Original subtitles

(suspenseful music)

- [Mayor's Aid] Isn't it my turn to drive?

- You drove last time.

- No I didn't, you did.

- You just think I did cus we look alike.

Really, it was you.

- Well, how do I know I'm not driving now?

- Because I am.

- [Mayor's Aid] We've got trouble.

- [Mayor's Aid] What kind of trouble?

- The worst kind.

- Do you see what I mean?

Pick-up is slow.

- Aw, you're just not giving it enough gas.

- What are you talking about, I'm flooring it.

- Dude, you drive like my grandma, but you look better.

- What's that? (computer beeping)

- [Argyle] Toxic counter.

- I didn't know the Scorpiomobile had one of those.

- It's because you never had to use it before.

- Use it for what?

- Detecting toxic waste.

- Where's that truck heading?

- I don't know but it's got enough toxic waste

to turn your ass green!

- Black Scorpion. (sirens wailing)

This is the police,

pull over to the side of the road and you won't get hurt.

- Step on it, Blue!

- I've the pedal to the metal.

- Well in that case, why don't you bring the car in tomorrow

and, and I'll test it out.

- Attention all units, Scorpiomobile headed north

on Paris Parkway.

(music turns dramatic)

Black Scorpion, this is your final warning.

She asked for it.

(gunshots firing)

- They're shooting!

- So, the car's bullet proof.

- Yeah but those barrels ain't!

- They're shooting at us.

- [Mayor's Aid] What do you mean they're shooting at us?

- What do you think I mean, they're shooting at us!

(gunshots firing)

- We've got to stop this bullets.

- Try the Stingray.

- No, I don't know want to hurt a fellow officer.

- Well I guess that rules out the arsenal!

- And the flame thrower.

(tires squealing)

- Get us outta here, will ya?

- I'll lose em.

- So what do you we do? - Let's give em an oil change.

(brakes squealing)

(cars colliding)

(glass shattering)

(laughing)

- Now that's what I call give em the slip!

- Speaking of which.

- Where'd they go?

(explosion)

- Fire.

(dramatic music)

- [Narrator] In the light of day, Darcy Walker is a cop.

But in the dark of night, she becomes Black Scorpion.

Doing with a mask what she can't do with a badge.

- Bombs away! - B'bye!

(laughing)

- Another job well done.

- You think the mayor will be happy?

- Why not?

Now we'll have enough kickbacks

for two reelection campaigns.

- Not kick backs, contributions.

- Right.

- Evolution got it wrong, boys.

Man is inferior to marine life.

After all, you don't see fish

dumping their trash on shore, do ya?

- All this talk about fish has got me hungry for seafood.

- Mmm, how about calamari tonight?

- If I were you I wouldn't eat anything

that came out of Angel Bay.

(device beeps)

Okay, let's do it.

These are the most toxic waters I've ever seen!

- What can do about it?

- Get the mayor to authorize my cleanup proposal.

- Nah he said it would cost too much.

- Not as much as the bad publicity will cost.

Oh no!

- What's wrong?

(device beeping)

- This is worse than I thought.

Someone is dumping toxic waste here!

- Are you positive?

- I'm absolutely...

Oh no!

(coughing)

- Lady, lady wake up.

- Where, where am I?

- Hey the beach is for relaxing, not sleeping.

How about you go sober up somewhere else?

- No you don't understand, my two assistants are missing.

- Yeah, I know your assistants real well.

Mr Gin and Mr Tonic.

Now look you gotta move the party

or else I'm gonna give you a ticket.

- People are using our ocean as a sewer,

and all you can think about is writing tickets?

(mysterious music)

- Oh, that's weird!

- Look at me when I'm talking to you!

I said look at me!

- What are you?

(thunder clapping)

- [Strickland] Everyone goes to Vegas for their anniversary.

- Hey what's up, ya humps?

- Strickland's wife wants to go on a cruise for their 20th.

- And he's scared to death of the water!

Won't even go near a pool!

(laughing)

- Shh!

- [Strickland] Okay Pumpkin Pie, anything you say.

You're right, you're right,

the cruise'll be great, I can't wait.

See ya tonight.

- Go! Go! Go! Go, god!

(clears throat)

- How'd the Vegas idea go, Cap?

- She gave me a choice, cruise or alimony.

- Hi guys, sorry I'm late.

- Walker!

I want to see you in a bikini right away!

- Excuse me?

