All language subtitles for Adventures of Superman - 06x06 - The Superman Silver Mine

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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 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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Come in.

Howdy.

The young lady downstairs
told me to come right along up.

Yes, we've been
expecting you.

Uh, Mr. Pebble,
isn't it?

That's right,
pardner.

Harrison Pebble.

Former penniless
prospector,

now middling rich
ex-prospector

hankering to enjoy
life a little

and help them
as deserves it.

It's very nice to
meet you, Mr. Pebble.

These are two
of my associates,

Miss Lane,
Mr. Olsen.

Hello, sir.
How do you do, Mr. Pebble?

Well, I do fine,
Miss Lane, just fine.

You know, it's a great pleasure
to meet people like you, but...

I was sorta hoping Superman
would be here like I asked.

One of our reporters,
Clark Kent,

said he would try to
contact Superman.

He should be here
very shortly.

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Well, I sure hope
he shows up.

You can set your watch
on it, Mr. Pebble.

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In the way I see it, he's
got exactly two seconds.

Oh, Superman, this is
Mr. Pebble.

He says he has some
important business to discuss.

Mr. Pebble, sir.
Howdy.

You know, I've heard
a heap about you, uh--

I never thought I'd get
to shake your hand.

Well, I'll get right
to the point.

Now, I know this here
newspaper, and-- And you too,

take interest in
the Children's Camp Fund.

Well, nobody does more for
the Camp Fund than Superman.

Well, that's what I mean.
I aim to help too.

That's very generous
of you.

You'll make a lot
of youngsters very happy.

It's wonderful.

PEBBLE:
Well, heck,
I don't want no credit.

I got this big piece of land.
Figure it'd make a good campsite

for the kids to have
their vacation at.

Well, I'm sure the committee
would be very interested, sir.

And the site's important,
very important indeed.

But our main problem
is money.

See, we need money
to build such a camp.

Oh, I know.

But I figured this campsite
would be self-supporting.

See, there's a good silver mine
right on the property.

[SUPERMAN LAUGHS]

Which in your honor,
sir,

I have named the Superman
Silver Mine.

Hey, Dan,
get this.

Says here in the paper
how some joker

give a whole silver mine
to a bunch of kids.

Jeez.
That's stupid.

What are a bunch of kids
gonna do with a silver mine?

Yeah. Better he should
give it to us, huh?

Ah, we could
sure use it.

We haven't had anything good
going for a long time now.

Tell me. "Coffee and"
three times a day.

Hey, Dan.

You think maybe we're slipping?

I mean,
you know, like,

getting honest
or something?

Don't be silly.

Says here the guy
struck it rich

after 30 years as a prospector.

Took hisself a fancy apartment
in the Brentwood,

bought hisself a big car.

Oh, man. That guy's
really living it up.

Bully for him.

Hey, Dan.

How about you and me
becoming prospectors, huh?

Don't be silly. That's work.

Oh, yeah. Yeah.

Bought hisself
a television set too.

Huh. Lois Lane--

that's the news dame
wrote this article

--she says this guy never
seen television before.

Boris, why don't you
read the comics...

to yourself.

I don't know.

There's a picture
of the guy in here,

and he looks
real familiar to me.

Look...

Don't that look like
somebody we might know?

Huh?

Of course that looks like
somebody we know, lamebrain.

That looks like me
with a mustache.

Hey, that's right.

Hey, you could be his brother.

Or him.
Heh.

You know, it looks like
our luck

might be taking a change
for the better.

Yeah.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]
[HOOFS CLOMPING ON TV]

[TURNS OFF]

You Mr. Pebble?

Well, I was yesterday
and the day before.

I guess I still am.

Come on in, son.

Well, state your business.
Yeah.

Height can't be more than
a quarter of an inch off.

What are you,
about 5'11"?

I'm 5'11" and a quarter.
Yeah, that's like I said.

Weight looks about right too.

Uh, maybe 175?

Hundred and seventy-six.
Close enough.

Look, if you're figuring on
selling me clothes,

I don't need any.

Blue eyes,
sandy hair.

You know,
you couldn't be righter.

Okay, let's go.
Where?

Out.

You and me are gonna
take a little ride.

I'm sorry. I been planning
on catching up

on some television watching.

Good day, sir.

Shall we go?

Guess we'd better.
Yeah.

Better put the door
on the latch too.

Somebody might like
to come in here.

And remember,
this gun can

shoot right through
my pocket.

Okay, you first.

Nice story, Lois.

Good, warm human-interest
stuff.

Oh, well,
thank you, Clark.

Only one thing wrong
with it, however.

Wrong?
Mm-hm.

You neglected to
say where

the Superman Silver
Mine is located.

Mr. Pebble didn't
tell us where it is.

Yeah, I know.

How do you know?
You weren't even there.

