All language subtitles for 064 - Aos

The Adventures of Superman.

That took on a beating bullet.

More powerful than a locomotive.

Able to leap tall buildings at a single
bound.

Look, up in the sky, it's a bird. It's a
plane. It's Superman.

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.

Hi, Superman.

Oh, hello, Jimmy. What are you doing
here?

I was at headquarters when Inspector
Henderson got the call.

Once it looks like the kid beat out
Clark Kent on the Superman story.

Oh, I wouldn't say that, Inspector. Kent
gets around, too, you know.

Wait. Hi, Superman.

Thanks again for helping us. Not at all,
Inspector.

Well, there are a couple more crooks
locked up, thanks to him.

Want to lift downtown?

No, never mind, Inspector. I want to
look around here for a bit.

What for?

You, uh, you didn't happen to see that
crowbar laying around anywhere, did you?

You mean the one Superman wrapped around
those two crooks?

Oh, boy, it was bent like a pretzel.

No, he got it off for us, and then,
uh... Well, that's funny.

There were quite a lot of people around.
Maybe somebody picked it up. What do you

want it for?

Oh, I, uh, I thought it might make a
good souvenir.

Yes, it would. Matter of fact, I
wouldn't mind having it myself.

But I guess we're out of luck. Somebody
beat us to it.

So long, Jimmy.

Come on, Inspector.

Super. Man.

Super.

Here. Here.

Now, what do I charge?

Ten dollars. No, no, no. That's not
enough.

No, no, no.

Twenty-five dollars.

Twenty-five.

Here, here. Feel this. Feel this. A
solid iron crowbar. Or maybe steel.

Now, could you bend a crowbar like that?
Or could I do it? No, no. Only Superman.

The great Superman. Wait a minute. Never
mind all that stuff. You were in the

crowd when they arrested those guys,
weren't you? I saw you walking along the

street afterwards.

Yes, yes, of course. But you can't take
this away from me. No, no.

Finders keepers. Oh, this is one of the
best finds I ever made.

Now, not $24.50. Would $24.50 be too
much?

You mean you picked that up just so you
could sell it? Well, what do you think

I'm in business for, my health?

I was in business for my health until I
got the Superman idea.

Now, look, look.

A spinning wheel. Would you want a
spinning wheel or an oriental back

scratcher? No, of course not. You're a
young man of the metropolis. And when

you buy a curio, it's got to be
authentic. It's got to be real. It's got

to be Superman. No, wait a minute, sir.
You're talking so much that I really

don't understand what you're trying to
say. Look, look.

$20.75.

No. I don't have that kind of money.

But do you mean you've got other
Superman stuff? Yeah, maybe something

for $5. You do have $5, don't you?

Well. Maybe three or four. Yeah, yeah,
yeah.

350, 350, and it's yours.

A brick?

A brick? Oh, you ignorant young man.
Look, look, look. That's where his thumb

went right through. The one and only
such brick in existence.

You mean Superman's thumb?

Yeah, the something or other case. You
must have read about it in the Daily

Planet a couple of weeks ago.

Well, anyway, anyway, he smashed through
a brick wall, and I collected every one

of the bricks.

And that's the last one there is.

Three and a quarter.

Oh, I'll take it. Three and a quarter.

Gee, but you've got all kinds of
Superman souvenirs, haven't you? Gee,

Willie, proprietor, at your service. The
Superman souvenir shop.

Yeah. Golly, that's some idea.

Well, thank you, sir.

Yeah, come back, won't you? Come back.

As you can see, it was just a routine
assignment.

Hi, Mr. Kent, Miss Lane.

Look what I got.

Well, who are you going to throw that
at?

Nobody. This isn't a throwing brick.

This is a saving brick. What are you
talking about?

Apparently, Jimmy's planning on getting
married, Lois, and he's saving up for

his house brick by brick.

What on earth? Let me see it. Be
careful. Don't touch it. It's the only

one there is.

Look, that's his thumbprint in it.

Whose? What are you talking about?

A Superman souvenir.

It's real, too. The guy at the store
said it was the only one. Oh, I know,

but I'd better cost you three or four
dollars, didn't it?

How do you know?

I found that shop yesterday. And Mr.
Willie, isn't he the cutest thing? But

you should see the bargain I got.

Will someone please tell me what this is
all about?

Oh, you're not interested.

Look, Jimmy, a dagger and only $4.95.

Bet that's better than a dirty old
brick.

I'm going to use it as a paperweight at
home.

Gee, I wish I would have got there
first. What good is it? It's bent.

Oh, Clark, really.

This is the same knife a spy used to try
to stab Superman with last month. It's

bent because it couldn't pierce his
skin.

