All language subtitles for Beauty On Parade 1985--

Stop right there.

Security area. "Q" clearance to go by.

Proceed.

Fort Russell's supposed to be
one of our most secure posts...

but they still managed to get in some way.

We were lucky this time no one was killed,
just some damage to this tunnel here.

But whoever it was knew...

just when we'd be transporting
those radar scanner components.

"Q" security's the tightest we have...

yet they still seem to know
just where to hit us.

That unexplained fire at Fort Hughes...

the gas main explosion
at Camp MacKenzie, now this bombing.

All links in what we thought
was a top-secret assembly chain.

Perhaps if we changed
the assembly schedule.

No, it's too late for that.

The scanner is being assembled here
at Fort Russell at three separate locations.

For the enemy to destroy it...

they must strike
before final assembly tomorrow night.

Steve, that doesn't give you much time,
but you have to do it.

You have to make sure
that entire base is 100% secure.

I'll take care of it, sir.

Sir.

I still don't know how they got through.

Security is my business, Major Trevor,
and you'd better believe I'm good at it.

Fort Russell is
spread over 100 square miles...

and nobody crosses one inch of its
perimeter without my knowing about it.

Except this time.

A mistake's been made,
you're going to have to admit it.

- A faulty alarm system, a sleepy guard...
- Negative.

Every link in our security chain
was and is solid.

That saboteur had to be a magician
to get onto these grounds undetected.

- He might have been inside all along.
- There are 15,000 men stationed here.

An enemy agent could hide in the crowd
and wait for his chance to strike.

I've got all personnel
very carefully screened.

There's not a person here who hasn't
been cleared for military purposes.

Does that include them, Colonel?

They don't look very military to me.

Yeoman Prince is 100% right.

What are they doing
at a top-security installation?

They're boosting morale, Major.

The girls are all finalists in
the Miss G.I. Dream Girl Beauty Contest.

They are certainly beautiful.

Yes, it will be tough picking the winner.

The finals are tomorrow
at the Officers' Club.

That's the best place to hold it.

Officers and enlisted men all are invited.

Here they are, boys.
All the little cuties, they're here for you.

You can look at them, but don't touch.

- That's Jack Wood.
- Who?

Only America's favorite radio comic.

He's doing his show here tomorrow.

Emceeing the beauty contest finals
on a coast-to-coast broadcast.

Listen, if you guys still think...

that you're fighting for Mom's apple pie,
see the chaplain.

And go easy on him.

He's always looking for miracles.

Come on, they're all here for you guys.

All right, that's enough, girls.
Come on, it's rehearsal time. Let's go.

See you later, boys. Don't worry about it.
They're all waiting for you.

Do you think it's wise
giving civilians the run of the base?

Jack Wood isn't just a civilian.

He's an institution,
like Bob Hope or Babe Ruth.

Besides, his itinerary's
been cleared by Washington.

Last week he ran a preliminary contest
at Fort Hughes...

four days later,
he did the same at Camp MacKenzie...

and now he's here for the finals and,
believe me, we're glad to have him.

First Fort Hughes, then Camp MacKenzie,
and now Fort...

I presume you've prepared dossiers
on Mr. Wood and his troupe.

I'd like to see them, if I may.

Yes, of course, I'll
get them ready for you.

Fine. I'll meet you in your office.

Yes, I noticed it, too, Diana.

They played every stop
on the sabotage circuit.

It'd make a great cover
for an enemy operation.

Perhaps if we could get one of our own
agents into that beauty contest.

Might flush them out.

Take a really beautiful girl, though,
someone with all the right qualifications.

Well, I'd be willing to try.

Thanks, Diana,
I know you'd do a wonderful job...

but this calls for a really gorgeous girl.

Someone who looks great
in a bathing suit.

I won't be needing you for a while,
is there anything you'd like to do?

I could do some shopping at the PX
and just take a bus back to Washington.

- Lf you don't mind.
- That's fine.

Thank you.

All right, let's try it for real this time.

Monty, one, two, three, four.

Lower the stars.

All together, please. Excellent.

And right.

Very good.

Good. And forward.

And up stage.

Monty, hold it.

Somebody made a mistake.

Come on.

All right, one more time.

From the top.

One, two, three, four.

Mitzie.

- Yes?
- There are no turns in this number.

I'm sorry, I didn't know
there weren't any turns.

- Sorry...
- You're just trying too hard, darling.

At least I know how to smile.

Is that what that is?
I thought it was something you ate.

Will you stop it? Will you cut it out?

- She started it.
- Now let's try it again.

And stop behaving like a herd of sheep.

- Can we take it from the top, please, Lola?
- I'm trying, Monty.

All right, girls, from the top.

One, two, three, four.

Excuse me, but I'd like to find out
about the Miss G.I. Dream Girl Contest.

You're a little late, dear.
There are no more openings.

I never heard of that. She's beautiful.

Listen, I'm Lola Flynn.

I'm running this contest for Jack Wood,
and we sure could use you.

- What's your name?
- Diana. Diana Paradise.

- I'd love to be in your contest.
- It isn't fair to the other girls.

We like things the way they are.

I agree. Besides, we don't know
anything about her.

What's to know? She wants to enter
a beauty contest, not medical school.

We ought to grab her.

- Are you working here on the base?
- Yes, I am just now.

That works fine because you'll have to
be confined with the rest to quarters.

Some dumb regulation
that has to do with security.

I still don't think we should upset
the others for the sake of a late arrival.

Break it up!

Listen, we got a slew of tired G.I. S...

coming here tomorrow night
to look at girls.

Depriving them of this baby doll
would be unpatriotic.

Tell me about yourself, sugar.

Never mind the dull stuff,
get right to your phone number.

But all of us have been working so hard
on our routines for the talent contest.

If she's not prepared,
she'll make us look bad.

The dragon lady's got a point. Can you
sing, dance or play a musical instrument?

Yes. What would you like me to do
for you first?

If I answer that, the draft board
will say that I'm young enough to fight.

How about some hoofing?
Make with the eighty-eights, professor.

One, two, three, four.

Sign her up. I've got to go for now, girls.

I've got a golf date
with my favorite brass hat, Colonel Flint.

His security staff
are the ones protecting you girls...

from the love-starved soldiers
at Fort Russell.

- Boo!
- Bye, girls.

All right, everybody take five.

We've got a lot of work before tomorrow.
When can you start?

This afternoon, if you like.
I have to take care of a few things first.

- Fine. How about 3:00?
- That's fine. Thank you.

- Diana?
- Yes?

I was going to wish you luck,
but you don't need it.

You remind me, kind of, of myself,
a few centuries ago.

It's unfair to judge yourself
by the criterion of age.

A vital, intelligent woman is much more
than the sum of her birthdays.

Yeah, well, maybe it'll be that way for you,
but for me...

my high point was when I was 19
and I was Miss American Beauty.

From then on, it was downhill all the way.
Remember, 3:00.

- You kind of like her, don't you?
- Yes.

I think she isn't
as hard as she would like to be.

Good. It's always nice
to make new friends.

But there'll only be one winner
in the contest, and you're looking at her.

I thought the judges
were going to make that decision.

Just stay out of my way, sweetheart.

I'm going to be Miss G.I. Dream Girl
and be in Jack's next movie...

and anybody who tries to stop me
better watch her step.

So, as you can see, Major, everyone's
been checked and double-checked.

Maybe, but I'm still going to stay with
the inside job theory a little longer.

We'll be in touch.

Let's get out of here.

- Thanks, Wonder Woman.
- They don't seem too dangerous now.

One of these days I'm going to find out
how you always know when I need you.

Let's find out what they know.

- About the sabotage ring.
- They're probably part of it.

Whoever's trying to destroy the scanner
doesn't want me to investigate.

All right, out. Both of you.

What do you know about this scanner...

Wait! They won't go far.

What is this?

It's a little dinky
rope, but I can't move.

No one can resist the Golden Lasso.

It binds all who it encircles...

and compels them to tell the truth.

