All language subtitles for 081 - Aos

Of Superman.

That took on 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.

I can't understand it.

A valuable load of drugs disappears, and
two days later, there's not a trace of

the truck or the driver.

Looks to me like more than a simple case
of hijacking. Well, the drug company

agrees with you. They've got a warrant
out for the driver's arrest.

They believe that he drove the truck to
a prearranged spot to meet with his

accomplices. However, Kent still
believes it was a hijacking job.

Where is Clark, incidentally? He's been
out all day tracking down a lead.

And if Kent doesn't get back soon, we'll
have to go to press without his story.

I have a hunch we won't get any story
until someone tries to sell those drugs.

Well, it's about time he got back. Did
he get anything?

Not a thing, and I can't understand it.
I can understand where a plane could be

missing in a flight, but not a truck on
an open highway.

Superman was out. He couldn't find
anything suspicious.

On top of everything else, we're
shorthanded. Jimmy won't be back from

his vacation for another week.

Well, I consider that the only break
we've had so far.

And what is it, pal? A fire or a
wedding?

This is the highway. I was only doing 35
in a 45-mile zone.

Yeah, you were also doing 35 right
through the town of Ackport.

A town? I didn't see any town. No, of
course you didn't. At the speed you were

going.

Are you going to give me a ticket?

And never hear from you again?

Nothing doing.

You turn your car around and follow me.

So this is Zach Poit. No wonder I didn't
see it. Don't talk like that in front of

the judge. He's sensitive about our
town. You got a judge here? Who elected

him, you? Just step inside.

Now, let's see, young man. The arresting
officer's got you marked down here going

40 miles an hour.

Sure, I was doing 40, but that's below
the highway limit.

Well, the town of Atwood's clearly
posted 25 miles an hour.

Your whole town is only 100 yards long,
and by the time anyone sees the sign,

they're out of town.

the signage of that port has nothing to
do with it. Our citizens are still

entitled to the protection of the
traffic laws.

The fine is $5 for a mile for every mile
above the speed limit.

That would be $75 for 75 days in jail.

$75? That's highway robbery.

Plus $5 for insulting the court, making
a grand total of $80.

Now, do I hear any further outbursts?

There you go.

Next case?

I have a James Olsen here, Your Honor. I
clocked him at 35.

All right.

I'm no public accountant, but I know my
table's a five. That's 50 bucks.

That's $130 just now.

That makes $640 so far today. Not bad.
We're averaging close to $1

,000 a day in fines alone.

Yes, and that truck of chemicals we
grabbed, another $10,000 left.

We've been in this spot almost a week
now. Don't you think it's time we moved

the town?

Oh, what a day, sir.

I think it's safe to stay here for a
while.

You know, this is the sweetest setup
we've ever had.

You don't even have to use a gun and the
suckers pay up almost willingly.

You know, if it keeps up as good as
this, we'll be able to buy a legitimate

town and do this whole thing legally.

Give me a break, Inspector.

I can't keep writing headlines that say
police expect early arrest.

Yes? I see.

Well, thanks anyway.

Nothing? Nothing. They haven't even got
the smell of a clue. The truck and the

driver just disappeared from the face of
the earth.

Your vacation still has five days to go.

I ran out of money. I thought you had it
all budgeted. I did, but I ran into an

expense that wasn't in my budget.

Oh, anything happen to the car?

It sure did.

It got caught going 35 miles an hour in
a 25-mile zone.

Serves you right for speeding.

But I wasn't speeding.

In fact, I was doing 10 miles under the
highway limit. But I passed these four

little wooden buildings that they call
the town, and they fined me 50 bucks for

speeding within the town limits.

Well, I wouldn't feel too badly about
it, Jimmy.

Some few small towns are speed traps,
but the majority is just trying to

protect their citizens. I want to do a
story about that phony speed trap. I

took some pictures. No, you don't. You
don't use this paper to work off your

private grudges.

That's lesson number one for a newspaper
man.

And I'm surprised that you hadn't
learned it before this.

I want you to work on this truck thing
with Kent.

Chief? Yes?

I, um... All right.

Here's an advance.

Thanks, Chief.

Come on, Junior.

Oh, Olsen.

Yes, sir? You better let Kent drive.

Can I say no?

