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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: 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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Listen to the swine. [CROWD CLAMORING]

The prime minister.

Hail, Markel.

"Get out, Markel, or die.

Burgonia wants no dictator."

Your Excellency.

Perhaps it would be better if you leave

until this crisis is over.

A faction of the army, led by Colonel Gubeck,

has taken over the capital in your absence.

Treason.

I'll have Gubeck before the firing squad for this.

[GLASS SHATTERING]

The emergency exit.

We have a car waiting to take you to the border, Excellency.

Hail, Markel.

[CLAMORING CONTINUES]

Chief, are you sure of this?

Of course, I'm sure.

I've been sitting on this information for years,

knowing, someday, it would come in handy.

And they smuggled Prince Gregori into this country

when he was just a baby?

Right after his father's assassination.

And now suddenly he's become an international front-page figure.

I'll get right on it, chief.

Just a minute, Kent.

Now this boy's just about Jimmy's age.

It's possible he might talk more freely to Jimmy

than he would to you.

That's a good idea.

Jeepers! You mean I'm gonna get to interview him myself?

A real prince?

Kent will go along.

Just in case you get everything fouled up, as usual.

Oh.

Oh, now, Jimmy. It's your story.

I'll just be outside.

You can handle it.

Here's his address.

Find out all you can about his plans.

Especially if he's returning to his own country.

Now, if you get an exclusive out of this,

it might mean a trip to Burgonia

as a follow-up for the coronation.

Yes, sir.

How 'bout that?

Well, how about it!

[KENT LAUGHS]

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You're young for a reporter, aren't you, Jim?

Oh, I don't know. You wouldn't say you were too young

to be a real prince, would you? Your Highness?

Hey, this is America. Call me Greg.

What else can I tell you that you don't already know?

Look out! Superman!

[GLASS BREAKING] Get over here.

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Here you are, Your Highness.

A souvenir for you.

Boy, are we lucky you got here in time.

Yes, Jim.

Apparently you've been marked for assassination

by someone who doesn't want you back in Burgonia.

You know who I am?

Yes, Your Highness, I do.

And now that your identity has been discovered,

I want you to let me provide police protection for you,

because I have a feeling that that someone

is gonna try again.

No, my plans are already made.

My people are asking me to return,

and I-I can't let them down.

But how are you gonna get there?

Well, that must remain my secret.

It's arranged.

I have friends and I'll...

just vanish.

Good luck to you, sir.

Thank you.

[WIND WHIRRING]

He's gone, huh? I didn't even thank him for saving my life.

Golly, Superman will understand.

I wish I had a dime

for every time he's saved mine.

He stands for everything

I'd like to put into practice in my own country.

All the principles of free play

and democracy and freedom

that I've learned about in America.

I'd like you to take this royal ring

and pass it on to Superman next time you see him.

Golly, Superman doesn't take pay for things like that.

He's-- He's always helping people.

But I'd like him to have it as a token of my appreciation.

All right.

Jeepers.

The crest of the royal family of Burgonia.

Do you mind if I wear it until I see Superman again?

If you like.

The ring of a real prince.

I wonder how it would feel to be a prince for a while.

Well, good night, Your Highness.

Now call me Greg.

Good night, Greg.

Good night.

And thank you so very much for coming.

Wow!

Well, stop gasping and tell me what happened.

Did you get your story?

Did I?

Wait till you hear.

You missed everything, Mr. Kent.

Superman was there.

He was? Well, why wasn't I there too?

I thought I heard a disturbance.

An attempted assassination.

You don't say.

I do say.

Greg's gonna disappear and return secretly to Burgonia.

Greg?

Well, tell me, when does Greg plan on arriving in Burgonia?

In about a week.

He wouldn't be more definite than that.

Hmm. Well, we'll go back to Planet

and, uh, if this story is half as good as you think it is,

we'll do a follow-up and cover the coronation...

in Burgonia.

Burgonia? Wow!

[ENGINE STARTS]

I beg your pardon.

Could you tell me the time?

Well, I don't know in your country,

but by my watch, it's 9:21.

Thank you.

Say, Jimmy, we better get to a phone and call the chief

and tell him we arrived safely.

Couldn't we pick up our bags from customs

and check in at the hotel first?

I'm beat. I didn't get much sleep last night.

Okay, Jimmy. The hotel it is.

It is he, the prince.

