All language subtitles for SUPERCAR - S01 Ep12 - Ice Fall

[Supercar whirs]

♪ Supercar

♪ Supercar

♪ With beauty and grace

♪ As swift as can be

♪ Watch it flying
through the air ♪

♪ It travels in space

♪ Or under the sea

♪ And it can journey anywhere

♪ Supercar

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♪ It travels on land

♪ Or roams the skies

♪ Through the heavens'
stormy rage ♪

♪ It's Mercury-manned

♪ And everyone cries

♪ It's the marvel of the age

♪ Supercar

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[sonic booms]

[gentle, tinkling music]

[dramatic, bustling music]

- Leave the engines running,
Mike.

I don't suppose Jimmy and
Dr. Beaker will be long now.

- Right, Professor.

Switch all controls over to me,
will ya?

We won't need the console today.

Not if you're all coming along.

- It will be crowded, I
know, Mike. [chuckles]

And you will have to
behave yourself, Mitch.

With five us in Supercar,

there won't be any room
for funny business.

[hooting]

[screeches]

The controls are all yours,
Mike.

I'm going to see how Dr.
Beaker is getting on.

- Uh, plates,

cups,
one broken, I see,

uh, teapot--

teapot!

Now where's the teapot?

I will not fobbed off
with coffee or mint juleps

or carbonated beverages,
I tell you.

Tea.

That's the only stuff.

- But Dr. Beaker, where
are we gonna put all this?

Supercar's only got a
makeshift backseat.

- Oh, well, we'll find room.

Uh, perhaps even under the seat.

Ah, there you are Professor.

I can't find the teapot.

Kettle, yes.

Teapot, uh, no.

- Good heavens, Beaker!

Are we gonna take all that?

- Well, I had thought
since we are going

for a day in the mountains,

there is a particular
icefall I want to see.

Uh, a frozen, um,

a waterfall, that is.

[static crackles]

- I hear ya, Doc.

And I might have known you'd
combine business with pleasure.

Where is this waterfall?

- Yes, Beaker, and what's
that you've got there?

- A piece of
speleological equipment.

In short, a miner's helmet.

This icefall, uh, so
the books say,

is underground

in a cave, that is to say.

- Underground!

How far underground?

- Oh, not far, I assure you.

Uh, a mere half mile or so.

- Mere half mile or so?

Underground?

Why is it that Dr. Beaker
can turn the simplest outing

into some sort of
dangerous safari?

Oh, well.

All aboard!

[tense, rising music]

[hydraulics hiss]

[Supercar whirs]

[marvelous ingenuity music]

- This is great, Professor.

First time we've ever had
a real day out

all together in Supercar.

Isn't it, Mitch?

[hooting]

- Now please, Dr. Beaker,
you know what you said.

Now wait 'til after lunch, huh?

- My dear fellow, there's
no cause for alarm,

I assure you.

I propose merely to make
a preliminary survey.

A reconnoiter, as it were,
before lunch.

Then I can show you
all the way afterwards.

- It's too dangerous, Dr.
Beaker.

You could get lost like that.

- But I assure you, no.

Experienced cave explorers,
such as myself for instance,

use string.

- To keep your pants up with,
I suppose.

- As a guide, my dear fellow.

As a guide.

One ties it to some convenient
point at the cavern mouth,

and unwinds it on the way in.

Then one rewinds it
on the way out.

Simple.
- Well, okay, Dr. Beaker.

- But let's make sure the
string's well-tied this end.

- Oh, it's secure, I assure you!

Quite secure.

I should not be longer than, um,

20 minutes or so.

- Ah-ha, I expect
Beaker is wanting

to explore the cave
straight away as usual.

[cautious music]

[Mitch hoots]

[Mitch screeches]

- I heard Mitch just then.

Well, leave him alone for now.

He'll be here soon enough

when it gets to dishin'
out the food.

- Interesting.

Most interesting.

There's no doubt that
this is the cavern

mentioned by Meggan in his book

Cave Treasures of the
North American Continent.

[screeches]

[hoots]

Ah, well, so far so good.

Let us penetrate a
little deeper,

spinning like a araignée.

[chuckle]

I'll line as we go. [chuckles]

[screeches]

[hoots]

[Beaker hums]

Ah, should be getting
near it soon.

Meggan didn't mention any
side passages.

In any case, he found it
easily enough.

[hooting]

- Gettin' on for lunchtime.

Dr. Beaker said he'd be
about 20 minutes or so.

