Original subtitles

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♪ Electra Woman and Dyna Girl ♪

♪ Fighting all evil deeds ♪

♪ Each writes for magazine ♪

♪ Hiding the life she leads ♪

♪ Electra Woman and Dyna Girl ♪

♪ Summoned to ElectraBase by ElectraComs they wear ♪

♪ Lori and Judy dare to face any criminal anywhere ♪

♪ Electra Woman and Dyna Girl ♪

- [Narrator] The famed Museum of the Seven Seas

awaits peacefully in its slip

for the gala public debut.

The museum's star attraction is an exhibit of priceless

Egyptian artifacts recently exhumed

from the tomb of King Ramesses II.

(object zaps)

(dramatic music)

(Pharaoh laughing)

- Come, Princess Cleopatra, my dazzling Delta dahlia.

- Ah, later, Pharaoh, my pet, I just did my nails.

- I'll ignore your petty vanity, sweet Cleopatra.

Behold!

At last, I have my treasure.

- What's so great about a crummy little pyramid?

It doesn't even go with our furniture.

- That is a secret that only I,

the last living Pharaoh, am party to.

A secret that will allow me to take my rightful place

as King of Kings,

the all powerful monarch of the world.

- And I shall be Queen.

- Come.

(laughing) Come!

(whimsical music)

- With this exclusive and a few good pictures,

we'll make the cover of Newsmakers for sure.

- Right!

Now, why don't you start over there while I go upstairs--

(guard moaning)

What was that?

- (gasps) Look!

The guard!

- Well, he's all green!

- Maybe it's something he ate.

- Excuse me, are you all right?

- I think.

Yes, I am.

Something...

Something very strange has happened, I...

Oh!

It's gone!

Stolen by...

By some infidel!

- Well, what was stolen?

- By what infidel?

- The pyramid of King Ramesses II.

The only one of its kind.

An absolutely priceless object!

I must report this immediately!

- Quick, Judy,

you get some pictures of this entire area

while I contact Frank.

- Right!

- Only the wooden pyramid was stolen?

- As far as we know, Frank.

- Well, let's see if CrimeScope can give us a fix

on the most likely suspects.

(CrimeScope whirring)

We've got three likelies, Lori,

but two of them are in jail.

- And the third?

- The most precocious philanderer this side of the Nile.

- The Pharaoh! - The Pharaoh!

- Don't forget Princess Cleopatra.

You'd better get back here on the double.

- We're on our way, Frank.

Let's go.

(dramatic music)

(whimsical music)

- At last I have what's rightfully mine.

After all, I am a direct descendant of Ramesses II.

- Whatever you say, darling.

It's all Egyptian to me.

- With this,

I shall possess the powers of the great Sphinx.

We'll be rich beyond our wildest dreams.

- How does it work?

- How does it work?

That's a good question, my sweet.

Oh, darn!

They've forgotten to enclose the instructions!

- What do you mean?

- The hieroglyphics.

The incantation.

- We'll just go back to the museum and get what we need.

- Yes.

But by now Electra Woman and Dyna Girl are surely onto me.

I must see that they are properly eliminated.

(eerie music)

And this should do it.

(Pharaoh laughing)

(whimsical music)

- Hi, Frank.

- Hi, Frank.

- Hello.

While CrimeScope is searching for a report on the Pharaoh,

I have something I want you ladies to see.

- Mm-hm?

- Here it is. - Ooh!

- It's called the Electra-Strobe.

- Wow!

- Oh, it's beautiful!

- Why don't you just put that around your waist?

- Terrific!

- Huh? - How do I look?

- Oh, terrific. (laughs)

- Ready?

- Yeah.

(Electro-Strobe pulsating)

Frank, I love it! (laughing)

That is incredible, Frank.

But explain this.

Why did it make you a Dyna Girl go into slow motion?

- Well, actually nothing slowed, Electra Woman.

It was you who sped up.

You see, with Electra-Strobe you, uh,

you move, you react,

you even think 10,000 times faster than normal.

- And Electra Woman's incredible speed

made everything else look slow.