I can't think of a better time
to ask them a few questions.

Who's leading the attempts
on the scanner project?

We never heard of your project,
whatchamacallit.

We were paid to hit Major Steve Trevor.
$500, no questions asked.

But you had to get the money
and your assignment from someone.

Who was that person?

Nobody. A phone call gave us the job.

The money and instructions
were in a locker at the railroad station.

We don't know anything else.

So the real saboteur hired some
cheap muscle to get me out of the way.

- He must know you're looking for him.
- And he's getting nervous.

He might make
another attempt on your life.

I don't think he'd risk giving himself away
to get me a second time.

He's after the scanner project,
I'll be after him...

as soon as I take them to the police.
In the car, you drive.

Would you rather take your car?

I wonder if you can cook.

In the car.

In the front seat.

- Please be careful.
- I'd like to be, there just isn't time.

Okay, thanks.

I was right.

There's no Diana Paradise
working on this base. She's a phony.

So she made up a fake story
to enter a big-time beauty contest.

I did the same thing
when I was a kid on the make.

Don't worry about it.

I never worry, Lola.

If she's interested in more than
just the beauty contest, it's too bad.

She's had it.

This isn't as easy
as it looks in the movies.

- That's better, chin up, back straight.
- Better?

- Is that really you?
- Yeah, isn't it amazing?

If I thought a wig would do that for me,
I'd shave my head.

The transformation's incredible. But why?

I've entered
the Miss G.I. Dream Girl Contest.

That's wonderful.

I'm using the name Diana Paradise...

so that no one can trace me
to Military Intelligence.

Excuse me.

I think it's great that you're doing this.
It shows a lot of initiative.

Go back to Fort Russell
and keep your eyes open.

I'll to try to get a focus
on this operation.

If I have anything, I'll call you.

I'll say I'm your Uncle George. Clear?

Yes, sir. Uncle George.

I'd better get back to the base now
because I'm expected by 3:00.

I'll drive you.

Thank you.

- Diana?
- Yes, sir?

It's funny, but seeing you in that dress
makes me realize you look like somebody.

Who?

Joan Crawford.

I'm very flattered, sir.

Around the ankles.

Thanks.

- Don't tell me she's still in there.
- So what else is new?

Come on.

Rita, what took so long?
We're all waiting to get in the shower.

It takes her longer,
because she's dirtier than the rest of us.

How would you like to smile for the judges
with no front teeth?

All right, girls, break it up.

Nobody's going to be Miss Dream Girl
with a black eye and a fat lip.

Now, most you kids seem okay,
so if Rita or somebody acts up...

just don't encourage them, all right?

But she's always picking on me.

We just wanted to wash up,
and get a little beauty sleep.

If sleep makes one beautiful...

then all of you
must have had insomnia for years.

One more day.

I'm sorry about the accommodations, but
you're too late for one of the choice bunks.

This will be quite comfortable, I'm sure.
Thank you.

You seem like a nice kid.

- I think I ought to warn you.
- Warn me about what?

There's a lot more at stake here
than a beauty contest for some people.

Don't panic, girls.
I came here to tuck you in.

If any of you get thirsty during the night,
I just...

Yes, go on.

Just do as you're told and be careful.

Extra careful.

Do exactly what I tell you to, all right?

Listen, are they treating
you girls all right?

- Yeah!
- Nuts!

And I wore a rubber shirt
so that you could cry on my shoulder.

There's a few personal things I'd like to
go over with you. It won't take long.

That's what I'm afraid of, honey.

I'd love to get to know you girls better,
but if I do...

people will say
I'm low and corruptible enough...

to trade my vote as a contest judge
for a little smooching.

And they're right.

Front and center! Diana.

- Well, well. How's it going?
- Fine, Mr. Wood...

and I can't thank you enough
for allowing me to become a contestant.

I do. Meet me tonight
on the firing range at 12:00.

Bring an evening gown and bananas...

because, when I monkey around
I use real monkeys.

I didn't know you worked with animals.

Are you kidding?
Didn't you ever see my band?

Oh, boy! Even with all these curves,
this kid would make a great straight man.

Wait a minute.

Why don't I use you
tomorrow night in the magic pit?

That's a good idea. Wait a minute,
let me get some magic props here...

and we're gonna work this out.
Do exactly what I tell you to do, all right?

Just follow me, and hang loose.
Little magic music, please.

Here's what we do. There's the audience.

Hello, how are you?
Here's my pretty assistant.

Hold this, like this. I take this out
and show it to the audience, right?

There. They can see it's completely empty.

I put in here, like this.
Put the top down on the table.

I put it here like this, and suddenly,
abracadabra and what have we got here?

Look at this, she's a natural.

Lola, sign her up.

- Tell Wardrobe to dress her skimpily.
- Right, Jack.

All right, good night, girls.
I'll see you in my dreams.

That magic bit was supposed to be mine.

I told you to stay out of my way,
and right away you cozy up to the star.

- That never entered my mind, Rita.
- No?

Well, let's see how you feel about
this entering your nose!

Rita, knock it off
or you're out of the contest.

- Are you all right?
- I'm fine, thank you.

Diana, there's a phone for you.
It's your Uncle George.

Thank you, Miss Flynn.

Diana, no more personal calls.
It's in the rules.

Yes, ma'am.

- Hello? Uncle George?
- Just listen, Diana.

I've been checking,
and the blast at the tunnel...

wasn't the first attempt
on the scanner project.

The other attempt missed, too.
Damaged a base access road.

It looked like an accident,
so nobody reported it.

That's very interesting,
Uncle George, but...

is there anything else
you wanted to tell me?

I'm not allowed to have
any more personal calls.

- It's in the rules.
- I understand, so I'll make it fast.

The final radar component
will be completed...

at the Fort's electrical sub-station
at 0100 hours tonight.

It's located directly behind the motor pool.

The saboteur has to try for it,
and I'll be waiting for him.

I want you to watch for any activity
in the Jack Wood's group...

that might clue us in
to the saboteur's identity.

- Good hunting.
- Same to you, Uncle George.

I don't know what game
you're playing, sweetheart...

but whatever it is, little Rita's
going to find out all about it.

Excuse me, Rita.

- Steve.
- My head.

They didn't get the scanner, did they?

No, some electrical equipment's
been destroyed...

and someone will have to account
for a missing tailgate...

but the project's all right.

- How are you?
- I'm okay.

The guards are coming. I better go.

But, Wonder Woman, I...

I'm sure everything's under control.
Just go back to bed...

and leave whatever's happening outside
to the Army.

Maybe what's happening was caused
by someone who shouldn't be outside.

Diana's missing.

Diana knows the rules.
I'm sure she's not gone.

Then a search will turn her up, right?

I told you she took off.

She knows the rules,
and she's out of the contest.

What's going on out here?

Diana, I knew you were someplace.
I just never thought of the shower.

It was hot and I couldn't sleep.

What about this? I found it on your pillow.

That's the only thing false about her, Rita.

Can you say the same?

All right, everybody back to sleep.
It's going to be a big day tomorrow.

Good night, again.

Don't turn the light on.

What's going on out there?
It sounds like a war.

An unexpected visit from Wonder Woman.

What's more, our late arrival,
Diana Paradise?

- She's up to something.
- Diana? Are you sure?

- What're you going to do?
- I don't know, but I'll think of something.

I don't want to be involved.

I'm sorry you feel that way, Lola.

Our primary purpose
was not to sabotage the radar project.

It was just a cover to ensure
the success of our real mission.

My dear, we're going to assassinate
a very important general...

named Dwight D. Eisenhower.

I hope General Eisenhower understands
why we had to change the departure time.

I informed the General of the botched
sabotage attempts at Fort Russell.

Nothing to worry about it. You'll just have
to take a longer approach route.

As long as he has time to
check out that special project...

- before it's sent on to New York.
- He'll have plenty of time.

And you also get a bonus.

You can catch the finals
of the Miss Dream Girl contest.

