All language subtitles for Adventures of Superman - 05x10 - The Prince Albert Coat

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.

[���]

[GUNSHOTS,
HOOFBEATS OVER TV]

MAN [ON TV]:
Well, partner, there'll be
no more trouble

in Cherokee Valley.

MAN 2 [ON TV]:
We interrupt this program to
bring you a special bulletin.

Floods at nearby Levee City
have reached

the disaster stage.

Thousands of homeless people
lack food,

shelter and clothing.

The last is desperately needed.

We repeat,
clothing is desperately needed.

Relief headquarters
in Metropolis

is standing by for you.

If you have any old clothing
of any kind,

please telephone and we will
pick it up immediately.

The telephone number
is Zenith-8-8000.

I repeat, Zenith-8-8000.

Gosh.

Come on, Butch.
Come on, boy.

[BARKS]

Great-Gramps.

Yup.

Did you hear that,
Great-Gramps?

All those poor people
needing clothes.

Can I do what the man said?
Can I?

We've got a whole heap
we can send. Can I?

Yup.

Boy, oh, boy.

[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

Well, I got that figured out,
Butch.

[GRUNTS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

Where you going,
Great-Gramps?

Oh, I've got a checker chum
down at the park.

Now, I want you to look after
the house

and be a good lad,
see.

Don't worry, I got business
to take care of.

Oh.

[BARKS & WHIMPERS]

[CLEARS THROAT]

Yep, this is it.

Now, listen, Cueball.

I get first pick of the stuff
this time.

Shhh.
Not so loud, pal.

Do you want the customers
to hear?

Don't grab for nothing
until we pull around the corner.

We got a nice little racket,
Mike.

Be careful.

Okay, okay.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Hello. You're the men
from the relief committee.

That's right,
kid.

I got all the stuff ready.
Come on in.

Here it is.

I got a lot, didn't I?
I sure bet it'll help

those poor people
in the flood area.

Ah, you did
a fine job, son.

Ah, you got a real nice dog
there, kid.

And thanks
for the fine duds.

You're welcome.
I only wish I had more.

Yeah,
these are real fine things.

Hey, how 'bout these,
sonny?

Oh, no.
Those are Great-Gramps'.

Oh.

Well, bye.
Bye.

Bye.
Bye.

Come on, Butch.

[BARKING]

Come on.

Hey, Bobby.

I took him. Hee-hee!
I took him.

I jumped-- I jumped two men
and a king.

Oh,
I swear to goodness.

I blasted him just like
General Lee did them blue boys

down there at, heh,
Bull Run.

I had a good day too.
Yeah?

The relief truck came right over
and picked up the old clothes

like they really
needed them.
Uh-huh.

I got rid of all my old stuff

and some junk you had
in the closet.

Junk?

What junk?

An old sweater, a straw hat,

that funny old coat
that was in the trunk,

a pair of shoes.

My-- My what? My--

My old coat? My old coat?

Gee, Great-Gramps.

It was so old,

with the big lapels
and funny buttons,

and it was so long,
way down to--

My Prince Albert coat.

[WHIMPERS]

Who are the people?

What place did
they take them to?

Why? What's wrong,
Great-Gramps?

Come on. We got to hurry.
We got to hurry, Bobby.

You stay here
and watch the house.

Come on, Bobby.

You know where
they took it to?

I'm sorry,
Mr. Jackson,

but I checked
with our shipping room

and everything picked up
in the afternoon's gone out.

Where--? Where to?
Where was it sent, ma'am?

Well, that's almost
impossible to say.

Someplace in the flood district,
that's where it went.

Come on, Bobby.

We gotta find it.
We just got to.

But why, Mr. Jackson?
Why are you so upset?

Wouldn't you be upset too

if that was your coat,
ma'am,

and in the lining
was your whole life savings?

Ten thousand dollars in cash?

Oh, no.

Oh, you poor soul.

In the coat? All that?

But why leave so much money
in an old coat?

Because I don't like banks,
no how.

It's all my fault.

All the years you've been
doing without, Great-Gramps.

Oh, no, no.

We've been getting by,
Bobby.

My pension's been enough.

I was saving it
for your schooling,

to send you to college,

then have enough
to give you a start in life,

whatever you have the mind
to do, like--

Like being a doctor
or something.

Well, I'd say it was almost
impossible.

Like looking for a needle
in a haystack.

But if you'll give me until
tomorrow morning, Mr. Jackson,

I'll see if I can find a clue
as to where to look.

Why, thank you,
ma'am.

I think I'll be going home now
and--

And get myself
a bit of rest.

Come on, son.

Can you get home all right,
Great-Gramps?
Oh, yes--

I know where
we can get help.

