All language subtitles for Batman s01e25 The Joker Trumps an Ace.eng

Gotham City on
a pleasant morning.

And in one of its most
exclusive fur salons

elegant ladies shop
with doting husbands.

This is just too spotty.
What an elegant coat.

And a magnificent color.

Darling, what do you think?

If you like it,
darling, it's all yours.

Oh, you're a dream.
I just love it.

Alright, everybody, stand still
and no one will be injured!

This is a stickup!

Get out of here.

Who are you anyhow?

Your friendly
neighborhood holdup man

at your service, sir.

What is this?
A vulgar joke?

Ah, yes. But the joke
is on you, my good fellow.

And there's nothing vulgar
about half a million in furs.

I do believe it's that
arch criminal The Joker.

Ladies and gentlemen,
my staff of felonious furriers.

Alright, everybody,
to the center of the room.

Come, come, come.

A joke. What are more mink skins
used for than anything else?

To hold minks together.

Mr. and Mrs. Prescott Belmont

of the banking
Belmonts I believe.

Oh, what lovely jewels,
Mrs. Belmont.

And what a stunning coat.

Well, thank heavens
we haven't bought it yet.

Uh, closer. Closer, everyone.
Closer, closer.

I want a tight little group.

Alright, staff, get ready.

- Take aim!
- No.

They're gonna shoot
us down like cattle.

Why, you filthy cad!

Fire!

And now, Mrs. Belmont,
if you please.

Oh, thank you, dear lady.

I'm all stuck up.

But of course, I said
this is a stickup. Ha ha ha.

And now to all, farewell.

Staff, let us away.

A hairpin?

First we get a report that he's

stolen a hole from a golf green.

And now a hairpin?

What is The Joker up to?

About to start on
another series of his

dastardly crimes, I'll wager.

- Then we'd better not delay.
- Right.

For there's no one
else who can cope

with the capers of
that devilish clown.

Right, Chief O'Hara.

Though we may never know
who he is behind his mask

thank goodness he's there
when a crisis befalls us.

And in Wayne Manor, stately
home of millionaire Bruce Wayne

and his youthful
ward Dick Grayson.

I'll solicit his presence, sir.

But it's so much harder with
the pieces upside down, Bruce.

Of course.

But think of what
excellent training

it is for your visual memory.

Gosh, yes, I guess that's true.

- Excuse me, sir.
- Yes.

It's the Bat-phone.

Oh, boy, let's go!

Well, where are they off to now?

Eh?

I just brought
them a little snack.

A call I believe, madam

from Mr. Wayne's
sporting goods supply.

A superior new design of, uh,
binoculars has just arrived.

For their bird-watching.

- Yes, commissioner.
- 'Dire news, Batman.'

- 'It's The Joker again.'
- We'll be right there.

To the Bat-poles.

Atomic batteries to power.

- Turbines to speed.
- Roger. Ready to move out.

It arrived while you were
on the way here, Batman.

Timed perfectly.

Then we'll proceed
with extreme care.

Robin.

Chief, commissioner,
stand back, please.

- Holy jack in the box!
- Saints alive.

Strange, but..

Harmless.

A small recording machine
with a tape on it.

'Play it, Batman.'

'Good evening, commissioner.'

'I assume Batman
is there by now'

'so give him my regards,
will you? Ha ha ha.'

'Oh, by the way, did you
hear what the maid said'

'when the duchess asked
if she'd given the goldfish'

'fresh water that morning?'

'No, Your Highness. He hasn't
yet used what he had yesterday.'

Not a very funny joke I'd say.

The Joker's never
are... in the end.

Do you suppose any of
this could mean anything?

Possibly. But not
what it seems to mean.

That's the key to
The Joker's twisted mind.

But why? It-it's not like
The Joker to help us catch him.

It could be a trap.

Why would he want a hole

from a golf course?

The golf course!
Of course!

"His Highness,
the Maharajah of Nimpah

"arrived in Gotham City
today and he's so rich

he plays golf with jewel
inlaid solid gold clubs."

That's it, Batman!
The Joke on the tape!

His Highness
and the golden goldfish.

And he's scheduled
to play in one hour

at the Winnie Coto Country Club.

- Where he stole the hole.
- Let's go.

Be careful, Batman. Be careful.

While at the exclusive
Winnie Coto Country Club

a sinister figure
looms above the fairway.

It's Batman.

Crime is certainly
rampant these days.

Batman!

- Batman I presume.
- Correct.

I'm Prescott Belmont,
president of the club here.

Got your message. I'll be
glad to assist you in any way.

Good. There could be
more foul play here today.

Has the Maharajah of Nimpah
begun his round?

Not five minutes ago
with His Honor the Mayor.

They're still on the first hole.

Is there some vantage point
overlooking the course?

Any place where we
won't be conspicuous.

The lower terrace.

Let's go.

'Odd.'

Everything looks serene.

Let me look.

Holy Taj Mahal!

Look at those
jewel-studded golf clubs!

Yes.

That would be a rich
prize for The Joker.

Very fine chip shot,
Your Highness.

What's so fine?
It should've been closer.

Yes, but the grass grows
the wrong way, Your Highness.

Ah, if this were only
Nimpahnese blue grass.

Out of my way, Your Highness.

Mr. Mayor, please don't
putt while I'm talking.

Well, forgive me, Your Highness.

Alright, go ahead.

Batman! Something is happening!

Looks like yellow gas.

It is gas.

Quick, to the Batmobile.

Sorry to be so abrupt.
This could be an emergency.

Wait!

It's not just the clubs,
they're stealing the maharajah.

Good heavens!

With a forklift.

Let's get going and make
an emergency Bat-turn.

