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In this dark summer of 1942

the onslaught of the Third Reich
continues under the leadership

of this indecent and corrupt man.

His over-trained
and blindly obedient army

continues to ravish
what is left of free Europe.

While II Duce grasps for his place

as this wicked Axis
tries to dominate the world

President Roosevelt
and Prime Minister Churchill

gather the Allies
in defense of the free world.

The third Axis power
plunders across the Pacific.

Mankind is being threatened
by these despicable villains.

The only hope for freedom
and democracy is...

Yeah.

- Heil Hitler.
- Ja, Heil Hitler.

Speak English, if you don't mind,
Herr Kapitén, for secrecy's sake.

On the off-chance
that someone might be listening

and learn the secret of your mission.

So you are excited, ja?

Herr Oberst, I am always excited

when performing for the great
and glorious Fatherland. Of course.

Oberst, they are warming up
the airship now.

We have deliberately kept
the objective of your mission

a secret from even you, Herr Kapitén,
until the last minute.

It is that sensitive... and crucial.

Randall, you will find the complete maps
for your route in your bomber.

But here is your goal.

The Brooklyn Navy Yard.

Even our XV-12
cannot carry enough explosives

to destroy the entire installation.

But the Allies do not know that.

Nor do they know
that your goal will be...

this one, small...

- This one small building right here.
- You mean the only building...

Here the Americans
are manufacturing a new bombsight.

It's called the Norden bombsight.

If they manage to incorporate this
into the Allied bombers,

they will be able to pinpoint targets

from an altitude far beyond the
effective range of our anti-aircraft.

Dest...

Destroy this one factory

and it will put them behind
at least a year in their war effort.

At the same time that you are bombing
the Brooklyn Navy Yard,

one of our agents in Washington

will be stealing the only duplicate
set of plans for the bombsight,

thus completely destroying
their production capability.

Of course, your timing must be flawless.

It will be, Herr Oberst.

I had hoped to undertake
this mission myself,

but unfortunately...

the Fuhrer wishes me
to be right here by his side.

If you fail...

I will not, Herr Oberst.

Then I will have no other choice

but to complete
your mission myself, successfully.

I shall not fail, Herr Oberst.

Well, as our English friends
would say, "good hunting."

- Hmm? And Heil Hitler.
- Heil Hitler.

This report
just came in this morning from Berlin.

We have to stop Drangel and
that infernal airship, whatever it is.

Well, let's see, now.

Left Germany for Argentina,
up over the Bermuda area,

and then on to the Navy Yard?

- I don't understand his reasoning.
- Nor I.

No single Nazi plane can knock out
all the ships that we have there.

If the Nazis bomb
the continental United States,

it would be a great boost to their ego
and a terrible blow to ours.

Yes. Particularly if they've developed
some kind of dreadful new bomb

- capable of mass destruction.
- Argh!

Any other information besides this?

No, just the route timing
and the single plane identification.

How about a squadron to intercept them?

Uh, dogfight over Brooklyn?

- No, I wouldn't want to chance that.
- Uh-uh.

I'm gonna have to get him
before he reaches the American mainland.

Oh, look at the time.
Will that be all, Steve?

I have a chiropodist's appointment
this afternoon.

- Sure, Marcia, go ahead.
- Thanks.

- Oh, Marcia?
- Yes?

Uh...

- see you later tonight?
- Sure thing.

Shall we get back to the problem, Major?
It's very basic, as I see it.

If the American people ever found out
the Nazis had a plane

capable of penetrating the US borders,

it would destroy
what's left of their pride.

These days are dark enough already.

General, we're gonna
have to get that plane

before it ever gets near the States.

But you'd better be prepared
to evacuate the Navy Yard

- on an hour's notice, just in case.
- Only if necessary.

There should be no publicity.

Which means it's up to me to bring
that plane down quickly and quietly.

Something wrong, Herr Oberst?

I can't understand it, Nickolas.

Drangel was not in the air
over ten hours

when the Americans knew of his mission.