- [Frank] Precisely.

- Electra-wow!

Oh!

(CrimeScope whirring)

- CrimeScope has picked up on a reported sighting

of the Pharaoh near the King Tut Theatre.

- That's our cue, Dyna Girl.

Let's go.

- Oh, while you're gone,

I'll have CrimeScope miniaturize the Electra-Strobe.

(whimsical music)

- Now remember, my dear Cleopatra,

the point is to get them to this point.

- In front of the projector.

- Correct.

And this movie should prove to be the final and last reel

in the careers of Electra Woman and Dyna Girl.

(Pharaoh laughing)

(whimsical music)

- [Princess Cleopatra] Oh, help!

Please!

- Look!

- Isn't that the Princess Cleopatra?

- The Pharaoh has betrayed me

and I'm too dainty to be treated this way!

- Watch yourself, Dyna Girl.

This could be a trick.

(dramatic music)

- I did it!

- It is a trick, Electra Woman!

- Maybe our Electra-Beams will teach

this young woman a lesson--

- [Dyna Girl] Watch out!

(dramatic music)

- What's going on here?

Electra Woman, Dyna Girl!

- I can't move.

The smoke is...

(Pharaoh laughing)

- Oh, yuck!

Who does your makeup?

- Don't be nasty, my lovely.

- What good is your mummifying spray, anyway?

It doesn't last very long.

- Long enough, my gorgeous Princess.

I adjusted the theater's projectors

with my sacred red ruby

and soon these two helpless ladies

will be battling laser beams.

Let's activate the laser and be gone!

Come! (laughing)

(laser beams zapping)

- Dyna Girl, come on!

Snap out of it!

- What happened?

- We'll figure that out later.

It's what's going to happen next that worries me!

- Laser beams!

Oh, Electra Woman, my legs aren't working!

- I know.

Whatever the Pharaoh used on us

obviously hasn't worn off yet.

We'd better Electra-Degravitate out of here.

- My ElectraCom isn't working either!

- Or mine!

The Pharaoh has really done it this time!

- [Narrator] The Pharaoh has really done it, indeed.

Is this the end for Electra Woman and Dyna Girl?

Immobilized by the villainous Pharaoh,

Electra Woman and Dyna Girl search frantically

for a means of escape.

- Dyna Girl!

The ElectraComs!

We can deflect the laser beams of light with them.

- We can!

The special protective coating on the crystal

can withstand anything!

- Right.

If we can just get them into position

in time.

(ElectraComs buzzing)

- It's working, Electra Woman!

- Try aiming your beam up towards the projection booth.

Maybe we can make this thing self-destruct.

(ElectraComs buzzing)

(projector room blasts)

Good shooting, Dyna Girl!

- All in the wrist, Electra Woman.

I think this green stuff is all worn off by now.

- Oh, yeah.

- Wait.

Isn't that the pyramid?

- Yes.

But it looks as though the Pharaoh has discarded it.

- But that doesn't make sense.

If it's supposed to be so priceless, why leave it behind?

- It's empty.

I wonder what was inside.

- Whatever it was, the Pharaoh went to a lot of trouble

getting it.

Maybe those hieroglyphics can give us a clue.

- Right.

Let's give it back to Frank.

I'm sure he can give us a reading on it through CrimeScope.

- And some new ElectraComs.

(whimsical music)

- Well, analysis indicates that

the Pharaoh's concoction contained

bitumen, spirit gum, and oil of eucalyptus.

- Which means?

- Which means basically that the Pharaoh

temporarily turned you into mummies.

I adjusted these new ElectraComs so they won't be effected,

should he try to use it again.

- Plus now we've got our new Electra-Strobe.

- I'd like to see the Pharaoh or Princess Cleopatra

try their tricks on us again.

- Yeah.

Well, you may get your wish, Dyna Girl.

According to these hieroglyphics,

whatever was in the pyramid case is incomplete by itself.

- And?

- The Pharaoh needs something else from the museum.

If you girls hurry,

I think you can make it.