Doesn't give him much longer.

- Oh, don't worry so much, Mike.

What can happen to him?

He's not likely to try
to force his way

if it looks dangerous,

and he can't miss his way out.

Why don't you just relax?

- Relax?

He's so absent minded, he
could knock himself out

walking into one of those
icicle things.

[head knocks]
- Stalactites.

Most interesting, if
a trifle hard.

I really must be more careful.

Now I ought to be
somewhere near by now.

[hooting]

[Beaker hums]

Ahh.

Now I wonder if that
could be the main chamber.

Meggan's directions
weren't very clear.

In any case, I still
have my thread,

so I can't go wrong.

[water dripping]

- It really is too bad of him.

The trouble is when Beaker
becomes interested in something,

he gets too busy to notice
if he's hungry or not.

[dripping]

Ohh, remarkable.

Oh, most, most remarkable.

Meggan was quite right.

Now let me see.

All I have to do is follow the
string back to the entrance,

and I think, I really think

I shall have worked up
quite an appetite for lunch!

Yes, remarkable.

[Mitch hoots]

[screeches]

What was that, I wonder?

[hooting]

[screeches]

- And another thing, Professor.

Where's Mitch?
I don't hear him.

And when I can't hear him, I
think he's up to something.

- I didn't see where he went.

- Well, anyway, I'm
getting too hungry

to wait around for Dr. Beaker.

If he has found that
icefall he's looking for,

he'll have forgotten
all about us

so we won't see him for
an hour or so.

[screeches]

- Well, now who's a fool?

Myself or you,

you stone age brute?

Give me that string!

[screeches]

Oh, well.

It can't be helped.

It's going to make the
problem of getting out

a little more difficult,
that's all.

Which way did I come in,
I wonder?

[hooting]

Yes, a great help you are.

Well, as I'm here, oh dear.

Pity to leave without, uh,

studying this phenomenon.

- Mm.

Yes, no doubt about it.

Ice rather than mineral deposit.

[hoots]
[screeches]

Precisely.
Uh, precisely, my dear fellow.

No doubt only
radiometrical analysis

could tell us how old
these formations are.

Now I wonder if it's
at all possible

to get behind the fall itself.

At one end perhaps?

[screeches]

[hooting]

[worrying music]

Oh, really!

Oh, this is exciting!

Oh, most, most exciting!

Meggan didn't mention
cave drawings in his book!

- I wonder if he's
found it by now.

I sure would like to see it.

Imagine, a frozen waterfall.

That must really be something.

- Yes, Jimmy, I should
imagine you're right!

I'm quite looking forward

to having Dr. Beaker
show it to us.

[chuckles]

- Oh, I really must get back
and tell and the others!

Oh, Professor!

[echoing]

[rumbling]
Professor!

[rumbling]
[screeching]

[screeches]

- What was that?
- I don't know, Jimmy,

but it sounds like trouble.

[rumbling]

[screeches]

[dramatic music]

Can't hear anything now.

Beaker?

No, nothing.

Sounded to me as though
the roof fell in.

- Mike, didn't you say Dr.
Beaker tied some string

somewhere around here

so he could find his
way out again?

- Yeah, it's right there by you.

- No, it's not.

There's no string anywhere here.

- You know what that means.

- Mitch.
- That's right.

- He must have followed
Dr. Beaker into the cave

and taken the end with him.

We're in trouble now,
and plenty of it.

- My dear man, what do
you suggest we do?

- I don't know, Professor.

I just don't know.

The most likely thing is that
a bit of the roof's fallen in,

and without the
string to guide us,

we can't even find our
way into see.

- But Dr. Beaker may
have been hurt!

We've got to get in
and find him.

- That was most unfortunate.

Really most unfortunate.

How extremely careless of me.

Oh, I hope,

indeed, I trust that the drawing

has not been damaged
by the fall.

No, still quite in tact.

That's the main thing.

But the fact still
remains that I find myself

in a most unfortunate position,

and there is no means of
getting words to the others.

[screeching]

[hooting]

[screeches]

- We should have kept
an eye on Mitch,

he's always getting
into trouble.

- Not his fault, Professor,
it's ours.

Mine, mostly.

I should never have
agreed to let Dr. Beaker

go in there by himself.

The trouble is he's always
so darn self-confident.

- Should I go and fetch
a flashlight, Mike?

We'll have to try and find him.

- Sure, Jimmy, you do that,

though I don't see there's
much hope of finding him.

We don't even know how
far in the icefall was.