Jack Wood is broadcasting it
from Fort Russell.

That's a good idea.
It's good for the soldiers' morale.

Good for the officers' morale, as well.

Sabotage try one: Closed an access road.
Two: Shut down the tunnel.

Three: Last night, blew up
part of the electrical system...

that services the fort's auxiliary airfield.

At least they didn't
wreck the radar scanner.

- That's the important thing.
- Is it?

How can an agent clever enough
to penetrate our defenses...

miss his target three times out of three?

Good news, Steve. We've won.
The radar scanner's completed.

The components
are being assembled now...

so the device will be operational
in time for his personal inspection.

Whose inspection, sir?

An officer the War Department is high on,
name of Eisenhower.

Sorry to keep you in the dark about that,
but he's involved in some top-level stuff.

We considered his travel plans so
important, no one was supposed to know.

Like the radar scanner.
But the enemy still knew about it.

General, what route is Eisenhower
taking to Fort Russell?

- His route?
- Yeah.

Well, originally he was to stop
at Fort Hughes...

for a special debriefing session...

with a Special Forces officer
of Camp MacKenzie.

Cancelled because of
accidents at both installations.

A fire at Hughes,
a gas main blow-up at MacKenzie.

So Eisenhower is forced to come
directly to Fort Russell.

I repeat, sir, by what route?

A plane from Randolph Field
to the auxiliary landing strip...

Closed by sabotage
to the electrical system.

Then south on the access road
through the service tunnel.

But, sir, the road and the tunnel
were closed by sabotage, too.

Leaving the only route into Fort Russell...

a landing at this civilian airstrip
west of the perimeter...

and the fire road behind the old
artillery range entering the base at...

Point Lobo.

- A perfect spot for an ambush.
- Good Lord.

It wasn't the radar scanner
the saboteurs were after.

They were creating a funnel through
which Eisenhower had to enter the fort.

Etta, call Diana
at the Officers' Club theater.

Say Uncle George has an urgent message,
and tell her what happened.

We'll alert Point Lobo and the Fort by
car radio on our way to the landing site.

We've got to try and head him off.

Communications?
Gen. Blankenship's priority clearance.

I have to place a call
to the theater at Fort Russell right away.

I just feel there's something
not right about Diana Paradise.

This is a beauty contest, and she's
a pretty girl. What's wrong with that?

You know what I mean. She's not
interested in some dumb beauty contest.

If that's the way it is,
that'll be the end of her.

Monty, I've told you, I don't want to hear
you talking that way anymore.

All right, girls, let's take a look
at the costumes.

They all look fine. Better hurry
and get into your bathing suits.

That costume should be mine.
It doesn't even look right on her.

We've no time for that. They're lining up,
and Jack's warm up is in 20 minutes.

Come on, girls, let's get going.

Officers' Club Theater.

Diana Paradise? Hold on.

Hello?

Operator, we've been cut off.

The call was for me, my Uncle George.

No personal calls, Miss Paradise.
No exceptions.

Whatever you say, Mr. Burns.

Fella, would you lower the PA?
We're getting feedback on the speakers.

Watch it, this thing weighs a ton.

If it ever came down,
somebody could get killed.

Somebody could get killed.

It's no use, Steve. We have 15 miles to go.
Eisenhower's plane is in radio silence.

Then we must reach him
before he starts for Point Lobo.

- Blankenship, here.
- General, it's Etta. I can't reach Diana.

- They're not answering the phone.
- Get an M.P. To get you to theater.

Tell her in person, fast!

Yes, sir, but it'll be too late for Diana
to do anything...

and she'll be worried
about you and General Eisenhower.

Sir, I know this isn't very military,
but I hate a crisis situation.

- Pull yourself together, Etta.
- Yes, sir.

Over and out.

Step on it, Steve.

Okay, fella. Take it up,
will you? That's it.

The place is filling up with soldiers.

Monty, what you said about Diana...
You won't do anything, will you?

Don't worry.

It'll be over quickly.

I can't let that happen.
That's got to be stopped, now.

That's not possible, Lola. First,
because you're in this up to your neck...

and, second, because it's too late.
It's already started.

My men are in position by now.

The main attraction, ladies and gentlemen,
for your pleasure and mine...

your Miss G.I. Dream Girl.

Aren't they lovely?

They're all dream girls,
each and every one of them.

His plane's already landed.
Maybe he's still here.

We missed him. He can't be far ahead.

I hope it's not too late.
If Point Lobo doesn't respond...

that trap could be set already.

Yes, sir. That's something
they'll never replace with synthetics.

Isn't she wonderful?

The girls will show the judges...

that they've got something
going for them besides beauty: Me!

But seriously, folks, this is
the talent part of our competition...

and our next contestant,
direct from New York City...

the very lovely, vivacious
Miss Betty Lou Capaletti...

in her own fantasy in dance!

Let's hear it for Betty Lou!

Where are you going?

I've got to see Diana Paradise.
It's a matter of life or death.

Sorry, but you'll have to wait
till after the show.

I said, after the show.

Excuse me.

Miss Flynn, I can't find my costume
for the number with Mr. Wood.

It's not in my locker.

It's got to be.
You had it on at dress rehearsal.

I hate to be the one to say it,
but where is Rita right this minute?

I mean, she doesn't have
to change until next to last.

How about that
for a double-jointed baby doll?

Honey, fold yourself up and
wait for me in my glove compartment.

And now, ladies and gentlemen,
it's my turn.

I'm not going to get to you with beauty...

but I've still got a couple of things
going for me.

This is one of them, and this is the other.

Here I am, Mr. Wood.

It is Rita. She's taken my place.

I may as well get ready
for the evening gown parade.

You can't go through with this.
You're making a mistake.

Lola, you leave me with no alternative.

See how easy it is
to get rid of you, my dear?

You can talk about your big finish,
but this is ridiculous.

What's going on here?

The Jack Wood Show spares no expense.

Nice to see you, Wonder Woman,
but I'm sorry, I do a single.

Mr. Wood, it is very important
that no one leave this theater.

I won't argue with you, doll.

You've got to admit, this is better than
army training films on athlete's foot.

Wonder Woman, am I glad to see you.

I must find Diana to tell her
what's happened, but she isn't here.

- What happened?
- It's terrible.

- Is it Steve? Major Trevor?
- Yes. No. It's partly him.

Mostly it's about General Eisenhower.

The sabotage was just a trick
to hide an attempt on his life.

Steve's trying to head him off now
on the road to Point Lobo.

It's Eisenhower all right.

He's not alone.
There's a car following him.

We're being tailed, sir.
I'll try to outrun them.

They're making a run for it.
They don't know who we are.

That's Morse code, General.

T-R-E-V-O-R!

Stop the car.

Sorry to show up this way,
but you're headed into an ambush.

You were funneled onto this road
by sabotage. You must turn back at once.

We can hold our own from this position
as long as our ammunition lasts.

We'll have to get smart, or lucky.

Look, it's Wonder Woman.

There's our luck, General, and it never
came in a more beautiful package.

Are you all right?

If they gave merit badges for being
fantastic, you'd be an Eagle Scout!

How did you find us?

Etta told me what happened,
but this is not over yet.

I think Monty Burns is behind this,
and he's escaped.

Not far from here is an M.P. Phone box.

As soon as we get them to mop up here,
we'll take care of your Mr. Burns.

There! On the hill!

And that's the story of what's happened
here this evening, boys and girls.

And now, since it's a beauty contest
that you've come to see...

I think it's time that you get to look
at the one and only winner possible.

Here she is:

Wonder Woman!

I still don't understand
what happened to Diana, Steve.

- She was supposed to be in the contest.
- It's simple, Etta.

When she found
Wonder Woman was competing...

the poor kid probably threw in the sponge.

But what woman wouldn't?

Wonder Woman is just too much.

Yes, Gen. Blankenship.

That's wonderful.

Thank you, sir. Goodbye.

Monty Burns and his entire ring
have been arraigned in Washington.