There is a leak here somewhere...
very close to the source.

Cigarette?

Keep the pack.

Perhaps it was...

- one of the mechanics on the airstrip.
- Hmm.

There were orders on the plane.

Perhaps.

It could be anyone.

I'm gonna try and nail him
over the Bermuda area

in that so-called Devil's Triangle.

Since the year 1900, over 50 ships
and 60 planes have disappeared

in that area without explanation.

- Good thinking.
- Well, it might work.

At least the Nazis won't know

if he's been shot down
or taken by the elements.

I'm told there could be a gravitational
whirlpool that pulls the boats down

but no one's yet had an explanation
for the lost planes.

It's a strange area, all right.

As a matter of fact, there are many
uncharted islands in the triangle.

Sort of, uh, tropical paradises.

You can save them
for after the war, boy.

Good luck, Steve.

That's what I'm gonna need,
good luck and a good plane.

Do your best, boy.

General, I can only do my best.

Come on, Rena.

Oh.

Princess.

- I've never seen that before.
- Neither have I.

Let's find out what it is.

- What do you think it is?
- I think it's called a parachute.

But what's it doing here,
on Paradise Island?

It's a man.

He's been hurt.

- He's almost dead, Rena.
- A man? Here on our island?

Just help me get him
out of this contraption.

Help me lift him. Be careful.

I've never seen a man
in the flesh before.

Who of us have?

- It looks like a man.
- What is it?

Where did you find him?

Run ahead to the hospital
and let them know we're coming.

According to his papers,
his name is Steve Trevor

and he is attached
to the Air Corps Intelligence Division

of the United States.

It had to happen eventually.

But Paradise Island
is still secret, Your Majesty.

The man is unconscious.
His eyes are bandaged.

Even if he should wake up,
he wouldn't know where he was.

This location has always
been perfect for us.

In a thousand years...
no one has ever discovered us.

But why now?

Mother. Oh?
Your Highness, Doctor.

- Where did you find the man, daughter?
- On the beach, near the cave.

- Will he be all right?
- Yes, in time.

- But will we be all right?
- We, Mother?

The instant he returns to civilization
the world will know about us.

And our island.

Then where will we be?

But surely, some men can be trusted.

You're too young to remember

how we women were slaves
in Rome and Greece.

I promised myself
it would never happen again.

We found this island

where we could live in harmony,

peace, sisterhood.

- Be gone.
- Yes, Your Majesty.

Now we may lose it forever.

Let me know if there's any change
in his condition.

- About this man...
- There's nothing to discuss.

Oh, Mother, how can you think that way?

I named this island Paradise
for an excellent reason...

there are no men on it.

Thus, it is free of their wars

their greed, their hostilities,

their barbaric, masculine behavior.

Thousands of years have passed.
Perhaps men are now different.

Perhaps they've come to think
as much of peace as we do.

We shall soon see.

Could I serve as his nurse?

No. You're the Princess.

You have been trained to rule,
not to care for the needs of the sick.

- Well, then, as a special favor to me.
- No.

- Please, Mother.
- No.

- It's just for a few days.
- No.

For scientific study.

Very well, then, go.
Observe the male species.

But don't...

Go, my daughter.

It's, uh, difficult to find words
at a time like this.

Steve wouldn't have wanted
a long eulogy.

Just a drink in his honor,
that's about it.

You're right.

To Steve Trevor...

a genuine American hero.

How is he?

I just gave him a potion
of special serum.

What is your name?

Steven Leonard Trevor.

Major, United States Air Corps.

Why were you flying over this island?
Answer me.

I was trying to intercept a Nazi plane

on its way to bomb the US.

What are Nazis and the US?

Nazis are a group of evil men...
out to rule the world.

They kill anyone
who doesn't agree with them,

like the United States of America.

What would happen
if the Nazis should defeat you?

Dictatorship.

The end of freedom for mankind.

I've got to get back. I've got to try.

He should rest now.

- A wire, Herr Oberst.
- Speak.