Are you sure?

He is the right age, but we have no photograph of him

since he was a child.

He wears the ring with the crest of the royal family.

It belonged to his father.

Shall we kill him now?

Don't be a fool.

You know we must bring him to the prime minister first.

Delays, delays. Always delays!

Yes. Okay, chief. I'll get right on it.

Mm-hm. Yes, sir.

Goodbye.

What did the chief say?

Well...

there's been no news of Prince Gregori

since he dropped from sight in Metropolis.

The chief wants me to get in touch with a Colonel Gubeck.

He's been running the country during the prince's absence.

Should I go with you?

No, no, Jim. You'd just get all snarled up in red tape.

You rest. Relax. Enjoy yourself.

And save yourself for those important assignments ahead.

All right.

James Olsen,

foreign correspondent.

This...is the life!

It's all right, Your Royal Highness.

Your Royal--? What did you call me?

Do not be alarmed.

We know you are Prince Gregori.

Who me? Prince Gregori?

I'm Jim Olsen, an American reporter.

A foreign correspondent.

We understand the need for secrecy.

And we think it is clever of you to travel as a newspaperman,

but there is no longer any need to continue the pose with us.

I remember you.

You're the fella that asked me what time it was at the airport.

Oh, I get it.

This royal ring I'm wearing.

Be assured that we are loyal

to your majesty and Colonel Gubeck.

We have been sent to take you secretly

to the summer palace outside the city.

You're making an awful mistake.

But you'll find that out soon enough.

Anyway, I guess it'll make a good story.

Yes, Your Highness.

You will be so kind as to wait here, Your Highness.

Okay. But I keep telling you: you've got the wrong man.

This ring doesn't belong to me.

[IN UNISON] Yes, Your Highness.

Jimmy--

Jim?

Hello? Hello, desk?

This is Mr. Kent in 206.

I'm trying to locate Mr. Olsen.

Uh-huh. Well, did he leave a message for me?

Well, did he leave the hotel?

Oh, he did?

I see. Thank you very much.

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Stand back, you varlets!

Bow down before your king.

Gregori, at last you have come back to me.

Who are you?

Gregori, do you not remember your Tina, the Baroness D'Amour?

Oh, no, Baroness, I'm not who you think I--

I was to be your betrothed.

It was arranged by our families when we were children together.

Oh?

They've held me here since the revolution.

Now that you've returned, my darling, I will be free.

We can mount the throne of Burgonia together.

You like that, my brave prince?

Yes, it's very kind of you, Baroness.

But, you see, I'm not who you think I am.

I'm an imposter.

Gregori, you do not have to pretend with me.

Your Tina.

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Ahem.

Your Highness.

No, do not go, Baroness.

Allow me to present myself, Your Highness.

I am Frederic Vallens.

Your prime minister.

I was a friend of your illustrious father

and often held you on my knee when you were a child.

I'm sorry, sir, but I don't remember--

Of course, you could not be expected to remember.

May I present Colonel Gubeck,

who managed the coup d'etat which caused the tyrant Markel

to flee across the border.

Yes, I'm very glad to meet you, sir.

But you don't understand...

This is a proud moment in my life, Your Highness.

I welcome you back to your homeland

and the people who love you.

But this isn't my homeland, I--

Colonel Gubeck.

[SIGH]

A friend of mine, Clark Kent, said he was gonna go visit you.

You ask him. He'll tell you who I am.

Kent. Mr. Kent.

I regret but I do not recall the man.

Clark Kent?

You don't know Clark Kent?

You must remain calm, Your Highness.

Your duty's to your people and your country now.

You will be safe here, Your Highness.

Prime Minister Vallens has announced his loyalty

to your new regime.

There are a few servants and the guards around the palace.

Completely trustworthy.

But I--

As soon as conditions allow,

you will appear in public and greet the people.

Until then, I must return to the capital.

Your Highness.

I will take my leave now.

Your Highness.

I'm not who you think I am.

Oh.

You know, there's an awful lot to this prince business

that I've been missing.

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Beautiful.

Beautiful.

Coming from the United States,

the prince should be delighted with such a confection.

Have you put the poison-- I mean the--?

It is strong enough, Excellency, to kill 10 men.

Perfect.

News of Gregori's death will throw Burgonia into chaos.

Making the situation ripe for Markel to return

and assume his proper position.