The radar scanner's already
a smashing success...

and Gen. Eisenhower has nominated
Wonder Woman for a special citation.

What about Lola Flynn?
I feel rather sorry for her.

Her cooperation is being considered
in her favor.

But espionage during wartime
is still a very serious offence.

Jack Wood is trying to get her leniency.
He's hard to say no to.

I'm glad.

I've got to finish these requisition forms
you requested.

We're running low on graph paper.

Graph paper? Is that all
you can think of after all that's happened?

Being in a beauty contest
and meeting Jack Wood in person?

And the ambush of Gen. Eisenhower,
and Wonder Woman and...

It's no use, Etta.
Our Diana is strictly business.

But maybe one of these days,
she'll get tired of missing all the fun.

And when that happens,
I'd love to be around.

You will be, Major. That's a promise.

Welcome to America, Lieutenant Wertz.

Good to see a fellow countryman...

after six months of speaking to no one
but these Yankees.

Landing anywhere would be welcome
after five days in that submarine.

In the Air Force, we could have crossed
the Atlantic 20 times.

You'll soon be in the air again. Come.

They haven't even rolled her out yet.

It's just as well.

Don't worry, Lieutenant,
everything is going according to schedule.

How can you be so confident?

I'll tell you my secret:
It's to know your adversary.

I know the American military mind.

If they schedule something
to happen at 0700 hours...

then that's exactly when it will happen.

Not a moment earlier, not a moment later.

- Hi, Steve.
- Peter, it's good to see you.

Peter, this is Yeoman Diana Prince.
Diana, this is Peter Knight.

He's the genius mainly responsible
for what's happening here today.

You designed the XPJ-1?

Not really.
A man in England designed the engine...

I just built the plane to put it in.

Wait until you see it,
Diana. It is beautiful.

There it is.

It's amazing, isn't it?

Yes, it's very impressive.

You see, there's no propeller.

- How does it fly?
- Jet propulsion.

And it really flies?

Like a bird.

- Are you ready?
- I guess so.

You really are a genius.

I'll get my gear.

I knew you'd be surprised.

This is why I've been taking
that secret training course.

Surprised? I am amazed!

- Are you sure it's safe?
- It's safe.

It's incredibly fast
and maneuvers like a dream.

That's wonderful.

The enemy's working on
one of their own...

but they're eight months behind.

With an edge like that,
we'll really have them.

I hope so. I truly hope so.

You stay here by the car.
You'll be able to see everything.

- Fine.
- Bye.

- Steve.
- Yes?

Good luck.

Are you sure that thing can fly?

It flies.

And you can fly it?

We have copies of their plans.

I've studied the controls so much
I know them by heart.

Good. Then let's put you behind them.

Ready to go?

Thanks, Wonder Woman.

I'm sorry, Steve.

- Where's Diana? I hope she's all right.
- Don't worry about Diana. I'll find her.

Thanks again.
I've got to get to the control tower.

Red Control, this is Red Leader.
Come in, Red Control.

This is Red Control,
reading you loud and clear.

Red Control, this is Red Leader.
Code Z is in effect.

I repeat, Code Z is in effect.

Roger, Red Leader. Code Z is in effect.

She should be well clear of land by now.

Red Leader, this is Red Control.
Code Z has been successfully completed.

Red Control, this is Red Leader.
Roger, very good.

We stopped them for now...

but you better bet
there's gonna be a next time.

You saw her, I suppose. Wonder Woman?

Not really.

When it all started I ran behind the hangar.
By the time I came back, she was gone.

Steve, it's really a shame
that we couldn't have saved the XPJ-1.

That poor Peter Knight.

He was almost in tears
over the loss of his airplane.

We had to keep Code Z a secret.

Nobody knew about it
but General Blankenship and myself.

And now you.

If you were expecting
something like this to happen...

then you obviously have new plans
for the XPJ-1.

We have.

General Blankenship's gonna tell us
all about it this afternoon.

In the meantime, the Nazis
will think the XPJ-1 is a failure...

and they'll turn their attentions elsewhere.

You're a lucky man, Lieutenant Wertz.

Your plane explodes...

and one of our submarines
is able to pluck you from the sea.

Our mission was still not a failure.

At least we know now
their experimental jet plane is no good.

I'd like to think so...

but it's too simple, too straightforward.

- I don't understand.
- Nor do I, yet.

What about the others on your mission?

Taken prisoner. All except Captain Radl...

who's obviously still somewhere
in the United States.

Hi, Tom. Nice day.

It's gonna be a hot one.

It sure is.

See you.

It's all right now.

I'll need clothes, money, a car, and papers.

But first, I must contact Berlin.

How about something to eat?
You've got to be starved.

Later. I must contact Berlin first.

- I told you, I must make my report first!
- I heard you.

Make it fast. The longer you transmit...

the more chance the Americans will
pick up the signal and get a fix.

That's it.

It's Berlin's problem now.

What is?

You heard we lost the XPJ-1.

Yes, Berlin told me.

Well, the Americans have got
a secret weapon...

that makes the XPJ-1
pale into insignificance.

A weapon, if properly utilized...

could finish this war in a matter of weeks.

Hemmschler.

General Ulrich!
What an honor to have you...

Enough, Hemmschler, enough.

This agent of yours, Captain Radl,
how reliable is he?

His record speaks for itself, General.

I'm not questioning
whether he's brave or resourceful.

I'm here to find out if he's reliable.

This report of his you've sent me...

can it be taken as accurate
beyond a doubt?

Beyond any shadow of a doubt.

Bullet deflecting metal...

worn as bracelets by a woman?

Sir, there have been other reports
about this woman.

They appear on my desk
from time to time.

Like you, I was under the impression
they were the outcome of...

shall we say...

an excessive imagination on the part of
battle-fatigued witnesses?

I know Captain Radl...

and he just would not exaggerate.

I'd stake my life on that.

You may well be doing so.

A superior, very strong woman.

If only we could learn
the secret of her strength...

and the bracelets she wears...

the material from which they are made.

Imagine, Hemmschler...

a panzer group with tanks
that are impervious to Allied guns.

Submarines that cannot be sunk,
aircraft that cannot be shot down...

Very well, you have full authority.

Do whatever is necessary
to find that woman...

and locate that extraordinary material.

Spare no effort, Hemmschler.

We must find out what it is
and where it comes from.

Let the games begin!

Good!

Your daughter grows stronger
and more agile every day.

Yes, she grows more and more
like her older sister.

Two against one.

And yet her team's evenly matched.

Magda, ask the Princess Drusilla
to join us.

Yes, Your Highness.

Princess Dru,
Her Majesty wants to see you.

You sent for me, Your Majesty?

Not as the queen, as your mother.

Leave us, Dalma.

You excel in the games. It pleases me.

Thank you, Mother.

I hear you're doing well in your studies.

Thank you.

- Your instructors like you.
- I like them.

Then why did you put the grass snake
down Magda's back?

You know poor Magda's
deathly afraid of snakes.

But, Mother, you should have seen her.
She went four different shades of green.

We are not amused.

You would have been had you been there.

While I strongly disapprove,
that's not the reason I sent for you.

Dalma told you about me nailing
Magda's sandals to the floor.

No, she did not!

We'll talk about that later, too.

Right now,
I want to discuss something with you...

that's best done
by a member of our family.

Not another
how-to-be-heir-to-the-throne lesson.

Diana's the heir, Mother, not me.

I'm very well aware of that.

But it's your older sister
that I wish to talk to you about.

When I sent her away to America...

I had no idea
she would become such a legend...

as Wonder Woman.

But now, I think it's time that she return
and resume her duties.

Besides, I miss her.

I want my family around me.

That's why
I want you to go to the United States...

to Washington, D. C...

and bring Diana back here
to Paradise Island.

The new XPJ-1 engine arrives by ship
from England tomorrow...

where it'll be taken directly
to the same facility.

It will be mounted
in the second prototype airframe.

Peter Knight will have to be told.
He does all the work.