- Now let me see.

I must make some sort of
assessment on the situation.

[stammers]

It appears that I can't get out,

and since Mitch brought
the string in with him,

the others can't get in either,

which makes things awkward.

Most awkward.

Without the string,
nobody can do anything.

- All set, Professor?

It's a pity I can't copy
Beaker's trick,

'cause we haven't got
any more string.

- I hope you know what
you're doing, Mike,

but I know we can't just
stand around here and argue.

- I only wish I knew the way,
but I guess I can manage.

- Hey, look, it's Mitch.

Here, Mitch.

How'd you find your way out,
Mitch?

[screeches]

[hoots]

- Shows that he didn't need
any string to guide him anyway.

Probably did it by scent.

- Well, anyway, if he
found his way out,

he can find his way
back in again.

- Sure he can.

Come on, Mitch, let's go!

I'll go in and size things up.

If all goes well, I'll
be back in a few minutes.

At least we'll know what's
happened to Dr. Beaker.

- Curious.

The artist appears to
have used two pigments.

Uh, ochre,

and a red of some sort.

That's in addition to
the normal carbon black.

- Beaker! [echoes]

- Now was that Mike's voice?

Hardly likely I should
have thought.

Probably an acoustic deception.

- Beaker! [echoes]

Hey, that may have been
what started off the fall,

if there was one.

I better go steady, Mitch.

[hooting]

And you keep quiet, too.

[tiny hoots]

[cautious, uncertain music]

Beaker?

[crashing]
[screeching]

- [Beaker] Over here, Mike.

- Coming, Dr. Beaker.
[screeches]

[slips]
[hoots]

Are you all right?

- [Beaker] Oh, satisfactory,
my dear fellow.

Quite satisfactory.

How did you find your way in?

- Mitch brought me.
He didn't need your string.

- Oh, there seems to be
some difficulty

about getting out.

- Don't worry, Dr. Beaker,

we'll have you out of
here in no time.

Now just hold on a minute,

I'm going back to the
others outside.

I'll be back soon.

- No immediate hurry,
my dear chap.

I am quite comfortable.

Except that I'm bound to say

it's a little stuffy in here.

- I wonder if Mike's found Dr.
Beaker yet.

- Just be patient, Jimmy.

- Hey, there's Mitch!

- Then at least whatever
Mike has found

cannot be far underground.

He hasn't been gone very long.

- And here's Mike.

What's happened, Mike?

- Now listen, here's
the picture.

Dr. Beaker's not hurt,

but he's trapped behind
a fall of ice.

- How much ice, Mike?

- It's hard to tell, a
couple of tons at least.

I could just about see his
light through the stuff.

- Hey Mike, you know that in
cases of emergency like this,

we leave it up to you.

- Well, we've got Supercar.

- Supercar?

- The way I see it is this.

Dr. Beaker seems to have
sealed himself in

behind a solid wall of ice.

We can't shift it, there's
too much of it.

So we melt it.
- Melt it?

- Yeah, with Supercar's jets!

Now let's get going!

- But Mike, you mean you
want to take Supercar

into the cave?

- That's just what I do mean,
Professor.

It's not as impossible
as it sounds.

He's about a quarter
of a mile in,

and it's wide all the way.

Now come on, let's get going.

[humming]

- Wonder if this was done

before or after the
icefall formed?

Could it be evidence of
primitive religion, perhaps?

- Okay, Professor,
Mitch'll lead you in.

He seems to know
what he's doing.

You follow him in with
a flashlight,

and I'll follow you
with Supercar.

Hey, Jimmy?
- Yes, Mike?

- You stay behind and
see me into the mouth

of the cave, will ya?
- Can't I come in with you?

- Keep clear of the jets, then.

Keep Mitch out of the way
once we're in there, okay?

- All set, Mike!

[hooting]

[screeches]

- Go on, Mitch.
You gotta lead the way.

- Stand by, half boost.

[ramping heroic music]

[hydraulics hiss]

[determined music]

How am I doin', Jimmy?

- Okay, Mike!

[stone scraping]

- I don't like it, that
piece of rock

could easily shake loose

when Mike brings
Supercar in here.

[dramatic, foreboding music]

Follow me, Mike, but be careful!

There's a loose rock overhead.

- Roger.

[scraping]
Steady.

Oh.

That means another paint job.

[rumbling]
- Mike, cut your motors, Mike!

- What's that, Professor?
Can't stop now.

- Look out, Mike!

[rumbling]

- What the--

throttles back!

