All language subtitles for 066 - Aos

The adventures of Superman.

Faster than a speeding 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.

Is it nearly time, Grandpa?

No, we've still got ten minutes,
sweetheart.

And that can be a long time.

Not to say goodbye to Joey.

You know, I don't want to sell Joey any
more than you do, Alice.

But we just have to, honey.

We have other horses back at the farm.

Why does it have to be Joey, Grandpa?

Joey is a thoroughbred.

His father was a great racehorse. And
Joey's going to be a great racehorse,

too. That's what makes him so valuable.

I don't care if he's valuable.

I love him.

You love the old farm, too, don't you?
It's the best farm in the whole world.

I wish you were back there right now.
And everything was like it used to be

before those men from the bank came.
It's not their fault our crops dried up,

honey. Now I have to give them a lot of
money, or they have to take the farm.

But how can I explain it to Joey?

He'll think we don't love him anymore.

I think Joey understands.

Don't you, boy?

That's all right, Joey.

You're a big horse now.

And big horses aren't supposed to cry.

At least not too much.

Unless, unless... I'm going to have to
take Joey away pretty soon, aren't I?

And you don't want him to remember you
with those big tears in your eyes?

Goodbye, Joey.

I wasn't prepared for anything like this
at a horse auction, Chief.

You women are too sentimental.

Come on, I'll introduce you.

Come.

Harry. Perry White, you old reprobate.
So you did get my letter. That's why

we're here, Pete.

Lois, this is Pete Thomas.

We went to school together 40 years ago.

Pete, this is Miss Lane.

How are you?

Perry always was popular with the pretty
girls, Miss Lane.

Oh, excuse me.

This is my granddaughter, Alice.

Alice, this is Mr. White. Hello. And
Miss Lane. Hello, Alice.

How do you do?

Well, you do all right with pretty girls
yourself, Pete.

This is my little darling.

You promised it would be a long ten
minutes, Grandpa.

I have an idea, Alice. As soon as the
auction is over, how would you like to

go shopping with a beautiful new dress
with lace and pearl buttons and a satin

belt? No, thank you.

Joey likes me and Levi's.

Goodbye,

Joey.

What are they talking about?

I don't know, sweetie.

Chief, you didn't.

I did.

The Daily Planet has purchased a
racehorse. And who was it that said

women are too sentimental?

Grandpa, do they own Joey now?

That's right, sweetheart.

Now they're going to race him.

And all the money that Joey wins goes to
a children's charity to help little boys

and girls just like you. Now, isn't that
wonderful?

I guess so.

Joey likes children.

Well, Pete, I think I have to be going.

Yeah, I'll walk out with you. And I'll
stop by your office later on to make the

arrangements. Fine, fine, Pete. Well,
goodbye, Alice. I'll see you later,

Lois. Right.

Goodbye.

I'll think of you every day, Joey.

Don't worry, Alice. We'll take good care
of him. I'll write you letters all about

him, and sometimes maybe you can pay him
a visit.

All right?

I know you'll take good care of him, but
he's going to miss me so much.

I'm sure he will, Alice.

Now, Chief, let me get this straight.

Do you mean to tell me that the Daily
Planet actually bought itself a

racehorse? What's wrong with that, Mr.
Kent?

Sure, we wouldn't want to be known as
the only newspaper without a horse.

Olsen? Yes, sir.

Oh, what I meant was that... No, that
wouldn't want to get me into more

trouble. Let's face it, Clark. The
Chief's heart of ice just melted all

over the place. Nothing of the sort.

It would be a great promotional stunt
for the planet. And think of all the

money we'd be donating to charity.

Yes, provided someone sought that horse
to run. You know, just because a horse

has four legs doesn't make him a winner,
Chief.

Mr. Kent.

I have engaged one of the best trainers
in the country, and he assures me that

Joey can win the Jupiter steak race.

I hope you remember to tell Joey.

Oh, Clark, now you're just being nasty.

No, Lois, just practical.

After all, horse racing can be a good,
clean sport, but there's liable to be a

rotten apple in any barrel.

If you think there might be some dirty
work afoot, why don't you ask Superman

to keep an eye on things?

For your information, Jim, Superman
manages to keep pretty busy, and he also

only happens to have two eyes.