You take care of that, Steve.

I want you to prepare
for another test flight in five days.

That soon?

We fooled the Nazis temporarily.

For the moment,
we have an advantage over them.

Let's keep it that way.

Yes, sir. Will that be all?

For the moment. Thank you.

Diana, call Peter Knight.
Arrange for us to have dinner.

- I've got some important news for him.
- Yes, sir.

Make it someplace quiet so we can talk.

Well, how about my place?
I'm really a terrific cook.

- Are you sure it's not an imposition?
- Positive.

Would 7:00 be all right?

7:00 is fine.

I don't suppose you could make it for four?

Etta, I wish I could. But you heard Steve.

He has important business to discuss
with Peter Knight.

Business or social,
I never get to go out to dinner.

I'll make you a promise.
I'll take you out to dinner sometime.

It's not the same, Diana.
I mean, you're not a man.

I've always been very happy about that.

- Drusilla!
- Hi, Diana!

You look beautiful.

What's this? It's really good.

It's ice cream. What are you doing here?

Mother sent me.

Mother sent you?

You'd better come sit down
and tell me what this is all about.

Very well.

Mother says to tell you
that you've spent enough time in America.

You should come home
to Paradise Island...

and start assuming your role
as heiress to the throne.

Mother doesn't understand.

If I don't stay here,
there may not be a Paradise Island.

It will suffer
with the rest of the free world.

Suffer how? What are you talking about?

It's difficult to explain.

The Americans are fighting a war
against a monstrous evil, the Nazis.

If the Nazis win, the whole world
would be subjected to slavery.

I feel that by staying here...

I can help in some small way
towards preventing this catastrophe.

Do you understand?

It's not me you have to convince.
It's Mother.

There's got to be a way.

Dru, if I can show you
how important this is...

will you explain it to Mother?

- Does that mean I can stay?
- Yes, but only for a few days.

Just long enough for me to show you
the justice of the Americans' cause...

as opposed to the evil of the Nazis.

What will I have to do?

Look, listen, and understand.

Very well.

First, there are things
that you must know about me...

so that you don't give me away.

I have two different identities.

You're not just Wonder Woman?

No, I'm also Diana Prince...

Yeoman, United States Navy.

How do you like it?

I don't much like it. You look too dowdy.

Yes, it's a very necessary part of my plan.

It allows me to be
in Military Intelligence...

where I can know immediately
where I'm most needed.

I guess it must help.

Yes, and it also enables me
to stay close to Steve.

Major Trevor.

I work for him.

- You work for a man?
- Yes.

- He tells you what to do and you do it?
- Yes.

What are they like, Diana, men?

They're like children, they're like gods...

they're like geniuses, and fools.

They are all things.

Will I get to meet any?

Yes. As a matter of fact, tonight...

Steve and a brilliant young engineer
are coming here for dinner.

- Can I have ice cream?
- Yes, you can have ice cream.

It's so good to see you, Drusilla.

My little sister.

Okay, we have to get you
some clothes for now.

Tomorrow we'll go shopping...

and we'll have you looking like a teenager
in no time.

What's a teenager?

A teenager is what they call
a young person here in the United States.

While you're changing, tell me
what's happening on Paradise Island.

How is Mother?

- Diana.
- Yes?

Would they really make slaves
of everyone, these Nazis?

Yes, if they're allowed to.

Then you're right.
We must help stop them.

You're so beautiful.

- May I help you?
- Thank you.

This is quite a surprise.
I didn't even know you had a sister, Diana.

- Welcome to Washington, Dru.
- Thank you.

It's a surprise to me, too. A pleasant one.

I have a date when I thought
I was going to be stag tonight.

I shot one of those once
with my crossbow.

You what?

A stag. It was a twelve-pointer.
Diana, you remember when we were...

Honey, what he means is that...

he's so pleased to have such a pretty girl
for company tonight.

- You are?
- Certainly.

Diana, I like men.

- Do you really think I'm pretty?
- Very.

So are you.

- Dru.
- Well, he is.

I especially like the way
his eyes crinkle up in the corner.

Peter, you understand
what I was telling you on the way over?

Yes, I'm still a little stunned by...

That's good planning having
another engine ready and hidden like that.

But just remember, we only have five days
to get another XPJ-1 in the air...

and perform the tests.

Can you do it?

Yes, I think so.

When does the new engine arrive?

Tomorrow.

Yes?

Is that the voice of a good friend?

It depends upon
how good friendship is measured.

It is measured by the strength...

of each one's resolve.

Welcome, Captain Radl. Come in.

I'll be at the docks
to supervise the unloading.

Then I'll accompany it to the airfield
where the new airframe is waiting.

Good. I'll contact Berlin immediately.
They'll be very pleased.

They'd written off the XPJ-1 entirely.

Which is what the Americans wanted.
It nearly worked.

It would have, if it had not been for you.

Now, on to other matters.

This mysterious woman and her bracelets.

This matter has priority
even over the XPJ-1.

It's of incalculable importance.

I was at the airfield. I saw her, remember?

- What can you tell me about her?
- Very little.

I've heard about her, though.

She's supposed to have the strength
of an Amazon.

Perhaps it's the bracelets that interest us.

How can we flush her out?

She's obviously connected
with Military Intelligence.

Steve Trevor's group.

We should concentrate our efforts
in that direction.

- Who's in charge there?
- General Blankenship.

He works out of an office
at the War Department.

I think we should make some plans
for the General.

Drusilla, time to go.

Hi, cupcake.

Yeah, you.

- Where have you been all my life?
- On Paradise Island.

Paradise Island?
Wow, we've got us a fruitcake.

You have a remarkable number
of red spots on your face.

Hey, you want a soda?

A soda?

All right,
I'll spring for a banana split then.

I like bananas.

Do you think I could have some ice cream
with that?

You're neat.

You can't take her over there
dressed like that.

What's the matter
with the way I'm dressed?

Now that's neat.

Coming, hotshot?

Yeah, I guess.

Dru, I don't care,
you shouldn't have left without telling me.

I was worried.

Now where can I meet you?
We're due out at the War Department.

No, I'm not going anywhere
dressed like this.

I wanna buy some clothes first.

I want a skirt and a big, baggy sweater.

All right.

I will pick you up
and then we'll go shopping. Okay?

Neat.

Four copies will do it, Steve.
I'll need them in a hurry.

All right, sir.

I'm sorry we're late.
Dru had some shopping to do.

So this is the young lady, is it?

Drusilla, I'd like for you to meet
General Blankenship.

Of course,
you've already met Major Trevor.

The General is the one who's arranged
a security pass for you...

while you're in Washington.

- How do you do?
- Hello.

Diana, there are some reports
we have to get out right away.

- Excuse me.
- Yes, sir.

Now, Dru...

Don't worry about Drusilla.

I have to drive out to Fort Belvoir
for a meeting.

So why doesn't she go with me?

I'll show you George Washington's home
at Mount Vernon.

- It's just a short drive from here.
- Gee, that sounds neat.

I'll take good care of her.

All right.

I understand that,
but why is the Americans' cause just...

and the Nazis' cause unjust?

You ask strange questions
for someone so young, my dear.

It's very important I understand
if I'm to explain it to my mother.

I'm sure she already knows.

No, she doesn't.

That's why Diana asked me
to explain it to her.

Why, that idiot!

What do you think you're doing?

Get in the car, General. I got a gun on you.

- What about the girl?
- Leave her.

- She'll give the alarm.
- That's what it's about.

To the rangers' station. Quick!

What would Diana do
about something like this?

No, I don't know the number.

I just need to speak with someone
of some importance.

At the War Department.

I'd like to speak with
the head of the War Department...

if that's possible.

No, I don't know the number
of the War Department.

Surely you can find it for me?

Yes, ma'am.

I know that there's a war going on.

That's why I want the number
of the War Department.

How rude!

- Trouble?
- Yes.

- I'm dynamite around trouble.
- Really?

Try me.

I need to speak with
the Military Intelligence in Washington.

