Supercar (1961–1962): Season 2, Episode 13 - King Kool - full transcript

The famous ape jazz drummer King Kool lives near a friend of Beaker's.

? Supercar ?

? With beauty and grace ?

? As fast as can be ?

? Watch him flying
through the air ?

? It travels in space
Or under the sea ?

? And it can journey anywhere ?

? Supercar ?

? It travels on land
Or roams the skies ?

? Through the heavens
mighty rage ?

? It's Mercury, manned ?

? And everyone cries ?



? It's the marvel of the age ?

? Supercar ?

Supercar!

[bomb explodes]

[drums beating]

- And now, the moment you've
been waiting for, folks.

I present to you, by courtesy
of Super Soap, King Kool.

[jazz music]

- Now Mitch, you've
gotta listen.

This King Kool, he's
the greatest.

Why Mitch, I believe
you're jealous.

You're a real cute monkey,
Mitch,

but you can't play the drums.

[jazz music]



Hey Mitch, you switched it off.

Say listen, I've got an idea.

I'll ask Dr. Beaker to
make a drum kit for you.

I can play the piano,
and I'll teach

you how to play the drums,
just like King Kool.

What do you say, Mitch?

A drum kit?
For a monkey?

Definitely not.

- But Dr. Beaker.
- And no buts, Jim.

You can talk me into most
things, Jimmy.

But this time, no.

Definitely and positively no.

[soothing music]

- Mitch?

Say Mitch, I haven't heard
Dr. Beaker go to bed yet.

Do you reckon he's making
that drum kit after all?

[drum music]

- What on earth is happening?

[drum music]

- Mitch, he's done it.

Dr. Beaker's done it.

He's made you a drum kit.

[drum music]

- [Dr. Beaker] Most
satisfactory, man.

[upbeat music]

- Well Doctor Beaker the major
overall that you carry on

out on Supercar's engines
is just great.

She's flying like a bird.

Or as Jimmy would say,
real cool dad, real cool.

- Yes Mike, I must
confess I'm very pleased.

- I must say, Beaker,
it was very kind of you

to find time to make
Mitch's drum kit.

It certainly keeps Mitch
out of mischief.

And Jimmy does nothing else
but teach him how to play.

- Yeah, I'd never have believed

Jimmy would miss a test flight.

Man, he's really sent.

- I suppose so long as it brings

him happiness, it's
certainly all worthwhile.

But I really do think he's
wasting his time with Mitch.

Monkeys have a limited
intelligence, you know.

- Now come on, Mitch.

Just hit the drum with
the stick, okay?

Ready?

Now.
[drum beats]

That's fine, Mitch.

Now try the cymbal.

The cymbal, Mitch.

That's the cymbal, Mitch,
now hit it.

[cymbal crashes]

Come on now, Mitch, hit it.

[cymbal crashes]
[monkey screams]

[jazz music]

- That's great, King Kool.

You just get better
all the time.

Okay King, that's it
for tonight.

Guess you'd better get
back to your cage.

[monkey roars]
[chains clank]

- Now Mitch.

This is it.

This is your big day.

Now don't worry, you haven't got

a TV audience to worry about,
only the Supercar team.

- Well folks, I guess
today is the great day.

- Yes indeed.

I just hope it won't
be too painful.

You know, monkeys have a
very limited intelligence.

- Yes, yes, Beaker, we've heard
all that many times before.

But Jimmy wants to give
us a demonstration.

And I think the least we can
do is to sit and listen to him.

- Well of course.

The results might be
quite surprising.

After all, he has been training
Mitch now for three weeks.

- Well, it would
never surprise me

if he was better than King Kool.

Come on, let's go in
and find out.

Now, remember, Mitch.
Play cool.

Real cool.

Okay, Mitch, they're all here.

Here we go.

Are you all ready, folks?

- All ready Jimmy, and looking
forward to enjoying the show.

- Yes indeed, Jimmy.

But of course, we all
realize that--

- [Altogether] Monkeys have
a limited intelligence.

- And now, let's get on
with the show.

Okay Jimmy, let's go man.

- And now, by the courtesy
of our sponsor, Supercar,

we are proud to present Musical
Mitch and All That Jazz.

[drum music]

[jazz music]

[audience applauds]

- Encore!

- Wonderful, wonderful!

- Like cool man, like, cool.