- A lifeguard was assaulted by some crazy broad

screaming about toxic waste being dumped into Angel Bay.

I want you and Rafferty under cover as beach goers.

- Come on Cap, we can do that!

I just got a new speedo!

It's red with a little green stripe,

it kinda makes me look like I'm smuggling plums.

Do you think that's a bad thing?

- That's enough outta you!

This isn't gonna be some day at the beach!

Well I guess it is gonna be a day at the beach,

but not the way you think!

Besides I got another job for you two.

I want you to go down to Army Surplus

and get me a life vest.

- Yeah, yeah.

- Maybe something in a nice, canary yellow.

- [Slugger] Whatever you say.

- Oh and pick me up a box of seasickness pills.

On second thought, you better make that a crate!

Oh and see if they've got an inflatable life raft!

- This is Kate Montgomery reporting live from the pier.

In a statement from City Hall, the mayor has vowed

to investigate the allegations that a chemical company

is dumping toxic waste into Angel Bay.

Back to you, Don.

(switches TV off)

(laughing)

- Yeah, like that.

- Vow to investigate, I like that.

- Well I thought it had a little ring to it.

(laughing)

- Speaking of rings,

I could use a nice, big diamond on this finger.

- What's the count?

- [Both Aids] 15 grand.

- That's all!

That's it!

I want to see that number at least doubled!

Find another plant that needs their toxic waste

dumped at a cut cost.

- [Both Aids] Yes, Mr Mayor.

- And Babette,

set up a press conference where I express my

deep concern for the environment,

and my love of sea life.

- Well what do you think of this?

This looks like a good spot.

- For what?

- We might as well get a tan while we're here!

- Nice, nice.

You know this is not very professional.

We shouldn't be mixing business with pleasure, you know?

- Steve, we have to blend in.

Come on it's part of the assignment.

- Oh alright, alright.

- Put some lotion on my back?

- For what!

- Well I don't want to burn!

Come on!

(sighs)

- Okay.

- [Darcy] Oh, that feels nice!

- Shouldn't we be like,

conducting an investigation?

You know looking for bad guys?

- Don't worry, I've got my eyes open.

Could you do my legs too?

- Okay.

- [Darcy] Thanks.

- Okay, if you insist.

It's really getting hot out here.

- Yeah it is.

Do you want me to do you?

- Excuse me?

- Your back!

- Oh, oh! (laughing)

No, no no no, that's, I'm good, I'm good.

- Are you sure?

- I'm sure, I don't burn bad at all.

- Alright.

- Look, there's something in the water!

Run for your lives!

(dramatic music)

- Go!

I don't see anything, do you? - No.

- On three.

One,

two,

three!

Alright, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Hold it right there.

(exclaiming)

(groaning)

- Tender Loving?

Tender Loving!

- What are you shouting about?

- Have you seen my socket wrench?

With the multi-purpose, two way,

magnetic, adjustable power grip?

(scoffs)

- Can you be a little more specific?

- It's a long metal thingamajig.

- Well why didn't you say so, yeah, yeah.

It's right,

here.

- Baby you are a lifesaver.

What would I do without you?

Except maybe my laundry.

- Excuse me?

- That's why I can't find anything!

All these dirty clothes are piling up!

I wanna know when are you gonna do something about it?

- What do you want me to do?

- Clean em like you were supposed to!

- Like I what!

- You my girl right?

- But I'm not your maid!

- Oh no, remember that little French outfit I bought for you

with the feather duster in the back remember?

And you would bend--

- No that was just a fantasy,

just like you getting me to do your laundry.

- Well what are you gonna do about it then?

- I'm going on strike!

- You goin, after all I?

Well that goes double for me!

These clothes are gonna have to clean themselves

if they gonna get clean!

- Fine!

Just make sure you stand downwind from me!

(ominous music)

- Blood sample datas from Thursday the 18th.

80% rise in blood alkaloids.

Spectrum analysis shows unexplained presence

of radioactive isotopes in red cells.

Unexplained, hell this is toxic waste!

I should be dead!

(sneezes)

Welcome back, boys.

Are you having calamari, or is it having you?

(gushing)

You don't say, and how are you doing?

(gushing)

Seems to be going around.

- What happened to us?

Suddenly I yearn for the open sea.

- I've grown tentacles in funny places.

- Well my initial findings show that the toxic waste

has triggered a sudden and massive mutation of our DNA.

And I know have a strong psychokinetic bond

with oceanic elements.

The tide, water, and wind.

