All language subtitles for Adventures of Superman - 04x09 - Dagger Island

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NARRATOR:
The Adventures of Superman!

Faster than
a speeding bullet.

More powerful
than a locomotive.

Able to leap tall buildings
at a single bound.

MAN: Look! Up in the sky!
MAN 2: It's a bird!

WOMAN: It's a plane!
MAN 3: It's Superman!

NARRATOR:
Yes, it's Superman,

strange visitor
from another planet

who came to Earth
with powers and abilities

far beyond those of mortal men.

Superman, who can change
the course of mighty rivers,

bend steel in his bare hands,

and who,
disguised as Clark Kent,

mild-mannered reporter for
a great metropolitan newspaper,

fights a never-ending battle

for truth, justice
and the American way.

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Well, I suppose you all know
why we're here.

Sure, we're here to hear
the reading of the will

of our late,
lamented cousin,

the famous and rich
James Craymore.

Whom none of us have seen
in over 20 years.

Well, that's
probably because

he didn't much approve
of any of us.

Mickey, a lowly cabdriver--

What's the matter
with drivin' a cab?

Nothing.

Jeff, an underpaid
college instructor.

Underpaid, yes,
but at least respectable.

And yours truly,
Paul Craymore.

I guess I might be called
a playboy of sorts.

Nevertheless, as executor
of Mr. Craymore's estate,

it is my duty
to call you together

for the reading of his will.

I thought a lawyer
usually did that.

Not a newspaper editor.

In my youth
I took a degree in law,

though I never practiced.

What'd he do?

Leave it to some home
for homeless cats?

He left all his money,

one million dollars worth
of perfect diamonds,

to one of four persons.

You three and a cousin
named Jonathan Scag.

Jonathan Scag?

The Scags are another
branch of the family,

but I never heard
of anybody named Jonathan.

That's not surprising.

He's a hermit.

He's spent all his adult life
on Dagger Island.

Where's that?

Dagger Island is where
the diamonds are buried.

Now, the terms of the will are
that all of the clues

shall be given
to each of the four heirs.

So that each one
shall have an equal chance

to become sole heir
to one million dollars.

Boy, what I wouldn't do
for a million dollars.

Now, the clues will be read
to you one week from today

on Dagger Island.

You mean we gotta go
to this Dagger Island?

Where's it at?

The Caribbean.

It's a small tropical island,
about 10 miles square.

I understand
the climate is delightful.

Well, how do
we get there?

Transportation
has been arranged.

You'll go in a body.

Ooh, I don't like
that word "body."

Just who's supposed to give us
these clues, Mr. White?

Uh...a little green man
from Mars?

No, as a matter of fact,

Miss Lane here has the clues
in a sealed envelope.

She and Clark Kent,

another reporter
on this newspaper,

have been named umpires
in Mr. Craymore's will.

Well, uh, where is
this Clark Kent?

He's on an out-of-town
assignment.

He couldn't get back in time
for today's meeting.

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He'll be here in time to leave
with you all next Thursday.

He and Miss Lane have been
named as absolute umpires

in the treasure hunt.

They will have authority
to disqualify any of the heirs

who takes advantage
of the others

in an unsportsmanlike
or dishonest way.

Well, he sounds like
a very important man.

I look forward to meeting
this Mr. Kent.

Someone mention my name?

Clark.

You can't possibly be back.

Why, you were miles away.

Yeah, Mr. Kent.

How could you've
gotten back?

This is a modern age,
children. Haven't you heard?

I flew.

Uh, Kent, these are
the Craymore heirs,

with the exception
of Jonathan Scag.

Gentlemen.

You're familiar
with the situation, I believe.

Oh, completely, sir.

Chief, I'll betcha
a million dollars

this'll be
a very interesting trip.

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[PHONE RINGS]

Hello,
Lois Lane speaking.

Hello, Lois, this is Clark.

Oh, yes, Clark.

I'm just confirming
tomorrow's reservations.

I'm at the airport.

Oh, say, uh, will you hold
on a minute?

I'm just right in the middle
of a sentence--

[MUFFLED YELLING]

Hello.

Lois. Can you hear me?

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[SIGHS]

Are you all right,
Miss Lane?

Superman.

I guess so.

It was awful.

Those hands grabbed me,
and I couldn't breathe.

I know.
They used chloroform.

Then something
twice as deadly.

Cyanide gas.

You mean somebody
was trying to kill me?

I'm afraid so,
Miss Lane.

