All language subtitles for Adventures of Superman - 03x04 - Superman Week

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 1: 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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WOMAN:
All right, Superman.
That does it.

Think it'll make a good
poster for Superman Week?

I didn't know a portrait
could be so flattering.

You're twice
that handsome.

Don't be so modest.

Well, it's not easy to be
modest, with all the things

that have been going on
here this week.

Oh. I think Superman Week's
a wonderful idea.

Metropolis should
celebrate one every year.

Well, now,
that's an idea

I'll thank you
to keep to yourself.

[CHUCKLES]
All right.

But I just want to tell you
that it's really been an honor

having you sit for me.

And I'm sure Mr. Van Deglass,
the famous sculptor,

will be just
as thrilled as I am.

I'm the one
that's honored.

After all, Mr. Van Deglass
has made statues

of kings
and presidents.

I hear he's sculpting
a bust from photographs of you.

Yes, I have a date
with him later.

He wants to get
another look at my face

and fill in
the final details.

Oh, by the way,
when you see Mr. Kent,

will you thank him
for the use of his apartment?

Well, I think you can
consider him thanked.

And thank you for
the very fine portrait.

Oh, you're welcome,
Superman.

Goodbye.

Goodbye, miss.

Golly.

If I could only
fly like Superman

instead of taking
those hot subways.

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[PHONE RINGS]

Hello.

Oh, yes, operator,
thank you.

Hello. Is this
the rajah of Borgonia?

Well, I'm Lois Lane
of the Daily Planet.

It's Superman Week here
in Metropolis.

I'm calling you
because we're having

a testimonial dinner
in Superman's honor.

We thought it'd be nice
if all the people

he's ever helped sent telegrams
or cables of thanks.

Oh, then you do remember
the time he rescued

your herd
of sacred elephants?

Yes, rajah. Just send it
to Metropolis,

in care of
the Daily Planet.

Thank you very much.
Goodbye.

Hi, Miss Lane.
How's it going?

I had no idea how many people
Superman had helped

till I started going through
these clippings.

Only 295 calls
to go.

Operator, get me
Rio de Janeiro.

A three-hour
delay?

Well, place the call
and call me back.

[PHONE RINGS]

[ SIGHS]
Hello. Yes, sir.

All the boys
in your orphanage

are gonna sign
the telegram

thanking Superman for
building their playground?

Oh, that's
wonderful.

Thank you so much.
Goodbye.

Where are
you off to?

Nowhere.

You're in a big hurry
to be going nowhere.

Who's in a hurry?

Jimmy Olsen, you've got
something up your sleeve.

No, I haven't.
Look.

[PHONE RINGS]

[LAUGHS]

If you see
Clark Kent,

tell him
I could use an octopus.

Hello?

Yes, Your Highness,
that's right.

He prevented your palace from
crumbling in the earthquake.

We'd be terribly grateful
if you would.

Thank you.
Goodbye.

Well, where have
you been?

Where have I been?

I've been doing my bit
for Superman Week.

I may be suffering
under a delusion,

but I thought you worked for
the Daily Planet.

And there's a fellow named
Perry White around here,

editor-in-chief,
who thinks so too.

That's very funny.

Great Caesar's
ghost.

It's about time you showed up.
Did you get my memo?

No, sir.
Oh, here it is.

"See what you can dig up
on Sy--" Sy Horton, huh?

"According to
the underworld grapevine,

"he's up to some big caper.

Find out what.
Staying at 5867 Westlake."

And he's a tough
customer, so be careful.

Can Clark get on it
in the morning?

I need some help with
these Superman stories.

Can't Jimmy do that?

Oh, he just
took off.

Destination:
a big secret.

All right, Kent,
Sy Horton can wait.

But get with it
the first thing in the morning.

Yes, sir.

I'm the only editor
who ever paid anyone

to keep getting
into trouble.

Say, Jimmy didn't
see this, did he?

Well, I don't know.
He might have. Why?

Well, he'd be no match
for Sy Horton.

Oh, Clark, Jimmy's
not that silly.

You're just trying to
get out of helping me.

Here, get busy.

All right.

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Matthew.

Sit down.
You're bothering me.

Give me a match.

This waiting around
is driving me nuts.

When are we gonna
get out of here?

When I say so.

When will that be?

When I get things
figured out.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Go get it.

[KNOCKING CONTINUES]

Yeah?

Hi. The, uh--
The telephone company sent me.

What for?

Well, there's, uh,

something the matter
with your telephone.