Well, I know he, uh.
couldn't have told you.

Otherwise you'd have
reported it.

Mm-hm. Of course.
Remarkable deduction.

Thank you.

Don't you think it would
be a talented idea

if you found out
where it's located?

Might be.
Mm-hm.

Would you mind
handing me that phone book?

A pleasure.
Thank you.

Well, let's see, he's
living at the Brentwood, uh...

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[PHONE RINGS]

Pebble speaking.

Who?

Lois Lane?

Why, sure, Miss Lane.

What can I do for you?

Come on, keep moving. Move!

[SIGHS]

Well, here you are, Mr. Pebble.
Home sweet home.

You mean, you're fixing
to put me up in there?

Hey, you catch on quick.

Let's go. Come on.

Let's don't keep
the bats waiting.

Here, make yourself useful.
Hold this.

In.

I'll, uh-- I'll bring you
some food later.

If I don't forget.

[CHUCKLES]

[LOCK CLICKS]

Yes.

Well, thank you, Mr. Pebble,
it was nice talking to you.

Goodbye.

So where's
the mine located?

I still don't know.

He said there was some legal
hocus-pocus to attend to.

Well,
that could be.

Oh, I guess so.

But yesterday...

he said he was
looking forward

to watching television
for the first time in his life.

Well, you asked him how
he liked it, what did he say?

He said he was watching
all his favorite programs.

If you've never seen television,
how can you have favorites?

If you've never seen TV,
they can all be favorites.

Oh, maybe.

I don't know.

Well, I wouldn't worry
about it, Lois.

I just didn't like the way
he was talking.

He's eccentric.
Forget it.

I guess so.

[LOCK RATTLING]

And a very good morning
to you, dear old dad.

What's good about it?
And, look, don't call me dad.

I don't want anybody
to think I'm related to you.

Oh, now, that's
no way to talk.

Look. I brought you
some breakfast.

Oh, I can use it.
I worked up a good appetite

having nothing to do
for 24 hours but--

Ah! Not so fast.

First, you gotta tell me where
is that Superman Silver Mine.

Well, I been
hungry before.

Oh.

Thick roast beef sandwiches.

Juicy apple pie.

Steaming hot coffee.
Steaming hot coffee?

Yeah. And I might even get you
a blanket out of the car.

I might.

Like I said,
I been hungry before.

I've been cold too.

Okay.

So you don't want the grub
or the blanket.

Sure I do.
I want it real bad.

There's something
I want more.

I want them poor kids
to get that summer camp.

Well, I'm sorry
you see it that way,

but, uh, maybe you'll
change your mind in a week...

or two.

Look, you wouldn't leave me
that long without food?

Without food...

or water.

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[LOCK CLANGS]

This Mr. Pebble
you did a story on,

are you, uh--
Are you sure he's legitimate?

Well, he seemed very sincere
and very likeable.

Yes. Why do
you ask, Bill?

Because he bears
a striking resemblance

to a pretty smooth character
named Dan Dobey.

A crook?

We've never been able to
get anything on him,

but we do know
a couple of things about him.

He has a sidekick named
Boris something-or-other

on whom we don't even
have a picture.

And Dobey has a plate
in his head.

That's a funny place
to keep a plate.

[CHUCKLES]

Well, this one's
a metal plate, Jimmy,

to replace part of his skull

which was smashed
in an automobile accident.

I still wonder
about him.

Now wait a minute, everybody.

Here's a perfectly nice guy

who's making a very generous
contribution to the Camp Fund.

Which the Camp Fund
hasn't yet received.

Because of some very ordinary
legal steps to be taken.

He seemed like
a very nice man.

Yes.
He probably is.

I guess it's
just the nature

of policemen
to be suspicious.

Well, anyone
for lunch?

Thought you'd never spring.
I'd like to go.

Oh, Jim,
if you don't mind,

I'd like to
talk to you.

Okay.

So long, Inspector Henderson,
Mr. Kent.

Bye now.
Bye.

Ooh, that Clark Kent.

Sometimes he can't smell a story
right under his own nose.

You think there's
some connection

between Mr. Pebble
and this Dobey.

I don't know what
the connection is, Jim,

but that's exactly
what I think.

Uh, if Dobey and Mr. Pebble
were the same person,

you could tell
by the plate.

Well, sure, if you
could see it.

Why couldn't
you see it?

Because the scalp grows over,
and the hair covers it.

Oh.

I'm going out and pay Mr. Pebble
a nice, friendly visit.

Wanna come along?
What for?

For company.

And who knows, I might need
a little protection.

Well, when you appeal
to my chivalrous instinct,

I can't resist.

Shall we go?

[BUZZER BUZZES]

You expecting somebody?

I don't know.
See who it is.

Hey, ain't you forgetting
something?
What?

Your mustache,
Mr. Pebble.