Not this time, old chum.
Gotta think of the golfers.

The retro-rockets would burn up
the course for a hundred yards.

Holy tee shot!
It's gone!

But where?

Holy shrinkage!

A trick of some sort, no doubt.

There's something inside.

We'll see.

It's a note.

"Batman, did you
hear about the kid

"who wanted to sell
his dog for $50,000?

"He got his price.
Traded it for two $25,000 cats.

"But you can't make a deal
like that for the maharajah

"because we've got
plenty of cats already.

Don't call us,
we'll call you."

- "Plenty of cats?"
- Cats, cats and more cats!

It could be an old refinery
Katz, Katz, Katz & Company.

It's been outta use for years,
but it'd make a perfect hideout!

It sounds too simple.

Almost as if he wanted us

to solve it immediately.

- Gotta be on our guard, Batman.
- Right. Let's go!

How right they are, for inside
the seemingly innocent

old refinery The Joker and his
crew prepare for company.

Oh, my playful, pilfering pals

this is going to be delicious.

Bring the table in
here quickly. Quickly.

Put it right in the center. Now
get the chairs. Get the chairs.

One, one here, one over here,
one there, one there, one there.

Quickly. Everything
must be just right.

Now, how does that
look, my pretty?

- Oh, perfect, Joker.
- Ha ha ha.

Do you really think he'll come?

Ah, he'll be here, never fear.
You mark my words.

Joker, why didn't you get me

something longer than this
when you had the chance?

Oh, that's not my style, lovey.

Any common hoodlum can do that.

Oh ho, but never fear, my dear.

We'll buy you countless
furs... and jewels.

Oh, gee, Joker, you're perfect.

- Yeah, practically.
- 'Joker! Joker!'

He just parked
his car up the street!

Excellent! Everybody,
take your places.

And you stand out
of harm's way, my dear.

There. Deal them out.

What will we do, Batman?
Use the Bat-ropes?

Go in through the skylight?

Let's try the direct approach.

With his twisted mind,
it could surprise him.

Strange. It's not locked.

Holy spiderwebs.

A nest for rats.

- Now.
- We got you this time, Joker!

Want to join the game,
Batman and Boy Wonder?

You'd better hurry.
It won't last long.

Holy looking glass!

A truck with folding
mirrors on its sides.

No wonder it vanished.

Yes, with nothing
but the green of the golf course

to reflect, it turned green too
and seemed to disappear.

But we're on to
your tricks, Joker.

You might as well..

Holy..

It's like being caught
in a barrel of snakes!

Well, well, now I must say,
this is an expected pleasure.

You may have won
the first round, Joker

but we don't give up.

Hmm, I've heard about Batman

but this is the first
time I've ever met him.

And the last.

So that's your dirty game.

We might have known.

Why didn't we think about this?

- Think about it?
- Yeah.

What's this? Have you
gone soft, my little savage?

Well, I, uh,
I-I bet he wouldn't

try to knock you off
if he had the chance.

Oh, no, he'd merely
try to incarcerate me

in durance vile
for the rest of my life.

A fate much worse than death
for a spirit such as mine.

Still... we might give
them a sporting chance.

- Yeah.
- Oh, no, boss.

We won't get another
chance like this.

That's right.
We've gotta get rid of him.

We owe it to the criminal world.

Well, we'll see. Bring them
along. Come, come, come.

And now, my Dynamic Duo

something I've been waiting
to do for a long time.

There, my funny ray
has neutralized

the gadgets in your utility
belts for at least an hour.

You're both good
swimmers I hope.

Fair.

Then you can easily remain

afloat for an hour I presume?

If we weren't weighted
down or something.

Boss, you let these guys escape

it'll be the mistake
of your career.

- 'Yeah.'
- 'You keep outta this.'

If he wants to
give them a chance

that's his business.

Oh, well,
perhaps they won't make it.

Gentlemen, step
that way, please.

This is delicious.
Absolutely delicious.

Enough, enough, enough.
Out of my way.

I'll give you a few minutes
to get out of these

before I start filling that.

And if you remain afloat for
an hour, you go absolutely free.

Now what more could you ask?

I still suspect some trick.

Now, now, let's not be bitter.

I think we should give him the
benefit of the doubt, Robin..

Until he proves otherwise.

- 'It's only fair.'
- 'I suppose you're right.'

Of course, he's right.

Uh, gentlemen, be my guests..

Would you?

Come, my darling.

- Holy smokestack.
- 'What a spot to get out of?'

'Right, Batman.'

'There are only two ways
to get outta there.'

'One, I let you out'

'and two, you jump
50 feet straight up.'

You still intend to free us if
we can stay afloat for an hour?

Oh, dear me.

Surely you don't
think I'd joke about

such a serious matter
as that, do you?

No.

Oh, time to start
filling the tank.

'But that's gas.'

'I do believe you're right.'

'But then who said
anything about water?'

- But you can't float in gas!
- No.

But you can drown in it.

Oh, Joker, that's a dirty trick.

Oh, forget it, Jill.

You didn't really think I was
gonna pass up a chance like this

did you, my peerless pair?

'Play traitor to all my
principles and friends?'

'Oh ho ho, no.'

Ah, but one last word of advice

don't stir it up.

Too narrow in here
to use the Bat-rope.

There's nothing
for them to catch on.

And he's neutralized the rest of
the stuff in the utility belt.

What are we going to do?

Unless there's someone
to help us..

I don't know.

But help from where?

Not The Joker, certainly!

And no one else
knows where they are.

Is this The Joker's
crowning jest?

Find out tomorrow night

same time, same channel.

But be prepared,
no help is likely to come.

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