We got a complaint from
a party trying to call you.

You got the wrong place, kid.
Our phone's okay.

Well, um, there's
trouble on the lines.

Sometimes the calls
come through,

and sometimes
they don't.

Can I check
your phone?

Okay, hurry
it up.

When did the phone company
start robbing the cradle?

Huh?
You're not
old enough to vote.

I may be young, but I can
sure fix telephones.

It's a young man's
business, you know.

While you're here,
you can untangle that cord.

Excuse me.

Who sent you?!

I told you,
the telephone company.

The way I remember it,

they always take
the cord off at the wall.

Oh, that's
the old method.

This is the new one I learned
in the efficiency course.

It works swell.
Watch.

Okay, who are you?!

I told you.

It won't work, kid.

"James B. Olsen," reporter
on the Daily Planet.

What are you
snooping around for?

The man asked you
a question.

Shut up.
I'll handle this.

Here.

I'm not thirsty--
Drink it.

No, thank you.

Thank you.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

What did you give him,
boss, a mickey?

No.

Truth drug.

Stuff we gave that
private eye last week.

All right, Olsen...

I'm gonna ask you
some questions.

Now listen carefully.

Who's onto us?

Kent.

Kent who?

Clark Kent.

Clark Kent. He's that
friend of Superman's.

You know Superman,
don't you?

Who is he?

I don't know.

It's a secret.

You know a lot about Superman.
What's his weakness?

Kryp-tonite.

What's that?

A...

rare element...

found only on
planet Krypton,

Super...man's
birthplace.

It's the only thing

that can harm him.

If he...

gets within
five feet of it...

it takes away

all...
his powers.

It can

destroy him.

What does this stuff
look like?

It...

glows in the dark.

Tell us where
can we get some.

The only known piece
is...

in Metropolis Bay...

in a lead pipe.

Superman threw it there.

Lead...

protects him
from the stuff.

What did you say
it was again?

Kryptonite.

Kryptonite.

Kryptoni-ite.

What did I say?!
What did I say?

One word.
Kryptonite.

Thanks, kid.
Thanks a lot.

Kryptonite?
But, uh, what is it?

It won't work.
You told us all about it.

I was making it up.
It was a lie.

Not with that slug
of truth drug, it wasn't.

Now, go on, beat it.
Get out of here.

The party's over.
Get your stuff and blow.

Come on,
get going!

Oh, one more
thing.

You blab about us
to Kent,

and we'll tell every mob
in town about kryptonite.

We'll let 'em
all know

how to g-get rid
of Superman.

Go on, beat it!

See what I mean
about figuring?

With Superman
out of the way,

we can take over
Metropolis.

What are we waiting for?

Let's get that stuff
out of the bay.

Use your head, stupid.
That's a big operation.

How are we gonna get it?

Take it easy.
I got a hunch.

Mm, we're gonna have to
forget about this one.

While you're at it,
what about that rickshaw boy

that Superman saved
from the burning temple?

Haven't time
to learn Chinese.
Hm.

Hey, this will be
an easy one.

Oh?

What is it?

Oh, Lois.

Here's the guest list
for the dinner.

I suppose you want me
to call them all.

No, sorry. I haven't time
to send out invitations.

Oh, Lois Lane,
one-girl phone company.

Oh, have you sent your telegram
to Superman, to thank him

for getting out the edition
the time the presses broke down?

Great Caesar's ghost.
I'd have to send out about 20

to Superman, to thank him
for all the favors he's done me.

Oh, there's the boy
I want to see. Olsen.

Yes, chief?

Don't call me "chief,"
you young whippersnapper.

I'm sorry, ch--
I mean, Mr. White.

When Lois finishes
with that guest list...

I want you to
write up a story on it.

It shouldn't tax
your mental powers too much.

All you have to do
is list the names.

Mr. Kent.
Yes, Jimmy?

Could I have
a word with you,

in private?
Well...

Well, ha-ha, that's a cue
if I ever heard one.

See you later.

[SIGHS]

All right, Jimmy.
Let's have it.

Mr. Kent, I've
done something awful.

[CHUCKLES]
It can't be as bad
as all that.

It's worse.

[SIGHS]

I don't know
how to tell you.

Sy Horton--

Sy Horton?

I went to see him,

and, uh, he knows--
He knows about--

What does he know?

About kryptonite
and its effect on Superman.

You told him
about kryptonite?

The only substance that can
destroy Superman? Why, Jim?

Oh, please, Mr. Kent,
I'm all...hazy.