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And when Mrs. Craig said
it was like

looking for a needle
in a haystack,

and almost impossible,

and when I saw how upset
Great-Gramps was,

I knew there was only
one answer: Superman.

Superman's gotta help me.

He will, won't he,
Miss Lane?

In the first place, Bobby,
it wasn't your fault.

You didn't know the money
was in the coat.

You were just doing
a kind deed.

But as for Superman, well,

Clark Kent is the only one
who can contact him,

and Mr. Kent is out
on assignment until tomorrow.

But golly, we don't have
any time to lose.

We've gotta do something
right away.

Please?

Well, I think we can make
a start, Bobby.

The public has a big heart.

I think I see what you mean,
Miss Lane.

And I'll get a picture of Bobby
to go with it.

What the people
at the relief agency don't know

won't hurt 'em.

We made 18 bucks
on the side.

Not a bad day.

See what happens
when you listen to me?

Yeah, I listened to you.

Ten thousand dollar''
worth.
Huh?

Says right there,
"Wanted: My grandfather's coat.

Ten thousand dollars hidden
in given-away coat."

"Well, now, what about
the coat?" I ask him.

"Why, it's too old,"
says he.

Well, it wasn't too old
to hold 10,000 bucks.

Ah, shut up.

Now, we was the ones
that loaded that stuff.

What truck did we throw it in?
Oh, yeah.

Think, man, think.

Now, let me see,
uh...

Oh, oh, I got it.
I got it. Levee City.

[CHUCKLES]

Chum, we got big business
out of town.

Fast freight
to Levee City?

And 10,000 clams.

Well, leave us leave.

So far the story
hasn't done any good.

That's why I'm glad you're back,
Clark. Maybe Superman--

Well, I'm sure he'd be glad
to help if he can, Lois.

That is,
if he's needed.

What about the drivers?

Did the boy describe them
to Mrs. Craig?

Perhaps we can trace
the shipment through them.

Why, of course.
I'll go down and--

Now, wait it, wait it,
wait it.

Hold it up,
just a minute.

In the first place,
we know that the coat

is in the flood area,
right?

We know that you and Jimmy
wanna run right down there

and you have to pack
a toothbrush and some things.

So you get ready

and I will go and check
at the relief office.

Oh, Clark, would you?

Certainly. And I'll let you know
as soon as anything happens.

Good.

Uh, Jim,
is the car downstairs?

We wanna be ready to take off
as soon as I hear from Clark.

Yeah, I'm in his office.
Come on in.

[���]

I called the garage
to gas up the car.

And I called Joe's Lunchroom
to order a few sandwiches.

You think of everything.

Yes, Mr. Kent, we have been able
to find out a little something.

The clothing went
to Levee City.

Levee City.

Well, thank you very much,
Mrs. Craig.

It's a start, at least.

Relax, Jimmy.

Clark can't possibly call
for at least another 15 minutes.

[RINGS]

Hello?

Oh, Clark, how could you
have gotten out there so fast?

Well, I just got here
the fastest way I knew, Lois.

Well, anyway,
did you find out anything?

You did? Fine.

Yeah, I've got it.

Levee City.

Levee City,
here we come.

Oh, wait a minute. We better
stop by and see Mr. Jackson.

Then he'll have a little hope.

[���]

Here, Great-Gramps.
You haven't had anything to eat.

You gotta eat, Great-Gramps.
Please?

Oh, no, Bobby. I...

I just ain't hungry.

We'll get the money back.

Miss Lane said Superman
would help.

I been planning this surprise
for my whole lifetime.

Gosh, Great-Gramps.
With all the banks and...

But I don't like banks.

When I want my money,
I want it.

Sure. Sure, Great-Gramps.
You're right.

No, I ain't.

If I was,
I'd still have my money.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Hello, Miss Lane.
Hi, Bobby.

Mr. Olsen.
Hi, Bobby.

Uh, Mr. Jackson?
Yes, ma'am.

Your coat went to Levee City.
We're on our way to get it.

Well, that's mighty
nice of you, ma'am,

but I doubt if you'll
ever find it.

We're gonna give it
a good try.

Can I go, Miss Lane?

I know what it looks like,
and maybe...

We'll be driving all night.
You're better off here.

I can sleep in the car.
Please let me go.

Think of the shot
I can get

when we find the coat
and the money.

I don't know, Jimmy.

What do you think,
Mr. Jackson?

Well, I reckon he can,
if he's a mind to.

Thanks, Great-Gramps.

[BUTCH BARKING]

Hey, I didn't hear
a whistle.

A dog whistle.

Too high-pitched for human ears.

Takes a hearing as sharp
as Butch's to get it.

You take good care
of Great-Gramps, Butch.

Let's go.