How do you do?
We don't want any.

Good, because
we don't have any.

Is Mr. Pebble in?

Who wants to
know?

Well, I'm Lois Lane,
this is Jimmy Olsen.

We're from
the Daily Planet.

Howdy, folks.
Well, how do you do, Mr. Pebble?

Won't you come in
and set a spell?
Mm-hm.

Oh, this here's
my buddy.

Uh, my name is Bor--

--Delaise.

JIMMY:
Bordelaise?

Isn't that a French
sauce or something?

Yeah, his grandpappy
on his mother's side was French.

My granddad
was Swedish,

but they don't
call me smorgasbord.

Jimmy. How do you do?

Hi.
Hello,
Mr. Bordelaise.

Why don't you
rustle up

something
cool to drink

for these
nice folks.

Oh, yeah.
Sit down.

Take a load off
your feet.

Well, thank you.

That's a very interesting
mustache you have, Mr. Pebble.

DOBEY:
Why, thank you.

You don't see many
like that around these days.

No, I reckon not.

It's a-- It's a relic
of the old West.

Thinking about shaving it off.

Oh, I wouldn't if
I were you.

It's very becoming.

You really think so?

I certainly do.

The only thing is you've
got it on a little crooked.

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You shouldn't have
done that, Miss Lane.

What are you up to,
Mr. Dobey?

Nothing you're ever gonna
be able to tell anybody about.

Well, this fella Dobey
just took over my identity?

That's right. Far as
everyone knows, he's you.

He's living it up
pretty good too,

with your apartment,
bank account, car.

Well, there's one thing
he hasn't got.

That's the Superman
Silver Mine.

There's one thing
we haven't got:

that's a way to
get out of here.

That crack in the roof...

it's large enough
to let some air in...

but it's not large enough
to get out of.

Hey.

How about if we take the oil
out of this lamp

and burn the door
down?

We'd suffocate before
we got out of here.

Well, that's
for sure.

Well...if we don't
turn up,

someone's bound to
start looking for us.

Well, I just hope
it's pretty soon.

I feel like I never had nothing
to eat or drink in my life.

You've been here
longer than we have.

You know,
you must be starved.

All you have to do is
tell them where that mine is.

No, I'm against telling
long as I can hold out.

Good for you.

I don't wanna see
Dobey get that mine

any more
than you do.

Besides, as long as
you don't tell,

you have something
he wants to know,

and he'll keep
you around.

If you tell him,

I don't know how long
any of us will be around.

[KNOCK]

Come in.

Oh, good morning, Bill.

Morning, Kent.

And what brings you out
so nice and bright and early?

A call from
Jimmy Olsen's mother.

Jimmy wasn't
home all night.

He wasn't?

Well, that's not like
Jimmy at all.

Not a phone call or anything.
She seems pretty worried.

Well, I don't blame her.
I am too.

When was the last time
you saw him?

You remember, Bill. Yesterday,
when you took me to lunch,

we left him here with Lois,
didn't we?

Yeah.

Do you suppose Lois
knows anything about it?

We'll find out
in a hurry.

Ask Miss Lane to step
into my office right away,

will you, please?

She hasn't?

And you can't get her
at home either?

I see. Well,
thank you very much.

Maybe she's
on her way in, Bill.

Then again, maybe
she's with young Olsen.

Wherever that is.

You know, I have
a hunch somehow that, uh,

Dobey's mixed up
in this.

Now, what makes
you think that?

Well, you remember she seemed
to smell something fishy.

Maybe they went to
track down a story--

I know, I know.

You're concerned about Dobey
and Pebble looking alike.

Except for the mustache,
they're dead ringers.

Yes. But they won't have
the same fingerprints.

Unless they're the same
person, of course.

Unfortunately, Dobey has never
even been fingerprinted.

I told you he was
a pretty slick customer.

But you do know he has
a metal plate in his head.

Sure.

[SLAMS DESK]

Now, let's assume
that Pebble and Dobey

are two different people.

If I arrest Pebble, and
take him down to headquarters

and x-ray his skull,

he's got a great case
of false arrest against us.

Not if he's a legitimate person.

Still, Pebble could be
a real phony.

Did it occur to you that he made
this generous contribution

to the Camp Fund

simply for conversation?

By golly, you're right, Bill.

He never did give us
the location of the mine

or even give us
a deed to it.
Correct.

But there's still no reason for
him to wanna harm Lois or Jimmy.

Not unless they
stumbled on something

that might get in the way
of his plans.

Hm. I think I'll just pay
a little call on Mr. Pebble.

If he is Pebble, he won't
have a metal plate in his head.

If he's Dobey,
or Pebble and Dobey, he will.

How are you
gonna find out?

Hit him on the head
to see if it rings,

or use your x-ray vision
like Superman?

Well, one way or the other.
One way or the other.