- We've already left!

(whimsical music)

- [Electra Woman] This time we'll be ready

for the Pharaoh's mummifying spray.

(whimsical music)

- Almighty pharaohs of ancient Egypt,

turn loose the powers of the great Sphinx.

- It's been outta commission for over 4,000 years.

Maybe it's a little rusty.

- Obey the incantation!

(air whistling)

Princess Cleopatra, permit me to introduce Solaris,

a creature of pure energy.

No force in the world can stop this fantastic creature

and he's here to heed my every command.

- This I've got to see.

- And you shall see, just as soon--

- As soon as you're out of jail!

- Well, well, well, what a pleasant surprise.

- Electra Woman, what's that thing?

- Inquisitive little pest, aren't you?

Well, permit me to show you.

- Save the demonstration, Pharaoh.

Give up or face the consequences.

- I believe it is not I,

but you who shall suffer the consequences.

Solaris!

Annihilate them!

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(Pharaoh laughing)

(thrilling music)

(CrimeScope beeping)

Solaris, return!

(thrilling music)

Come, my lovely.

Shall we go wreak a little havoc?

Eh? (laughing)

(tense music)

- [Narrator] Once more, the Pharaoh seems

to have outwitted our heroines.

How will they possibly overcome their hopeless fate?

- [Announcer] We'll be right back with part two

of "Electra Woman and Dyna Girl."

- [Frank] Electra Woman, Dyna Girl!

Can you hear me?

Come on, girls, snap out of it!

Shake it off!

- [Narrator] Our heroines show signs of life

since the creature's vicious attack.

(tense music)

- Frank, what hit us?

- 50,307.81 volts of static electricity.

Well, maybe you'd better,

maybe you'd better rest before you move around too much.

- No, Frank, there's no time.

We're coming in.

(both wincing)

(whimsical music)

- I took the liberty of developing the film you shot

after the theft of the pyramid.

- And what does it all mean?

- Well, according to this inscription

and our own personal experience,

the Pharaoh is in control of what can only be described

as an energy being.

- How powerful is this creature supposed to be?

- So powerful CrimeScope almost short-circuited

when I asked it the same question.

What happened to you two at the museum

is only a small sample of the being's immeasurable strength.

- Cleopatra, come along.

- Don't rush me, darling.

I want to look absolutely captivating for my debut.

- I have never seen you lovelier.

- I know.

- You know your lines?

- Flawlessly.

- Good.

Then let's run wild. (laughing)

- But that means the Pharaoh can run wild.

- Yes, with total liberty.

- The question is

how does the Pharaoh intend to use

this incredible energy being?

- And how do we stop him?

- Well, the being feeds off of all forms of energy,

electricity, heat, friction, light.

Whatever we throw at it only makes it that much stronger.

I'm afraid, at least for the present,

we're totally in the dark.

(dramatic music)

- We interrupt normal television broadcasting

to bring you this...

This...

Special announcement.

- Good evening, ladies and gentlemen

of the television audience.

In case you haven't heard,

I am the Pharaoh.

If we should ever meet face to face,

you may address me as Your Royal Highness.

- That conceded, self-assured fanatic!

If I ever get my hands on his thick head--

- I am holding your fair city for ransom.

All the energy in your city will be sapped dry

and I'll return it only when 10 million dollars

in small, unmarked bills has been delivered

to my barge in the marina.

- What electra-nerve!

Electra Woman, he'll never pull it off!

(dramatic music)

(Pharaoh laughing)

(CrimeScope beeping)

- Well, look at the bright side, Dyna Girl.

At least now we know what his plans are.

- What happened?

We've lost power.

(whimsical music)

- I've summoned you to my Nile barge,

you, who are the representative of top bankers in this city,

in order to instruct you as to how you'll pay

the $10 million in ransom.

You'll pay it in cold, hard cash.

Now, if you're considering anything less than

full and complete cooperation,

I am prepared to allay your petty treasonous notions.

(thrilling music)

Almighty pharaohs of ancient Egypt,

turn loose thy powers of the great Sphinx.