Yeah, but would I?

Sometimes I wonder why Superman picked
you for a friend. He's not afraid of

anything. You're afraid of everything.

Well, Lois, perhaps that's the reason.

The only thing that's going to happen in
this race is that Joey is going to win

it, period.

Now, if you don't mind, we have a
50-page edition of a Metropolitan

newspaper to get out.

Yes, sir. Come on, Jim.

And, Mr. Kent. Sir.

Pardon me if I'm wrong, but don't you
work here, too?

Oh, yes, Chief.

Yes?

I hope you're right, too, about Joey.

Long distance, operator.

Long distance?

Give me the torque, please.

Ambroise 6852. And make it snappy, eh?

Hello, Murray?

Luke Palmer.

Yeah. Swell.

Listen, Murray.

I want to get a bet on the Jupiter
stakes tomorrow.

How much can you handle on Rover Girl?

Ten thousand?

Okay. Book me.

Sure she's gonna win.

So long, chump.

How do you get me Las Vegas?

Granite. 5826.

Hello, Homestretch Harry?

Luke Palmer.

Yeah. I want to lay 20 grand on Rover
Girl in the Jupiter tomorrow.

Yeah.

More if you want it.

Yeah. Okay, Harry, thanks.

If you don't stop spinning that, you
know, someday you're gonna take off just

like an airplane.

Luke, we got trouble.

You better cancel them bets.

What for?

To keep out of the poorhouse.

What's the matter? Rover girl didn't
bust a leg, did she?

Worse. Two legs?

Luke, the competition has suddenly got
serious.

Who's worried about competition?

Don't forget, we got an added little
gimmick working between Rover Girl and

us. Oh, yeah?

Take a look. Put that thing away, will
you?

These notes are on a horse named Joey.

He was entered an hour ago in the
Jupiter.

Works a half mile in less than 47.

Right. I personally had a telescope and
a stopwatch on this animal. And look at

the ancestry. By War King out of Sally
B.

Boy. This Joey really comes from the
right side of the tracks, don't he?

Sure. Some guy by the name of Thomas
just sold him to the Daily Planet.

The Planet?

What do they want with horses?

They just got one, Joey, and that's all
they need.

And you think maybe this Joey might beat
us in spite of the circumstances?

He's got a good chance in spite of the
circumstances.

And I got a fortune bet on Rover, girl.

And I never gamble.

That is, I don't gamble if there's any
gamble involved.

So what do we do?

So what do we do?

You and me are going to pay Joey a visit
tonight, and tomorrow he ain't going to

feel so much like running.

That's crazy, Luke. We could get into
deep trouble.

Forget it.

We got to take care of this, Joey. There
ain't no other way.

Hey, Luke, you think they'll let me keep
this in the penitentiary?

Oh, come on.

My reputation, getting caught sneaking
up on a horse. Shut up and listen.

Well, if there's nothing wrong with him,
like the vet said, why doesn't he get

up? Please, Joey.

It could mean so much to a lot of little
children.

Maybe he's just tired.

No, Jimmy, he'd be sleeping on his feet.

I'm afraid only Joey knows the answer.

Well, whatever it is, there goes the
Jupiter steak race.

And that makes Rover Girl a lead pipe
cinch.

And we don't have to do nothing about
Joey.

Looks like he did it all by himself.

Come on, let's blow.

Well,

all I can say, Joey, is that little
Alice would be mighty disappointed in

you right now.

Chief, you can't blame the horse.

Wait a minute. I think I've got it.

Chief, did you notice anything when you
said her name?

Name? What name? When?

Stand back. I want to try something.

Oh, Miss Lane, it won't work. You can't
hypnotize a horse.

I know, Jim. Just be quiet a minute.

Listen to me, Joey.

Do you miss Alice?

Alice, Joey, is that who you want?

Alice?

That's it?

He's homesick for Alice.

Well, it does make sense, Chief.

Lots of horses have mascots,
particularly racehorses. Usually they're

animals like a dog or a chicken, but
they can be people.

In this case, it is a person. I've
watched them together. Why, it's almost

like they could talk to each other.

Jeepers, a talking horse.

Now what do we do?

Depends on what they do.

Well, what are we going to do about it?