Well, let's not keep the prince waiting.

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[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Come in.

Is that for me?

For you, Your Highness.

No doubt all your years in America accustomed you

to the ice cream soda.

Ah, fellas, look.

I'm really not your Royal Highness.

Really.

Oh, well. Who am I to fight destiny?

I might as well enjoy being a prince while I can.

Yes, Your Highness.

Enjoy it...while you can.

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You share with Tina?

See? Two straws, like I have seen

in the American moving pictures.

Is more intimate this way, no?

Yes.

Good afternoon, gentlemen.

VALLENS: Who are you?

My name is Clark Kent. I'm an American newspaperman.

He was at the airport. He came from America with Gregori.

How did you get in here?

No one tried to keep me out.

The palace is surrounded by guards.

To get past, one-- One would have to fly over them!

Oh, come now. Surely you don't think I can fly.

Who dares to create such a disturbance?

Bring the interloper before me!

Right now!

Am I the prince around here,

or am I not the prince around here?

Who is this...commoner?

Don't you know him, Your Highness?

He says he is an American newspaperman, Clark Kent.

Clark Kent?

Oh, yes, I remember him.

He's the poor man's Jimmy Olsen.

What can I do for you, my good man?

Well, you're very kind, Your Highness.

As a matter of fact, I'm terribly thirsty.

And that super-duper royal soda looks mighty tempting.

I wonder, may I?

Be my guest. Oh, uh--

It's all right. He really is a friend of mine.

Thank you, Your Highness.

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Thank you, Your Highness.

That was delicious.

Jeepers. You must have been thirsty.

Would you like to have another one?

No, thank you.

Uh, from the looks of things, prince,

you seem to have been living things up here.

Prince?

Oh, yes. Prince.

[SPEAKS IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

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Your Highness. You haven't introduced me to your friend.

Oh. Well, this is Tina.

The Baroness D'Amour.

May I present Clark Kent.

[SPEAKS IN FRENCH]

Why, thank you, Baroness. I'm charmed too.

Oh, I wonder if you could excuse us for a moment.

I'd like to talk to my friend.

Oh, certainly, Mr. Kent.

We're to be married, you know.

Oh, is that so?

Congratulations, Your Highness.

I see you didn't waste any time

while you're posing as Prince Gregori.

Oh, jeepers, Mr. Kent. What can I do?

I keep telling them I'm not Gregori.

But they won't listen to me.

And I'm not sure I like any part of this prince business.

Not even the part with the lovely baroness?

By the way, you must ask me to your wedding.

Oh, jeepers, Mr. Kent. That's all her idea.

She won't leave me alone.

Oh. You've been suffering, huh?

Well, sit down.

You may have to suffer a little longer.

What do you mean?

Golly, was I glad to see you. How did you get here?

I figured something like this happened

because of that ring you're wearing.

Now listen, Jimmy. And pay attention

because I may not get another chance to talk to you.

I saw Colonel Gubeck, and he told me

the arrival of the real Prince Gregori is expected momentarily.

But Gubeck was just here, and he thought I was Gregori,

just like the rest of them.

Jimmy, he was only acting.

He knows if the others think that you're the prince,

the real Gregori will get a chance

to slip into the capital without being observed.

But continuing to play this role

may prove very dangerous.

Golly, I like Gregori.

If I can do anything to help him,

I'm willing to take my chances.

Good boy, Jim.

Jeepers, and maybe Superman will show up and nothing will happen.

Well, I don't know about Superman,

but I'm gonna stick around.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Your Highness.

May I speak to you alone on a confidential matter of state?

Don't mind me.

Why, certainly, Vallens.

I'm concerned for your safety, Your Majesty.

What do you know about

this American newspaperman, Clark Kent?

Clark Kent?

He's one of the best newspaper reporters in the world.

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Uh, Mr. Vallens.

Excuse me, Your Highness.

[THUMPING]

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Rigor!

It was an accident.

I was-- I was looking for a rat,

which had run behind the tapestry.

We have been troubled with rats lately.

Yes. Very unpleasant things to have about, rats.

My apologies, Your Highness.

Rigor. Come.

Your Highness.

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What are you doing?

Preparing your cigarette, Your Highness.

But I don't smoke.

This is impossible, Your Highness.

Tobacco is our most extensive crop and export

in which your people take great pride.