Now, look,
is this some stunt

you've thought up
for Superman Week?

It's no stunt.

I thought I could
get a scoop

if I got some
information on Horton.

So I--
I went to see him

disguised as
a telephone repairman.

But he gave me some truth drug
and made me drink it.

And I--
I told him.

You know what this
can mean, don't you?

Sure I do.

If they ever get ahold
of that stuff,

they can kill Superman.

What are we gonna do,
Mr. Kent?

I don't know,
Jimmy.

This could be
serious.

I'll have to get in touch
with Superman.

He'll be able to
think of something,

won't he?

I hope so,
Jimmy.

Gee, is there--
Is there anything I can do?

I'll do anything.

Well, don't worry,
Jimmy.

Meet me over at my place
tonight, will you?

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Hello, Jimmy.
Come in.

I know I'm early,
Mr. Kent,

but I couldn't
wait.

Did you get in touch
with Superman?

Yes, Jimmy,
I did.

What did he say?

I'll show you.

Recognize this?

Yeah. Why, that's
the lead pipe

Superman threw
into the bay,

with the kryptonite
inside of it.

That's right. Fortunately,
Superman can handle kryptonite,

when it's encased
in lead.

What if it ever
gets outside the pipe?

Why did Superman
fish it out of the bay

and give it to you?

Well, Jimmy,
Superman has a plan.

In fact, he's
setting a trap.

If you set a trap,
you've got to have bait.

He has, Jimmy.
This.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

You get it,
will you?

Okay, let's
have it.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

The kryptonite.
We heard you. Where is it?

Kryptonite?
What kryptonite?

That's enough
of the cute bit.

You too, mister.
Get 'em up.

We've been tailing
your young friend,

but I didn't think it would
pay off so soon. Heh.

This is
a lead pipe cinch.

Come on, let's go.

No, wait.

Aren't you gonna
go after them?

You got that hacksaw blade
I told you to bring?

Right here, boss.
I'll hold it, you saw it.

Come on, hurry it up.

[GRUNTS]
That's good.

[SQUEAKS]

[CHUCKLES]

Once we get this kryptonite
within five feet of Superman,

he's a dead pigeon.

[LAUGHS]

No, Jimmy,
I'm not.

Golly, what will
Superman do now?

I don't know, Jimmy,
I don't know.

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Superman certainly has
a busy schedule.

I don't know how even
he can survive Superman Week.

I've been wondering
about that myself.

They wanted him to
christen the S.S. Superman

this morning,

but we had to
turn them down.
Why?

He's posing for that sculptor,
Van Deglass, at 10.

Quarter of now.
He's probably on his way.

I guess he'd
better be.

And where are
you going?

Oh, Superman asked me to
take care of something for him.

I've never see such
rushing around in my life.

And all because of
Superman Week.

Which,
if you recall,

I've been against
from the beginning.

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Boy, Clark is
such a genius.

He knows the best way
to run everything.

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[KNOCK ON DOOR]

[GRUNTS]

[GROANING]

Okay, did you try
the kryptonite?

Right now.
Well, come on,
hurry it up.

Ah, it don't fit.

Well, make it fit.
Come on, now, get going.

Hey, what's
this for?

[CHUCKLING]

Once Superman crosses that line,
he's out of our way forever.

Hey, it's almost 10.
Come on.

That was mighty considerate
of the Daily Planet,

printing Superman's
schedule.

Get that kryptonite in there
and hide behind the drape.

Right.
Get going.

Hurry it up.
Come on.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

[WITH EUROPEAN ACCENT]
Ah, my friend,
you are indeed prompt.

I am Van Deglass,

a great admirer
of yours.

You're the one to be admired,
Mr. Van Deglass.

Well, Mr. Superman...

How do you like
yourself?

It's a fine
piece of work, sir.

Thank you.

Come a little closer
so you can see it better.

No, I appreciate works of art
better from a distance.

[CHUCKLES]
Just to humor an old man,

take a closer
look, huh?

I am particularly
proud

of the detail here
on the shoulder.

[NORMAL VOICE]
How do you feel now,
Superman?

Wait a minute.
You're not Van Deglass.

You're Sy--
Sy Horton.

That's right,
buster.

It's too late,
Superman.

I feel...
I feel...

Yeah?

Weak, dizzy...
I--

That's because you got
a hole in your head,

right here,
filled with kryptonite.

[WEAKLY]
Kryptonite.

You got any last
requests to make,

you better make 'em
in a hurry.

