.

We're witnessing a new low
in community relations, Robin.

And as for you, my caped incompetents...

...I hereby egg-xpell you
from the Gotham City limits.

If you so much as show your masks
around here again...

...I'll have you both egg-xecuted.

This is the saddest day
of my young life, Batman.

What Will be, Will be.

Goodbye, Gotham City.

You were my kind of town.

If Batman and Robin ever come back
to Gotham City...

...they'll be shot on sight.

- Ain't that great?
-Hold your egg-xuberance, Foo.

My amazing brain tells me
that we haven't seen the last of them yet.

We gotta move fast, Robin.

The longer Egghead is in control
of Gotham City, the more chaos will erupt.

What will we do? We're barred.

This is one time when
Bruce Wayne and Dick Grayson...

...can do more good than Batman and Robin.
-How?

Egghead said the city charter is back
in its resting place.

My training in legal matters has taught me...

...that every document has some fine print
that is usually overlooked.

Bruce Wayne and Dick Grayson
are going to steal the charter.

Wow, talk about Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.

Stop them!

Stop them! They've just stolen
$50,000 worth of precious jewels.

I'm sorry, sir. Commissioner Egghead says
we're not allowed to arrest his friends.

Well, if you won't do anything
about it, I will.

Sir. Sir, come back here, please.

- I'm afraid I'm gonna have to give you a ticket.
-A ticket? For what?

Jaywalking.

I don't understand.

Murderers and thieves are making
Gotham City an unfit place to live in...

...and you stopped me
to tell me to fasten my seatbelt.

I'm just doing my job, sir.

With all the noise and the shooting
and everything going on...

...who could blame me
for missing that litter basket with my tissue?

Just the facts, ma'am.
Will you please give me just the facts?

REPORTER : It's 3:00 in Gotham City,
and time for the 11th hour news.

Our town is in an uproar.

Robberies are taking place
all over Gotham City...

...and the police are powerless to stop them.

Commissioner Egghead seems to take
great delight at the happenings.

The big question is,
where are Batman and Robin?

Even though they've been banned
from the city limits...

...all Gotham City is hoping for them
to help us in our hour of need.

Things may have gotten
somewhat out of hand, Dick.

Why don't we take a nice drive into the city?

- Great.
-Is that wise, sir?

We have no other choice.

How are we going to open it?

We'll have to break the case.

Why don't you use the Batbeam
in the spare utility belt you wear?

If I did, Egghead might suspect Batman.

No, we'll use ordinary means.

They fell into the trap. Oh, I am egg-static.
Ha-ha-ha.

Calling all cars. Calling all cars.

Be on the lookout for Batman and Robin
in the vicinity of the city hall.

Well, gentlemen...

...when we capture
the caped crime-Crushers...

...we will remove their masks...

...and egg-xpose their faces to the public.

Then they will be out of business.

I wonder who they are?

Well, Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson.
I'm surprised you came to Gotham City...

...the way things are going.

We had some business to attend to.

Did you happen to see Batman and Robin
around the area?

Commissioner Egghead has given my men
orders to shoot them on sight.

I haven't seen Batman for weeks.

Well, thanks anyhow.

There it is.

The clause we've been looking for.

"If the heirs to Gotham City's lease
fail to make payment on the approved day...

...said property reverts to the Mohican Indians
and/or their legal representatives.

The only stipulation to this clause...

...is that the property may never be leased
to anyone who's committed crimes...

...against the city, territory, or the crown."

In those days we were still a British colony.

What does it mean, Batman?

It means we've got that criminal
by his large, gray, double-A head.

I don't think he'll be satisfied with half the loot
collected by the visiting gangs, Robin.

- He must have something bigger in mind.
-What could it be?

Think, Robin, think.

Where is all the money in Gotham City kept?

In the treasury, of course.
With the tax just having been collected...

...there must be close
to $30 million in that vault.

Right, Robin. And what's
a synonym for the word "treasury"?

Depository? Strong room? Bursary?

Of course, the English word for "treasury."

Exchequer .
-Or eggs-chequer.

- Oh, you've done it again.
-To the Batmobile.

Here I am with 29 million George Washingtons,
and I don't feel the least bit crowded.

And the beautiful part about it
is all of this money is tax-exempt.

Me think you are crooks.
Me go tell the mayor.

Oh, but my dear egg-xalted chief,
you are the mayor.

- Ha, ha.
-Oh. Oh, you're right.

Me have short memory span.

I say, Foo Yung, will you loan me
a couple of hundred thousand or so?

Of course, my dear.

Here you are. Pay me back
whenever you can find the time.

I'm in no hurry.

Perfumes from Paris
and dresses from Rome.

And my very own handsome guardsman
from Buckingham Palace.

You know, one of those men who don't
giggle when you tickle them.

And now--

And now to egg-xpedite matters,
let's start packing this stuff up. Ha, ha!

Is this the way it's all supposed
to end, Mayor Linseed?

Not with a bang, but, uh, with a whimper?

We're like two old warhorses
being put out to pasture.

I never thought I'd see the day.

And you haven't.

Batman, Robin, you realize you're taking
a grave chance by coming here?

- That's why we took the surreptitious route.
-Egghead's got a price on your cowl.

The person bringing you in,
dead or alive, gets $50,000.

- Holy recompense.
-That's all over now.

A clause in the city charter refutes
anything Egghead might have planned.