Drangel has failed.

He and the XV-12 have gone down

somewhere... off Bermuda,

in the Devil's Triangle.

- How?
- No one knows.

An Allied pilot, the devil.

There must be a leak
somewhere here at the airfield.

Three of the mechanics were severely
interrogated by the Gestapo.

- They have all confessed.
- Useless!

Telephone the factory.

Tell them to redouble their efforts
to complete the XV-13.

I will fly it... myself.

You wanted to see me, Mother?

You may leave his care to others.

Well, thank you,

but I would prefer to stay on
until I'm certain that he's well.

That was a command, not a request.

Am I allowed to ask why?

- You are very intelligent.
- I am your daughter.

There are so many things you don't know.

- Do you have any idea of your age?
- By what standard?

- By the earth's clock.
- No.

You are immortal,
as are all of us on Paradise Island.

If you should ever leave here,
you could revert to a human being.

Why are you telling me this now, Mother?

Because I sense what might happen
between you and that man.

We are stronger, wiser,
and more advanced

than all those people
in their jungles out there.

- Our civilization is perfection.
- No.

There's something missing, Mother.

When I look at Steve Trevor...

I feel things,
things I've never known before.

There are some things
that are better not known.

Young Amazon minds are best occupied

with athletic discipline
and higher learning.

We now know why he was in the area.

That man must be returned
to his own country.

- But why, Mother?
- For his safety... and ours.

One of our young Amazon girls
will escort him to his country

and then return to Paradise Island.

- But all the girls will want that task.
- I know.

To forestall any ill feeling,

I have planned a tournament
of athletic games

by which I alone shall determine
the strongest, nimblest...

and most likely aspirant
for the assignment.

A tournament.
That's a wonderful idea, Mother.

I look forward to participating
in the games myself.

You? Never.

But, Mother!

I cannot risk my only begotten child,
our princess, on a mission

in behalf of the life of a savage.

- Is that your final decision?
- Yes, it is.

Then I'd rather not stay
for the tournament.

Perhaps I'll go on retreat,
to the summer palace.

As you wish.

Trust me in this.

Noble Amazons, masked,
in the tradition of our tournaments,

with only your individual skills
and prowess to rely upon.

One of you will win for the glory of all

and to preserve our Paradise.

Let the tournament begin.

The events have been tallied...

and two Amazons
are now tied for the honor.

There is only one way
to break the deadlock...

bullets and bracelets.

For only women have the necessary
speed and coordination

to attempt bullets and bracelets
without the loss of life.

Are you ready?

Begin.

This is the golden belt.

It is the symbol of Amazon supremacy.

So long as you wear it,

you will retain your cunning
and strength away from Paradise Island.

And this is your Golden Lasso.

Besides being made
of an indestructible material,

it also carries with it the power
to compel people to tell the truth.

Use it well, and with compassion.

You realize the task you have chosen

is the most difficult sacrifice...
any person can make.

I do it because I love my people.

I love my queen.

But most of all...

I love my mother.

I'm sorry, Mother,
but it was the only way.

I would have expected...

nothing less from my own daughter.

I did it for you, Mother.

The colors were chosen

to show your allegiance
to freedom and democracy.

The skirt can be discarded
if it should prove cumbersome.

- The material is indestructible.
- Oh, it's beautiful, Mother.

- Thank you.
- I designed it myself...

never knowing that it would be worn
by my own daughter.

I'll make you proud, I promise.

There are many things you don't know
about the world of men.

There are even some women there
who are less than our Amazonian ideal.

- I believe I can handle them, Mother.
- I know you can.

You are my daughter and a princess.

The invisible plane is waiting.
The American is already aboard.

Go in peace, my daughter.

And remember that
in the world of ordinary mortals...

you are a Wonder Woman.

I will make you proud of me...

and of Wonder Woman.

- I must be dreaming.
- No, you're not.

I must have died and gone to heaven.

Two wrong. One guess left.

The last thing I remember was...

getting shot while coming down
in my parachute.