And the two of you?

Let's just say you've become what you love most, squid.

- I have ordered a team of investigators

to work around the clock.

If there is chemical dumping going on in Angel Bay,

I will get to the bottom of it and that's a promise!

- You're not the only one who can blow hot air, Mr Mayor.

(TV explodes)

(laughing)

- Thank you.

(suspenseful music)

(air rushing)

- It's a hurricane!

- Yes I am!

And you're all in my eye!

Squids!

(yelling)

(laughing)

They also do the New York Times crossword in ink, too.

Now then, what do you say we get wet and wild?

(laughing)

(thunder clapping)

- [Officer On Radio] Attention all units,

robbery in progress at First Angel's Bank.

Suspect has identified herself as Hurricane.

Be sure to wear your raincoats.

- I declare this bank a disaster area!

Squids, clean it out!

(whooping)

(laughing)

- Rafferty!

Some broad calling herself Hurricane

is trying to sink Angel City Bank.

You and Walker get down there ASAP.

- Darcy's not here yet.

- Well then take Morons One and Two with you.

- Is he talking to us?

- [Slugger] No, we're Idiots One and Two!

- Move it!

(laughing)

- Alright Squids, that's about enough to keep us afloat.

(laughing)

- From where I stand, you're dead in the water.

- Well, look what we have here.

It's an itsy bitsy spider.

Well beware Spider!

Because I'm gonna take this town by storm!

(wind rushing)

(groaning)

- [Black Scorpion] Ow!

(laughing)

- What's the matter, Black Scorpion?

Feeling a little under the weather?

That was just the calm before the storm.

(laughing)

(thunder clapping)

- Hurricane!

- They say lightning never strikes the same place twice.

(thunder clapping)

(laughing)

(thunder clapping)

I guess they were wrong.

(suspenseful music)

♪ The itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout ♪

♪ Down came the rain and washed the spider out ♪

(laughing)

- Computer, engage Stingray.

Fire!

Fire!

Computer, release locks!

- Goodbye Itsy Bitsy Spider.

(laughing)

Let's blow this place, Squids! (laughing)

(electricity zapping)

- No!

No!

Well?

- Well, you flooded the engine!

- I didn't do it, Hurricane did.

Can you waterproof it?

- I could, but the water is the least of your problems.

The negative ions in Hurrican's storm?

They're scrambling the Scorpiomobile's computer.

- So that means the car isn't going to respond to me at all.

Right.

- Check this out, eh?

We'll get it to run and talk to me baby.

Yeah, she knows who the man is.

Listen to that eh?

- Hey folks Sonny Day here with a look at the weather.

At present we have a mild storm front

pushing in toward Angel Pier with a cool breeze falling off.

- If that sweater-wearing fool knows what's good for him,

he'll clean up his act, and his laundry!

- But don't you worry folks,

you'll be firing up those barbecues soon enough

cus it's gonna be another picture perfect weekend

here in the Southland.

(dramatic music)

(wind rushing)

- I would take out those barbecues just yet.

Greetings, gross polluters of the ocean!

I am Hurricane, and I am here with a weather warning.

Unless Mayor Worth authorizes a $10 million cleanup

of the toxic waste of Angel Bay,

I will be forced to take matters into my own hands.

- $10 million!

Where am I gonna come up with that kinda money!

- Your campaign fund?

- Not on your life!

Or anybody else's.

- With my newly acquired funds from First Angel's Bank,

I have built a cyclonic magnifier.

- A cyclonic what?

- The machine will increase my own powers,

generating a Class Seven hurricane. (laughing)

- There's no way my ship's gonna leave port

with a hurricane coming!

I'm saved!

- Until the hurricane gets here!

- What are you guys sitting around for!

All hands on deck!

Batten down the hatches!

- The storm will be strong enough

to wipe out the entire City of Angels.

- Well that sucks!

- Actually, it blows!

(laughing)

The mayor has until morning to give me his answer.

But make no mistake about it, gross polluters of the ocean,

I will get what I want, come hell or high water.

And for you, hell is high water. (laughing)

- Our findings show that there's absolutely no evidence

to support Hurricane's claim.

(shutter clicking) - What about her claim that

she's built a cyclonic magnifier?

- Pure science fiction!

I have consulted with our state's leading meteorologists,

and they assure me there is no such thing

as a cyclonic magnifier! (laughing)

- But there is, Mr Mayor.

(ominous music)

Believe me, there is.

