Doom! Show yourself, you coward.
Where's Susan?
Ow! Watch it, hothead. You're cooking my corns.
Uh! This is pretty uninspired.
The big, bad Doctor Doom kidnapping me just to lure us to your wretched island.
I'm sorry to involve you in the timeworn damsel-in-distress cliché.
I feel the only thing missing is the onrushing train.
However, sometimes expediency outweighs originality.
Now, with your permissión...
Blast! This thing has neutralized my force field.
But if I can still project invisibility...
Oof! Why, you mangy metal maggot!
Well, I'll be a blue-eyed...
- Hey, Stretcho! I found Susie. - What? Where, Ben?
In the basement.
- Where's the entrance? - Funny you should ask.
Well! A neuro-stimulator.
- Sue, darling! - We've got to get off this island.
Doom set that nuclear bomb to go off any second.
Hmm. If I can defuse its detonator...
Hey! You heard the lady, Stretcho. Time's a-wastin'.
Let's hustle our little blue tushies!
But...
Doom's ship!
It's going to be a long walk home now.
Yeah, but if we stay at this rumble we're gonna be the Fire-Roasted Four.
Goodbye, Fantastic Four. Time to join the choir invisible.
[cackles]
Doctor Richards? Doctor Richards.
Stand back! Sue! Ben! Johnny!
- Huh? - What's going on?
My arms! They won't stretch!
Flame on!
Nothing's happening.
I can't make myself invisible.
Argh! All right. Who short-sheeted me?
Hey! When did this come down?
- All of you, calm down, please. - [Ben] Who is this guy?
You're in the infirmary of a navy sub. We picked you up at sea yesterday.
The infirmary? We're at sea?
Ah! I remember now, darling: Doctor Doom's island. The bomb.
[Reed] And the radiation somehow disabled our powers.
Yeah! And turned one of us from a chunk to a hunk!
Oh,! Sorry, Susie!
But without our powers, the Fantastic Four is...
Kaputski.
- You have got to get some rest. - No time, darling.
I've duplicated the neuro-stimulator Doom used to hold you prisoner.
If I can reverse its action I just might be able to restore our powers.
Sounds good to me. Although, frankly, Ben seems a lot happier without them.
- Oh! Excuse me. Didn't notice you. - Hey.
Oh. Thanks, buddy. You don't know how good that is to hear you say that.
Here you go, Alicia, baby.
Tutti-frutti for my cutie!
- Oh, I'm having such a good time today. - Yeah.
But with your powers gone, what will become of you and your friends?
Reed's working on some stuff. We're gonna be fine.
- I'm not so sure. - Hey, beautiful, enough fretting!
Let's have some fun. I'm back to normal, look! I'm loving every second of it.
Hey, and speaking of love, baby...
Mommy, look at that big ugly orange thing!
Hey! What...
Well, that kinda puts the kibosh on the mood of the moment, don't it?
I know how you feel, pal.
I know just how you feel.
[Doctor Doom] A toast, Boris.
To Reed Richards and the Fantastic Four,
who have of late passed on to the undiscovered country.
Bereft of their interference, I'm free to bring much-needed peace and order
to a worid gone mad.
- Master. - You may speak.
Our sources report the Fantastic Four survived the liquidation of Island TR5.
Reed Richards, alive?
Your plan to destroy them has failed, master.
Failed.
Doctor Doom does not fail.
And without their powers, the Fantastic Four will be helpless...
If their old enemies found out. I understand.
[Alicia] Oh, Matt. You've always been there for me in the past.
I'm frightened for my friends and hoped you might have some advice.
- I actually might be able to help... - Hey! Listen, Mr. Lawyer Man.
I let myself be dragged here 'cause it was important to Alicia.
And in case you hadn't noticed, pal, you're blind.
I don't see how you're gonna exactly be a big help to the Fantastic Four.
We never asked for no hand-outs before.
And we're not gonna start now!
- Matt, I'm sorry. - It's all right.
Sometimes we blind people see things more clearly than those with sight.
All right, now, don't worry. I've got a friend who can help.
A very close friend.
- [Reed] OK, Ben, this way. - Gotcha, pal!
Aw, nuts!
I'll never get the hang of this crummy outfit. Why do I have to wear it?
Because its hydraulic exoskeleton will give some semblance of your old powers.
The same way Johnny has his flame rig and Sue her invisibility simulator.
Aw, well, jeez. I feel like a muppet!
Okay, I'm sorry, but until we find a way to get our real powers back
we don't let our enemies know how vulnerable we are. Or...
Or something like that will happen? Aw, gee-whiz.
Hey!
I can't hold it!
I've got it covered.
I think I've finally got this doohickey figured out.
Oh!
Uh, you'd better check on that warranty.
[Susan] We've got to get out of here!
I can't see! This smoke's too thick. I'll try to light the way. Follow me.
- This a private party? - Daredevil!
Alicia's friend Murdock asked me to keep an eye on you.
[Ben, coughing] I told that shyster we didn't need his help.
[Johnny] Yeah! The day the FF can't handle things...
Now, if everyone has had their say...
Grab hands and follow my lead.