[BARKS
THEN WHIMPERS]

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I say, my good chap.

Vanderlip here.
Mortimer Vanderlip.

Yes?

Star of stage, screen
and riverboat.

Performer before the crowned
heads of Europe

and the inscrutable Orient.

Well, what can I do
for you?

I'm totally ruined.

A pitiful victim
of the raging floods.

My one-man show,

an artistic performance,
I assure you,

is scheduled for Ivesville
this evening.

In fleeing the turbulent waters,
my trunk was washed away.

All of my costumes
were in it.

Oh, I see.
That's too bad.

But how can I of be any--?

All my characters
are from Dickens.

One of your assistants
stated

that in this morning's
shipment of clothing

he saw a Prince Albert coat.

Precisely what I am
in dire need of.

A Prince Albert?

That might be in the reject
pile. Just a moment.

Thank you.

Here it is.
Will this one do?

Oh, the gods are smiling
on me once again.

The audience at Ivesville
and Mortimer Vanderlip

are eternally grateful,
my good man.

Thank you. Thank you.

[PHONE RINGS]

Hello.
Clark Kent speaking.

Oh, yes, Bill.

Did you run that check
on those two drivers?

Aha.

They're both jailbirds,
huh?

I don't know, but I have a hunch
I'd better take a little trip.

I'll see you later.

Well, here we are.

Let's hope we get lucky.

Yes?

We're from
the Daily Planet.

This is Miss Lane
and I'm Jim Olsen.

Uh, maybe you saw this story
in one of the early editions.

Matter of fact,
I did glance at it.

And this must be the young
fellow you wrote about.

Do you have the coat?

I'm sorry,

but I gave it away
very early this morning

before I saw the paper.

It may not be as bad
as you think.

I remember who I gave it to.

Golly, what a break.
Who is it?

An actor-type fella.
Said his name was, uh...

Oh, let's see, now.

Oh, yes, Vanderlip.
Mortimer Vanderlip.

Where can we find him?

Well, he said he was playing
tonight at--

Oh, now, let me think.
Where was it?

Now don't forget,
I do the talking. Get it?

Well, that's nothing new.
You always do.

Ah, come on,
let's go.

Come on.

Think hard, mister,
please.

It means so much
to Great-Gramps.

I've got it. Ivesville.

Mortimer Vanderlip and that coat
will be in Ivesville tonight.

LOIS:
Oh, that's wonderful.

Thanks a lot.
Quite all right.

Come on.

That's them.

The men who picked up
the stuff at the house.

Hi, kid.

Gee, I'm glad
we got together here.

Yeah,
I bet you are.

That's right, lady.

Kid, we felt bad.

Real bad,

about the money and your
poor old great-grandpop.

After all, Mike and me
was responsible too.

We should have seen
or at least felt the loot.

I mean, the money.

That's why we scrammed here
to help.

You were so nice
in giving the clothes,

well, we thought maybe
we'd find the coat for you.

Well, thank you,
but we're on our way to--

I mean, uh, we're going
to pick up the coat now.

We're leaving
immediately.

Golly, Miss Lane, we've been
driving all night and Ives--

I mean, where we're going
is five hours away.

Why don't we rest?

Listen, miss,
I heard the man there

tell you
about Ivesville.

Honest, I ain't trying
to pull a fast one.

See? I'm being straight
with you, ain't I?

Well, so,
what do you want?

Like I said,
we're good guys.

We wanna help.
Right, Mike?

Oh, sure, sure.
Yeah.

Hey, I got a swell idea.

Driving is our business.

Why don't you folks rest,

and we'll drive you
to Ivesville.

Well, jeepers, Miss Lane,
you and I are both dog-tired.

Why don't we let 'em
go along.

Well, okay.
Let's go.

Hey, what's going on here?
Why did we stop?

End of the line.

Okay, out of the car,
all of you.

And over this way.

Come on, move.

I knew you two weren't
to be trusted.

I'm sorry,
Miss Lane.

Oh, it's too late
to be sorry, sonny.

You shoulda listened
to the nice lady.

That's right.
We ain't to be trusted.

We're putting you on ice
for a while.

Maybe we'll call up and let
somebody know where you are

after we get that coat.

Yeah, maybe.

Now, if you'll just step through
that little iron door...

This way.

Get in there.
Get in there.

Hey, how'd you know
about this place?

My brother-in-law
used to farm it,

but he couldn't make
a go of it.

W-well, what's in--?

This here's the smokehouse.

Still good and solid.

You mean, your brother-in-law
used to come out here

to take a smoke?

No, stupid.
It's for smoking meat.

And hams and bacon
and stuff like that.

Oh. Oh.
Let's go.

[GRUNTS]

[ENGINE STARTS]

Well, there they go.