It is traditional that the rulers of Burgonia

smoke the royal tobacco,

prepared and blended especially for the royal house.

But I'm not a ruler yet.

It is ordained by Burgonian law

as part of ritual proving you are worthy.

You must learn now, Your Highness.

Otherwise, you may never sit upon the throne.

Darling, it's such a little thing,

and so much is at stake.

Here...

I'll light it for you.

[COUGHS]

Delightful, is it not?

So soothing, so fragrant an aroma.

It's delicious.

I may take my leave now.

[GASPS]

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Your Highness.

[IN UNISON] Your Highness.

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This cigarette will burn down

to the explosive pellet any second.

[COUGHING]

Excuse me, Your Highness,

but you're too young to be smoking.

You might stunt your growth.

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Your Highness.

[IN UNISON] Your Highness.

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[CONVERSING INDISTINCTLY]

Hail, Markel.

[IN UNISON] Hail, Markel!

MARKEL: I have returned

because I received your message

that you hold Prince Gregori a prisoner.

Have you disposed of him yet?

No, Your Excellency.

We have tried, but the prince seems to bear a charmed life.

Nonsense!

That explosion I heard as I came through the passageway...

another attempt?

Yes, Your Excellency.

But it failed too in a manner for which I cannot account.

Always you do things in tricky, devious ways, Vallens.

What is so difficult about taking the prince out

and shooting him?

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Your Highness.

You are to come with us.

And I warn you, it is useless to resist.

No! No! No!

Remove the baroness. Lock her in her room.

Come. No. I won't go!

Come. Let me go.

Mr. Vallens. You keep out of this, Mr. Kent.

You will not interfere.

For your own safety,

you will remain here with the door locked.

Rigor.

There's not much I can do about it now, Jimmy.

Mr. Kent, I think they're gonna shoot me!

Your Highness. No!

Your Highness!

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[DOOR SLAMS]

"By order of Markel,

"Grand marshal of all Burgonia,

"you, Prince Gregori,

"are adjudged guilty of high treason to the state

and ordered summarily executed."

But you've got the wrong man!

Besides, Markel isn't marshal of Burgonia anymore.

Markel is still marshal of Burgonia.

Has Your Highness any last words for his people?

Superman, where are you?

If you'd only come to Burgonia.

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[IRON CREAKING]

And does Your Highness have any other last requests?

Yes!

If you don't mind,

I'd like to die of old age.

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A blindfold, Your Highness?

No! And I keep telling you, I'm not Your Highness!

Yes, Your Highness.

Squad!

Ready!

Wait! You're making a mistake!

Honest.

Aim!

Fire!

Kill him! Kill him. Whoever he is, kill him!

Kill him! Kill him!

[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]

[VALLENS SCREAMS]

[RIGOR SCREAMS]

Arrest these two!

Golly, Superman!

I thought I was a goner for sure!

[SUPERMAN CHUCKLES]

Sorry to time this so close, Jimmy.

Don't be sorry.

I'm tickled to death.

I mean... What am I saying?

I'm just glad to be alive.

Here. This has caused me nothing but trouble.

It was meant for you, from Prince Gregori.

A token of my gratitude for you saving both of our lives.

I hope you'll accept it.

You're very kind, Your Highness.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

[WIND WHIRRING]

I hated to deceive you, Mr. Olsen.

But we had to take advantage of the situation.

You see, Markel's group had information.

Prince Gregori was coming in by plane,

so the mistake was natural.

I traveled as an airline steward.

I owe you a debt I'll never be able to repay, Jim.

My deepest apologies for your life being placed in jeopardy.

I'm terribly sorry.

Aw, that's all right.

I sort of enjoyed being a prince.

Up to a point, that is.

Darling!

Darling!

Baroness, like I been trying to tell you,

you got the wrong guy.

This is Prince Gregori!

I'm sorry. Welcome home, darling.

Jeepers, Mr. Kent, you missed everything again.

But you must have known Superman was in Burgonia.

That's why you weren't too worried about me.

Well, I wouldn't say I wasn't worried, Jimmy,

but I did have an idea that Superman was around some place.

Say, we'd better get your story on the wire to Perry White.

Golly, yeah!

Darling.

Ahem!

Come, prince.

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NARRATOR: Don't miss the next thrill-packed episode

in the amazing Adventures of Superman.

Superman is based on the original character

appearing in Superman magazine.