Relax.

We'll be landing soon.

Could I help you, please?

Yes. I would like to get
this patient admitted.

Uh, just fill out
these forms in triplicate.

You don't understand. He's quite ill
and needs immediate attention.

Thank you.

Calling Dr. Westly.

This is Major Steve Trevor.
He's very ill.

- Major Steve Trevor? But he's dead.
- Who are you?

I'm his personal nurse.
Take good care of him.

I'm going to leave my patient
in your hands.

Thank you.

Marcia, Steve is alive.

All we know is that a woman dressed
in a red, white and blue uniform

- dropped him off at the hospital.
- And nothing more about her?

No, but as soon as
he regains consciousness,

there's a lot we have to ask him.

Until then,
let's just be thankful he's alive.

Oh, believe me,
I am, General Blankenship.

See you later, Marcia.

Operator? I'd like to place
a long distance call, please,

person-to-person, to Mr. Carl Hoff,

room 451, Hotel Bennett,
New York City, Murray Hill 3667.

My name is Kaye Beasley.
Make it collect, please.

Carl? Marcia. I need your help, fast.

Get down here to Washington right away.
Steve Trevor is alive.

Apparently some woman is responsible,
and she must be found and stopped.

I saw you through the window
and I said to myself,

"Brenda, you have something that would
be perfect for a figure like hers."

Thank you, but I'm really just...

What you're wearing
is fine for summer,

Far be it from me to criticize,
but with winter coming...

Oh!

That is most becoming, my dear.

You certainly use a lot of material
in your dresses.

Oh!

Well, this is downright stingy
by comparison

to what we had before the war.

These days, what with all the rationing,
the dresses are half the size.

- Thank you very much for the dress.
- You're welcome.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

Eh, just a minute.

- You can't leave without paying.
- Paying?

That dress is $6.95,
marked down from $10.

I haven't the slightest idea
what you're talking about.

No money, no dress.

And next time, lady,
try to con somebody else.

Get back in there,
and you won't get hurt.

Idiot.

Excuse me, but that's very rude.

- Get out of here, broad.
- It's also dangerous.

- Wow.
- Please put those guns down.

You could hurt people.

- Shoot her, Nadzeel.
- Me?

I never shot a woman before,
except in self-defense.

All right, what's going on here?
What happened here?

Officer, those men robbed our bank.

- You say these men robbed your bank?
- Yes.

And this wonderful woman
in the bathing suit stopped them.

Okay, stand back. Stand back.

- Now, what's your story, lady?
- Story?

- Well, I know a few myths but...
- Oh, a joker, huh?

- Okay, suppose we start with your name.
- Wonder Woman.

Sure. That's the last name, Woman?

- First name, Wonder. Right?
- Right.

Wonder Woman.

Hey, Mike, the guy in the back
of the truck, he's starting to stir.

Stay right where you are, Wonder.
You caught the robbers, saved the money.

You're gonna have to fill out forms.
We're gonna need your statement.

They steal money,
and I have to fill out forms.

What a country this is.

Yoo-hoo. Yoo-hoo, Lady. Lady.

- Yes, you, lady.
- What is it?

Have you got a second, lady?

How would you like to accumulate
a bundle of money?

- Well, I don't rob banks.
- Rob banks? Who needs to?

Not with that bit you had
with the bullets and the bracelets.

Sensational!

I could make a star out of you, lady,
if you play your cards right.

Dogs, Dwarfs and Daredevils"?

- What does that mean?
- I'm a theatrical agent.

- Well, I'm not a theatrical performer.
- Are you kidding? You are the greatest.

You do that trick on stage
with the bullets and the bracelets,

you'll make people forget
about Harlow and Grable.

Why, Betty Grable looks like a boy
compared to you.

Just a minute.
If I do this bullet trick,

- what do I get?
- Money.

Well, apparently I do need money
to survive here.

And lots of it.

Do you know that a good steak dinner
costs over $1 these days?

It's disgusting.