Why don't you go
into Mr. White's office

and lie down
and rest for a while.

The air's much clearer
in there.

All right.

[SIGHS]

I think I'll just stay here
and sort of get myself together.

All right,
Miss Lane.

Thanks again.
My pleasure.

Goodbye.

[WIND WHOOSHING]

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[DOOR OPENS]

Clark.

How did you get back here
so fast?

Well, what do you mean?

Golly, Miss Lane,
what's the matter?

Oh, a little rocky,
I guess.

Somebody just tried
to kill me.

What?
Great Caesar's ghost.

Who tried to kill you?

Well, whoever it was didn't
leave his calling card.

But he did take something.

The envelope with the clues
to the treasure hunt.

Well, obviously, it was
one of the three cousins.

He wanted to steal the clues

and beat the others
to the treasure.

There's just one thing.

Actually,
he hasn't got the clues.

The envelope in my purse
was just full of blank paper.

But the real envelope
is in the office safe.

How did you know?

It figures.

One thing we know
for sure.

We will have a killer
with us on Dagger Island.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

Gentlemen, I suggest
you watch this water castor.

It's all the water
we have with us.

Hey, is that where
the hermit lives?

I think it is, Jim.
Shall we go?

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Now, get outta here.

You and all your kit
and boodle.

Hey, now, just a minute--

Now, don't get smart with me,
young feller.

Are you Jonathan Scag?

Yeah.

And I don't allow no trespassi''
on Dagger Island.

This is private property.
It belongs to Old Man Craymore.

Not anymore it doesn't.
Not since he died.

Craymore dead?

He was just here
on his yacht a month ago.

I'll bet that's when
he buried his diamonds.

Diamonds?

I never seed him
bury any diamonds.

I'm sure glad
to hear that.

Otherwise, you just
might've gotten an idea

about digging them up
for yourself.

Why, you miserable...

CLARK:
Excuse me, Mr. Scag.

If I could have a word
with you in private,

I'd like to explain what we're
doing here on your island.

Yeah.

I don't like it, Jimmy.

That experience
I had back at the office

and now this awful Scag.

Yeah. He coulda
killed somebody,

shooting at us that way.

Jeepers.

Now, we got two guys with us
who wouldn't stop at anything.

Well, I've managed
to pacify Mr. Scag.

Lois, he's offered you
the hut for tonight.

The rest of us
will camp outside.

And we'll give them the
treasure clues in the morning.

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Mr. Scag!
Clark!

Mr. Scag, the water cask
in the hut is empty.

Well, that's mighty funny.

I'd swear it was half full.

Well, I hope
we brought enough.

Well, I'll make some coffee
and find out.

Good.
I'll go get
some wood for fire.

Clark!

Now what?
These are empty.

You sure?

Oh, fine.

And our boat
won't be back for a week.

We'd have to be camels to last
that long without water.

Whoever did this, Jimmy,
didn't plan on our lasting.

He wants all that treasure
for himself.

Well, much good it'll do him
without water.

Oh, I'm sure he has plenty
for himself, whoever he is.

Jeepers, if we could
only get word to Superman.

Sonny, on Dagger Island
you can't get word to nobody.

Superman
or nobody else.

You know, all of our water
comes in from the mainland,

and it's gone.

But you know...

There just might be some water
over at the ruins.

Ruins?
Where?

Well, that's that old Spanish
fort across the island.

It's right down there
at the end of the path.

And, uh, sometimes,
there's some rainwater

collects between the two walls,
but you can't get to it.

Because it's too steep
and narrow.

Sounds like
it's worth investigating.

I think I'll take a look
at that old fort.

MEN:
I'll go with you.

Uh, thank you,
gentlemen.

But, you know, exercise
increases your thirst.

Better conserve
your energies. Excuse me.

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[WIND WHOOSHING]

You know, I'd give
considerable to find out

which one of you varmints
emptied them water casks.

How do we know
you didn't do it?

Naw.

No, I don't think Scag's
bright enough for that.

More likely you or Jeff

or, uh, even myself,
for that matter.

Nice of you
to include yourself, Paul.

Look, even on this
kind of an island,

we're bound to find fresh water
if we dig deep enough.

Sure.

Dig 200 feet straight down

through sand
and volcanic rock.

Why don't you get your shovel
and go to work.

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I hear something funny.

Nothing but the wind
in the trees.

By the way,
where's Mr. Kent?

He oughta be back by now.