- More slowly, Mike.

You can't hurry this.

- Are you all right, Mike?

- Sure!
Least I hope so.

The Professor's right,
we'll have to take it slow.

Lead on, Professor.

I'll do my best to
take it steady.

- If it were not so unlikely, I,

I should have said that
was Supercar's engine.

Oh, but I doubt it, surely.

I say, it seems to be getting

a little, uh, close in here.

[Supercar whirs]

Well,

oh, uh,

rather unorthodox, one
would have thought.

- We'll have to be as
quick as we can, Professor.

Supercar's exhaust
fumes could be dangerous

in a confined space

if we kept the motors
on for too long.

Not to mention the possibility

of a few hundred tons of
rock falling on our heads.

- Dr. Beaker?

Dr. Beaker!

Are you all right?

- Yes, quite all right.

Except, uh, it's getting
a little stuffy in here.

- Mike, Beaker's
getting short of air!

- Is there a crack anywhere?

Anywhere we can push a
tube through?

- I don't know, I can
look for one.

Why?

- We can run an air hose from
Supercar's oxygen supply,

that's why!
Hey, Jimmy?

- Over here, Mike.

I'm doing like you said.

Keeping Mitch real quiet.

[screeches]
- How 'bout it, Professor?

Can you find a crack anywhere?

- Yes, yes, I found a hole.

I don't know if it does
all the way though.

Dr. Beaker?

- [Beaker] Uh,
[pants] what is it?

- We are going to try to push
an air hose through to you.

Then we are going to melt
the ice and get you out.

- Melt the ice?

What on earth are
they thinking of?

- [Professor] Watch for the
end of the pipe, Beaker!

[air hisses]

- That should do it, Professor.

- How is that, Beaker?

- Oh, excellent!
Ahh!

Real vintage stuff, Professor.

Uh, Professor?

- Yes?

- Did I understand you to
say a moment ago

that you propose to
melt away the ice?

Uh, I am not sure I
understand you.

With what?

A blowtorch?

[chuckles]

- In a way, you could
call it that, yes!

Mike is going to start
Supercar's engines

and place the hot
exhaust gases on the ice.

So stand away as far
as you can Dr. Beaker.

- Well, I fear the maximum
distance I can achieve

is, uh,

uh, six feet only, Professor.

And an oxygen leak might, uh,

exaggerate combustion somewhat.

- Professor, maybe you
had better go over

and stand with Jimmy and Mitch

nearer the mouth of the cave.

- Certainly, Mike,
but be careful

you don't leave the
engines on too long!

Beaker is not far from
the other side of the ice.

- I'll be careful.
Port engine charging now.

[engine charges]

7,000.

9,000.

11,000.

13,000.

15,000, are you ready?

Here it goes then!

Fire one!

[engine fires!]

Give it 15 seconds, that
should start something.

[rumbling]

Right, let's cut.

Ah, no effect.

Firing again.

[engines fire]

[booms]

[engines fire]

[rumbling]

[engines fire]

That'll do? Cut!

[playful music]

- Ahh.

Satisfactory.

Most, most satisfactory.

[hooting]

I really am extremely grateful.

- Hey, come on, let's
get out of here!

[Mitch screeches]
[playful music]

Well, that was some picnic, Dr.
Beaker.

What happened?
- Well, I'm ashamed to say

that it was entirely my fault.

I have been responsible
for the destruction

of an ice formation

that is possibly unique

except for Casteret's
discoveries in the Pyrenees.

But fortunately, the rock
drawings are unharmed.

Yes, I propose to go back
there tomorrow morning,

and I will take a flash
gun and camera.

- Flash gun?

Oh, no you don't, Dr. Beaker.

You nearly got killed just
through shouting too loud.

I hate to think what
you could do

with an exploding flash bulb.

- Oh, nonsense.

Flash bulbs are perfectly safe.

[bangs]
[goofy music]

Subtitles: Kilo
[Supercar whirs]

♪ Supercar

♪ Supercar

♪ With beauty and grace

♪ As swift as can be

♪ Watch it flying
through the air ♪

♪ It travels in space

♪ Or under the sea

♪ And it can journey anywhere

♪ Supercar

♪ Supercar

♪ It travels the land

♪ Or roams the skies

♪ Through the heavens'
stormy rage ♪

♪ It's Mercury-manned

♪ And everyone cries

♪ It's the marvel of the age

♪ Supercar

♪ Supercar

♪ Supercar

[sonic booms]