Chief, why don't you let me go and...
I've got it, Chief. There's just enough

time for Jim and me to drive up to the
farm.

Yeah, and bring Alice back.

That's just what I was about to suggest,
Chief. Only, you see, I can do it

without... Without what, Mr. Kent?

Well, I was just trying to say... I can
drive just as well as you can, Mr. Kent.

And besides, someone must stay with Joy.

Someone who really understands horses.

How they need a mascot, how they sleep
standing up, and so forth.

Okay, Chief, you win.

All right, Lois, that gives you about 12
hours before the race starts. It's an

hour to spare.

We'll make it. Come on, Jim.

No chance to use this. Not with them
hanging around all night.

We don't have to. You know where this
farm is, don't you?

Sure. Greengrass County.

Okay, by using my private plane, you can
beat them there easy.

Let's go.

Well, I don't know why I'm always the
one to straighten everything out.

Good night, Mr. Kent.

Good morning, Mr. White.

Hello, Joey.

I'm Clark Kent.

Now, what was it you wanted to talk
about, boy, huh?

How's the time, Jim?

Right on the button, Miss Lane.

Are you sure this is the right road?

Well, put it this way.

We don't come to a bridge pretty soon.

We're lost.

Oh, golly, we just can't be.

We'll never make it in time.

There's a man on the road up ahead. Why
don't you pull over and ask him? Good

idea.

Can I help you, miss? We're looking for
the Thomas farm. Is this the right road?

It sure is, lady. It's about four
furlongs. I mean, it's a half mile up.

Thank you very much. But you can't drive
to it. The bridge is out.

Oh, dear.

Well, I guess we'll have to leave the
car here and walk. Come on, Jim.

You can't walk it either.

This is private property.

Yeah, but we're friends of the owner,
Mr. Thomas.

He don't own it anymore.

Sold out yesterday.

But that's impossible.

He sold his prize horse to keep the
farm.

I can't help it, lady.

The new owner is one of them eccentric
guys. Don't want nobody on his property.

Well, we'll see about that. At least we
can find out where the Thomases went.

I don't advise it, lady.

From this point on, things get awful
dangerous around here.

Why? Buddy, are you threatening us?

I wouldn't say that.

Well, I would.

Come on, Miss Lynn, let's get out of
here.

Guess there's nothing else we can do.

I just don't understand it.

That's life.

Just full of little mysteries.

Each day, a new adventure.

Every hour, a twist of fate.

The Cracker Barrel philosophy and the
gun just don't go together.

Speaking about going, where do we go?

Home, I guess, Jim.

Too late now, even if we knew where
Alice was.

But what I don't understand is why the
new owner should post an armed guard.

Clark, if we knew the answers, we
wouldn't be here without Alice.

And if we'd asked many more questions,
we wouldn't be here at all.

Well, Pete knew I bought Jory to help
him save the farm. Now I feel that he

chigged me.

I wouldn't say that exactly, boss.

I think that maybe we're looking at this
whole thing backwards. What do you mean?

I think it's only fair to consider the
possibility that Pete didn't sell the

farm at all.

If he didn't, then how come there's a
new owner?

Maybe there isn't.

Which is what I'm going to find out.

Operator, will you get me Peter...

Thomas, at RFD 30, Pine Road, Greengrass
County. Right.

Yes. Thank you. I'll wait.

Well, what good will it do anyway,
Clark?

That's right. We couldn't get Alice here
in time no matter what.

Oh, I wouldn't be too sure of that,
Jimmy. Oh, hello.

Mr. Thomas?

Why, sure. This is me, Mr. Kent.

Oh, then you still live on the farm?

Well, tarnation.

Where else do you think I'd be living?

Hey, wait a minute.

Is this one of Perry's jokes?

You know, he was always a great one for
that.

No, Mr. Thomas, I can assure you it's no
joke. Is Alice there?

Well, yes, she's here, but she's not
feeling too well.

Well, I'll have to explain all this to
you a little later.

Meanwhile, I don't want you to leave the
house or let anyone in. Is that clear?

All right. Goodbye.

Right now, I feel awfully foolish.

I don't know why you should, Lois. After
all, you shouldn't be expected to cope

with a man with a rifle.

Can't I ever hunch you're thinking about
Superman right now? Can you get a hold

of him?