[Reed] Amazing, Daredevil. How did you find your way through?
Call it a gift. It came with the red suit.
- Aw, nuts! Look up there! - [Johnny] It's Doctor Doom's airship!
That's who has been spit-balling us!
[Susan] Doom's taken over our building!
He's in my lab!
He must have used my biogenetic tracker to find us.
Yeah? Maybe it was that note you left saying "We're at the warehouse. "
Oh, man. Take a look at that!
The Fantastic Four will now perish, by the hand of Doctor Doom!
[Reed] We're not totally helpless.
- We've still got the... - [Susan] Oh, no!
[Reed]... Fantasticar.
- [Susan] Doom's got remote control! - [Johnny] Eat dirt!
[Reed] Head for the garage!
[Daredevil] Heads up, Ben.
Thanks, pal! That would have been one ugly hero sandwich.
Whoa!
[Doom] Hmm. Impressive but futile.
It's curious: they haven't counterattacked.
No flaming torch. No annoyingly clever Reed Richards. Why?
[Reed] Doom's controlling our arsenal. We're sitting ducks wherever we go.
Doom is using my vortex ray!
This way!
[Johnny] How do you do that?
[Daredevil] Try to make it to the Baxter Building. I'll draw Doom's fire.
Hey! Doctor Doombell! This way.
Fire in the hole.
Where is Richards? And who is this meddlesome fool who fights for them?
Unless of course... they can't fight for themselves.
Of course! My bomb. The radiation. They've lost their powers.
Finally, Reed Richards...
[chuckles] on a silver platter!
[Johnny] They've evacuated the building.
And the mayor is letting us have first crack at the Doomster.
If I can retime the destabilizing ionizer on the neuro-stimulator
it just might be able to decay and reverse the radiation effects.
- If we can distract him until... - Say no more! Daredevil's the name.
Distraction's my game.
And if I don't make it, it's been a real slice of heaven, gang.
- Hang loose, heroes! - [Ben] Long john-wearing show-off.
Funny. A lot of people react that way to lawyers.
- [Susan] We're clear. - [Doom] Commendable.
Doom's dynamited the stairwell!
- Then let's just take our elevator. - No way! He'll hear the alarm.
That baby's rigged to blow!
We have no choice. Let's hope Daredevil keeps him too busy to notice.
Fool! Your reflexes are fast. Unfortunately not fast enough!
It's not exactly hi-tech, but hey, who's complaining?
So! The elevator!
Their miserable lives can now be counted in seconds.
Farewell, my Fantastic-less Four!
Doom's activated the detonator! The elevator's gonna blow!
[Ben] This elevator's gonna be pixie dust,
yet Stretcho is playin' with the buttons!
I looped the circuit back up to Doom. Now let's get out before he resets it!
Ow! Jeez! Why does everything always have to be such a close call?
Thirty-fourth floor. Doom is right over our heads.
- [Daredevil] Doom. - Fool!
Did you presume to catch me unawares?
- [Daredevil] Was it my breath? - You primrose popinjay!
You're too late. The Fantastic Four are dead!
And you are in time for your own demise.
[Daredevil screams in agony]
[Ben] Let go of him, you clinking can of crud!
Why, it's the formerly Fantastic Four! I see you've survived my little welcome.
Mere fists against my bionic armor. How prosaic.
Oh. Freezing. I can't move.
A true genius would have prepared for this exigency with insulated garments.
But as always, we both know which of us is the true genius.
I've made an interesting little improvement in your ventilation system.
I will now suck all the air out of the room.
And like the martyrs of Masada, you may watch each other die.
Have a nice day!
[strains] The stimulator! Got to... Argh!
Hey, Stretch, the gadget.
Come on, tell me how it works. Now!
No, Ben, let me! You'll become the thing again.
Sorry, Alicia!
Goin' somewhere, Doc?
Let go of me, you pathetic monstrosity!
You brainless baboon! Did you think me defenseless?
[electronic whining]
You are feeling the weight of the worid on your misformed shoulders.
My bipolar amplifier increases the force of gravity on you a thousandfold.
No! It's not possible!
You! You're the reason I'm the Thing again.
The reason Alicia ain't never gonna have a normal life with me.
Now you're gonna pay!
Ben! Wait!
[Johnny] Big guy, easy!
Back off, kid. This is between me and metalface!
Ben, please!
Let him go! We're not murderers.
You leave me no choice
but to act for the greater good.
I've just destroyed the fusión limiters from Reed Richards' dimensional reactor.
In one minute, it will tear the space- time continuum, reducing this building
- and, regrettably, most of Manhattan... - Follow me!
[Doom]... to cosmic dust!
Let it weigh on your souls.
Pity, really. [sighs]
I never did get to see Cats.
Ten seconds and Manhattan will be kitty litter.
Oh, boy.
Sue, it's up to you.
I've never tried anything this big before, but here goes.
He didn't get you, but your building is going to need a lot of spackle.
A whole new building is more like it.
We'd better make our next digs warp-proof.
Well... I guess I'd better go tell Alicia I'm not her dream man any more.
Oh, Ben. Alicia loves you for who you are, not what you look like.
Yeah. Huh.
Lucky her.