It specifically prohibits criminals
from leasing any of Gotham City.

- Splendid news, Batman.
-What now?

It's my guess that Egghead and his men
had another crime in mind.

- We think they're going to loot the treasury.
-And we're going there right now.

Clear all police channels
for an emergency message.

This is Commissioner Gordon speaking.
Men, I have wonderful news for you.

Batman and Robin are back.

We no longer have to take
any of Eggheads guff...

...because he no longer has a legal hold
on our fair city.

Batman and Robin were gone from our ranks
less than 24 hours, Mayor Linseed.

And you were a witness
to the havoc that was wrought.

Call them the Dynamic Duo,
the caped crime-fighters, the foes of felons.

Call them what you will.

But thank your lucky stars
we can call them our friends.

- We better hurry, Batman.
-Not too fast, Robin.

In good Batclimbing, as in good driving,
one must never sacrifice safety for speed.

Right again, Batman.

Who are you, citizen?

Oh, my name Jose Jimenez.

And who, may I ask,
are you two nice people...

...climbing down the side of this building
when the elevators are available?

- I'm Batman.
- And I'm Robin.

Ah, oh. I'm the foreman of a jury.

We're trying to make up our minds what to do
to a terrible nasty criminal person, you know.

- Oh.
- Trying to find out now. Excuse me.

Oh, you decided?

What? Oh.

Fellas, could you leave the rope?

Gone. Every penny is gone.

- Holy banks.
-Almost $30 million in small bills.

Oh! Oh, Mr. Masked Man, you are so right.

That Egghead, one very bad hombre.

- Where did he go, Chief Screaming Chicken?
-He leave me to hold them bag...

...while he escape.
-But where?

He say he must replenish
before he go to South America.

Then they all lay high.

Lay low.

Lay low, yeah. Me wrong on direction, yeah.

He say he lay low for one day
and then pretty soon maybe they all leave.

Any particular place in South America?

Oh, he say he take money,
all the money, and run Venezuela.

Chief Screaming Chicken,
I think you've been led down a primrose path.

My face is so red.

Robin, tell Commissioner Gordon...

...to alert all land, sea and air exits
from Gotham City.

We must keep Egghead within the city limits
until we find out where his hideout is.

Hm. Roger.

Boy, it makes me feel good
to be a Gotham Cityite...

...when I see how everybody
forgave Chief Chicken.

You'll find that people are basically good.
They're merely reacting to their surroundings.

Chief Screaming Chicken was wooed
from the path of righteousness...

...by some extravagant promises.

It's a human failing that all of us
are subject to at one time or another.

But all that's water over the embankment.

- Right now our job is to find Egghead.
-Mm. Any ideas?

We know his diet consists solely
of grade triple-A white eggs.

If he were to take a trip,
which all the evidence indicates he might do...

...he would first have to load up
on all the eggs he could carry.

Right.

How many poultry farms, triple-A variety,
are there within the limits of Gotham City?

Mm, three. Bernie's Chicken Farm
in the Lakewood area.

But that farm produces only brown eggs.

Hmm.

Paul's Poultry Palace in Pimlico.

- And if my memory serves me correctly--
-As it always does.

--Paul's Poultry Palace has only
eight hens and one rooster.

Scarcely enough
to feed his voracious appetite.

And with all the roads
out of Gotham City blocked...

...that leaves only one place.

Are you some kind of nut or something?

You can't come in here
and steal my eggs like this, bub.

Mr. MacDonald, you should be
egg-xpressing your thanks...

...that I saw fit to grace your ranch
with my presence. Ha, ha.

Only the finest quality eggs will do
for my dietary practices.

Besides, your prices are egg-xorbitant.

I'll make you a good deal.
Better than wholesale.

My good fellow, let me egg-xplain.
Egghead never pays for anything.

It's just not done
among your finer class of criminals.

Why, do you realize that if I paid one penny,
it would ruin my reputation among my peers?

- It's almost dark, Egghead.
- Don't you think we better get going?

Hey, how are we gonna get out of here?
They blocked off the airports.

- And the roads.
-And the harbor.

Well, since all of the overland routes
have been egg-xpunged...

...the only way to go is underground.

So let us explore
Gotham City's sewer system.

- Just the right place for a rat like you.
-The only place you're going is up the river.

Let's give them a taste
of our knuckles, shall we?

Batman!

Batman!

All right, all right, that's all.

Cease and desist.

I'm done.

Who's gonna pay for all my eggs?

You'll be reimbursed, Mr. MacDonald,
at the current market rate.

Woe is me.

My criminal career is now egg-xtinct.

Foolish evil man.

You're going to end up
where all broken eggshells end up.

In the garbage.

Give me a break, Batman?

You'll be dealt with fairly in a court of law.

Miss Bacon.

I'm puzzled why a girl of your obvious
breeding, education, style and class...

...should have become involved
with someone like Egghead.

I guess I'm just lucky, Batman.

Is this the end of the book, Eggy-pooh?

The end, period.

I guess I laid an egg.

Batman, we owe you a debt
that can never be repaid.

Good city government is its own reward,
Commissioner Gordon.

All the visiting criminals
have been apprehended...

...by our stalwart police, Boy Wonder.

The police of Gotham City
are the best anywhere.

Our job is done.

Come on, Robin.

If you need us again, gentlemen,
we're as close as your Batphone.