- [Squid] Hurricane, high pressure system

moving in from the south.

- How long until it's within range?

- [Squid] About an hour at most!

(alarm buzzing)

- Well, looks like we have company.

- [Squid] Who are they?

- [Hurricane] I don't know, but I'm going to find out.

Can I help you?

- I hope so, we're looking for Dr Waters.

- I'm Gail Waters, and you are?

- Detective Rafferty, CAPD.

This is my partner Detective Walker.

- Am I under arrest?

- No, nothing like that.

Angel Tech referred us to you,

they said you're a leading expert in marine biology?

- Well I have written a few books.

- Good, could we ask you a couple questions?

- [Gail] About what?

- Hurricane.

- Well hurricanes are tropical rainstorms

with high velocity winds ranging anywhere

from 74 to 185 miles per hour.

Now they're usually accompanied by thunder and lightning,

and they swirl clockwise in the Southern Hemisphere

and counterclockwise in the Northern Hemisphere.

- Doc, this is all wonderful,

but we were actually referring to a criminal,

who goes by the alias Hurricane.

- Criminal?

- Yeah, she's gone on TV threatening

to wipe out the entire city with

something called a cyclonic magnifier?

- I'm afraid I don't watch much TV.

- Regardless, is such a weapon of mass destruction possible?

- Theoretically, yes.

- Theoretically?

- Well, Hurricane could build a wind tunnel

with a capability of magnifying a high pressure system,

but that wouldn't be very practical without a power source.

One that would emit a mass of negative ions as energy.

- Well unfortunately Doctor, she's the power source.

- Then I would take her threats

very seriously if I were you.

Detective Walker?

- Eh, oh, I'm sorry.

I was just wondering what was under here.

- That's the reason I don't watch much TV.

- Excuse me?

- It's my telescope.

Its lens is highly sensitive to light

so I keep it covered during the day.

It protects it from exposure to the sun.

- Oh speaking of sunburn.

- I told you, you should've let me rub lotion on your back.

- It's a little bit late for that, isn't it Miss Walker?

- No.

Not really.

(sultry music)

- [Rafferty] Darcy, I don't need moisturizer.

- Yes, you do.

(scoffs)

- Is this gonna take long?

- I hope so.

- What?

- I said I hope no.

I mean not!

(keyboard keys clicking)

- Dr Waters!

High pressure system 300 miles and closing!

- Right on schedule.

How's the humidity?

- 85%, and rising.

- Excellent.

Power up.

(energy surging)

- Powered! (laughing)

- Lock on target.

(ominous music)

(laughing)

- Target locked!

- Standby.

- Standing by!

- Initiate.

(sighs)

(laughing)

(gasping)

- Initiating.

(laughing)

(sultry music)

- God you are so tense!

- I just feel so stupid.

- Well maybe next time you'll put on some sunblock.

- No.

Not about that.

About this.

- What, getting a back rub?

- Yeah, getting a back rub, it's just very,

(sighs) it's unprofessional.

- Why are you always so worried about being professional?

- You see that scar on my shoulder?

- Yeah.

- That's why.

- [Darcy] I don't understand.

- I had this friend in the precinct, Jim.

At the liquor store holdup,

the perp grabbed Jim by surprise and he took him as hostage.

And he put a gun to his head and he said

if I didn't throw down my piece he would blow off his head.

- What did you do?

- What the hell could I do?

You know I knew it was against policy

to throw down your gun but I,

I thought it would save Jimmy's life.

- Did it?

- He shot him in the head.

Point blank.

And I took a round in the shoulder.

And from that day forward,

I swore that I would never get too close to anyone again.

You see now all I got is a dog and I shoot him every year

and then get a new one and that way I don't get attached.

(chuckling)

- Wow.

And I thought, this whole time the reason you

didn't mix business with pleasure

was because you didn't care.

- No.

No Darc, it's because I do.

(thunder clapping)

(glass shattering)

(suspenseful music)

(wind roaring)

(electricity zapping)

(exclaiming)

- I don't like the wind!

(shouting)

- What are you doing!

- My laundry!

- But there's a hurricane coming!

- I know, all that water and wind

is gonna do my washing and drying!

- Come inside, fool!

- Hey now if I don't do it, nobody else will!

(gasping)

- What are...

What are the numbers?

- [Squid] Winds are at 47%,

cloud mass radiating 150 miles from center.

(laughing)

- Yes.

More!

Bigger! (energy surging)

(suspenseful music)

Come on! Feed!