[blues guitar music]

- Say Mitch.

There's a write-up here
about King Kool.

He lives right close in
Batesville, down at Lincoln

down at Lincoln Drive.

Say Mitch, do you hear me?

[snores]

Gee, I guess the
excitement of the day's

been too much for you, Mitch.

Come to think of it,
I'm pretty tired myself.

Goodnight, Mitch.

[light switch clicks]

[sad comical trumpeting]

- As usual professor, a
very good meal.

- Thank you, Beaker.

- And now if you and Mike
are staying into tonight,

I think I'll go into Batesville

to see my old friend,
Professor Harlow.

- Say, doesn't he have
some sort of observatory

set up and studies the
stars, and all that jazz?

- He does indeed, but
I do wish you wouldn't

be so flippant about it, Mike.

- And please, don't make a
noise, Beaker, when you return.

I would like a good
night's sleep for once.

- If nothing else, gentlemen,
I am always

most considerate when
other people are sleeping.

Goodnight.
[door slams]

[somber music]

[soothing music]
[door slams]

[car engine starts]

[car engine starts]

[car engine roars]

[car engine sputters]

[car engine roars]

[dramatic music]

- I must say it's very
nice to be out on my own.

There's nothing like
driving through the desert,

knowing there's not another
living soul for miles around.

[dramatic music]

[crickets chirping]

[laughs]

- Well, Dr. Beaker, shall
we make our way

over to the observatory?

[door squeaks]

[drum music]

Hi! I'm musical Mitch
from the Supercar Lab.

I'm King Kool - King of Jazz

Yeah. I know -
say Dad, how's the scene?

Sad Dad - real sad
I'm in Bluesville

How I can help man?

Just let me out, cat,
the bolt is on the door

Leave it to me King,
I gotta truck standing by

[dramatic music]

- I must say, Harlow,
it was very nice

of you to invite me over.

- [laughs] Not at all.

As a matter of interest, Doctor,

according to my
consultation with the stars,

the Supercar laboratory
will be visited by a tall,

[giggles] dark,
[giggles] stranger.

[car speeding]

- A most interesting evening.

Most interesting.

Fascinating, watching
the stars in the heavens.

Of course, I don't really
believe in this astrology stuff.

A tall, dark stranger indeed.

[chuckles]

What utter nonsense.

[dramatic music]

[dramatic trumpet music]

[dramatic music]

[bright music]

- Ham and eggs for you, Mike?

- Thanks professor,
two eggs please.

- Right, Mike.

Beaker, I do wish you
wouldn't shaves in the kitchen.

How man y times have I told you?

- I am so sorry, Professor.

I got in so late last
night, that I thought

I'd be late for breakfast.

- Professor Popkiss!

Something terrible has happened.

[dramatic trumpet music]

- I would never have
believed it possible.

- What is it, Doc.?

- It's Mitch!

He's grown to at least
twice his size.

Into the control room, quickly!

Who knows, he might be violent.

[dramatic trumpet music]

- King Kool!

You've shrunk!

Say, what goes on?

- Poor Mitch!
We must help him in some way.

- Help him?

Do you realize he will
probably have

the strength of a gorilla?

[glass shattering]
[monkey roaring]

As I fearing.

He has turned violent.

Guns, and get the guns.

This has got to stop.

- Dr. Beaker, I've got an idea.

[glass shatters]
Will you give me two minutes?

Please, just two minutes.

[monkey grunting]
[bomb explodes]

[instruments smashing]

[monkey grunts]

[bomb explodes]

- Okay Jimmy, I've
got you covered.

- Okay, Mike.

[monkey roars]
[shelf thuds]

Don't shoot unless you
have to, will you?

- Don't worry, Jim,
we're as fond

of Mitch as you are, you know.

[monkey roars]

[furniture crashes]

- You speak for yourself.

[monkey grunts]

[glass shatters]

[jazz piano music]

- Now no chances, Mike.

He is dangerous.

- Just one false move.

[monkey grunts]

- Get ready, Mike.

He's going to pounce
at any moment.

- Well, come on Mitch,
what are you waiting for?

Pick up the drumsticks.

[monkey grunts]

[jazz piano music]

[jazz music]

- Oh well, now who's a fool?

[jazz music]

- You know, I just
don't get it, King Kool.

You're better than ever.

