Supercar (1961–1962): Season 2, Episode 5 - Calling Charlie Queen - full transcript

? Supercar ?

? With beauty and grace,
fast as can be ?

? Watch it fly 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?



[engine roaring]

[ominous music]

Charlie Queen, this is Station
DWG calling Charlie Queen.

Emergency, require
immediately help.

Repeat, emergency, do you
hear me, over?

[whooping]

Charlie Queen, Charlie
Queen, do you hear me, over.

- It's a good thing we
have this checkup,

we don't want any
trouble tomorrow

when Supercar is on a mission
for the State Department.

- I guess it's quite an honor
that Supercar's been chosen

to carry him on this
important mission.

- We're over Black Rock now,
opening roof doors on remote.

- [Radio] Charlie Queen,
Charlie Queen,



will somebody please answer?

- Mitch!

Oh, Mitch, you've smoked
all my best cigars.

[whooping]

- Mitch seems to be excited
about something, Jimmy.

- Yeah, I'd better go and
see what's wrong with him.

What is it, Mitch, what's
bothering you?

[whooping]

- Guess he must have heard
something over the speaker

while we were away.

- It would seem so, Mike,
but from who?

We aren't expecting any calls.

- Charlie Queen, calling
Charlie Queen.

I haven't much time.

Will any station hearing
my call please answer?

I am desperate.

He'll be back soon.

Please help me.

Please answer me.

[dramatic tones]
Oh.

[Mysterious Figure] You've
been a naughty boy again,

haven't you, Hopkins?

I'm going to have to lock
you up in your cage again.

- No please, sir, not that.
Not that again.

[dramatic tones]

Oh, that's great, Doc. So you've
actually located the spot

where that call came from.

- Well, only approximately.

Lucky they left their
transmitter switched on

for a few moments so I
was able to track it.

- I must say, that is the
first time I've actually heard

anyone calling Charlie Queen.

- Who's Charlie Queen?

- Charlie Queen, Jimmy,
it isn't a person.

It's a codename.

- But what does it
mean, Dr. Beaker?

- Well, Jimmy, anyone
hearing Charlie Queen

knows that the man
sending the message

wants to make contact
with another radio station,

any station that happens to
be listening in at the time.

- Okay, Doc., cut the
explanations.

There's a guy in some sort of
crazy situation who needs our help.

- But, Mike, it may be a hoax.

And you've got this important
assignment tomorrow morning.

- The call came from
somewhere around Petersville,

which is only about 300
miles from here.

We could be there and back
within an hour.

- Well what are we waiting for?

[heroic music]

1,000.

9,000.

13,000.

15,000.
- Interlock operating.

- Roger, interlock up.

- Emergency charge, fire both.

[thrusters booming]

- Opening roof doors, Mike.

Say, where's Mitch, professor?

- I don't know, Jimmy.

And please don't worry
about this now,

let's get Mike away and
then we'll look for him.

I'm sorry, professor.

Roof doors open.

Thank you, Jimmy.
Half boost vertical.

[engine roaring]

Height, 3,000 feet, changing
to horizontal flight.

- Roger. Mike, call
again when you've landed.

- Roger, will do.

- What do you think
they'll find, professor?

Do you really think
there's a man in a cage?

- I don't know, Jimmy,
but I have a feeling

that Supercar is heading for
one of its strangest missions.

Mitch.

Mitch.

Where are you, Mitch?

[ominous music]

Professor, I just can't
find Mitch anywhere.

What do you suppose has
happened to him?

- Oh don't worry. Jimmy. I
expect he's around somewhere.

Maybe he's playing on the roof.
He often does, you know?

- No, professor, I've
looked up there.

- [Mike] Supercar to base,
Supercar to base, do you hear me?

- Excuse me, Jimmy, Mike must
have arrived at Petersville.

- Supercar to base,
Supercar to base.

I'm approaching Petersville.

I'm land near the town at the
spot suggested by Dr. Beaker.

We'll call you again
in about half an hour.

- [Rudolph] Roger, Mike,
good luck.