- And what do you get out of this?
- Fifty percent, sweetheart.

Half the money?
But I'm the one that's getting shot at.

That's show business.

Well, perhaps I'll get in touch
with you when Steve...

- Uh, when I'm interested.
- Oh, no, you better move fast, lady.

The story of how you caught those crooks
will be in the papers tomorrow.

You've got to strike
while the iron is hot.

Remember, there's nothing deader
than yesterday's news.

Call me.

How much longer will it be
until my XV-13 will be delivered?

It will be delivered
to Berlin within hours.

Ah! Excellent. Excellent.

Drangel's disaster will soon be
mitigated by my triumph

over the skies of New York
before the week is done.

It's a miracle he's alive,

with all the wounds he's got.

Have they found out anything more

about that unusual woman
who dropped him off?

No, nothing, except that
she was strangely dressed,

very attractive, quite strong

and unfemininely pushy.

Where is she?

Where is that beautiful girl,
that angel?

Steve, it's me,
General Blankenship. Steve?

- Can you hear me?
- Where is...

How did you get here?
What happened with the plane, Steve?

What...

Nurse, how is he coming along?

- As well as can be expected, sir.
- General.

General, what are you
going to do?

Well...

I momentarily blanked
on this one, Marcia.

If our intelligence is correct
about the Nazis

being able to take anything
at the Navy Yard with a superior plane,

we are in serious difficulty.

We just have to pray
that Steve gets better fast.

- Lieutenant.
- Yes, Sir.

I want someone with him at all times

in case he wakes up long enough
to answer questions.

- Very well, sir. I'll see to it.
- Thank you.

Well, let's go, Marcia.
There's nothing more we can do here now.

All right.

I'll bet you were surprised
to see Steve again, weren't you?

Oh,
you don't know how surprised.

- Keep up the good work, Lieutenant.
- Sir.

It's you.

It's really you.

No, it isn't. You're just dreaming.

But stay asleep.

I'll be near, watching over you.

Even if I do have to earn
some money first.

Oh, tomorrow night's the night.

The Academy Theater is all booked.

The ads will hit the paper
in the morning at the same time

that the bank robbery story
hits the front page.

- Well, you're quite sure of yourself.
- Absolutely.

If there's one thing Ashley Norman
knows about, it's a woman's mind...

and money.

The delightful little lady
you've all come here to meet

the two most exciting words
in show business today,

Wonder Woman!

Let's hear it! Let's hear it
for this beautiful creature!

Let's hear it.

Now, to prove that this is no trick

and that the bullets in these guns
are not blanks...

I will shoot at this metal wall

which we have built
to protect the backstage.

Wonder Woman, step aside,
if you please. Thank you. Thank you.

Gun and real bullets. Now, watch this.

Huh.

Ha!

Thank you, you're very kind.
You're very Kind.

Now, If those of you who are interested
will now step on stage,

we'll go on with the show.

Come on, have we a hearty soul
here tonight?

Who's... Ah! There's a Marine.

From the shores
Of Tripoli, my friends

Yes, I knew it would be a Marine.
Bless you, son. Bless you.

Here you are, choose your weapon. Ah!

There's another gentleman right there.
Another gentleman. Nice big hands.

Nice big hands. Who else? Who else?

Do we have a third?
Oh, no, grandma.

A woman. A woman.
Let's hear it. Thank you, ma'am.

Marine, go ahead.
And he has sharpshooting medals.

Go ahead, fire at Wonder Woman.

All right.

Here comes the shot.

Ah, here's another man now.

Go ahead. Go ahead, sir,
choose your weapon...

and fire away.

Bounced right off,
ladies and gentlemen. Yes!

Just a flick of the wrist
and the bullets slipped off. Yes.

Ladies, give a nice big hand
for grandmother here

who came up to fire at Wonder Woman.

Uh, I am not used to firearms,
but I was just wondering.

I have a gun that I have fired
and I am comfortable with.

I may use it?

Anything that makes you comfortable,
go right ahead.