With the car.

I'm not nearly so worried
about the car as I am about us.

Look at this
concrete floor.

Hey, Bobby, could you
climb out that chimney?

No. It's too small,
even for me.

Yeah.

And look at that,
a heavy slate roof.

We'll never get
out of here.

Mr. McCoy?
Yes?

My name is Clark Kent, I'm from
the Metropolis Daily Planet.

More reporters?

I've already spoken
to two of your staff.

I know.
Lois Lane and Jimmy Olsen.

Matter of fact, I'm looking
for them right now.

The Ivesville road,
Mr. Kent.

And I don't want to be rude,
but we're clearing out.

This is an emergency.
The entire city's in danger.

What do you mean?

Levee City dam.
It's about to give way.

Come on, men.
We gotta get out of here fast.

[���]

We better get out
of here fast! Everybody!

[���]

Sorry I got you into this,
Bobby.

It's not your fault,
Miss Lane.

Gosh, I wish Butch
was around.

I'd blow this
and he'd start barking.

And his bark
could bring help.

I'm sure he would,
Bobby.

[HIGH-PITCHED WHISTLING]

Superman!

Am I glad to see you.

Well, you can thank
Bobby's whistle for that.

Your ears heard this?
Why, sure.

Golly, you coulda
come in through the door.

Well, I know I could have,
Jimmy, but, uh...

well, this seemed
a little more spectacular.

Wow, through
a solid brick wall.

Now, would you nice people
mind telling me

exactly what's been going on
around here?

The Levee City--
Drivers wanted to--

One at a time.
One at a time, now.

[���]

For the last time,
gentlemen,

in spite of your grandfather's

sentimental attachment
to this coat,

it's a matter of livelihood
to me.

I refuse to part with it.

As far as I'm concerned,
I might even say

it's worth its weight in gold.

Well, now, you can say
that again, mister.

But I'll bring it back.

All Grandpop wants to do
is take one more look.

I promise, mister.

Thy word, milord, is noble,

but only twixt
thy conscience and thyself.

It is not for me to judge.

Well, good day, gentlemen.

I have to prepare for an
artistic triumph this evening.

Why don't we quit
fooling around with him,

just slug him
and take the coat.

I guess
we'll have to.

If you choose to use force,
you will doubtless prevail.

But I assure you,
I'll resist

with the last ounce
of my strength.

That will not be necessary,
Mr. Vanderlip.

Mister, are you really Superman?
Yes, I am.

I knew your talking
would get us in trouble.

Oh!

Superman.

You arrived
in the nick of time, sir.

Well, as you can see,

I had very little
to do with it, actually.

Would you mind calling the
police to pick these two up?

They have a great deal
to answer for.

A great pleasure,
I assure you.

Uh, one more thing.
About your coat, sir.

Its owner would like to see it
for just a few moments.

However, I promise
I'll have it back in time

for this evening's performance.

Your word, my dear sir,
is quite a different thing

to that
of those two rogues.

You may have the coat,
and welcome.

You're very kind.

No, sirree, heh.

You just can't win
from an old fighting man. Heh.

Now, let me see.
There.

There we go.
Ha.

Oh, I tell you, heh....

But, Mr. Jackson....

Why, this is
Confederate money.

Yes, I know.

But I knew it would come
into its own sooner or later.

Just a matter of time,
that's all.

Mr. Jackson, sir, I hate to be
the one to tell you this,

but I'm afraid
it's worthless.

Worthless?

Well, as I said, I--

I was saving it to give Bobby
a good education.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Mr. Jackson?

No, sir, that's Mr. Jackson
right over there.
Oh.

Mr. Jackson,
Yes, sir.

I'm Thomas Summerfield,

president of the Caryville,
Alabama National Bank.

Our paper happened
to carry your story,

and I'm happy to say

it enabled us
to finally locate you.

Something I've been trying
to do for years.

Here you are, sir.

"Five thousand dollars."

SUMMERFIELD:
And 62 cents.

Before he enlisted,

your daddy deposited
in our bank--

You being a babe in arms.

--several hundred dollars
in gold for you.

That's it, sir.
With interest all these years.

Well, I'll be dang jiggered.

And after the way I been talking
about banks all the time,

I feel I owe you
an abject apology, sir.

Oh, not at all, sir.

It's our pleasure
to get this straightened out.

Yep.

And if it wasn't for
the newspapers and Superman--

Now, wait just a minute,
Mr. Jackson.

Let's get
the right start here.

It all began with Bobby,

because he wanted to do
a good deed.

He wanted to help people.

And that's what I call
being real super, Bobby.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I must return this
to Mr. Vanderlip.

Oh, and, uh,
don't wait up for me.

I may stop to see the show.

[���]

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