Suck up that warm water!

(laughing)

Surf's up!

(tires squealing)

(electricity zapping)

- The storm known as Hurricane Hurricane,

has been classified as Class Seven.

It is now only 100 miles out,

and heading directly into City of Angels.

- I'd be safer on the Titanic!

- Hey, are you okay?

- Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

Just, my heart's beating a mile a minute.

- Mine too.

(thunder clapping)

I should go.

- What about the storm?

- Well, the storm's a storm, I'll be okay.

- Are you sure you just don't wanna stay here?

- I shouldn't stay here, it's not a good,

I mean you know with the storm and all

we're in a state of emergency so I should

really get back to the precinct.

- I know.

I'm just worried about you driving in this weather.

- Neither rain nor snow nor gloom of night

can stop me from making my appointed rounds!

Haha! (claps hands)

- Is that your mailman?

- No he's, he's my mechanic.

- You have a mechanic that makes house calls?

- It's a long story.

- You know I'd love to hear it sometime,

but I've gotta hit the road.

I'll call you from the station.

- Is that your type?

- No, that's, that's Steve, my partner.

- Good because he's too short for you!

And his body's all frumpy.

- What are you doing, driving my car in this weather?

- Well, how else am I gonna test the new storm deflectors?

Check it out, the system is

surge proof, waterproof, and hurricane proof!

The core is a microprocessor that

will detect masses of negative ions,

and produce a flux of positive ones

through the parabolic antenna.

- So the storm will be neutralized?

- Now you can stop Hurricane and her hurricane.

- Yeah.

If I only knew where she was.

- Well she's got to be close to the water,

so that her cyclonic magnifier can do its thing?

- Any idea what it would look like?

- Big, 15 feet tall and funnel shaped.

Like an inverted telescope.

- Telescope?

(suspenseful music)

- Why are you looking at me like that?

- Argyle, why would a marine biologist need a telescope?

- Got me, everything they study

is under the water, not over it.

- Exactly.

- You know something else?

Every scientist in this city that went to college

turned out to be a supervillain.

That's why I never went to college!

(suspenseful music)

- What the?

- Winds out of the South at 175 miles per hour and rising!

- The eye is three miles wide!

(laughing)

- Who knew that destroying the city would be such a breeze?

(laughing)

- Angel Bay will be cleaned up, just as you vowed!

- Not to mention the whole damn city!

- Computer, engage Stingray.

Fire.

(explosion)

(brakes squealing)

- Black Scorpion!

- Give it up, Hurricane!

- Never!

This city is going under!

- Sorry, you'll have to take a rain check.

- I don't think so.

Squids!

(laughing)

- Hurricane!

What are you doing?

- Destroying the machine.

- [Black Scorpion] Why!

- Because it's the only way you can stop the hurricane.

- I don't mean to rain on your parade,

but I know another way.

(grunting)

(laughing)

- I don't mean to make waves Black Scorpion,

but then again, maybe I do? (laughing)

(grunting)

Ha!

(glass shattering)

- Freeze!

- If you arrest me, the city drowns.

- What are you talking about?

- I know how to neutralize the storm.

- I don't believe you.

- You have to.

- If this is a trick, I swear to god--

- This is not a trick!

Engage Storm Stabilizer.

- What can I do to help?

- Get me that hose.

Okay, you ready?

Here it goes.

(exclaiming)

(magnifier exploding)

♪ Out came the sun ♪

♪ And dried up all the rain ♪

♪ The itsy bitsy spider ♪

♪ Went up the spout again ♪

- I don't believe it.

No damage, the storm didn't even touch it.

- What?

- The cruise ship!

It's honky dory and I leave first thing in the morning.

- Cap, Cap you okay?

- I think I'm gonna be seasick.

- There she blows!

(soft singing)

- I am a genius!

Thank you Hurricane!

- What are you thanking her for?

- For doing my laundry!

Fresh as an ocean breeze!

- You're pathetic.

- Yeah but at least I'm clean!

(humming)

(air hissing)

- Look at this, I've never seen the water so clear.

- It's a beautiful view.

- You know the Lieutenant,

that's what I used to call my dad,

he proposed to my mom right here at this very spot.

- Well, I have a proposal for you.

Dinner.

- Well what about your rule

not to mix business with pleasure?

- Well we both gotta eat, right?

What do you say?

- Okay you're on, anything but seafood.

- You got it.

(suspenseful electronic music)