[CHUCKLES]
Wanna come along?

No, thanks. I've got a date
with the commissioner.

But keep me informed.
Oh, I sure will.

I wanna find out more
about that mine myself.

Good morning.

Mr. Pebble in?
Who's asking?

Clark Kent. I'm
from the Daily Planet.

Oh. Yeah, I see.
Uh...

Well, my name's, um--
Uh, Bordelaise.

I'm a-- I'm a buddy
of his.

Oh, I see. How do
you do, Mr. Bordelaise?

I thought I'd drop in and pass
the time with Mr. Pebble.

Is he in?

Yeah, well,
he's still asleep.

Why don't you
come back later.

I would, but I know
he'll get up any minute

after all those years
of prospector's hours.

[SIGHS]

What is that?
T-that, uh--

Uh-- Uh--

That's a--

Oh, uh, th-that's a lock
from his donkey's mane. Heh.

Yeah, yeah. Mr. Pebble's
a sentimental guy.

He's very sentimental.

He must be.
Also very stylish.

He's the only prospector
I ever heard of

that had a donkey to
match his mustache.

[CHUCKLES]
Uh...

He's probably waking up.
Why don't I take a look.

Why don't you just go do that.
Yeah.

Boss. Boss,
put this on, quick.

There's a guy out there
named Clark Kent.

He says he's from
the Daily Planet.

Is it on straight?
Yeah, yeah, it's fine.

Do I know him? I mean,
does Pebble know him?

Well, I don't think so.

Pebble told me the only guys
he met down at the paper

were Perry White,
that Lane girl,

a kid named Jimmy Olsen
and Superman.

Good.

Howdy, Mr. Kent.

I've heard a lot about you. I'm
glad to make your acquaintance.

Howdy. I just thought
I'd drop in and say hello.

Well, I'm right
glad you did.

Have a seat.

Well, thank you very much, sir,
but I just have a minute.

Oh, that's
too bad.

Well, how are
your friends:

that young Olsen
and pretty Miss Lane?

Well, they were
just fine...

the last time
I saw them.

Well, say howdy
to them for me.

Oh, I'll do that, Mr. Pebble.
I-- I'll just do that.

Oh, just one more thing.
The Superman Silver Mine--

That's the sweetest mine
you ever saw.

Well, I imagine it is.

But that's the trouble,
I've never seen it.

Since you were generous enough
to donate to the Camp Fund,

well, the directors
are sort of wondering

when they're gonna
receive their deed.

Now don't fret none
about that.

I'm having the papers
drew up right now.

Oh, I'm very glad
to hear that, sir.

And one more thing.

Uh, what's the location
of the mine?

Oh, it's out there
in the hills.

The prettiest mine
you ever saw.

I'll just bet it is.

I'll be seeing you, sir.

Well...so long,
pardner.

So long...

Mr. Pebble.

How'd it go, boss?

Not so good. I think
he smelled a rat.
Oh.

Hey, boss, you shouldn't
talk that way about me,

or even yourself.

Anyway, we'd better
get moving fast.

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Jimmy, I-- I think
he's got a fever.

If I had some water,
I think I could make it.

How do you feel,
Miss Lane?

Oh, pretty awful, Jim,
but not as bad as Mr. Pebble.

You know, he's been here
a lot longer.

I think you ought to
tell them where the mine is,

for your own sake.

No, I said those kids
was gonna get that summer camp,

and they're gonna get it.

As long as
I can breathe.

[ENGINE STARTS]

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[EXHALES]

I'm gonna give
the old duffer

one more chance to tell us
where the mine is.

I don't know, he's
a pretty stubborn old cuss.

What if he won't tell?

Then I stop asking.

You know, after all,
even without the mine,

he's not exactly poor.

And now
I'm Mr. Pebble.

Yeah, that's right.

Well, what happens to him
and them two reporters?

What usually happens
when you leave people

without anything to eat
or drink long enough.

Oh, yeah.

[SIGHS]

LOIS: Superman.
JIMMY: Boy,
are we glad to see you.

Only one
Mr. Pebble.
The real one.

The phony one just
ran down that hill.

Oh.

Aren't you gonna
chase him?

I don't think that'll
be necessary, Jimmy.

I think this should
do the trick very nicely.

It looks like
a magnet.

Well, it will be as soon
as I magnetize it.

Golly. Well, that's
the first time

I ever saw anybody
captured by a magnet.

Well, Jimmy,
that was because

of the metal plate
in his head.

You know, I reckon I owe you
a whole bushel of thanks.

If it hadn't
been for you,

I'd have told them
where the mine is.

Incidentally, Mr. Pebble,
just where is this mine?

Well, if them crooks
had spent more time digging

and less time starving us,
they'd have found it.

We're standing
on it.

Here?
Right here.

[ALL LAUGH]

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