General Blankenship's
just been kidnapped.

Sure, and President Roosevelt's
a Nazi spy.

I didn't know that. Are you sure?

Let's discuss it over a root beer.

We could listen
to this great new disc I just got...

New guy, knocking them dead.
Sinatra, Fred Sinatra, I think.

I'm sorry. I really don't have time.

But if that Mr. Sinatra
is really knocking people dead...

something should be done about him
right away.

You're a riot. Cute, too.

Thank you.

If you can't help me, I suppose
I'll have to deal with this myself.

Is there some kind of ranger station
around here somewhere?

Sure. Couple of miles up the road.

Thank you.

You sure you don't want a root beer?

Suit yourself.

Weird.

Now that we've got the General,
the girl will raise the alarm.

She's probably done it already.

Then they'll send this Wonder Woman
to rescue the General.

And that's what we will be ready for.
So get rid of your guns.

Get rid of the guns?

They're no use against Wonder Woman.
She is bulletproof.

Come on, you're kidding.

Unfortunately, no.
So get yourself into hiding.

She might be here any time now.

Do it. You do it.

Arms up. Bend here. There.

Now think.

They were right about you, lady.
You're something else.

What have you done
with General Blankenship?

Just used him to flush you out.

Come on, I've got no time for games.
I've got a lot of work to do.

I told you, I'm from Military Intelligence.

Sure. And I'm General MacArthur.

Yes, sir.

A War Department staff car
was found abandoned...

about half a mile from here this afternoon.

Have you seen anything suspicious?

Not a thing. Whose car was it?

It belonged to an Army general.

- You're kidding me.
- You do know something.

She said that General Blankenship
had just been kidnapped.

I didn't believe her. Like, who would?

Who said?

- What did she look like?
- She was a cute little number.

She tried to phone the War Department.
Then she just took off.

Where did she go?

Search me.

Wait a minute.

She did ask if there was a ranger station
near here.

- Is there?
- Sure, couple of miles up the road.

Thanks. Let's go.

General, are you all right?

Just feeling a little foolish.

There you are, sir.

- What did they want with you?
- I don't know.

They didn't even try to get
any information out of me.

Where's Drusilla?

I'm sure she's all right.
They weren't interested in her.

The last I saw her,
she was safe at the side of the road.

Where could she have gone?

She's most surely back
at the apartment, Diana.

Have you any idea
what frightened them off?

None.

There was some kind of fight. I heard that.

After that, nothing, until you showed up.

The main thing is that you're safe.

Would you please take me
back to my apartment?

If Dru isn't there,
perhaps she's left a note.

Of course. Let's go.

Drusilla?

War Department.

General Blankenship's office, please.
Extension 0277.

One moment, please.

Steve?

This is Diana.

Dru's not here.

- No message?
- No message.

Look, Diana, I know you're worried.
I'm worried, too.

But maybe she's just
gone out somewhere.

You said yourself she was fascinated
by life in Washington.

Thank you very much, Steve.
You're probably right.

I'll see you in the morning.

She's still out.

That chloroform worked just like
you said it would.

Funny.

She looks younger than I remember...

and I thought she was bigger.

It is her, isn't it?

Yes, I'm sure of it.
There can't be two Wonder Women.

I'm going to contact Berlin.

It's just a short while before we find out
the secret of those bracelets.

And there's no doubt?

Not according to Captain Radl.

That is not good enough.

Before I commit troops to this venture...

I want to have positive proof
that Radl's prisoner...

is indeed this Wonder Woman.

There's one sure way to find out.

This is Berlin's idea.
I should have thought of it myself.

You're going to shoot her.

What if you're wrong?

Then we will know
we have the wrong woman.

Unlock the door.

Remember she's very strong and quick.

I can handle it. The door.

Who are you?

Captain Radl at your service, fr�ulein.

You're a Nazi.

Yes, I am.

Where am I? What do you want with me?

Come, fr�ulein.

What would you imagine
we'd want of Wonder Woman?

I'm...

I don't know.

But whatever it is,
you're not going to get it.

We'll see about that.

But first, we must find a way
to make sure...

that your powers are really
that formidable.

You're very mistaken.

For your sake, I hope not.

All hands, man your battle stations.

Enemy sub sighted off the starboard stern.

All hands secure from General Quarters.

- Good morning, Yeoman Prince.
- General.

- Morning, Steve.
- Morning, General.

What do you make of this?

One of our agents
transmitted it last night.

"Wotan, possible landing within 24 hours.
Destination: Washington. "

Wotan? The god of war
in German mythology?

It's also the code name
for the Nazi's top agent.

He's a dangerous man. Clever, too.

Nobody knows what he looks like.
No photographs or descriptions.

This just came off the wire.

Enemy submarine
was just sunk in Chesapeake Bay.

I wonder what it was doing in so close.

You think there could be a connection...

between that submarine
and the Wotan message?

It sure looks that way.

A submarine sunk in the shallow waters
of Chesapeake Bay with no survivors?

Well, whatever it is,
we'll be waiting for him.

- Let's go, Diana.
- General.

The lookout on the southern headland
reports a rubber boat coming ashore.

Three men.

Then I was right.
The debris from the submarine.

It's the sort of stuff they blow up
through a torpedo tube to fake a sinking.

And if the U-boat
was going to land someone...

this is the only practical
place in the area.

I think that's a brilliant piece
of deductive reasoning.

It's just a question of putting yourself
in the enemy's place.

And there they are.

Diana, report back to General Blankenship.
Tell him we've made contact.

Yes, sir.

Thank you, Yeoman Prince.

Wotan! Look out!

I've got a car waiting.

He got away.

- Steve, you're hurt.
- I'm all right.

As soon as this eye stops throbbing.
That guy's got a punch like Joe Louis.

They're not going anywhere.

Get your picture taken, 50� each.

Wouldn't you like a beautiful picture
to send to your mother? Just stand there.

I wish I could've been at the beach.
I could've helped Steve.

I wish I would've been able to help, too.

If you'd been there,
you could've nursed his eye.

- Etta.
- Oh, you would've loved it.

- Where are we going?
- Just a little joint.

- Joint?
- Place.

- They serve the best sandwiches...
- How about a picture?

It's a whack and a wave.
Get your picture taken, 50� each.

Send it home to your boyfriend.

- Come on, let's do it. It'll be fun.
- No.

Okay, now. You just look
into the camera and say "cheese. "

Beautiful. You fill out this mailer.
You'll have it in a week or 10 days.

- I want three copies.
- You want three?

You got a lot of boyfriends.
That's gonna be $1.50.

- This a receipt?
- It certainly is. What does it look like?

Thank you. You're gonna like that picture.

- Okay, bye.
- So long.

Now, wouldn't you like your picture taken?

How about a beautiful picture
to send back home?

No, thank you.

- I've got the strangest feeling.
- What?

I've seen that photographer before.

Only feelings I have are hunger pains.

Something about his eyes.

See you tonight. Bye-bye.

So you are all well versed in the ways
of the United States?

All have completed their courses.

Extensive training at our American village.

Graduated at the top of their class,
competent in customs and language.

Doctor.

Yes, it can be done.

Nose, hairline...

and around the ears.

Weight, jaw line. The scar is no problem.

Some lift to the eye.

- How long?
- Three weeks, perhaps four.

- Two weeks.
- But, Wotan.

I must be back in Washington by then,
and they must be with me.

Flapper.

Flatter than a pancake.

Flimflam.

And you're always telling me
to trust people.

Etta, if only once you'd begin
at the beginning of a sentence.

I gave that man $1.50
and he promised to send us our pictures.

I ordered three
and he never even sent one.

You know how us Gls
are always getting cheated.

Might be an oversight.

It's difficult for me to accept the premise
that that man was working...

a flimflam on us.

Flimflam? Yes, that's exactly what it was.

He cheated me out of our pictures.

One was for me and one was
for my mother and one was for you.

That's very thoughtful of you, Etta.

I think I'd like to do that.