- Hold tight, doc, going down.

[engine whirring]

[ominous music]

- Now, if my
calculations are correct,

Mike, I think the place we
are looking for

will be about half a mile
south of here.

- Look. Doc., there it is.

- [Horatio] Yes, Mike,
that must be it.

It's the only place for
miles around.

- Yeah, and there's the
radio aerial on the roof.

[ominous tones]

Gee, this place gives
me the creeps.

- Mm, I wonder if
anyone lives here.

- Well, let's find out.

[bells chiming]

[whooping]

- Well, no reply.

- Let's try again, doc,
and remember, play it cool.

[bells chiming]

[gears cranking]

[ominous music]

- Good afternoon, gentlemen.

It isn't often I get
visitors up here,

can I help you?

- Well, as a matter of fact,
we are conducting a survey,

of all amateur radio
stations in this area.

And we couldn't help
noticing your antennae.

- You do have an amateur
radio station here don't you?

- I know why you've come.

Let's be frank about it.

You received a distress call.

- So?

- Well now, won't you come in?

And I'll explain it all to
you over a hot cup of coffee.

- Fine, Mister...
- Karloff.

Professor Karloff.

[whooping and hollering]

- Hey, what do you make
of this guy, Doc.?

- Well, he seems
pleasant enough, Mike.

- Yeah, but his
explanation better be good

about this distress call.

- Mike, we are being watched.

Behind the curtain.

[ominous tones]

- Okay, come on out with
your hands up.

I'll give you three
seconds to come out.

One.

Two.

Three!
- [Mitch screaming]

- Mitch.

- Just in time for coffee.

- I see I have another visitor.

I'll get another cup.

- Well, Mike should be
calling any moment now.

- I sure do hate waiting,
professor.

I wish I was with 'em.

- I know what you mean,
Jimmy, I often feel like that.

Tell you what, Jimmy, how
about making some coffee?

- Sure thing, professor.

[ominous music]

Hmm, that was a delicious cup
of coffee, Professor Karloff.

Most unusual flavor,
but delicious.

- And now, professor,
you were going to explain

how a radio distress call
call happened

to be transmitted
from this house.

- Yes, Mr. Mercury, so I was.

But it doesn't matter now.

Because, you see, in
a few moments,

you will hardly be
able to hear me.

The coffee you all have
so enjoyed was drugged.

- Drugged?

- Yes, gentlemen, drugged.

Soon, you will be in
a deep sleep.

[giggling]

And then my
experiment will begin.

[laughing]

[groaning]

[whooping]

[giggling]

You will soon be having some
little friends, Hopkins.

[dramatic music]

My second experiment has
been a success.

And now, all I have to do
is to put my new formula

into the main drinking
water supply of each city.

And bit-by-bit the whole
of the American continent

will become a land of
miniature people.

And I shall be their leader.

- Psst, psst, hey, hey.

Wake up.

[groaning]

- Hey. what goes on around here?

[somber music]

Hey, is this some sort
of crazy dream?

- I'm afraid not.

Let me introduce myself,
my name's Hopkins.

I'm Professor
Karloff's assistant.

At least I was.

- Were you the one that
transmitted that message?

- Yeah, that's right.

But it looks as if all I've
done is to make matters worse.

- Good heavens.
What's happened?

Where is Mike?

And Mitch?

I've shrunk.

But its impossible,
quite impossible.

Mike.
Mike.

- [Mike] The other end
of the bench, Dr. Beaker.

Oh, thank heavens,
he's still alive anyway.

- So the professor tried
out the formula on you

and succeeded in reducing
you to 1/3 your normal size,

and now he's got this crazy
scheme to turn America

into a land of miniature people

with himself as their leader.

- That's right.

And the thought of so much
power has affected his mind.

- Yeah, he's crazy all right.

- Mike, what's happened to us?

- We've fallen into the crazy
professor's trap, Dr. Beaker.

This situation is gonna
take some getting out of.

- Well, Jimmy, it looks as if
they've met with some problem.

We should have heard
from them by now.

- What are we gonna do,
professor?