Yes, Chief. I think I know exactly where
he is.

Chippers where?

Well, I can tell you where I hope you'll
be in the next few minutes, and that's

at the stables. Now, if you'll excuse
me.

If he knew where to contact Superman,
why didn't we follow him?

Yeah, I'd like to know how he does that.

Could he have got an elevator that fast?

Maybe the storeroom.

He's not in there.

I beg your pardon.

Is this the way to the Thomas farm?

Yeah, yeah, sure.

Well, is it all right if I go right on
through?

Who cares where you go? Beat it, I'm
sleeping.

Well, I just thought with the gun and
everything... Look, buddy, I don't care

who goes in there now. I'm just waiting
for some friends to pick me up.

Oh, I see.

Well, thank you. Thank you very much.
Hey, what's the big idea?

Does this look like Joey, Grandpa?

Hey, that sure does.

But sweetheart, you're going to have to
stop thinking of Joey.

I can't, Grandpa.

I just can't.

Could that be that pimp fellow already?

Good afternoon.

Superman!

This has sure got the best of me.

My friend Clark Kendall will call a
little later and explain everything, Mr.

Thomas. But right now, I have a favor to
ask.

May I have your permission to take Alice
with me?

Well, I reckon I can trust the Superman.
Thank you, sir.

Alice, how would you like me to take you
to see Joey?

To see Joey?

Oh, yes, yes, Superman.

I've missed him so much.

And he's missed you, too.

Has he really?

Oh, yes, he has. Really.

Come on, now.

You're not going to be frightened now,
are you? I'll just close my eyes and

think about seeing Joey all the way.

Attagirl.

Oh, goodbye, Mr. Thomas.

Goodbye.

Goodbye, sweetheart.

It's barely time to get him up and
saddled.

Maybe Mr. Kent couldn't contact Superman
after all.

Oh, I wouldn't say that, Jimmy.

Joey.

Joey, I'm here.

Are you all right, Joey?

He knows me. He knows I'm here.

Please get up, Joey.

I'll never leave you again.

Never.

That's the way. You can do it. You can
do it.

He's better. He's all right now.

Good boy, Joey.

We knew you could do it. Now get out
there and win that race.

You are a superman.

We didn't even get a chance to thank
him.

Joey can do that by winning the race.
Can't you, Joey?

Thank you.

Attention, ladies and gentlemen.

The horses are at the gate.

He's got to win. He's got to. He will
now that I'm here.

Just in time.

Where have you been?

I've been pretty busy, Chief, but let's
watch the race, shall we?

Boss, I don't get it. I thought you said
Joey wasn't going to run.

That's what I said.

Wait till I get my hands on Sully.

They're off.

And running.

It's Dodger breaking on top. Lady Jane
second. Joey third.

Sir Duke fourth.

Red Apple fifth.

Rover Girl is sixth.

Ashley Glanstein for the first time.
It's Dodger on top. Joey second. And

here comes Rover Girl. It's Dodger.
Joey.

Grover girl.

I was in a bit worried, especially with
this.

He did his best, dear.

I thought he'd win for me.

Here comes Rover Girl in the winner's
circle now.

Jeepers, I don't even want to watch.

Evidently, Clark does.

Excuse me. I'll see you all back at the
office.

Oh, he was a poor loser.

But I'll feel a lot better when they
make it official.

Relax. It's in the bag.

If you'll examine that saddle, you'll
find it's wired to give electric shocks

to the horse.

It's operated by remote control from the
stands. Oh, incidentally, this jockey

and the owners are in the clear.

If that's true, it's a very serious
matter.

What's Superman doing down there?

Your attention, ladies and gentlemen, a
foul has been declared.

Superman has ruined us.

Let's get out of here.

Clover girl has been disqualified.

The new winner, Joey.

Heard about the disqualification, so I
came right over. And missed the

excitement by about ten minutes, as
usual.

Well, you're just in time to hear what I
have to say.

Joey won what I paid for him.

Plus enough to make a nice donation to
the children's charity.

Well, that's great, Chief.

So I think he should go right back to
his rightful owner.

Alice, he's all yours.

Joey, did you hear what Mr. White said?

We're going to be together again.

Forever and ever.

Just like I promised.

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.