What do we do
now, boss?

You remember that
nice fat payroll

we read about
in the paper?

The one they're keeping
on the west side?

Yeah, that's right.

Well, our friend Superman here
is supposed to be guarding it.

There's a half
a million bucks

in that vault,
if we can get to it.

With Superman out of the way,
we can get to it, all right.

And we're gonna use
that bankroll to buy us

the toughest mob
that Metropolis has ever seen.

Come on.

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[LATCH
CLICKING]

He shouldn't have sent out
for that coffee.

Them knockout drops
work pretty good.

Yeah, yeah. Come on, come on.
Let's find the key.

Here, Sy.

Oh, good.

Superman!

I give up, I give up.

Next?

But I gave up.

I know.

This is just
to make sure.

Ready?

There. That ought to hold you
till the police get here.

I hate to think what
would have happened

if you hadn't
phoned that warning.

You know
that coffee

turned the sink
purple.

My pleasure. And thanks
for your cooperation.

But what about
the kryptonite? I thought--

I know what you thought.
You thought it would destroy me.

How that story ever got started,
I don't know.

As a matter of fact, I intend to
use this as a good luck piece.

But you thought that
it would keep me helpless,

so you swallowed
the bait

and hung yourself.

Oh, no,
not more telegrams.

Yes, ma'am. And there's
another load on the way.

Well, I'm gonna have to
see about getting them

delivered to
that banquet hall.

Oh, did you get everything set
for the television broadcast?

We're gonna
keep it simple.

Just an interview
with Superman.

Who's gonna
interview him?

Clark Kent.
Only he doesn't know it yet.

And just what doesn't
he "know it" yet?

In 45 minutes, you're scheduled
to interview Superman.

And I can't wait
to see you

wiggle out of
this one.

That should be
very interesting.

Mr. Kent interviewing
Superman.

And just what's so
interesting about it?

Oh, I don't know.

It's just interesting.

Well, don't be late.
Goodbye.

Hm.

We, um--

We heard about Sy Horton
and Superman, Mr. Kent.

It came over
the police teletype.

Yes, it worked out pretty well.

This time they were caught
in the act,

with a guard as witness.

And best of all, Jimmy,

they're convinced that
kryptonite can't hurt Superman.

And that was his plan
all the time.

Yeah. Superman knew
they were shadowing you,

and he planned on things
working out the way they did.

But why didn't
the kryptonite hurt him?

Because it wasn't
really kryptonite, Jimmy.

It was just an ordinary
chunk of metal

painted with
glowing phosphorus.

The real kryptonite is still
at the bottom of the bay.

Why didn't you let me in
on the secret?

Well, Jimmy,
it seemed a wise way

to handle it
like this.

After all, they might
have slipped you

another one of those
truth serum milkshakes.

Golly. I never
thought of that.

How's Mr. Van Deglass?

The sculptor?
He's all right.

He's got a little headache.
Nothing serious.

Well, if I'm gonna
do that interview,

I guess I better
get with it.

Mr. Kent, could I have
the key to your apartment,

so Miss Lane and I can watch
the TV broadcast on your set?

Well, as long as
I have to

go through
with it, anyway,

you might just as well
be watching too.

Here you are.

It's almost
time.

Uh. You turn on
the television,

and I'll pull
the chairs in place.

Now we'll find out
once and for all

about Clark Kent
and Superman.

CLARK:
Hello, citizens of Metropolis.

I'm Clark Kent
of the Daily Planet.

They've asked me
to interview Superman.

I thought he should have
the stage to himself,

so that's why we've
set things up this way.

So here he is.
Superman.

Thank you, Mr. Kent.

It's a pleasure to be here.

CLARK:
Tell me, Superman, what do
you think of Superman Week?

I'm proud to have a part
in the wonderful

and worthwhile things
that have been done this week.

The camp for boys,

the home for
underprivileged children,

the home for the aged

and the foundation
of the blind.

And I'm very grateful to
all those who worked so hard

to raise the funds.

And I'm proud.
Proud, indeed,

to have them named after me.

CLARK:
I know you're
very busy, Superman,

so I'm not going to
keep you.

There's a car waiting
at the door to carry you

in the parade which
is being held in your honor.

Thank you again,
and goodbye.

And now our cameras take you
to Metropolis Boulevard,

where the monster Superman
parade is shaping up.

I really thought
we had him this time.

Thanks, pal.

[MARCHING MUSIC PLAYING]

[CHATTERING EXCITEDLY]

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