(air whistling)

All right, stop your groveling.

Get me my money now!

For we sail with the tide.

(air whistling)

The world is all mine.

Nothing can stop me now. (laughing)

- [Narrator] And so the powerless

Electra Woman and Dyna Girl speed to the Pharaoh's hideout

to confront the energy creature.

(Pharaoh laughing)

As Heflin works to restore power,

the Pharaoh's plan seems to have succeeded.

(whimsical music)

- After this, we'll be able to hold

the entire world for ransom.

(Princess Cleopatra exclaiming)

- [Electra Woman] Frank, can you hear us?

- [Dyna Girl] Still no power?

- That should do it.

All right, here goes.

(CrimeScope chimes)

Aha!

Hey, Electra Woman!

Electra Woman, Dyna Girl,

we're back in business.

The shield worked.

- You've done it again, Frank.

- Now if we could just find a way to use our powers

to stop that creature.

- [Frank] I'll keep it working.

You just be careful.

- They say crime doesn't pay.

And I say it doesn't pay not to be in crime. (laughs)

- Oh, I can't stand it.

Here comes more.

(thrilling music)

- What are you two doing?

How did you get here?

- Your door was open.

- You haven't stopped us yet, Pharaoh.

And you won't now.

- Those are empty words,

coming from someone about to be destroyed.

If you think the last time you tangled with Solaris

was rough,

you're in for a real shock this time!

- Not so.

- That's right, Pharaoh.

Our power-source is lead-lined now.

Your being will never be able to reach it.

- Perhaps not, you persistent little pest.

Maybe he'll just have to drain

the very energy from your bodies.

Electrify them!

Slowly.

(dramatic music)

- Use your Electra-Force Shield.

(ElectraComs humming)

- [Frank] Oh, that creature's absorbing the energy

from your Electra-Force Shield!

- Uh-oh, here it comes!

- Degravitate, Dyna Girl!

(ElectraComs beeping)

(dramatic music)

It's not working, Frank.

We need more power.

We need something.

(ElectraComs beeping)

(tense music)

- Come on, CrimeScope, come on.

We've got to figure out a way of helping them.

(dramatic music)

Zero probability.

No chance at all.

- I don't like the looks of things.

- Frank, we need more power for the Electra-Force Shield.

- [Frank] I can give you an auxiliary boost.

(CrimeScope beeping)

(tense music)

But it can't last forever.

- We'll take everything you've got.

- Gotcha!

One electric beam, coming up.

- Good thinking, Dyna Girl.

(ElectraCom buzzing)

- Here comes more power for the shield!

(ElectraComs buzzing)

- Get them now!

Turn them to ashes!

(ElectraComs buzzing)

Hit them again!

Harder!

- The shield's still holding,

but for how long?

- More power, Frank!

Pour it on!

- Come on, CrimeScope, more power.

More, more!

- I've got an idea!

Maybe the Electa-Strobe can pump more energy

into this creature than it can handle.

(ElectraComs buzzing)

- It better work.

If it hits again, it's lights out for us.

(ElectraComs beeping)

(Electra-Strobe pulsating)

- It's gone.

You've destroyed Solaris!

- Time for me to take a powder.

- You are not going anywhere!

(ElectraCom buzzing)

- Not so fast.

(ElectraCom buzzing)

(dramatic music)

How would you like a dose of your own medicine, Pharaoh?

Or should I say mummy?

(whimsical music)

- Well, it looks like Electra Woman and Dyna Girl

have made Newsmaker Magazine again this week, eh?

- Yep.

Which would be real nice, except for one small thing.

- [Frank] What's that?

- Oh, we didn't write the story, Frank.

We were scooped.

- [Frank] Hm.

- Look.

Another reporter,

who just happened to be at the Pharaoh's hideout

when all the excitement took place,

got credit for the story.

- Hm. - Wait.

But look.

Here calls us "fantastic."

- And "incredible."

And "wonderful."

- Hey, not bad!

- Hey, you couldn't have said it better

if you'd written it yourself.

(all laughing)

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