She's comfortable
with that little gun that she... Hey!

Hey, lady.

- Machine gun, that's something else.
- Oh, no.

But in the advertising you say

she would face any weapon,
is that not so?

- Yeah.
- Right!

Hmm.

Uh, just a moment, please.

- It is up to you, Wonder Woman.
- Go ahead.

Hold your fire.

Wonder Woman says she is not afraid.

Fire at will.

Did you see that, ladies and gentlemen?

Ladies and gentlemen,
you saw this with your own eyes.

Did you see her divert those bullets?
By God, it was fascinating!

Herr Nickolas, we may never
see each other again.

Oh, don't say that, Herr Oberst.

I know in my heart you will return.

Ah!

There are several times in a man's life

when he might be glad
that he never married.

I think, Nickolas,
that this is one of them.

Yes.

I will leave only my pigeons
and my good friend...

Nickolas.

Thank you, sir.

Contact Washington, inform Agent M
of the approximate time of my bombing

and have her inform
the U-boat off Long Island.

May I shake your hand?

Under the circumstances, why not?

Goodbye, Nickolas.

God bless America.

Terrific. You knocked them dead.
Read what they said in the papers?

Eh? We're gonna be a smash
from coast to coast, sweetheart.

- Coast to coast?
- Yes.

I already got an advance on
Madison Square Garden in New York

and the Coliseum in LA.

One year on tour,
and we will be on easy street.

No, not me.

- Pardon?
- That's it, I'm through.

What...

What are you talking about?
You can't quit now.

I'm sorry, Mr. Norman,

but I came to the United States
to do something very important.

Much more important than this.

Oh, sure, well, I understand.

That's the way it goes.

Some people get caught up in the smell
of greasepaint and some people don't.

Look, why don't you sit down,
take it easy.

I'll be back in a moment. I'm just going
outside for a little drink of water.

Here. Just read the rest of the reviews,
at least keep a few memories.

Excuse me, Mr. Norman,
but that's my money, too.

Whoops!

How right you are, how right you are.

Look, I'll tell you what I'll do,
I'll just leave it here.

You take your half,
leave me the rest. I trust you.

I can avoid that bullet
faster than you can shoot, Mr. Norman.

Ashley Norman, you are certainly
one man who is not to be trusted.

Please, don't hurt me.

Hurt you?

Where I'm from,
we try never to hurt people.

Goodbye.

Hello, Marcia? This is Carl.

I tried everything I could
to stop her, but it didn't work.

Okay, okay, so I failed.
You want me to follow her?

Oh. Left Argentina already?

Okay, I'll wait at the apartment.

Heil Hitler.

- Hello?
- Hello, Steve, how are you?

Coming along.
How's everything there?

Not so good.

Our Argentine source reports

that a top Nazi in their new
long-range bomber, the XV-13,

is already headed for the States.

It'll take the measure of anything
we can put in the air.

Well, that's terrible.

Von Blasko, their ace,
is flying it himself.

Latest intelligence reports he took off

from the refueling base in Argentina
about an hour ago.

Von Blasko? General,
if he's flying that mission himself,

then the target must be more
than just the Brooklyn Navy Yard.

Steve, what about the morale factor?

If the Nazis bomb
the continental United States...

No, it's more than that, much more.

General, now, you've never told me,

but the Norden bombsight.

Is that being manufactured...

My God, Trevor, that must be it.

I'll warm up a squadron
of P-38s right away.

No, they wouldn't have a chance.

Von Blasko would carve them up
with that XV-13.

If that bombsight
is being manufactured there,

then secrecy must be kept.

General, warm up my new plane.

But you never tested it...

and orders are
that you stay in bed, Steve.

Hello? Hello? We must have
a bad connection here, General.

Make sure they have that plane
gassed up and ready to go.

I should be at the air base
within half an hour.

General Blankenship's gonna go
through the roof.

You needn't worry.
I'll take all the responsibility.

I'll send a car
to take you out to the base.