Oh, sure, I remember.

Huh? How could you remember? You're out
of time, Mr. Kent.

Oh, don't pay any attention to him. He's
up in the clouds today. The boss has

been patting him on the back for getting
that story about Superman catching

crooks this morning.

Oh? But that was the story I was going
to write. I was there with Inspector

Henderson. I mean, oh, I got so
interested in souvenirs, I forgot all

about it. I don't blame you, Jimmy.

Gee, the things that Mr. Willie's got.

Maybe I could write a story about him.

About those souvenirs.

Golly, Mr. Kent, you ought to see that
cruel boy. Mr. Kent is just not

interested, Jimmy.

He hit me.

He hit me. Mr. Jasper, sit down. Jimmy,
get Mr. Jasper a glass of water.

You know me? Of course. Jasper and
Company, Chemical Engineers. Your office

is right down the corridor.

Now tell me, who hit you?

I don't know. I never saw him before.

He had a scar.

The payroll.

That's what he was after. I've got to
get back to my office.

It was the whole payroll for my plan out
of town.

That money's gone. I'll be ruined.

No.

It's still here.

That's strange.

I was unconscious.

He could have taken it.

It looks to me like you were just plain
slugged. Have you got any enemies?

No, not that I know of.

He was such a huge bruiser. He must have
been here for something.

Let's see.

I was just sitting there playing with
the paper knife I'd recently bought.

Did you say a paper knife?

It's gone.

It was just a silly little thing, I
know. It was only worth a few dollars. I

picked it up this morning at the curio
shop.

Believe it or not, it was a dagger all
bent out of shape when it bounced off

Superman.

Superman?

You know something?

That's what he took.

That's what the man came here after.

It must be. It's the only thing that's
missing.

But why?

Was it anything like this?

Why, yes, that's it. That's mine. How
did you get it? Oh, no, it isn't. I

bought it yesterday afternoon.

Well, that's strange. It's identical.

Same blade, heavy handle, everything.

And Mr. Willie said mine was the only
one there was.

That's what he told me, too.

Let me see that knife, Lois. No.

Well, I just think that something that
Superman should know himself, that's

all. Yes, I think he should. Well, maybe
he will. And maybe I'll find him and

tell him about that souvenir shop.

It's my knife, Clark, and my mystery.
You weren't even interested. All right,

Lois, all right.

I'm sorry, but this isn't the time to go
into it. But it is the time for you and

Jim to take this gentleman down to see
Inspector Henderson and tell him the

whole story. Oh, and just what do you
propose to do, Mr. Kent?

Well, inasmuch as everyone is so
interested in souvenirs, I thought I

might shop around a bit myself.

Would you hurry, please? I'm late for an
appointment. There you are, and there's

your change.

Good morning, sir. Good morning. What
can I do for you?

Good morning. I understand you sell
souvenirs here. Of Superman.

Oh, the crowbar. Yes, indeed, I do. And
you're just the man for that crowbar.

Well, I don't know about being the man
for a crowbar, but I am interested in a

knife. A knife?

Yes, the dagger that was supposedly
flattened on Superman's chest. I believe

you have it. Oh, that knife. Yes, yes,
indeed, I have. Yes, I have it right

here. Oh, you have it?

Well, there's only one, naturally. All
my souvenirs are authentic originals.

Is that so?

Just ask Superman if you don't believe
me.

Now, that knife is right there.

Oh, I remember. It's out back. I took it
down the street for polishing the other

day. Anything I hate is a rusty
souvenir. Oh, so do I.

Yeah, yeah. Well, don't worry. It won't
take a minute to unwrap it. Well, take

your time. I'm in no hurry. I like to
look around.

I'll find it. I'll find it. Don't worry.

Yeah, yeah.

Here we are. Here we are.

It'll... Just be a minute now. Just be a
minute.

Oh, I dropped it.

I didn't hurt it a bit. There, look at
that, look at that. Bent by the man of

steel himself.

And only $7.50.

Mr. Willie, has it ever occurred to you
how Superman might feel if he caught you

doing this?

No harm in selling souvenirs.

I don't think he'd like it very much.

Nonsense, nonsense. I know Superman
better than you do. He's got nothing

against me. He doesn't want to see me
poor.

That's not what I meant. I'm talking
about selling fake souvenirs, like that

drawer full of extra knives there.

No, my souvenirs are authentic. That is
most of them.

Wait a minute.

That woman who was just here drove off
in the car. What did she buy?

Oh, just a little souvenir.

What kind of a souvenir?