- Well, let's give them
another hour,

Jimmy, and then if
we don't hear,

we'll go and
investigate ourselves.

[whooping]

- Quiet, Mitch.

Well, Mitch is all right,
Mike, apart from his size.

- Great, now come on, Doc.,
we've gotta work fast.

We've gotta get help.

We must try and get a
message to the laboratory.

- It's no good, Mike Mercury.

The professor's put the
transmitter out of action.

- He fixed the
transmitter did he?

Well, now it's up to us
to repair it isn't it?

That cable, Mike, that cable
must lead to the transmitter,

which appears to be
somewhere under the bench.

Mike, if you and
Mitch keep watch,

I'll go down and see if I
can fix the transmitter.

- Okay, doc, but be careful,

it's a long drop down
to the floor.

- Well, here goes, Mike.

[tense music]

- You okay, Doc.?

- Yes, all is well.

I've found the transmitter.

Now, all I've got to
do is to get inside it.

- Don't make too much noise.

The professor will hear you.

- [Horatio] Okay, Mike,
I'm inside the transmitter.

- Good for you, Doc.

- Hm, satisfactory.

Mm-hmm, most satisfactory.

- Well, Jimmy, they are
obviously in trouble.

Let's get the truck out and
drive over there right away.

- Okay, professor.

- Okay, Mike, I've fixed it.

- Good work, Beaker.

Supercar Lab, this is
Mike Mercury calling.

Supercar Laboratory.
Supercar Laboratory.

This is Mike Mercury calling,
do you hear me, over.

Supercar Laboratory.
Supercar Laboratory.

This is Mike Mercury calling,
do you hear me, do you hear me?

[engine rumbling]

How long you reckon It'll take
us to get there, professor?

- Now let me see,
we've been driving

for about three and
a half hours.

I should think another
hour will do it, Jimmy.

- You know, professor, I'm
still worried about Mitch.

- Oh don't worry too much,
Jimmy, he'll turn up.

Our main concern is Mike and
Dr. Beaker at the moment.

- Let's analyze the situation, Doc.

You're sure the
transmitter was working

when I tried to contact the
Supercar Laboratory, huh?

- Quite sure, Mike, quite sure.

- So we can only assume
that the professor

and Jimmy guessed we
were in trouble

and are on their
way over, check?

- Check.

- You must warn
your friends, Mike.

Otherwise, they'll fall
into the same trap.

- Oh, it's too late.

We better think up
something else.

- Well, Professor
Karloff has a formula

that could restore us to
our normal size,

but I'm afraid that my
scientific knowledge

isn't great enough to
enable me to understand it.

- Now wait a minute, you
may not understand it

but I'm sure Dr. Beaker would.

Where is it?

- In the formula book
on the bench.

- Beaker, you have
approximately one hour

in which to make up
this formula.

[dramatic music]

- Quiet.
It's Professor Karloff.

Just behave normally.

- Ah, I see you've all
settled down nicely.

Just behave yourselves and
you'll come to no harm.

- Now, Jimmy, when we get
there we'll probably find

that the message came
from a house.

- Yeah, and we'll know which one,

'cause it'll have a big
antennae on the roof.

- That's right, Jimmy.

We don't want to
arouse suspicion,

so I suggest that we pretend
that we are conducting

a survey of all amateur
radio stations in the area.

- Gee, that's a swell idea,
professor,

then they'll invite us in

and we can find out
what's happened.

- That's it, Jimmy, and
let's hope it works.

- Ah, satisfactory,
most satisfactory.

Half a gram sudate hydresium.

When you've done that, Mike,
we need to heat some water,

and with a process
of hydrolysis,

produce 10 fluid
ounces of vaculin.

- Okay, doc, I'll light
the bunsen burner.

Hey, what time do you make it?

- Oh dear, Mike, it's 10
minutes after nine o'clock.

The professor and Jimmy
will arrive soon.

We must hurry.

- We must hurry, professor,
they could be in danger.

- This isn't Supercar,
Jimmy, I'm doing my best.

- Satisfactory,
most satisfactory.