Probably off drinking
some of that water

he filched
from the rest of us.

CLARK:
Not quite accurate, Jeff.

I did find some water, however.

Water?
That's right.

Where'd you find it?
By the fort?

No, Lois. I found
a nice fresh spring

in a little clearing, oh,
about a hundred yards from here.

You said there wasn't
any water on this island.

Listen, I know Dagger Island
like the back of my hand,

and there is no fresh water
on the island.

Well, you better take another
look at the back of your hand

and then go look
at the spring.

Why--

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It's true!
Water!

I can't believe it!

It popped up all by itself,
sudden-like.

Or as though, uh, Superman
had decided to be of some help.

I'm afraid you're
incurably romantic, Lois.

Let's just be grateful
I stumbled on the spring.

I'm grateful, all right,
but there's just one thing.

Now, we'll never know who
destroyed our water supply.

Even if it was you,
huh, Jeff?

Or Mickey.

Or Cousin Scag.

He lives on this joint,

and he didn't even
tell us about the spring.

I never knew
it was here before.

Nice bunch
of relatives I got.

Well, I say let's
fill the cask

and get on
with the treasure hunt.

I need the money.

And I say
you're absolutely right.

Lois, I believe you have
the sealed envelope?

Oh, I hid
the real one.

I left it in the coffee pot
back at camp.

Thought if we had no water,
nobody'd bother the pot.

Smart girl.
Here we go.

All right, gentlemen.

If you're ready,
we'll read the clues.

Apparently,
they're in verse.

You figure them out

for the prize of one million
dollars in diamonds.

Okay, okay, let's start
with the poetry reading.

Thank you.

My arm is steady
My hand is calm

To find my treasure
Look for my palm

Is that all?

Maybe that's enough.

Hey, sport,
you live on this island.

Has it got anything
in the shape of a guy's hand?

You know, like this?

Don't be ridiculous.

It has nothing to do
with the shape of your palm.

It has to do
with a palm tree.

Oh, that's a big help.

There's probably a zillion
palm trees on this island.

There's more,
if you care to listen.

It's 20 feet
From base to treasure

On a line as straight
As the eye can measure

That's interesting.

But as Miss Lane pointed out,
which palm?

[CLEARS THROAT]

Am, uh...
Am I allowed to help?

Why, of course, Jimmy.

Well, uh, I remember
reading once

about a certain kind of palm

that the old, uh, pirates
and explorers used to call

the, uh, Captain's Palm.

Well, what about it?

Well, um, since Mr. Craymore
wrote the clues,

wouldn't ya call him
the captain?

How do ya distinguish
between this Captain's Palm

and any any other palm?

Well, it's, um...

It's an albino palm,
a freak of nature.

A white palm.

Mr. Scag, is there any
such palm on this island?

Yep. Yep.

There is.

Where is it, sir?

[LAUGHS]
I ain't tellin'.

I know where it is.

That gives me an edge
on the rest of you.

Don't be goofy, cousin.

You might as well tell us
and save us the time

because we just won't let you
out of our sight.

He's right, Scag.

Well...

[CHUCKLES]

I reckon so.

I reckon so.

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By golly, there is
such a thing.

And somewhere around here,
there's a million dollars!

Now, wait a minute.
There's one more verse.

The line is straight
But in which direction

The answer is up to
Your own selection

But I don't get it.

Of course, I don't like
poetry much nohow.

Personally, I'm gonna dig.

Well, luckily, the sand's only
a couple of feet deep.

Can't dig beyond that,
it's solid rock.

You know, uh, there's something
fishy about this whole thing.

Why do you say that, Jim?

Well, this business about
the Captain's Palm,

the albino tree...

But you said
you read about it.

I know.

But I, uh...

I made it all up
in my head.

You did what?
Why?

Well, I don't know.

I guess I just wanted
to get the ball rolling.

But, Jim, there it is,
big as life.

White palm tree.

Yeah.

MICKEY:
Yippee! Yahoo!

I found 'em!

I found 'em!

You found what?

The diamonds,
you silly old coot.

I dug 'em up.

Who are tryin' to fool?

Let me see 'em.

Come on, Mickey,
show 'em to us.

Keep away from me!
I don't have to show 'em.

They're mine.
I'm rich!

I'm a millionaire!

I wonder if he'd give me
an exclusive interview.

Hey!
Wait for me!

So Mickey won the jackpot.

A cab driver
with a million dollars.