No, no, no, there's no time.
I'll catch a cab.

If I shortcut along
the old Georgetown road,

I should be there at 1600 hours.

Take care, Steve.

Don't I always?

Can't you go any faster?

You want to drive, I'll let you drive.

Uh-oh, trouble.

Hi. What seems to be the problem?

Stay right where you are, fly-boy.

Oh, that is a problem.

Hey, taxi!

Don't make a move!

Or we're going mess up

that pretty little soldier suit
of yours.

I say we Kill the pig now.

Put away the knife. Idiot.

If we do,
the Gestapo will have us killed.

Let's get him back
to the apartment, schnell!

Schnell.

- Nurse Buck.
- Yes?

- Major Trevor.
- Mmm-hmm.

He's not in his room.

I've looked all over the hospital
for him.

I think he's gone.

That's right.

His doctor wanted him to stay
several more days,

but he wanted to get back to the war,
so I let him.

He's a real soldier.

Would you happen to know where he went?

He's good-looking and single, too.

He's with Military Intelligence.

It's that big marble building
down on D Street.

Whoops. Got to make my rounds.
See you later.

Steve Trevor knows
the combination to the safe

containing the Norden bombsight plans.

But he wouldn't give it to us
under any torture.

We're going to have to use truth serum.

First, prepare the hypodermic.

It took me five years
to gain his complete confidence.

He will respond to my voice
under the drug.

Hmm, what time is the rendezvous
with our U-boat?

1:00 a.m.

If I'm not back from the office
by midnight, Trevor is to be killed.

If I can be back in time,
we'll take him with us.

To the Fatherland.

- Heil Hitler.
- Heil Hitler.

But why bother?

Because, you fool, he is the key
to American intelligence activities.

- I gave him the shot.
- Good.

Hello, Steve, darling. It's Marcia.

Marcia.

It's very important

that we get into the safe
in your office now, Steve.

Important?

Safe?

That's right.

Just give me the combination
and I'll take care of it.

I can't.

It's a secret.

Tell me the combination, Steve.

The General needs the plans
to the Norden bombsight.

I can't do it.

You'll bring him back to consciousness.

Let me try another tack.

Steve.

You trust me, don't you?

Oh, sure, Marcia.

You're my good friend.

Yes, I am.

Now give me the combination.

Steve, the whole country
is depending on you.

The whole country?

Millions of people.

Millions of people?

For Old Glory?

Twenty-four left,

twenty-six right...

And 33 to the left.

I knew it was you all the time.

You didn't know anything.

Well, I knew that you had a friend
who carried a machine gun in her purse.

And you won't get away
with whatever you're doing.

Oh, and who's going to stop me?

You of all people should realize
how useless that gun is against me.

I don't need a gun
to take you, Wonder Woman.

I was Nuremberg judo champ!

I assume...

that that is supposed to impress me.

Ha!

They didn't teach you to fight fair.

Now, you are going to tell the truth.

Don't bother fighting it.

That lasso compels you to be honest

and you must answer every question.

Where is Steve Trevor?

My apartment.

2809 West 20th Street, Chevy Chase.

Is he all right?

Until midnight.

If I'm not there by then,
he'll be killed.

That's the same hour that
the Brooklyn Navy Yard will be bombed

and the Norden bombsight destroyed.

You may be fast, Wonder Woman,

but nobody can be in two places
at the same time.

It's over, Marcia. You're through.

You may have me,

but the Third Reich
will never be through.

It will go on a thousand years.

I heard the Greeks and Romans
say the same thing.

You heard that?

I may be older than I look.

Now, what number do I call on this
instrument to reach your apartment?

Capitol 6732.

We'll get even with you for this.

My people will send more agents.

No. The Nazis
don't care about their women.

They let you fend for yourself.

And any civilization
that does not recognize the female

is doomed to destruction.

Women are the wave of the future

and sisterhood is stronger
than anything.

This is Marcia. The plans have been
changed. I'll be there an hour later.

What about the rendezvous
with the submarine?