Sounds like you're going to have
company.

I don't want company. I want out.

When does my case come up?

Keep your shirt on, Mr. Harris. The
judge should be back from his fishing

trip real soon.

His trip is the only thing around here
that sounds fishy.

I could lose my job for this. How about
letting me out on bail?

Sorry, Mr. Harris.

You don't seem to realize the
seriousness of your offense.

My only offense was in driving through
your crummy town. My brakes are

perfectly all right, and you know it.

Oh, I've got to tell the fellas about
this place.

Hey, you'll be known as a truck driver's
friend.

Always glad to have you fellas stop by.

You know, I still can't see how you're
doing.

Brother owns a butcher shop.

What are you hauling?

A mixed lot.

Mostly frozen TV tubes.

Frozen TV tubes, huh?

How about another cup of coffee? Oh,
yeah, thanks.

Looks like I was right. You are going to
have company.

What do you mean? Another trucker. I
wouldn't be a bit surprised if his

brakes tested out bad, too.

good to see a man enjoy the food the way
you do.

Hey, what's that cop doing by my truck?

Anything wrong, officer?

Having a lot of accidents lately, mainly
on account of falling brakes.

We have a strict law about that here.

There's nothing wrong with those. I just
had them tested before I set out. Sorry,

fella. We'll have to check them
ourselves. It looks like you have a

loose air hose under there. Another
truck has disappeared.

Loaded with valuable furs and other
disposable merchandise.

And not one of it has brought back a
single clue that we can pin a story on.

Well, for that matter, neither have the
police.

Well, that's not my problem, but the
planet is. Now get out and bring me back

a story that'll have an angle and will
sell papers.

Right, Chief.

Come on.

You get going, too. You'll not find
those trucks around this office.

And I don't think we'll find them nosing
around every character that's ever been

connected with a hijacking job.

You talk like a girl with an angle.

I am.

I think this is an entirely new crowd
operating in an entirely new way. I'd

like to start driving along the highway,
stopping in every diner and gas station

along the way until I can pinpoint the
area where the trucks were last seen.

Every diner and gas station? That could
take months.

I know it, but I may get lucky right
away. Anyway, what have we got to lose?

All right. Get going. But phone me every
day so I can sort of keep an eye on you,

eh? Thanks, Chief.

But don't run anything on me. It might
alert whoever's behind all this.

Hanlon said you wanted to see me. That's
right. I just got a report on the

armored car shipment.

It's leaving tomorrow morning.

Was it coming through this highway? No,
no. Now, look. It's going to come

through here.

Now, we'll have to move the town to this
spot between Springfield and Benford.

We'll set up the detour here and the
roadblock there.

Good. We'll start moving right after
dark. Right.

Trouble, boss.

What's up?

Losey Dame over at Joe's Diner asking a
lot of questions about the missing

trucks. Did you get a line on her?

No, but why should she ask questions
here? Sounds like she could be a

reporter or a policewoman. Well, we
can't afford to take any chances. We've

got to grab her. Now get going.

Now, let me think, miss.

All I wanted to know is if you've seen
either of the trucks or the drivers I

described to you.

It's rather hard to say.

I got a lot of truckers in here.

Count the prices, you know.

I'll bet you do.

But think hard, Joe. This is very
important.

Well, now that I think of it, this
fellow looks a little familiar.

I think he was in here sometime last
week.

But it couldn't have been last week. He
started out three days ago.

Can I help you, miss?

Oh, well, I hope so, officer. I was
looking for a lead on the disappearance

of those trucks.

Who are you now?

What's your interest in the case? You
with the police?

Well, no, I'm a reporter with the Daily
Planet. How do I know you are? I have my

press card.

Now, just a minute.

I really am a reporter.

Well, you can call the Metropolis Daily
Planet.

Yes, we'll do that, but in the meantime,
you look a bit suspicious to me.

We'll just have to detain you until we
can check you out.

Purely routine.

Well, I suppose there's nothing I can do
about it. But you're going to look

awfully silly when you find out I'm
telling the truth.

We have a motto in our department, miss.
Better to be silly than sorry.

I wouldn't kid you, Perry. We have
absolutely no lead.

Not even a general section of the
country?

Now, what are you so worried about?

This gang, if it is one, will slip up
sooner or later.