Well, it was a knife. A knife. Well, who
is she? Where does she live? I don't

know. I don't know anything about her. I
do a strictly cash business. No charge

account. Hence, no names and no
addresses.

Oh, fine.

That must be crazy.

Now, you say a man took your package? A
man with a scar?

Yes. And there was my purse right there.

Why didn't he take that?

What was in that package?

Oh, just a silly little knife. A bent-up
little knife.

I mean, you bent it. It was a souvenir I
just bought.

Superman.

What does it mean?

I don't know yet.

With the number of knives floating
around, I'd better find out in a hurry.

Will you excuse me?

Certainly. Thank you.

Great Caesar's ghost. How many?

And in each case, the man just took one
of those knives, eh, Inspector?

Kent, where have you been? This is the
craziest story we've had in years.

Is that Inspector Henderson?

Three more people have been assaulted,
and from each one, they took a souvenir

knife, all just the same.

Chief, has Lois Lane come back to the
office yet? Yes, yes, go on, I get it.

Shh, I said, has Lois Lane come back?
Chief, I'm sorry, let me have it. Hello,

Bill? Hey, what's all the shouting up
there?

Yes, Kent, I heard you. Miss Lane's
still here at headquarters, so of course

she's all right.

Oh. I was worried. She has one of those
knives herself, you know.

She has?

Well, she didn't tell me anything about
it.

Well, I think you better take it away
from her.

Everyone that has one seems to be
getting in trouble.

What's this about more people being
assaulted?

Oh, yes.

Three others who bought knives also had
them stolen.

No, nobody killed yet. But it was
probably the same scar-faced man who did

it. You'd have to move awfully fast.

Well, not necessarily.

One of these assaults happened last
night. The others earlier this morning.

I've got Mr. Jasper, the chemist in the
other room right now, trying to put

together a description of the scar face
for us.

That's where Miss Lane and young Olsen
are right now.

But I sure didn't know she had a knife.

Hang on a second.

What's bothering you?

Nothing. I was just trying to remember.
I think his scar was on the right side

of the face.

Miss Lane?

You mean the girl reporter?

Yes. She and the boy went out of here
several minutes ago.

Went out? There was a messenger here
with a note, something about a fire in

her apartment.

Miss Lane and Jimmy went over to her
apartment, something about a fire.

Thanks, Bill.

Hey, where are you going, Kat? They may
be in trouble again.

I don't smell any smoke.

Isn't that a fireman or a piece of fire?
Okay, don't bother to turn around.

Step over there, Miss Lane. You tie her
up and blindfold her, but good.

What's this all about?

Just a knife, that's all.

What do you want with that knife?

Don't you wish you knew?

Make a million bucks, maybe?

Because I'm a nut for souvenirs, maybe?

Jimmy, are you all right?

I never learned not to fool around with
me.

Well, it looks like I'm too late here
again.

I tried to jump the guy with the scar,
Superman, but he whacked me over the

head, and he got away with the knife.

But, Superman, I've got it. I know why
he wants those knives.

There's something valuable hidden inside
one of them, and he keeps chasing after

them until he finds the right knife.

I hardly think that's likely. But,
Superman, the real knife, I mean the one

Mr. Willie claims all these to be, is
the one a spy tried to stab you with

several weeks ago, remember?

And he was from Asia.

Maybe there's a secret formula hidden
inside one of them. Just a minute,

Jimmy. We're getting a little wild,
aren't we? Superman, if you could only

use your X-ray vision on him... Oh,
Superman, he's right. Why else would a

man be so frantic to get all these
knives?

Well, there's one sure way to find out.
How?

I'd get hold of one of these knives
myself and walk around... Oh, but he'd

never attack you.

Oh, that's very true. So I'll get Clark
Kent to do it. And I'll keep an eye on

him. Meanwhile, you two be careful.

Well... He and Clark Kent are certainly
being thick these days.

They sure are.

Got it. We'll leave the seventh night.
That's what the bot needed.

This guy's got the craziest reactions.

Let go of your unconscious.

We've got to take him with us, Louie.
Give me a hand.

This is it, Louie.

A big house right ahead.

The boss will be along pretty quick, and
then we can collect our million bucks,

pay, and retire.

Hey, what a job.

Hey, let go of the knife. I got it. Now
the job's really completed.

Come on, we'll dump him on you.

Yes? Who?

Superman?

Yes, yes, I'll get there as quickly as I
can.

Got it. We got it. A million bucks.

Leave us be on our way.

Leave us.

Hello, Inspector.

Well, well, already captured them, eh?

Well, these are just the hired hands
that did the work. They don't look

bright enough to mastermind anything.

They were bright enough to collect a
cool million dollars.

A million dollars?