So my mother could see me in uniform.

Good. Let's go right down
and get the pictures.

Yes, ladies, what can I do for you?

We had our pictures taken
by a street photographer.

This is my mailer, all right.

I gave him $1.50
but he never sent our pictures back.

I don't know anything about that.

I did some darkroom work for him and
let him use my shop for a mailing address.

I haven't seen him for a couple of weeks.
I guess he's not coming back.

Do you know where we can find him?

I don't have any idea in the world
where he might be.

Who knows, he might have got drafted.

That's not funny.

Besides, $1.50 doesn't grow on trees.

And I promised a picture of me in uniform
for my mother on her birthday.

This gentleman said that he can't help us.
We shouldn't waste any more of his time.

You said a mouthful, lady.

- But Diana...
- It's only a picture, Etta.

We can always get another one taken.

But, Diana, what about our money
and our pictures?

You're just too nice.
That photographer was really a rook.

I mean, talk about a flimflam.

- Etta.
- What?

I have some things I have to do in town.
I'll meet you back at headquarters.

All right.

I'm in such a rotten mood
it wouldn't matter anyway.

I wouldn't be any fun to be with.

Who are you?

What are you doing here?

Put that gun down.
I just wanna ask you some questions.

Now you'll just have to
answer those questions, won't you?

I'm glad you got here so fast.

I came as soon as I got your message.

Good thing Etta was back.
She knew where this place was.

You bet I did.

He and his friends still owe me $1.50.

What's the emergency about?

Yes. This man is in league with Wotan.

How do you know?

He was at the beach when Wotan landed.

I also found this.

I've questioned him...

but he doesn't seem to know
where Wotan is or what his plans are.

You haven't touched any of these dials,
have you?

It's set on a frequency
we know the Nazis use.

Whose place is this?

It belongs to a street photographer.
He took a picture of Diana and me.

- Where?
- Outside the Capitol Cafe.

Across the street from
the Bureau of Printing and Engraving.

That lovely building
where they make all the lovely money.

You mean there's actually a place
where they make money?

- Just make it?
- That's right.

They do some top security printing
for us sometimes.

I have to periodically check out
their security.

I could do that tomorrow morning.
Show you around at the same time.

Would you? I'd love that.

- When?
- I'd have to get clearance.

9:00? Would that be all right?

9:00 would be fine. I'll be there.

Bye-bye.

Perfect.

We're very proud of you, Doctor.

And of you,
the new Hank Miller and Maggie Robbins.

Remember, you're very much in love
and engaged to be married.

Such a simple plan.

Duplicate the people,
steal the engraving plates...

flood the Allies with billions
of counterfeit dollars.

Seriously cripple the American economy
as well.

And all with the lowly $2 bill.

You leave tonight.
Parachute into Canada...

and be in Washington
before the week is out.

And one thing more.

I will personally be in complete control
of this project.

What is wrong?

Nothing, sir, just a toothache.
A filling is loose.

Probably from the plastic surgery.

Better have it fixed before it becomes
abscessed and causes trouble.

Let us celebrate.

Amazing work, Doctor.

And you did it only in two weeks.

I wondered how the Americans knew
I was going to land in Washington.

In any event,
this will be your last transmission.

They won't hear from you again.

Yes, sir.

- How's the eye?
- It's all right.

It's almost patriotic. Red, black and blue.

Here's some more bad luck.

Cut off in the middle of transmission.
Maybe you'll understand it, I don't.

"Wotan. $2 bill. " That's it? That's all?

I'm afraid so.

Our cryptographers are working on it.
They haven't come up with anything yet.

Whatever it is, if it's a plan of Wotan's,
people are going to get hurt.

We've got to find answers fast because
when he's ready to move, he's deadly.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

Steve Trevor,
you have been up all night long.

And I still can't figure out this $2 thing.

Do you want some coffee?

What I want are some answers.

- $2 bill.
- Excuse me.

- Lf old Tom Jefferson could only talk.
- Tom who?

Come on, Diana. No time for kidding.

Anybody who's ever handled money
knows whose picture is on the $2 bill.

Money? Oh, boy. Is today Friday?

Yes. Why? What's the matter?

Wonder Woman.

I've got to meet her at
the Bureau of Printing and Engraving.

Well, Tom, say something.

Of course.

Thank you very much, Mr. Jefferson.

Hi, I hope you haven't been waiting
too long.

No, I just got here.

Come on, let's go. Time for the grand tour.

You're sure I'm not keeping you
from any important work?

Positive.

In fact, I'm stumped with a problem
that has to do with $2 bills.

Maybe touring this place
will give me some ideas.

Then let's go.

Boy, are you a life saver.

My counter man has just disappeared.

Called his house, his car's there, but
no one knows what's happened to him.

My lucky day.

Capitol Cafe. Hi, honey. She is?

I'll be over as soon as I can.
I'm just hiring a new man.

Excuse me. I'll be right back.

Boy, is she excited.
Great fan of yours, Wonder Woman.

Now, shall we see how we make money?

This is our main printing room
printing various denominations of bills.

The result is valuable green paper,
which people refer to as money.

If it's only green paper,
what makes it so valuable?

There's gold to back it up
stored at a place called Fort Knox.

The green paper is easier to carry around
than gold bars.

Couldn't anyone print money?
It looks like plain paper.

There's special paper, inks
and, of course, the engraving plates...

which I personally keep
under lock and key.

My fianc�e, Maggie Robbins.

Wonder Woman. Major Trevor.

I'm so thrilled.

I never would have forgiven Hank
if he hadn't called me.

Hope you won't mind
autographing my menu.

It was the first thing I could grab.

It's for my brother in the Army.
It'll boost his morale.

It's my pleasure. Anything we can do
for our men in uniform.

Thank you.

It's been a pleasure.

Thanks for showing us around.

- There you go.
- Thank you.

And thank you. The tour was fascinating.

You're welcome.

It's amazing what a simple process it is
to print money.

You heard Hank.
All you need is the equipment.

But if you had the equipment
and the plates, for instance...

you could make as much as you wanted.

Millions or billions of dollars even.

Sure. As long as the law didn't
catch up with you.

What I was thinking about is
what it would do to the economy.

Just destroy it completely, that's all.

- You're wonderful.
- What did I say?

Counterfeiting money
on a large scale like that...

during wartime would be
a very potent economic weapon.

Thanks.

Why are these shades down?
We don't close for hours.

- There's been a change of policy.
- Since when?

I'm the owner and I'm the only one
that makes the changes.

- You just did.
- What are you talking about?

You just told me to close up the place.

This is ridiculous.
I think you'd better leave.

But I did tell him.

And after all, I'm the owner here.

And I'm the only one
that makes the changes.

Hello, Maggie.

Amazing likeness, isn't it?

- I don't understand.
- You will.

I want you to phone your fianc�.

What for?

Just tell him it's a matter
of life and death. Yours.

They could bankrupt the Allies.

It's not like 20s or 50s.
These are easy to pass.

Every GI in the world
has got a few $2 bills in his pocket.

Every factory worker,
shopkeeper, merchant.

It's exactly the kind of thing
Wotan would instigate.

Have you ordered Secret Service
protection for Hank Miller?

I'll do it now.

We've got a lot of work to do.

Would you mind getting us some lunch?

Oh, yes, certainly.

Keep an eye on them.

- What are they going to do to us?
- I don't know.

Hank, I'm afraid.

Yes? Who are you?

Dan Fletcher.
Your guardian angel from now on.

Major Trevor's office assigned me.

Oh, fine. Sure. VIP stuff, huh?

Just a take-out order, please.

Two tuna fish. One on rye,
one on whole-wheat.

A ham and cheese, two coffees, one black.
One tea with...

lemon, please.

That'll be $2.

Certainly.

One, two.

I'll be back for the order in a moment.

Hello.

- Major Steve Trevor?
- Yeah, who's this?

The name is Dan Fletcher.

The Secret Service agent your office
ordered for protection of Hank Miller.