. - Yep, so far so good.

What next, Doc.?

- What next?
Mm, yes.

We now have to mix the
liquid with the chemicals

that you have measured
out and then pour

onto it some trybothine.

The mixture will then
automatically ignite

and when the flames die
away, we will be left

with a jelly-like substance.

It is this jelly-like substance

that will restore us to
our normal size.

We hope.

- Trybothine.

Glyciril.

Memsanol.

Chrystalline.
Citrinate.

Potassimul nyhide.

Hydromic acid.

Morphinal.

No trybothine, Doc.

- No trybothine?

But there must be, it says
so in the book.

- It isn't here, Doc., unless
it's in a bottle unlabeled.

Do you know what it looks like?

- I'm afraid I don't.

I must confess, Ive
never heard of it before.

That's great. Without it,
we don't have a chance.

- We are three miles
from Petersville, Jimmy.

This is roughly the spot.

We'll stop here and take
a look 'round.

- Look, professor, there's
an old house over there

with an antennae on the roof.

- Yes, Jimmy, that's
probably it.

We'll drive up there.

Now, we must be very careful.

Leave all the talking
to me, Jimmy.

- We can go no further, Mike,

without the missing ingredient.

- You mean we've done
all this work

and because we cant find
the trybothine

it's all been wasted?
- I'm afraid so, Mike.

The mixture is
useless without it.

- Beaker, unless we return
to normal size,

we are powerless against
Professor Karloff.

Do you realize that he
could crush us in his hand?

- Yes, Mike, I realize.

What worries me is that
the professor

and Jimmy are in danger too.

[bells chiming]

- Yeah, and by the sound of
it they've arrived already.

- Now, Jimmy, don't forget
I do all the talking.

[gears cranking]

[ominous tones]

- Good evening, gentlemen.
- Good evening.

We are conducting a survey
of amateur radio stations

in this area and we noticed
the antennae on your roof.

You do have a radio
system here do you not?

- It's them all right.

- No doubt Karloff has
invited them in

for one of his special
cups of coffee.

- Hush, listen, Doc.

- [Karloff] This way, gentlemen.

- [Jimmy] Thanks,
Professor Karloff.

[whooping and hollering]

Quiet, Mitch!

- He's heard Jimmy's voice,
Mike.

It will be very difficult
to keep him quiet.

[whooping and hollering]

[booming]

[ominus music]

- Trybothine.
- I beg your pardon?

- Trybothine.

That stuff Mitch
dropped into the bowl

must have been trybothine.
Look at your finger, Doc.

It's normal size again.

- Good heavens, the
formula is complete.

Oh, good old Mitch.

- What do you make
of it all, professor?

- I really don't know, Jimmy.

Let's have our coffee and then

I'll start asking one or
two questions.

Hush, Jimmy, he's coming back.

[ominous music]

I must say it's very
good of you,

Professor Karloff to
take all this trouble.

- It works, Doc., you're
back to your normal size.

Come on, Mitch, it's
our turn next.

- Did these other
gentlemen tell you

where they were going,
Professor Karloff,

when they left you?

- Now, drink your coffee
while it's hot,

and I'll tell you all
about it afterwards.

- Of course, it ruins
coffee not to drink it hot.

Come, drink up, Jimmy.

[dramatic music]

- Don't drink it, professor.

Jimmy, put it down,
it's drugged.

- Mike.

[heroic tones]

- Mr. Hopkins, I've
gotta leave immediately.

I have to fly to
Washington within the hour.

- And I've got to
go too, Mr. Hopkins.

It's an important flight
that Mike is making

and we have to be in
the control room.

But I'm sure that you can
look after Professor Karloff

until the police arrive.

- Leave him to me, professor,
I'll take god care of him.

Hm, our visitors have certainly
made a mess of the lab.

Still, I'm glad they came.

Aren't you, professor?

Oh never mind, the
police will soon be here,

and then we'll bring you
back to full size again

so that you'll fit into a
full-size jail.

[triumphant music]

[engine roaring]

Subtitles: Kilo