But who paid them? What could be in
those knives that's worth that much

money? Well, we'll find out when we go
up the road a little ways.

Can Flannery here take care of these two
characters?

Flannery can.

So hop in if you don't mind riding in a
car for a change.

My pleasure to drive with you always,
Inspector.

Yes, who is it? Inspector Henderson.

Oh, hello there. Come in, come in.

Mr. Jasper.

Yes, this is his home.

That's right. What do you want? You
know, where are the knives, all seven of

them? Knives?

Perhaps I can help you, Inspector. I see
them through that wall on the table.

I don't understand.

They're just souvenirs, I thought.

Here we are, Inspector.

Mr. Jasper, you're under arrest.

You're responsible for all this.

What? Why, I haven't done anything.

Don't you realize I was even assaulted
myself?

Sure, sure. To make it look good, I
know. No, please, listen to me. Never

mind, never mind.

Superman, I'm going to look around the
rest of the house. All right, Inspector.

You believe me, don't you?

I was just sitting here working.

We have a synthetic metals program
underway, you know.

But if someone else has been in the
house, I'm sure I didn't know about it.

I see, Mr. Jasper. Well, everyone seems
to think there's something very valuable

in one of those knives.

Oh.

And you're going to examine them with
your X-ray vision?

That's correct.

Well, that's the most powerful X-ray in
the world, isn't it? I presume so, and I

want it to be.

We'd better stand back. We could be
burned by the ray bombardment so

intense. That's quite correct. As a
matter of fact, you'd better all wait in

the hall.

Very well.

Looks like you're all wrong.

There's absolutely nothing hidden in any
one of those knives.

Of course not. The knives are mine. I
bought them legitimately.

Maybe there has been a mistake.

Superman, look at this.

Seven more knives.

I found them in the upstairs hall.

Oh, no.

I don't think you'll find anything
hidden in those knives either,

Inspector. Hey, maybe those are the ones
the guy with the scar stole from the

people and just brought here.

But why?

And who did he deliver them to? And if
there isn't anything in the knives...

Well, at least you know I'm telling the
truth now.

You can't prove I've done one single
thing wrong.

I've never seen those knives before.

And the ones in my office, well, they're
just mine, that's all.

Now, please, take your mysteries out of
here.

Superman, what do you think we ought to
do?

Believe him, I guess, Inspector.

That is, if Mr. Jasper will grant us one
small favor before we go.

Why, of course. I'd like to cooperate.

Fine. I'd like to have one of your
knives as a souvenir.

Certainly. Here.

It's all yours.

Oh, no.

Not one of those.

I want one of the knives in there that I
just subjected to my X-ray vision.

What?

No. I mean, help yourself.

You're afraid to go in that room, aren't
you, Mr. Jasper?

You know all about harmless metals,
don't you?

Perhaps the alloys I saw in there are no
longer harmless.

Please, don't make me go in there.

It's all very simple.

You hire a couple of thugs to steal
knives, so we'll think there's something

hidden in one of them.

Why? So you could trick me into using my
X-ray vision on certain knives that you

made yourself, right?

Yes. Yes, the knives are made out of
alloy.

I've worked on this all my life.

But your X-ray was the only one that was
powerful enough.

I don't get it. What's he talking about?

I'll show you, Jimmy.

There, you see?

Jeepers. You see, Jimmy, certain alloys
can be changed when bombarded by an X

-ray. That is, provided you can find one
powerful enough.

Mr. Jasper here has made a truly
remarkable discovery.

And he tricked me into using my X-ray
vision on those knives of his, which

transformed them into pure radium worth
many millions of dollars.

All right, Mr. Jasper.

Come along with me.

Yes, Mr. Willie.

Well, everyone's taken care of but you.

Everyone? The police have just
appropriated several million dollars

worth of radium from Metropolis
Hospitals. It was obtained fraudulently

by a man who's now in prison.

Prison? Fraud? But, Superman, you're not
going to say that what I did was that.

Not exactly.

But I want you to stop selling Superman
souvenirs, even if they're genuine like

that crowbar.

Well, but I have stopped, can't you see?
I'm in the pastry business now. My wife

does the baking and I do the selling.
Oh, that souvenir business was far too

dangerous. Far too dangerous. You're
absolutely right. Well, good luck to

you. Oh, and don't eat up all the
profits.

Oh, Superman.

Yes?

Anytime you need a wedding cake or
anything like that, just please, it'll

be on the house.

Thank you. I'll remember.

Oh, that beautiful thing.

What a souvenir that would make.

Don't miss the next real packed episode
in the amazing adventures of Superman.

Superman is based on the original
character appearing in Superman

magazine.