Advise them of the alteration.

No!

You are going to stay
right where you are.

You must obey.

I must obey.

And to think that Steve Trevor
was fooled by you.

I'm going to have to get accustomed
to men and devious women.

Calling Von Blasko.
Calling Von Blasko. U-boat 23 calling.

You were ordered
to maintain radio silence.

Plans changed.

The estimated time of departure
now 0200 hours.

That's 2:00 a.m.

Nein!

Nein! We rendezvous at midnight.
At midnight.

If the others are late, they will pay
for their tardiness with their lives.

Take it up now.
Surface your U-boat.

Who are you?

Your welcoming committee.

I don't think so.

Just nose your plane down to the closest
airstrip and everything will be fine.

No one can stop this mission.

Least of all a woman.

You obviously have little regard
for womanhood.

You must learn respect.

I prefer not to soil my hands
on female flesh...

but if you insist.

Calling Von Blasko.
U-boat 23 calling.

- Come in, Von Blasko.
- Ja.

We have you approaching
the Brooklyn Navy Yard.

What is your position?

32 miles due east of Long Island.

Latitude 40, 45, 06.

Longitude 73, 59, 39.

You again?

This man is a top Nazi spy.

Put him in a cell
and throw away the key.

You can't just dump a spy
and walk away like that.

You've got to come into the stationhouse
and fill out some reports.

Good night, gentlemen.

Ten minutes to 1:00.

The sub doesn't answer,
something's wrong.

- Let's kill him and get out of here.
- No, Marcia said to wait until 1:00.

You can stay if you want,
but I'm going to leave now.

All right, let's plug him,
get out of here.

So, Mr. Norman,
my old friend the agent, we meet again.

Ha-ha!

Sit down, Steve.

I don't know who you are,
but get this chair off my back.

- It's you!
- Mmm-hmm.

Well, how did you...

Look, I've got to get out of here.
There's a spy plane on the way...

No, there isn't.

The Brooklyn Navy Yard is safe,
and so is the Norden bombsight.

You knew what they were after?

Von Blasko's in jail, his XV-13
is at the bottom of the Atlantic

along with the submarine
that was to pick up these men...

and Marcia.

Marcia?

She was the leader of the pack, Steve.

A most untrustworthy associate.

Marcia.

I really have to go now.

Now wait a minute.

You can't just keep walking in and out
of my life like this.

Who are you? Where are you from?
How are you able to do...

We'll be together again, soon. Somehow.

But I owe you my life,
how can I ever repay...

At least I've learned
one good thing.

From now on,
I'll have an ordinary-looking secretary.

Well,
I anticipated the way you'd feel, Steve,

so I personally interviewed
15 prospective secretaries.

The one I chose was a Navy WAVE

who scored highest
in all the office aptitude tests,

but she's duller
than a fat lapdog after dinner.

She's waiting for you
in your office right now.

Good. I've had it up to here
with pretty girls.

Well, a man can get
too much of a good thing.

Prince.

Yes, General.

Major Trevor,
this is Yeoman First Class Diana Prince.

- Nice to meet you, Diana.
- Major.

No rank around here, let's just
make it Steve and Diana, all right?

- Thank you, Steve.
- Good.

Well, I'll be off
and let you two get acquainted.

Just a minute, General.

Did you get any further information
on that Wonder Woman?

Not a thing.
She vanished as quickly as she appeared.

Oh.

Sort of captivated by her, were you?

We'll talk about that
another time, all right?

Of course, I understand.

Take a letter, Diana.

Take a letter to...

Say, "Dear Miss..."

You're at a loss for words, sir?

Yes, for the first time in my life.

You see, I wanted
to tell someone something...

And you couldn't say it.

I'm afraid I don't know how.

Just say it.

You mean straight out?

Whatever the language, be honest.

You're very perceptive, Diana.

I'm a woman.

Where I was brought up,

women were taught to respect honesty.

Now, I like that.

You know, we're going
to get along just fine.

I'm sure we will.