Probably buy himself
an air-conditioned cab.

Why not, if that's
what he wants?

He can afford it now.

Well, I'm going back
to camp.

Not me.

I'm going down to the beach
for a swim.

Now, mind the sharks.

Sharks?

I'll take a sunbath.

You know what?

I got a hunch there's
a shenanigan going on here.

What do you mean?

Why do you say that?

Well, you and him
is the umpires.

You figure it out.

But it might make
the front pages.

Sorry, kid.

As the big wheels
always say,

no comment.

But It could mean
my whole career.

If you don't beat it
and leave me alone,

you ain't gonna have nothing
but a past.

Come on, now.
Let's get back to camp.

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But it won't cost you anything.

All you have to do is give me
a story about those diamonds--

Yeah, the diamonds.

Give!

Hey, you aren't Mickey.

Mickey didn't have 'em,

so he must've
given 'em to you.

Now, come on!
Hand 'em over.

No, he didn't
give me anything.

Come on!
Hand 'em over.

Look, he didn't give me
anything to hand over.

Search me!

All right, what'd you do
with 'em?

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[SIGHS]

That's the truth,
Mr. Kent.

I didn't really dig up
any treasure.

I just made out
like I found it.

In other words,
you were just trying

to eliminate competition
with the others.

Okay, okay,
so I'm a heel,

but I'm no killer.

I sure hope that Olsen kid
didn't tangle

with the guy who slugged me.
Olsen!

You mean Jimmy was with you
when it happened?

Can you get him back to camp?
Yeah.

All right, Olsen.
Where are the diamonds?

I told you,
I don't know anything.

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I wasn't even trying
that time, kid.

You haven't got a chance.
You better talk.

I've got nothing
to talk about.

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I'll give ya five seconds, kid.

One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

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Okay, so I tried
to pull a fast one,

and it didn't work out.

But I'd still like to find
the joker who conked me.

I know what ya mean.

I knew he didn't find
them diamonds.

How did you know?

Oh, I just figured.

Well, anyway, I guess we better
start diggin' again.

I don't think that will
be necessary.

See, uh, I have a pretty good
hunch where those diamonds are.

What?
You do?

Now, wait just a minute.

If I point out
the exact spot, do I win?

According to the rules,
if you find the diamonds,

you win the treasure.
Okay.

Now, you all remember the part
of the verse that goes,

The line is straight
But in which direction

The choice is up
To your own selection

So?
What about it?

I say they're 20 feet
straight up

in that single white coconut
on the white palm.

Jeepers, I'll climb up
and get 'em.

Now wait.

I'll save you the trouble.

[GUNSHOT]

Well, I'll be hanged.

So they was there.

You should know.

You put 'em there,
Mr. Craymore.

Oh.

So you know
who I am, huh?

That's right.

How'd you guess it?

Well, let's just say

that I'm pretty good
at seeing through things.

Yeah.

Well, I've played
my little game.

Fact of the matter is that

I painted that
palm tree white myself.

But that doesn't change
the rules of the treasure hunt.

You solved the riddle,

so therefore, you're entitled
to the treasure.

Well, thank you
very much, sir.

But, uh, these will bring a lot
more than I need right now.

So, if you don't mind, I--

I think I'll share 'em
with the others.

So that's the reason
I set up the deal.

I wanted to find out
how you all would react.

Who was a coward.
Who was brave.

Who was selfish.
And who was generous.

And who was
a dangerous criminal.

That's the one you won't
have to give a share

of those diamonds to.

He'll have no use
for 'em in prison.

Prison?
For what?

For trying to hurt
Lois and Jimmy.

For draining
our water supply.

And for hitting you
on the head.

Who do you think
it might be?

By the simple process
of elimination,

there are only
two suspects left.

Myself and Clark Kent.

Nice try, Jeff.

Of course, I know
I'm not the guilty party.

You'll have a sweet time
trying to prove that I am.

According to Jimmy,
the man who tried to kill him

should have blisters
on his palms.

Not a blister.

How 'bout you, Jeff?

Still able to hold a gun.

Oh, I wouldn't do that
if I were you.

You're in enough trouble
as it is.

But those bullets
didn't even hurt ya!

He must be--
Fortunately, I took the liberty

of removing the slugs
from his cartridges.

He was only shooting blanks,

but it was enough
to convict him.

I might've known you wouldn't
walk into a loaded gun.

But you know
what's really amazing?

We actually got through
this whole thing

without any help
from Superman.

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