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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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[TRUCK SQUEAKING]

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.

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Well, 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.

[DOOR OPENS]

Well, it's about time you got back.

Did you get anything?

Not a thing. And I can't understand it.

I can understand where a plane

can be missing in a flight,

but not a truck on an open highway.

Superman was out.

He couldn't find anything suspicious.

Oh, on top of everything else, we're short-handed.

Jimmy won't be back from his vacation for another week.

Well, I consider that

the only break we've had so far.

[SIREN WAILING]

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

This is a highway.

I was only doing 35 in a 45-mile zone.

Yeah, you were also doing 35

right through the town of Akport.

What town? I didn't see any town.

No, of course you didn't, at the speed you were going.

Are you gonna give me a ticket?

And never hear from you again?

Nothing doing.

You turn your car around and follow me.

[TIRES SQUEAL]

[DOG BARKS IN DISTANCE]

So this is Akport. 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 Akport's

clearly posted 25 mile an hour.

Your whole town is only 100 yards long,

and by the time anyone sees the sign,

they're out of town.

[DOOR OPENS]

Well, now, the size of Akport

has nothing to do with it.

Our citizens are still entitled

to the protection of the traffic laws.

The fine is, uh...

$5 for a mile

for every mile above the speed limit.

That'd be, uh...

[MUMBLES INDISTINCTLY]

...$75 or 75 days in jail.

Seventy-five dollars?

That's highway robbery.

Plus $5 for insulting the court.

But-- Making a grand total of $80.

Now, do I hear any further outbursts?

[SIGHS]

Thank you. Next case.

COP: I have a James Olsen here, Your Honor.

I clocked him at 35.

JUDGE: All right.

[DOOR CLOSES]

I'm no public accountant,

but I know my tables of five.

That's 50 bucks.

Even.

How we doing, Frank?

Now, that's 130 bucks just now.

That makes, uh...

$640 so far today.

Not bad. We're averaging

close to $1000 a day in fines alone.

Yes. And that truck of chemicals

we grabbed, another 10,000 net.

Hey, we've been in this spot almost a week now.

Don't you think it's time we move the town?

Oh, in a day or so.

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.

[BOTH LAUGH]

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.

[DOOR OPENS]

PERRY: Well, what are you doing here?

Your vacation still has five days to go.

I ran out of money.

I thought you had it all budgeted.

I did. But I run into an expense

that wasn't in my budget.

Oh. Anything happen with the car?

It sure did.

It got caught going 35 miles an hour

in a 25-mile zone.

Ha. 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 called a 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 are just trying to

protect their citizens.

I wanna 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 newspaperman,

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

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

Chief? PERRY: Yes?

I, um...uh--

Oh, all right.

[SIGHS]

Here's an advance.

Thanks, chief.

Come on, junior.

Oh, Olsen.

Yes, sir?

You better let Kent drive.

[LAUGHS]

[JAZZ PLAYS ON JUKEBOX] [DOOR CLOSES]

Hi.

Sit right down, fella.

What'll you have? A steak?

What else?

How do you like it?

Big and thick.

Think you can do that for half a buck?

Coming right up. Coffee now?

At these prices, can I say no?

[ALARM BUZZES]

Sounds like you're gonna 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 isn't 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 gotta tell the fellas about this place.

Uh, you'll be known as the truck drivers' friend.

Always glad to have you fellas stop by.

You know, I still can't see how you do it.

Brother owns a butcher shop.

What are you hauling?

Oh, a mixed lot.

Mostly furs and TV tubes.

Furs and TV tubes, huh?

How about another cup of coffee?

Oh, yeah. Thanks.

[CHOPPY ALARM BUZZES]

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.

Sure does my heart good

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

Mm.

Hey. Wha--?

W-w-what's that cop doing by my truck?

Anything wrong, officer?

Having a lot of accidents lately.

Mainly on account of faulty brakes.

We have a strict law about that here.

Oh, 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.

Wha--?

Another truck has disappeared.

Loaded with valuable furs

and other disposable merchandise.

And not one of you has brought back

a single clue that we could 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 that 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 gonna 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. Well, we'll start moving

right after dark.

Right. [DOOR OPENS]

Trouble, boss.

Well, what's up? Nosy dame over at Joe's Diner

asking a lot of questions about the missing trucks.

Well, did you get a line on her?

No. But why should she ask questions here?

Could be a reporter or a policewoman.

We can't afford to take any chances.

We've gotta 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 get a lot of truckers in here.

Account of 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 fella 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.

Were you now? What's your interest in this?

You with the police?

Well, no. I'm a reporter with the Daily Planet.

How do I know you are?

Oh, I have my press card.

Now, just a minute.

I really am a reporter.

Why, you can call the Metropolis Daily Planet.

Yes, we'll do that.

But in the meantime, you look suspicious to me.

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

Purely routine.