Well, it better be sooner. I'm worried
about Lois.

Lois? What has she got to do with it?

Well, she went off to investigate on her
own.

She was supposed to phone in here every
day.

She didn't call yesterday or today.

That sounds serious.

Have you tried to find her at all? Has
Kent?

No, I don't want Kent knowing about
this. He'll be chasing off, too. That's

why I called you.

Of course, I'll do everything I can.

What highway was she traveling?

Highway 53, and when she phoned me, she
was in Dartsville.

Good day, gentlemen.

Who phoned you from Dartsville?

An old aunt of mine.

An old aunt, eh?

Then why didn't you want me to hear
about her?

Kent, you are an eavesdropper.

And what good reporter is she? Now, come
on, Chief, give.

What are you trying to hold out on me?

All right, I'm worried about Lois.

She went out trying to dig up a lead in
the missing trucks.

She was supposed to phone in here every
day, and I haven't heard from her since

the day before yesterday.

You mean from Dartsville?

Yes.

She's probably somewhere past there now
on Highway 53.

Right, Kent.

Are you going to look for Lois? Well,
naturally.

Do you mind if I go along?

Oh, I have a police car outside, but I'd
rather not use it. It might alarm

whoever it is we're looking for.

Well, the fact of the matter is my car
is in the shop getting some new tires.

Jimmy's been driving me, but I don't
think he'd mind driving you either.

Fine. Okay. Oh, Kent.

Yes, sir? Now that you know, you might
as well go along.

And if Henderson finds anything, I want
a story.

You can use one of the company's cars.

to recognize the countryside.

Well, we're four miles outside of
Dartsville, and the gasoline attendant

positively identified Lois, so we know
we're on the right track.

Big deal.

Well, if she didn't stop at the next
town, she's somewhere between Dartsville

and there.

That's right, and what I'm wondering is,
what are we doing stopping here right in

the middle of nowhere?

This is where I got it last time. At
Fort.

There isn't any such town.

Tell that to the judge.

Well, that's exactly what I hope to do.

Huh? We have a police official with us
this time, remember?

Oh, yeah, that's right.

I'd like to see that joker try to stop
me now.

Well, if that's the case, let's get
started.

Wait a minute. I think there's something
funny going on here. I'd swear this is

where Ackport was.

So you made a mistake.

Now come on, let's get back in the car
and get going.

I couldn't have made a mistake.

I took this highway and it was about
four miles outside of Dartsville.

But a town just doesn't get up and move
away.

Mr. Kent, Inspector Henderson, come over
here.

What is it?

This is the rock I tripped over when the
officer pushed me into the courtroom.

What officer? What courthouse?

Now, wait just a minute, Bill. Are you
sure, Jim? Sure, I'm sure. Right here.

The courthouse was right here.

You could be right at that, Bill. A lot
of footprints around here.

Yeah.

And a few bent nails.

Funny place to find nails, isn't it?

Mm-hmm. Looks as though somebody took
something apart here. Something like a

town? Ridiculous. You don't take a town
apart.

Don't be too sure of that, Bill. I know
this is where the town of Backport was.

Well, if that's the case, we're dealing
with some pretty unusual crooks. And

they may have laws.

Well, let's get going.

All right, but let me drive. If any cops
stop us, let me do the talking. Come on.

Hey,

come

on. You just can't throw people in jail
and keep them here indefinitely.

We're doing it, ain't we?

Boy, I never took a poke at a cop in my
life, but in your case, I'd like to make

an exception.

Big talk.

Yeah, you just take off that gun and
open this door, and we'll show you what

kind of big talk it is.

Now, be nice, boys, and shut up, will
you? You're interfering with my literary

pursuits.

Now, let me tell you something.

Interfering with the working press can
get you some pretty bad publicity.

Publicity we don't want, but you're in
no position to give us any publicity.

Now, be a good kid, and after a while,
Joe will bring you over one of those

nice steaks of his.

Oh, thanks a lot.

What's the matter with you small-town
coppers anyway?

We weren't bothering anybody.

We have very strict speed laws around
here.

You follow me.

Is that the man?

It's he. Even the same opening line.

Step inside the courtroom.

I think the judge will be able to hear
your case immediately.

I have a speeder here, Your Honor.