Man, you're the ultimate.

You may be just half pint,

but you're real great,
King, great.

But we've got a
real problem, King.

What am I gonna say to
the sponsors?

And what about
the TV audience?

Boy are we in trouble.

I guess it's goodbye
to our contract, King.

Just as we were hitting
the big time.

[cymbal crashes]

- Gee!

I guess you enjoyed
the food, hum?

- It's quite remarkable the
way Jimmy's handling this.

Even though he is this
gigantic size.

- The problem is going to be
feeding him, 3000 bananas.

- Okay, Mitch.

Now you can have your
special treat, nuts.

[monkey roars]
[glass shatters]

- Professor, did you see that?

- Yes, Beaker, I did.

- Did it seem rather odd to you?

- I've never known Mitch
to refuse nuts,

no matter how much he's eaten.

- Say listen, do you think
it's possible that maybe he--

- Isn't Mitch.
- Not Mitch?

- I think you're right.

I don't think this is Mitch.

- But if he isn't Mitch,
who is he, Jimmy?

- Well Professor, there's
only one other monkey

or gorilla that can
play the drums.

And that's King Kool.

[monkey roars]

- So Mitch is quite safe then.

Oh, what a relief.

Wonderful.

I don't know how they
switched around,

but they managed it somehow.

Yes.

Yes, we're flying Kool back to
you right away in Supercar.

[engine booms]

- Charging two.

[engine booms]
5000.

Seven, nine, 11,

13, 15,000.

Fire two.
[engine booms]

- Opening roof doors.

[machinery whirs]

The roof doors' open.

- Full boost vertical.

[engine whooshes]

- Gee, I sure hope King Kool
behaves himself, Dr. Beaker.

- Well Jimmy, you seem to have

calmed him down quite a lot.

And he appears to be quite safe.

- Supercar to base,
Supercar to base.

Setting course for Batesville.

Bud Hamburger, here we come.

- Roger, Mike, calm air
over Batesville.

- Professor!

The gorilla's gone crazy,
he's trying to strangle me!

We're going out of control!

[jet engine zooming]

Let go of me, you brute,
we're gonna crash!

- Mike, switch over to
remote control!

[jet engine zooming]

- It's no good, Professor!

I can't reach the remote
control switch!

- I've got an idea, Dr. Beaker.

Switch the microphone on
and leave it on.

- What is Jimmy up to?

It's only a matter of
seconds before Mike crashes.

[jet engine zooming]

- Let go, you crazy
mixed-up ape!

[jazz music]

All is well, Supercar
back under control, folks.

[dramatic music]

Well, he gave me a pretty
rough time on the way over.

But I guess that was
because he didn't want

to come back to be
locked up again.

- [Bud] I sure wish I didn't
have to lock him up again.

- Well, Jimmy's done a
pretty good job

of taming him, Mr. Hamburger.

Why not give it a whirl?

- Okay, it's a deal.

As from now, King Kool stays

right here in the house with me.

No more cages for you, King.

And thanks Mike Mercury,
for everything.

Say, if there's anything I can

do in return, you just
say the word.

- Well, there is one thing.

Jimmy's crazy about your act.

And it would sure
give him a thrill

to come down to the TV
studio for one of your shows.

- Be my guest!

Boy, we'll really have a ball.

- My goodness, I'm so excited.

I can't wait for the
show to begin.

- This is APF-TV, your
local television station.

And now we present to
you the show

you've all been waiting for,
folks.

The Bud Hamburger
Super Soap Show.

[claps hands]
- Bravo, bravo!

- And this week, we have a very

special surprise for you all.

First, your favorite and mine,
King Kool.

[drum music]

Together with Musical Mitch.

[drum music]

And finally, I am very
proud to present

the world famous Supercar
team, and All That Jazz.

[trumpet music]

[jazz music]

[jet engine zooming]

Subtitles: Kilo

? Supercar ?

? With beauty and grace ?

? As fast as can be ?

? Watch him flying
through the air ?

? It travels in space ?

? Or under the sea ?

? And it can journey anywhere ?

? Supercar ?

? It travels on land ?

? Or roams the skies ?

? Through the heavens'
mighty rage ?

? It's Mercury, manned ?

? And everyone cries ?

? It's the marvel of the age ?

? Supercar ?

Supercar!

[jet engine zooms]