I'm at the Capitol Cafe
and I think something is wrong.

I'll explain when you get here.

Hello, Maggie.

After I signed my autograph
for you today...

I realized I should have written
a personal message.

Was it to your sister?

Oh, yes. That's very nice of you.

Here it is.

- What's your sister's name?
- Evelyn.

When I signed it, you said it
was for your brother in the service.

Well, you see, my sister is married and...

You're not Maggie Robbins.
You and I have never met before.

But you and I have.

Yes. Wotan.

We've met before
on the beach at Smith Point.

I've learned you have some
extraordinary powers...

but it would be unwise of you
to use them now.

You see, I'm holding two innocent people:
The real Maggie Robbins and Hank Miller.

You wouldn't want what happens to them
on your conscience, would you?

Hand me those bracelets.

How do I know you're telling me the truth?

That's easy to prove.
They're in the basement.

Follow me.

The bracelets.

Get in there, or they'll be disposed of.

This escapade has produced
an unexpected bonus.

I think perhaps Berlin will have
plans for you.

It won't be the first time.

Previous plans failed because they
were executed by bungling incompetents.

Whereas Wotan
will handle things differently.

It's quite possible that these good people,
like yourself, will soon be eliminated.

Please, you wouldn't kill us, would you?

Why not? You're all
very unimportant specks...

in the path of the greatest
political experience in history.

The Third Reich shall rule the world.

I remember Genghis Khan and Napoleon.

What happened to them?

They had their time. This is ours!

- You, too, will fail.
- I never fail.

And you know why?

Tell me. I'm sure you're anxious to.

Because I leave no loose ends. Ever.

How do you expect to dispose of us
without the authorities finding out?

I'll leave that to your imagination.

In the meantime, you'll have to be content
with the knowledge that you're gonna die.

Please, let my fianc�e and Wonder Woman
go, I'll do anything you say.

You have already played your role,
Mr. Miller. Admirably.

In a few moments, you will be stealing
the engraving plates you guarded.

- Nice to see you again.
- Hello, Major. You with us for lunch?

I think so. I was supposed to meet
someone but maybe he changed his mind.

Did a man come in and identify himself
as Secret Service?

No. Why?

Your fianc�, when was the last time
you talked with him?

About an hour ago.

Is everything all right?

Oh, yes, I think so.

Would you get him on the phone
for me, please?

Of course.

- On the house, Major.
- Thank you.

Honey, just a minute.

- Hello, Hank?
- Yes, Major.

Did a Secret Service man
named Dan Fletcher contact you?

Matter of fact, he did.
Came over, identified himself.

Said you sent him.

Told me he was my guardian angel.

Did he go into the building with you?

I was under the impression he'd
wait outside until I came out.

After all, what could happen to me
in here?

- Maybe I'd better come over.
- No reason, Major.

I've got some extra time off.
I'm leaving early today.

I'm on my way out now.

All right.

Is everything okay?

Fine.

Everything appears to be normal.

Well, you'll have a nice quiet weekend.

At least until tomorrow,
when this goes off.

They won't know
which plates are missing.

I ought to take care of you here and now.

But maybe the other's better.

The waiting, while all the while
the bomb ticks away.

I can't understand what happened
to Fletcher. He's one of the best.

If you don't mind, I'll stick with you
until a replacement shows up.

Come on, that's not really necessary.

What are they talking about?

Don't get nervous.

Appreciate your concern, but I don't think
I really need...

What's wrong?

I got a bad tooth.

Must be a filling loose.

It could be an abscess.
You should see a dentist.

I'm sure it'll be all right.

If it bothers me tomorrow,
I'll see a dentist.

Tomorrow nothing. I've a friend here
who does great work.

- Probably see you right away.
- He's probably busy.

I said he's a buddy.
Besides, you're top priority.

You're important to us.
Consider yourself requisitioned.

- Let me tell Maggie then.
- Sure.

Go ahead. I'll call a cab. Meet you here.

He insists I go see his dentist.

I told you to have that tooth fixed.

Major Trevor must be eliminated.
As well as the others.

No one must be left.

No ragged edges. Do you understand?

I understand.

You know where we are to meet?
And what you have to do?

I do.

I said you were stealing the plates.
Well done.

My country thanks you.

I thank you.

I am most grateful to all of you...

for your participation.

Auf Wiedersehen.

- The bracelet is flexible.
- Yeah?

Yes, there's a way to make it fit,
if that's what you wanna do.

Let me show you.

I know you'll grab it.
I know it stops bullets.

- Just point and I'll do it.
- All right.

Now look, you see the soft part
of your wrist in here.

All you have to really do is just...

Quickly.

Go to the War Department.

Tell the guard there you want to speak
to General Blankenship, no one else.

Tell him what's happened here. And hurry.

Steve.

How is he?

Maybe I've been seeing too many posters
about the enemy.

You know what this is?

Yeah, it's a filling.
Was that the trouble?

There was some decay under it
causing pressure. He must've been in pain.

Steve, this filling is made of steel.

Now, I've heard that the Nazis are so short
of gold and silver...

that they have to use steel for fillings.

Of course.
Have you got much more to do on him?

He's about finished. I put in a temporary,
told him to come back next week.

- You didn't tell him about the filling?
- No.

Good. I'll get you a medal
if what I'm thinking is right.

A gold or silver one.

Make it gold.

Be back in a minute.

Jason, what's going on down here?

Where did Wotan take the plates?
What are his plans for the counterfeiting?

I don't know. He didn't...

Smith Point. He said he was
going to pick us up there.

Well, Major, thank you very much.

- But I don't want to keep you.
- No problem.

Where's Maggie?

Something going on in the basement.
Said she'd be right back.

This is one boat you're both gonna miss.

Service is bad enough
without her taking off like this.

- Maybe we better take a look.
- No, you go on.

- I'll take care of it.
- Now, wait just a minute.

Remember, I told you. You're top priority.

They've escaped.
Wonder Woman knows the plan.

Stand back.

Look out!

Stop. Hold it. Inside.

What about him?

Another agent will take care
of Major Trevor.

- Where's Fletcher?
- Is he that Secret Service man?

- Yeah, what'd you do, kill him?
- He's locked in the vault with a bomb.

But that won't matter to you.

Sorry, the General's at the White House,
very high-level meeting.

He'd have my head if I interrupted in there.

Maggie, couldn't you tell me
what the problem is?

Wonder Woman said
only the General Blankenship.

Maybe I should call the General
at the White House.

Yes, we're just in time. Our submarine
is due to surface in just three minutes.

Check and see what that is.

Quickly.

There it is.

You won this round.

But at least we've eliminated Major Trevor
and that Secret Service agent.

What have you done with them?

- Where are they?
- Valhalla.

Oh, bless you.

Another five seconds,
we both would've bought it.

I was so worried. He said you were dead.

Nothing to worry about, Wonder Woman.
We handled this all on our own.

For a change.

Here it is, Etta. One copy for the General
and one for your file.

Would you file this with it as a souvenir?

- A $2 bill?
- The last of the $2 bills.

The government decided
to take them out of circulation.

They didn't want a chance of repetition
of Wotan's plan.

The last of the $2 bills.

- It seems historic in a way.
- In a way, I guess it is.

I've read this copy of Dan Fletcher's report
to his superiors.

All about the way you diffused the bomb
and saved him.

- I really didn't...
- That's not in here.

Just about the spies being captured
and the plates being recovered.

Steve, you gave all the credit
to Wonder Woman.

- Well, she deserves it.
- I guess you're right.

When you come right down to it,
I don't know what we'd do without her.

She is a wonder. Strong and fearless,
still compassionate.

All the virtues of femininity
with none of the vices.

You're right. Sometimes I wish
I was like Wonder Woman.

Most of the time I wish
I was like Wonder Woman.

There's only one Wonder Woman.

I think the most we can do is try to be
the best women we can possibly be.

- Sound advice, Diana.
- Thank you.

It's just something my mother
used to tell me.