You idiot! You're supposed to be
watching out for the armored car.

But it's not due until tonight.

We can't afford to take a chance on
missing it. I told you not to fool with

speeders today. These guys were really
speeding. I guess they just got carried

away. Well, all right.

Let's get it over with quick.

Which one of you was driving?

I was, Your Honor.

How fast was he going, officer?

Sixty, Your Honor.

Your name?

Clark Kent, sir.

Kent. Well, young man, I'm going to make
an example of you.

$150 or 90 days.

Fair enough.

Only I haven't got that much cash. Will
you take a check?

Certainly not.

I didn't think you would. So I guess
I'll have to take the 90 days.

Now, maybe some of your friends could
help you out.

Oh, I wouldn't dream of imposing on
them, sir.

No, sir.

Officer, take me away.

Now, wait a minute. Maybe we can make
some arrangements.

How much do you have?

Why, Your Honor, aren't you ashamed?
Trying to corrupt justice.

No, sir. I'm prepared to pay the
penalty. I'll take my 90 days in jail.

Now, hold on, Your Honor.

This has gone far enough, sir. I'm a
police officer, and we're here on a

case. Police officer?

Yes, sir. May I see your credentials?

Certainly, sir.

Well, it seems to be in order.

However, I reckon you all better remain
here till we make a check.

Impersonating an officer is a very
serious offense.

Now, look here, sir. Now, just hold real
still, all of you.

Come on up here, little one.

Captain, gun on the desk.

You again?

It's getting to seem like we're old
friends, isn't it?

What does he mean? One of the speeders
we picked up last week.

What, you stupid fool? I told you not to
bring in repeaters. But he wasn't

driving. I didn't even see him.

You're doing fine picking up repeaters
and policemen.

Now, we got to get rid of all of them.

Just what kind of a crazy town is this?

There's something funny going on here,
all right.

I think all the same people in this town
are in jail, and all the loonies are

running around free.

Yeah, last night they blindfolded us and
then took us for an automobile ride, and

then just returned us to the same cells.

Now, what do you suppose that was for?

I don't know, but I have a hunch.

I think this is the same cell, but I bet
it's not in the same place.

What do you mean?

Well, I think this whole town is
completely phony and portable.

They just move it from one place to
another.

That's good guessing, Miss.

Too bad you won't get a chance to tell
anyone about it.

Don't be too sure.

I'll be missed, and I'll be found.

Clark, am I glad to see you.

Jimmy, Inspector, get me out of here.

Are these the gentlemen that were going
to rescue you, Miss?

Step right in, boys.

Now, you and Hanlon get on out to the
highway near the detour and wait for the

armored car.

Take Joe along with you.

I'll wait in the courthouse.

And when you come back with the car,
we'll get rid of our guests and move on.

Now you've done it.

It almost looks like you planned to get
us into this mess.

Well, at least we know where Lois is.

A lot of good that'll do us.

Stop worrying, Bill. I'll think of
something.

Look here, Inspector.

I guess the door wasn't closed properly
when he turned the key.

Hey, look out!

Up all the stupid tricks.

Oh, I am sorry, Bill. I'll go get some
help.

You know, Jimmy, I'm beginning to worry
about Kent.

What are you stopping for?

Run him down.

I can't budge him.

Of course you can't, stupid. He's
Superman.

Well, back up and go around him.

We're doing over 65 miles an hour. Don't
you know we have speed laws around here?

We're the police.

In that case, we'll talk to the judge.

And I hope you enjoy your new home.

Think they'll be safe in there?

Well, I'm not so sure. They've had a lot
of practice taking that jail apart and

carrying it around. Please, Inspector,
put away your gun.

And just let him come out.

Just for a minute. Boy, this is
something I'd like to see.

Well, anyway, Inspector, I'll send some
of your boys to get you.

Oh, just a minute, Superman.

Yes, Miss Lane. Whatever became of Clark
Hand?

Well, he must have gotten a lift back to
town. You know how he is when there's a

story to be written. Excuse me.

Come on, Jim. Let's try to beat him back
to Metropolis.

Who, Superman?

Of course not, silly. Mr. Kent.

Nothing doing. We're going to take it
nice and easy. Don't you know that some

of these towns are speed traps?

Come on, Jim.

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