Well, I suppose there's nothing I can do about it.

But you're gonna look awfully silly

when you find 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?

[CHUCKLES]

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.

Hm. That sounds serious.

Have you tried to find her at all?

H-has Kent?

No. I don't want Kent knowing about this.

He'll be chasing off too. That's why I called you.

Well, of course I'll do everything I can.

Uh, 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 isn't?

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 on the missing trucks.

She was supposed to phone in here every day.

And I haven't heard from her since day before yesterday.

You mean, from Dartsville?

Yes.

She's probably somewhere

past there now on Highway 53.

Right. Kent.

Hm?

Are you gonna 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, my car's in the shop

getting some new tires.

Jimmy's been driving me.

I don't think he'd mind driving you.

Fine. Okay.

PERRY: Oh, Kent. Yes, sir.

Uh, 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.

CLARK: Come on, Bill.

Well, why stop here?

I'm trying 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.

Right. I'm wondering, what are we doing

stopping in the middle of nowhere?

This is where I got it last time.

Got what? Akport.

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 at 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 Akport was.

Well, 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.

He could be right at that, Bill.

Lot of footprints around here.

Yeah...

[CLEARS THROAT]

And a few bent nails.

Funny place to find nails, isn't it?

Mm-hm. Looks as though

somebody took something apart here.

Something like a town?

Ridiculous. You don't take a town apart.

I wouldn't be too sure of that, Bill.

I know this is where the town of Akport was.

Well, if that's the case,

we're dealing with unusual crooks.

And they may have Lois.

Well, let's get going.

All right, but let me drive.

If any cops stop us, let me do the talking. Come on.

[SIGHS]

Hey, come on.

You just can't throw people in jail

and keep them 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.

Oh, be nice, boys, and shut up, will you?

You're interfering with my literary pursuits.

And 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.

[SIREN BLARING]

[TIRES SCREECH]

Well, what is it, a fire or a wedding?

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. Hm.

Step inside the courtroom.

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

[DOOR CLOSES]

Come on in.

I have a speeder here, Your Honor.

[WHISPERS] You idiot.

You were supposed to be

watching out for the armored car.

[WHISPERS] But it's not due until tonight.

We can't take a chance on missing it.

I told you not to fool with speeders today.

But these guys were really speeding.

I guess I just got carried away.

Well, all right.

But let's get it over with quick.

[CLEARS THROAT]

Which, uh...

Which one of you was driving?

I was, Your Honor.

JUDGE: How fast was he going, officer?

COP: Sixty, Your Honor.

Mm-hm. Your name?

Clark Kent, sir.

Kent.

Well, young man, I'm gonna make an example of you.

Hundred and fifty dollars 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.

Oh, now, uh-- Uh, maybe some of your friends

could, uh, help you out.

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

No, sir. Officer...

take me away.

Oh, n-n-now, uh, wait a minute.

Uh, maybe, uh--

Maybe we can make some arrangements.

Uh, 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-I'm a police officer, and we're here on a case.

Police officer? Yes, sir.

May I see your credentials?

Certainly, sir.

Oh. 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.

Cop, gun on the desk.

You again?

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

Uh, what does he mean?

One of the speeders

we picked up last week.

Why, you stupid fool.

I told you not to bring in repeaters.

But he wasn't driving.

I didn't even see him.

Oh, you're doing fine. Picking up repeaters and policemen.

Now...we gotta get rid of all of them.

Just what kind of a crazy town is this?

Now, there's something funny going on here, all right.

I think all the sane 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.

So, 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.

TRUCKER: 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.

JUDGE: 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.

[SIGHS]

Now you've done it. [DOOR CLOSES]

It almost looks like you planned

to get us into this mess.

Well, at least we know where Lois is.

Hm. Lot of good that'll do us.

Now, stop worrying, Bill.

I'll think of something.

Well, look here, inspector.

I guess the door wasn't closed properly

when they turned the key.

Hey, look out!

Of all the stupid tricks.

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

[DOOR CLOSES]

You know, Jimmy...

I'm beginning to worry about Kent.

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[BRAKES SCREECH, BANG]

What are you stopping for?

Run him down.

I can't budge him.

Course you can't, stupid. He's Superman.

Well, back up and go around him.

You were doing over 65 miles an hour.

Don't you know we have speed laws around here?

We're the police.

Well, in that case, we'll tell it to the judge.

And I hope you enjoy your new home.

[TURNS KEY IN LOCK]

You, uh, 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 them come out.

Just for a minute.

Boy, this is something I'd like to see.

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

Ah, just a minute, Superman. Yes, Miss Lane?

Whatever became of Clark Kent?

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. Mm.

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

Who, Superman?

Of course not, silly. Mr. Kent.

Nothing doing. We're gonna take it nice and easy.

Don't you know that some of these towns are speed traps?

[CHUCKLES] Come on, Jim.

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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.